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My Supreme Harem: The Dual Cultivation Overlord

Nobody really plans to conquer a world. Erlan Venric sure as hell didn’t. He was just an elf with bad luck and a worse start, dumped into a planet where humans, beastkin, demons, spirits, and about a hundred other races all pretended they weren’t five seconds away from killing each other over resources, territory, or pride. Elves weren’t special here. If anything, they were rare, misunderstood, and usually either enslaved or dissected by people who were way too curious. His cultivation was broken. Like, actually broken. Not “oh no I’m a genius in disguise” broken. More like “you’re never going to amount to anything, find a quiet corner and die” broken. And then, because the world has a sick sense of humor, he fell into a ruin. An ancient one. The kind everyone avoids because people go in and don’t come out, and the ones who do come out are usually missing pieces of themselves, mentally or otherwise. That’s where he found it. A half-dead inheritance. A shattered legacy. A cultivation path so old and so taboo that even the inscription warnings were basically screaming at him to walk away. Dual cultivation. Not the clean, polite, sect-approved version either. This one was built by a long-dead elven empire that believed bonds, desire, intimacy, obsession, and pleasure were all just different forms of power. Power shared is power multiplied. Bodies, souls, emotions, fate… all of it woven together. Erlan didn’t take it because he was wanted to. He took it because he didn’t want to die. Smut // Harem // Dual Cultivation // Mature // Explicit Themes // Fantasy // Cultivation // Multiple Heroines // Power Progression // Overpowered Protagonist // Elf Protagonist // Interracial // Romance // Lust // Desire // Intimacy-Based Cultivation // Action // Adventure // Otherworld Invasion // War // Dark Fantasy // Anti-Hero // Ambition // R-18 // Taboo Cultivation // Sect Wars // World Building // Weak-to-Strong // Domination // Possessive Love // Erotic Elements // Cosmic Threat // Planetary War
opulyn7 · 3.7k Views

Rejected by My Husband: Claimed by the devil

[18+_MATURE CONTENT_ DARK ROMANCE] "You walk around like some... bodiless old woman. Before, you used to bring them bills into the house, but now you're just here, eating, chasing hopeless dreams and getting fat on me... Can't even be bothered to get a damn BBL—" "You wanted a full time housewife! You told me to quit the rink! You told me you..." "I want a wife, an asset not a liability! Look, I don't want to do this, Sophia, but I love Zoey now." he muttered. "Just... take the money and go." **** ~She gave him everything. He gave her away like trash. But now… the devil wants her, and he never shares what he claims~ Sophia de Santos gave up everything for love. She had thought marrying Alexander Reins would be the start of her forever. Instead, it became her ruin. Because not only was her dreams, her freedom, her future all gone with the wind. Also, on the day she was meant to share the joy of their unborn child, Alexander handed her divorce papers, and with them, the truth that she was nothing more than a placeholder, a shadow of the woman he truly loved. And when fate struck her down, leaving her broken and bleeding, he ran to that woman. Not once did he look back. But death did not take her. Instead, something else found her. In the darkest hour of her life, a stranger appeared, a man with eyes like obsidian fire and a smile that whispered temptation. Xander Nightshade offered her a contract marriage. No strings, no questions. Just salvation in the shape of a deal. Desperate and hollowed by betrayal, Sophia agreed. But Xander Nightshade was no ordinary man. His presence made her skin prickle. His words felt like spells. And his touch? A brand she couldn’t forget. She thought she was running from heartbreak… But she was falling into the arms of something far more dangerous. Because the man who saved her isn’t just powerful. He isn’t just mysterious. He is the devil himself. And he just made her his.
H_Hannie · 3.8k Views

Kiss Me, Kill Me, Forget Me

Shen Yi moved closer with a sponge, dipped it into the water, and was just about to start cleaning him when Jiang Qi grabbed his wrist. “What now?” Shen Yi asked, already bracing for more nonsense. “Why don’t you... join me? Mm?” Jiang Qi said with a grin so bright it could power a small city. Shen Yi blinked slowly and replied without hesitation, “No.” He dipped the sponge again and began scrubbing Jiang Qi’s chest. Just as the sponge touched skin, Jiang Qi groaned, a strange sound, halfway between a sigh and something far less innocent. “You sure you don’t want to join me?” he asked, lips curling mischievously. “I’m sure,” Shen Yi answered flatly, continuing his task. But Jiang Qi didn’t stop. Every time the sponge moved across his chest, he let out a new noise, some more dramatic than others. “Oh... there,” he said, eyes fluttering. “Careful, I’m sensitive.” Shen Yi paused mid-scrub and stared at him in disbelief. “Stop... making those sounds.” “I can’t help it,” Jiang Qi replied, smirking. “Your touch does things to me.” Shen Yi rolled his eyes and resumed scrubbing, silently promising himself he wouldn’t fall into this man’s chaos. But Jiang Qi only leaned back in the tub like he was in a spa, letting out another exaggerated moan that echoed through the bathroom. Honestly, if someone were passing by at that moment, they’d probably call the cops. ***** Shen Yi is a black-market assassin who undergoes a memory wipe after every job. He is clean, professional, and impossible to trace,until one day, he is assigned to kill the heir of the Jiang Mafia clan, Jiang Qi, and fails. Instead of dying, Jiang Qi captures Shen Yi and discovers something impossible. Why does this man, who has tried to kill him six times, look so much like the boy who saved him seven years ago? Not just that, why does he seem to remember nothing? Absolutely nothing, including the several times he has tried to kill him. What will happen when a man with no memories and a man who refuses to forget are bound together by blood and obsession?
Enxi_D · 168.7k Views

Reincarnated Only To Be Claimed By The Daunting Male Lead

Vector, a poor, crippled chef, killed himself after being fed up with his pathetic life. When he reincarnated into the first cringe story he’s ever read, he was horrified, then excited to find out he’s not crippled in this life. He’d be able to do things he couldn’t in his past life, like have fun and woo beautiful women. But that fantasy was instantly cut short on realizing he wasn’t the male lead, but instead a useless extra that was lovesick over the male lead, who later ended up killing him. Vector, now Varney, wants nothing of that life. Aside from being straight as hell, he also knows the male lead ended up killing him… so, on the day he was supposed to officially meet the male lead, he stayed away, having no interest in competing for the male lead’s attention with other lovesick fools. Luckily, a rare opportunity comes by— to attend Hillstone Supernatural academy, a school where only elites attend, but every decade, few selected humans from every kingdom are opportuned to attend, for a chance to make a name for themselves before graduation. In the academy, Varney instantly discovers that nothing is as it seems. Lies and secrets litter the dark hallway, safety is nonexistent and the strong preyed on the weak. Humans, who’re at the bottom of the hierarchy, are more like flies in the midst of monsters, waiting to be swatted away. In hillstone, being noticed and sought after as a human meant three things = disaster, danger and… death. Varney planned to stay unnoticed, graduate and leave without getting into any trouble. But can that be possible when he not only unexpectedly crosses paths with the daunting, moody male lead but also ends up having to share a room with him? Worse, the male lead’s reputation is dark as night and even the strongest students here in Hillstone are wary of him. Like his problems aren’t enough, wherever he went, he attracted trouble his way like a faulty magnet, causing him to be noticed against his will. Varney’s carefully mapped-out second chance life went from oil to open fire in a heartbeat.
Gorgeous_Aliyah · 821 Views