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||-Ongoing-|| 'I hate you! I hate you! I'll never be the wife that you deserve!' 'I do not want the wife that I deserve Cassiopeia because it is you that I want.' 'Then,' she hesitated for only a moment, 'I'll never be a wife still yet yours!' she promised him. 'Say that again,' he told her in a hard angry voice, 'and face the rowen,' he dared her. Despite the threat, she climbed out of bed and went to him. She tilted her head to look challengingly at him with her sharp green tear stained eyes. 'I will never be a wife much less yours,' she repeated in a terminal raspy but rather confident voice. He stared at her for a long time, internally simmering. The tension in the bedroom thickened greatly. Silence reigned as their stare down intensified. All in the room stood in trepidation, awaiting his eppy. 'Everyone,' he ordered in a calm yet jussive voice that betrayed the extremity of his anger. 'Out!' he finished. They all festinated out, skedaddling away as quickly as they could before anyone of them suffered from transfer of aggression. And when the door closed with a small click sound behind them, he drew her to him unexpectedly. 'You are mine,' he simply told her with surety before he lipped her. --- She knew nothing, except that she wanted out, away from him-the beast. She knew not what she wanted, especially with a damaged head and fragmented memories. But, she just knew that she wanted nothing -absolutely nothing- to do with the monster that always left her in perplexity. --- He wasn't what she thought he was. He was what she would never dream to think. He was a part of her and she was a part of him. He would never let her go. She must be there, with him, under his spell, wrapped around his thumb lest everything would go wrong. And if it did, he was the only person who could try, mean try to put it back in place. For with her, nothing wrong could ever be right.
OmaPhinaPhire · 58.9k Views

REBORN AS A HIGH ELF SLAVE

Look, I’ll be honest. My previous life was… pathetic. I worked myself to the bone, had zero love life, and my grand finale? I saved a woman from kidnappers, and she thanked me by stabbing me in the heart. (She panicked. Long story. It still hurts though). I thought that was the end. Game over. But then I woke up. The good news? I’m alive. The weird news? I have pointy ears. I’m a High Elf. The really bad news? I’m chained to a wall in a dungeon, smelling like wet dog and misery. Apparently, this body has been a slave for 10 years. I was ready to accept my fate as a punching bag for some nobles. But then, a beautiful, glowing blue box appeared in front of my face. [System Initialized] [Race: High Elf (Lifespan: Endless)] [Mana: 3000] [Skill Unlocked: Matter Manipulation] Wait, 3000 Mana? Matter Manipulation? Creating spells from scratch? The guards think I’m just another broken toy they can torture. They have no idea I just unlocked God Mode. It’s time to break these chains, wreck some nobles, and explore this new fantasy world. And since I died a virgin in my last life… I plan on enjoying everything this new world has to offer. Stay tuned to watch my journey in this high-fantasy world as I get stronger and break many women along the way. What to expect: OP Main Character: From slave to powerhouse at a moderate pace. LitRPG Elements: Stats, Skills, Crafting, and a System that practically looks like cheating, but it's not. Revenge: Bad guys get what they deserve. Brutally. R-18 Content: Yes, there will be smut. But not so much. Just enough to show the realism of this new world. (Detailed scenes, fantasy races, etc). Magic & Crafting: Using modern knowledge + magic to conquer the world. Support the Story & Read Ahead! Unlock Exclusive Access: 20-Chapter Head-Start on the public release! https://www.patreon.com/posts/instant-access-144074236?utm_medium=clipboard_copy&utm_source=copyLink&utm_campaign=postshare_creator&utm_content=join_link Access to Exclusive Character Art, lore, and much more. Discord Link: [https://discord.gg/2D7YUsma5s] To know about Further benefits, visit my Patreon page. [https://www.patreon.com/Visioner10]
Visioner10 · 49.7k Views

Fairy Wank

Lemmy Wink, a naked, winged fairy and sworn Solo-Hunter of the Heartland Continent, races across hundreds of miles under a hunter’s moon after sensing a violent disturbance in the mystic glades—one of the most vital and sacred regions of her world. Gifted with hypersensitive antennae and guided by duty to her king, Lemmy serves as a hidden guardian of nature, moving freely through the wilds with unmatched speed and instinct. As she reaches the glade, Lemmy feels the dense concentration of mana—the living byproduct of the continent’s life force—resonating with her own semi-dormant Core of Power. Like all fairies of her race, Lemmy was born with a latent core that can only be awakened through dangerous, fate-guided trials. The number of trials required determines a fairy’s ultimate potential, and Lemmy senses she is nearing a critical threshold in her own awakening. Her first trial is revealed in flashback: an unexpected encounter while feeding among moon-lilies, where Lemmy is ensnared by an intelligent, enchanted vine. What begins as a struggle for survival becomes a deeply destabilizing experience, overwhelming her senses and triggering her first uncontrolled mana flare. The snare proves less like a mindless trap and more like a deliberate test—one that drains her strength and binds her completely. The true architect of the trial soon appears: a mysterious human woman of immense presence and unsettling intent. Viewing Lemmy not as prey but as a long-awaited key, the woman claims the fairy and carries her away to a secluded cabin, speaking cryptically of an imminent “breakthrough.” As Lemmy is taken from the glade, she realizes her trial is far from over—and that her capture may be directly tied to the awakening of her core and the path she is destined to walk.
AirWalk_Zephyr · 6.9k Views

GOT/ASOIAF: I am Arthur Pendragon

For ten thousand years, the Kingdom of Britain has stood apart from the wars and ambitions of the known world. Ruled by the ancient line of Pendragon kings, Britain is a realm forged not by conquest, but by legend, its sovereignty guarded by sacred law, unmatched knights, arcane wisdom, and the eternal blade Excalibur. While empires rose and fell across Essos and Westeros, Britain endured, bound by a faith that forbids invasion and a creed that demands strength only in defense. From the First Men to the Age of Dragons, from the Doom of Valyria to the rise and fall of the Iron Throne, Britain has watched, negotiated, repelled, and survived. Kings knelt elsewhere. Britain never did. Now, as the Seven Kingdoms stand fractured beneath a new crown, old alliances stir, ancient bloodlines awaken, and the balance that kept Britain apart begins to shift. Legends long thought immutable may yet be tested—and the fate of Known world may hinge once more on the will of a Pendragon. ------------------------------------------------------------------ I have had this idea in my head for some time, so i decided to record it just in case. What to expect: first of all, I am still undergoing physical therapy so don't expect a steady supply of chapters. The mc will be overpowered because, Excalibur. it will be a harem story (confirmed: Dany, Marg, Myrcella, Sansa. Unconfirmed: Everyone else.) There will be R18 chapters and smut. possible pregnancy and kids in the middle of the story. expect a lot of hate for the faith and the citadel. yes, the mc will have a dragon (possibly a dragon with four legs and a set of wings) The mc is the same age of Jon snow. It will be fast paced. ---------------------------------------------------------------- READ THE FIRST CHAPTER FOR LORE ABOUT BRITAIN AND ITS 10,000 YEARS OF HISTORY.
WolF_KisSEd73 · 43.4k Views

Cultivation Starting from Devouring the Sect Leader

**Nova Solis** never asked to be reborn into a world of immortal cultivators and flying swords. Transmigrated with the worst spiritual veins imaginable, he waited for his golden finger—that cheat ability every reincarnator was supposed to receive. It never came. Nova was no genius. He couldn't comprehend techniques at a glance or reverse-engineer pill formulas. Back on Earth, he'd been painfully average. No scientific knowledge to revolutionize this world. No hidden talents. Just a regular guy with one peculiar trait: crippling OCD. At ten years old, he was sold to the **Black Tide Sect** as a lowly servant. His obsessive need for perfection—every surface polished to a mirror sheen, every grain of incense ash swept away—caught the sect's attention. Within a year, he was transferred to the **Empress's Palace**. That was three hundred years ago. When Nova finally broke through to the first stage of Qi Refining after decades of effort, his brain underwent a hardware upgrade—photographic memory, enhanced processing, perfect recall. But **the software was still dumb.** He could store information flawlessly but couldn't comprehend cultivation theories or derive insights. A supercomputer running a brick's operating system. Now, at 310 years old, Nova remains stuck at Qi Refining. His enhanced memory only reminds him, with perfect clarity, of every humiliation. His hair has turned white. His lifespan flickers like a dying candle. When death finally comes knocking, he requests an audience. The Empress promises to fulfill his dying wish—then vanishes back into her chamber to cultivate. Three centuries of patience. Three centuries of perfect service. Even a saint has limits. Nova storms the Sect Leader's sanctum, ready to unleash three hundred years of rage—only to find the Empress writhing on the floor. She's been practicing the forbidden **Primordial Yin-Yang Fusion Scripture** alone, and without Yang energy to balance her overwhelming Yin, she's entered demonic possession. Nova Solis looks down at the most powerful woman in the sect. A slow smile crosses his withered face. **"Sect Leader... allow this old servant to assist you in your cultivation."**
Sorion · 14.4k Views