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The Room of a Thousand Paintings

Kieran is painfully ordinary. Twenty-four. Corporate job. Dead eyes from staring at spreadsheets. Zero ambition beyond surviving Mondays. So when his best friend drags him on a “healing hiking trip”, Kieran thinks the worst thing that can happen is sore legs and bad selfies. He’s wrong. They stumble into a forgotten mansion hidden deep in the mountains—a place that shouldn’t exist. The doors lock. The walls bleed. Paintings watch them. And then— He wakes up in another world. Another body. Another name. Another fate already in motion. This world is aristocratic, brutal, and smiling at him like it knows he doesn’t belong. Each painting is a portal—throwing Kieran into different worlds: A noble society hiding serial killings behind etiquette A plague-rotted city where faith is currency A war-torn kingdom where marriage is a political weapon A decadent realm where desire is power and intimacy is leverage Every world offers rewards, power, and temptation. Every world demands a price. There are moments—heated, breathless moments—where survival blurs into longing. Where stolen touches in candle-lit rooms feel more real than Kieran’s old life ever did. Where he forgets, just for a second, that he’s trying to escape. But the mansion is watching. And the more worlds Kieran survives, the more it reshapes him. This isn’t a power fantasy. This is a slow corruption. A question asked over and over: If you can have power, love, desire, and meaning here… why go back to a world that never wanted you? Horror. Mystery. Romance. Desire. Survival. One man. Infinite worlds. And a mansion that never lets its favorites leave unbroken.
Adinikh · 5k Views

Villain: Girlfriend Thief

(Warning! Extreme levels of puns intended!) Living in poverty and never having the chance to enjoy his youth, Alan died in an unexpected incident. He then wakes up to find himself as a side character in the novel he read as a child. "Welcome, chosen one! This is the world of Arcana!" "You have been bestowed with the title 'Girlfriend Thief'!" "Make the target woman submit to you using only your tongue and steal her from her boyfriend!" Will Alan be able to survive in this world of magic and monsters, using his new virile body? ---------------------------------- Additional tags: Smut-- Magic-- Handsome Male lead-- No NTR (only Netori) -- No Yuri --Vampire girls -- Elves-- Monster girls -- Demon girls -- Angels -- Dating simulator system -- Mind break ---------------------------------- "Some people think that money, power and looks is all it takes to keep their women from leaving them." "Some people think that women like gentle, kind and caring boys." "Some people think that any sort of roughness is a turn off." "But you are an exception, aren't you?" ~ Rosalind Stewart to Adam ----------------------------------- "Humans are scum. A man is an untamed animal, the magic you call your seduction just my daily breakfast. You are dirty. Your unfiltered words are filthy. The mere sight of your untrained habits disgust me, cur. No matter how handsome everybody claims your face is, I will reap your next generation, destroy everyone you hold dear, every singed being that dares to protect you and prove that you all deserve to stay below my foot. No God will protect you when I've made my decision. Bow your vile tongue to me or face your inevitable demise, demon." ~Isabella Heart to Adam. --------------------------------------- This novel does have action but most of it involves smut :D Reader discretion advised. ----------------------- None of my works are dropped, and I'll update all of them. But! Like a particular series and want me to update it more than the others? Just let me know in the comments!
Ani_On_Fire · 1.3m Views

Earth’s SSS Pornstar to SSS Combat God in Another World

[Slow Burn] [Explicit Adult Content] [R-18] [No NTR] [Legal Teens] [Single MILFs] [Feisty GILFs] [Smut] Renowned worldwide as Everyman, Joji Sins dominated the adult industry for decades, winning Best Adult Actor four years straight from 2010 to 2028, and building a strange kind of public love through quiet philanthropy despite his dirty reputation. Thirty years later, Joji is seventy-seven, nearly completely deaf, and no longer in front of the camera. He did not get washed away. He retired into power, directing the scenes himself, still going strong. Then one ordinary day turns cruel. A broken light bulb. A ladder slip. A back that almost snapped wrong. The hospital discharges him three days later like he is already finished. His stomach grumbled after being in such a gloomy environment. A hotdog for a dollar across the road. Not too bad of a deal. After almost getting hit by a rearing armored truck, he got his change from a fan. Fucking finally you thought? Wrong. A runaway truck hurtles toward him. Joji breathes in relief. He is alive, just scraped up, glass shards biting into his wrinkled skin. Then something sprays his face. The stink is sharp, hard alcohol. His eyes track the source. Unleaded gasoline is gushing nearby. "Mother fu..." ... Joji gasps and wakes. An unfamiliar bed. Gaudy ceiling ornaments. Steel clashing outside. A splitting headache. Memories that are not his punching through his skull. As he reaches for reality, a cold presence snaps into place before his eyes. {Welcome, good Sir Joji of Sins.}
RedEast · 14.7k Views