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Wish :Make Me A Star (MMAS)

SYNOPSIS After getting fired from her dead-end job, Mira Kale, a twenty-two-year-old orphan, stumbles into a mysterious boutique called "Wish." The store feels strange, almost alive. And when she buys the only thing she can afford — an old, vintage bag — she has no idea her life is about to end… and begin again. Moments after leaving the shop and getting into her apartment, Mira is killed by the very bag she bought. But instead of dying, she awakens to a voice — a bubbly, thousand-year-old system named Vira — who tells her she's been chosen for a cosmic mission. Her task? To travel through ten different worlds, taking the place of souls who died unjustly, righting their wrongs, and taking revenge on their enemies. Each completed world earns her one billion star points — and when she reaches ten billion, she'll finally have the chance to revive her parents and live the life she's always dreamed of. But failure means something far worse than death. From a pharmaceutical and perfume heiress in one world to a battle-hardened doctor in another, Mira will live countless lives — fighting rival systems, outsmarting villains, uncovering supernatural secrets, and slowly becoming someone far greater than she ever imagined. With a baby-faced system that's as mischievous as it is loyal, and a fate that demands both heart and strength, Mira's journey will test everything she believes about love, justice, and what it truly means to live again. Will she survive all ten worlds and rewrite her destiny… or vanish, forgotten, between realities?
Vvian · 22.3k Views

My Eros System Grants Me Infinite Romance Routes

【 Warn⁠ing: Mature Content‍ R-18 】 Akira Ka⁠nz⁠aki, a h‌igh school misfit, is utterly embarra​ssed when his⁠ own confession to the unre⁠a‍chable Ice Qu‍een⁠, Sakura Hanamura​, becomes an In⁠t⁠ernet sensati​on as a prank gone‌ w‌rong dur​ing his sc‌hool's Hallo‍ween party. Shamefull⁠y runn‍ing away⁠, his ang‍er leads him to a hidde‍n sh⁠rin‌e wh⁠ere he‍ s​lays⁠ a lust-driven de‍mo​n, unlock​in⁠g the Erotic Destiny Di‍vergence System (E.D.D.S.). [Ho​st acquir‌ed] [Erotic Des‌tin​y D​ivergence System⁠ act‌ivated] [We⁠lcom⁠e, Aki​ra Kanzak​i. Your pathetic life ends h​ere; now diverg‌e int⁠o ecs‍tasy.] ​This seductive, other-of-thi⁠s-world sys‍tem​ off⁠ers​ him choices that dist‍or⁠t f‍at‍e, each with​ tw‌isted rewards and‌ abilit​ie‍s powered by "Perv-P‌oints". [Fi‌rst choice in‌coming⁠, darling. Will you indulge or resist?]‌ With the voice of a seductiv‍e⁠ de‍moness in his mind, Akir⁠a embarks on a journey of veng‍eance, intent on‍ d⁠estroying Sakura's pride while buildin⁠g a gro‍up of⁠ loyal, sexy w‌omen‍ w‍ho are draw⁠n to his gr‍owing power. But all is⁠ not fun. Dark fo⁠rces, h⁠e⁠l⁠lions fro​m the other worl‌d, want to make his world theirs, and Akira's unique sy​stem is‌ exactly what they⁠ n⁠eed in order to have t‍heir w‍a‌y.‌ As h​e become‍s involved in several⁠ trysts and da⁠ngero‌us fighting, eve​ry choice he makes can lead him down a path of vi⁠rt⁠ue o⁠r d​epravity.⁠ Will he become a hero, creating an empir⁠e of desire, or fal​l to th⁠e da​rk temp‌t‌ation of t‌he sy‌st‌em?‌ Wi‍th‌ a city full of hidden po⁠rta‌ls and forbidden pa​ssion‌, Akira's‌ future splits into endless, sinful routes, each one more allur​ing than⁠ the pre​vious.
DegeneratedPervert · 266.5k Views

Death has a taste - Kiss me or Die

She was never meant to save him. #DarkRomance #smut #ForbiddenLove #SlowBurnRomance #MorallyGreyML #ImpossibleLove #Angst In a world where humans lived unaware of the supernatural shaping their lives, she walked among them as a living curse. Being an orphan, financially struggling, being bullied at college, and her boss’s constant harassment pushed her to make a rash decision one night. She tried to end her life. Instead of dying, she was condemned to an existence worse than death—immortality. And that choice came back to haunt her! By day, she lived as an ordinary woman. At night, she was forced to witness the deaths of selected humans being killed, while she lingered in ghost form, powerless. She could only give them the final warmth before the soul left their body. Until one night, death went wrong! A feared mafia leader, a billionaire who runs Crown empire, covered in blood, was taking his last breath. His eyes met hers through the veil between life and death. When she asked for his final wish, he gave an answer she had not seen coming. A kiss.... Without thinking too much, she granted him a kiss. A soft, fleeting kiss that was meant to be meaningless. Days later, in a busy cafe bathed in morning light, he entered her life again. Alive! Breathing! Human? Their eyes met briefly, and he looked away as though she were nothing more than a stranger. That same night, the Grim Reaper appeared before her once more. The very being who had cursed her returned with an ultimatum. If she wanted her curse lifted, she had one year to complete an impossible task. The man who had escaped death must fall in love with her—and he must never kiss anyone else! If he kissed another person, the curse would reach them. She would then be bound to make that person fall in love with her as well. And if they kissed someone else, the curse would continue to spread—binding her to an endless chain of impossible loves. If she failed, the man who had survived death would be cursed, too. But his punishment would be far crueller than hers. Instead of witnessing one death each night, they would both be forced to witness countless deaths—night after night. All because of her one decision to end her life... All because of one kiss... She searched for him online, clinging to hope until it withered. The man she was bound to seduce had buried love with his dead girlfriend and numbed the absence by changing women every week, never letting one stay long enough to matter. And now, the question was no longer whether she could save herself. It was whether fate had set her up to destroy them both. *Content Warning This is a dark novel. Do not expect vanilla love or gentle romance. The story explores raw emotions, moral ambiguity, and an impossible kind of love that unfolds in unsettling, unconventional ways. Some dialogues are intentionally raw, and certain situations may be intense or uncomfortable. This novel is for readers who seek dark themes, flawed characters, and romance that defies norms.*
Trimohini · 846 Views

Sullivan's Girl

“Are you hiding, little bird?” His tone was different from the usual. It wasn't the coo she knew, neither was it the song of calmness that often emanated from him. It was vibrating. An allure that in a dark and dangerous way promised a touch that would drift her alive. Annabelle kept her hand to her mouth, her heart racing past its usual rate. She wondered in that moment—now that she knew what he was—if he could hear her heart beat. As if the universe was sending her a response, she felt him stop. Right above where she hid. Holding a shaky breath, she raised her head, feeling the pressure of his feet on the wood that obscured her view from him. Surely, his ability can't go underground. Surely, the scent of watermelon and potatoes would mask her. Yet…the low chuckle that sounded like a sinister laughter made her heart jump, as her legs gave away. He lifted the wooden pallet, their gazes colliding in a fit of what seems to be prey and predator instinct. A tiny smirk was playing on his face now, the same one she was used to. And the evidence was as glaring as daylight. Blood streak marked his crisp white shirt, drooling down the side of his face to his lips—his hands, a crimson bloody mess against rich skin. The stale of another man's death lingering around him, morphing his aura and forever confirming what he is. What he will always be. “Little bird…” “Please…” A huge palm reached out to pat her nest of hair, definitely leaving behind strokes of blood. The metallic iron scent assaulted her nose in the small space she hid. He was after her heart—an organ she feared he might mean in the literal sense. As she remained in the squatting position, watermelon threatening to squash beneath her knees, she felt his pat. Once. Twice. As soothing as always for a creature like him. “I wished upon you little bird. You cannot run from me.” His words were a promise, a seal that bounded them together. Forever. ■■■■■■■ !!!This book will contain some dark smut chapters but a series of warnings will be issued beforehand. So…you will be fine ^.^
b_oaq · 10k Views