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Trash Hero's SSS-Rank Harem: Corrupting Urban Beauties and MILFs

His name is Raven Lustre. And the universe fucked him from day one. Imagine this: You get isekai'd to a fantasy world. Finally, right? Your moment. Dragon slayers, demon kings, the whole power fantasy package. Except when everyone else rolled Dragon, Archangel, Titan—bloodlines so pure they could split mountains on day one—you got Incubus. 60% purity. The discount bin special. Not the "seduce and conquer" kind you read about in those masterpiece web novels. The "your pheromones are weaker than cologne" kind. The "you can't charm anyone stronger than you" kind. Which in a world where everyone else is a walking apocalypse? Means you can't charm anyone who matters. So while Gareth—the muscle-brained Titan hero—was bench-pressing boulders, and Astasia—the Holy Archangel with a body that belonged in a cathedral and a face she hid behind a helmet—was literally glowing with divine power, Raven was in the back. The strategist. The brain. The guy they kept around because someone had to think. And they hated him for it. Astasia called him trash. Disgusting. Bastard. Freak. Every curse word a noblewoman could learn, she threw at him like stones. He thought she despised him. Thought she saw him as the weakest link dragging down the hero party. Turns out? 89% favorability. She was a fucking tsundere. And he never knew. Never saw it. Because he was too busy surviving, too busy stealing quick fucks with noblewomen in hallways just to recharge his trash-tier powers, too busy being treated like a prostitute with a brain instead of a hero. Then there was Nyra. The cat-woman. Gareth's slave. The one Raven fucked in secret because that idiot was too busy drawing pictures of Astasia like a lovesick puppy. 96% favorability. The one who actually loved him. The one he promised to free. And he failed. An Incubus got who died at Hand of Succubus during their first Session. The End.
Idiocrat · 3.3k Views

Marvel: Rise of Heroes

In 2007, during an ordinary morning workout, Allens unexpectedly encountered an elderly Captain America. Only then did he realize that the timeline had already advanced toward Avengers: Endgame in 2023. But with the help of the "Heroes Rising" system as his golden finger, Allens quickly rose to fame in the Marvel universe, becoming increasingly powerful while the world around him continued to prosper. He gradually mastered countless abilities—perception of universal laws, psychokinesis, immortality through self-healing, precognition, shapeshifting, power replication, telepathy, illusions, manipulation of time and space, and elemental control over electricity, water, and fire. With these powers, Allens became a devil-like existence, feared across time and space. Avengers: “The great devil Allens has collected the abilities of every hero in 2012. Our timeline itself feels like it’s been hijacked!” Doctor Strange: “The great devil Allens has once again created a divergent timeline where New York was destroyed. In that reality, as early as 2008… New York was completely annihilated.” Thanos: “Damn it! That guy Allens actually tore into my mind and mastered all the powers of the Titans!” Disclaimer: This is Translation --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You can visit my Patreon page: Patreon.com/PhoeniXcel I upload 2 chapters daily on Patreon! There are 10+ advanced chapters available for you to read. Your support would be greatly appreciated.
Phoeni_Xcel · 801.9k Views

Weaves of Ashes

JAYDE Forged in the crucible of Xi Corporation’s labs, Jayde—once known only as SN1098—is a genetically engineered super soldier, her body honed to a razor's edge through decades of fighting humanity’s brutal wars. Her rebellion against her creators sparked a desperate battle for her people’s survival, only to end in betrayal and a fiery death on Crypso 3Q3U, her sacrifice shattering the corporate chains binding thousands of GESS lives. Yet death is not her end. Jayde awakens, impossibly, in the tortured body of a young girl on a strange world untouched by the technology she knew—no starships, no replicators, no blasters, only the primal pulse of magic. Bound to an ancient artifact pulsing with secrets, she must navigate a realm of powerful mages, mythical creatures, and lurking monsters, her old instincts clashing with the arcane forces now at her command. Her soul, scarred by battle and betrayal, carries a darkness that threatens to consume or redeem her as she carves a new path. REN Ren, the fierce demon king, stands as the last bulwark against his race’s extinction, his heart a furnace of primal fury. To save his people and halt the malevolent Zartonesh’s invasion of the realms, he must venture to the Lower Realm, where the Devil Wars first ignited. His fate entwines with a young woman—Jayde—whose soul, steeped in shadow, stirs the ancient beast within him. Her vast, untamed power could be the key to salvation or the doom of all he fights for, her presence a spark to his fire, a bond that could forge or shatter destinies. AN EPIC JOURNEY OF MAGIC AND REDEMPTION Jayde trades her blaster for a sword, stepping alone into a universe where magic hums like a Centauri war-chant, guided only by a mysterious artifact that whispers of forgotten truths. She journeys across dimensions, learning the art of spellcraft, forging alliances with unlikely companions, and facing enemies born of myth and nightmare. As she grapples with the darkness within her soul—a remnant of her past life’s pain and betrayal—she searches for her true-mate, a bond that could anchor or unravel her. Will she master the magic of this strange world and rise as its savior, or will the shadows she carries bring ruin to all she holds dear? WARNING: This tale unfolds as a slow-burning romance, weaving love and loss through a tapestry of magic, sacrifice, and defiance, as Jayde’s legacy burns brighter than any star. Author’s Note Hi everyone! A small heads-up before you dive in: I’m a new novelist, still learning, experimenting, and growing with every chapter I write. My stories tend to be long-winded, slow-burning, and very descriptive — I love painting the scenes in my head as vividly as possible, so sometimes I linger a little too long on the details. These are epic-length novels, full of worldbuilding, lore, and character depth, and while I do my best, they’re not professionally edited (yet!). You may spot the occasional typo, pacing oddity, or overly dramatic flourish — but I promise every word is written with passion, care, and love for the world and characters. Thank you for giving my story a chance, and for walking this journey with me
Tracy_Dunwoodie · 184k Views

He's MY Omega; Marked By The Alpha I Don't Know{BL}

Ethan's life was going well... sort of. With three months to his wedding and almost enough savings to finally quit his stripping job, everything seemed almost perfect… Till his fiancé suddenly dumps him, and he loses everything he's ever built... in the span of one week. Standing at the edge of a storybuilding, he's about to throw himself off to end the suffocating pain when he suddenly gets a call... for an interview with a high-ranking company he never applied to. A company under the renowned Alpha Aurelian Vale. The S-tier Alpha who would change his life forever, and just may be tied to Ethan's present and past in more ways than he could even begin to imagine. The Alpha he THINKS he doesn't know. ******* "Why should I trust you? Isn't playing games the core of your business? Everything is a game to you. Even this... "He says, and I step closer to him... pushing myself against him, as I see fear return to his eyes. "You don't know me, Ethan. "I remind him, and I watch the anger in his eyes melt into stubbornness. "And you also don't know me, Mr. Aurelian! "He retorts, and I smirk. That's the Ethan I like. Feisty. "But I do know you. "I say, and he visibly gulps as beads of sweat begin to form across his forehead. "You're impulsive, stubborn, and daring. You are broken and hurting inside, but you mask all that pain with a smile. Never really healing from them, but burying them. Praying the day doesn't come when they rise from their graves. Your humour is your defence mechanism. It makes you feel stronger when you're intimidated or scared. "I continue, and his jaw drops as he gawks at me. I lean in closer to him, enjoying the heat of the proximity, as I drop low enough for my lips to brush against his ear, and his delicate orchid scent fills my lungs. "Am I wrong? "I question him, and he just blinks back. Visibly stunned by my words. I smile in satisfaction at him before stepping away from him, and once again I hit the emergency stop button. "I know you better than you think, Ethan. The sooner you understand this, the better. "I add before reaching for a cigar in my breast pocket and lighting it. I know it's against the rules, but I don't care. "You might want to cover that. "I say, pointing at the bulge in his pants, and he immediately turns red as he tries to drag his shirt down to cover it. Just then, the elevator doors open, and I smirk as people pour into the elevator, looking between Ethan and me. I see the stink eyes I get because of the cigar in my hand, but I only step out of the elevator because of the infant I see a mother carrying. As I leave Ethan behind, I send him a text. *Meet me in the car.*
Blue_Bird_4500 · 38.6k Views

MILF System: Spending Money On Mature Women For 100% Rebate!

Jaeho Han's father was his hero. A man built like Hercules who worked multiple jobs to give his kids the education he never had. But after the twins were born, the workload became too much. His father's health deteriorated silently, refusing help, hiding his condition even from his wife. He died when Jaeho was thirteen, leaving behind a grief-stricken mother who could barely look at her children without drowning in guilt. She lasted four years before she disappeared. At seventeen, Jaeho became the sole guardian of his five-year-old twin sisters, Jia and Serin. He worked multiple jobs like his father before him, scraping by on scholarship and sheer willpower. School became a nightmare—bullied for being poor, for being an orphan, for being a year older than everyone else due to his late admission due to making sure his sisters' education came first. But he endured it all without fighting back, because one wrong move meant losing everything. The debt piled up. ₩737,500,000. Over $500,000. Loan sharks circling. Bills suffocating him. He smiled for his sisters every day, but at night, he was drowning. One morning, desperate and broken, he helped a recently divorced woman at his laundromat job. She couldn't pay but promised to refund him once her banking app stops acting up, so he transferred his last ₩50,000 to help pay for whatever it was she wanted. Hopefully, it would return with a nice tip. A cyan screen appeared in his peripherals. [Ding!] [Cashback system activation requirement met!] [System binding in progress...!] [System successfully linked!] [Spent ₩50,000. 2X critical hit. Earned ₩100,000. The money has been transferred to account XXX-XXX-XXX] [Spent at least ₩50,000 on a lewd item for a MILF. Received 1 lottery ticket. Do you want to use it?] [YES][NO] "Wait, lewd item?" Jaeho questioned before looking at the woman with suspicion. For the first time in five years, Jaeho could breathe. But the system wasn't done with him yet. Every won he spent on mature, lonely women came back multiplied His father told him that as long as you keep moving forward, things will work out. Jaeho's about to find out just how far forward he can go. --------- Content Tags → Smut / R18+ → Harem, Comedy, Slice of life → System-Elements → Slightly towards Netori [Mc stealing and using others wife] → No Yuri → No Netorase / Yaoi / BL → System + Worldbuilding Driven
User_Name_Triple · 10.7k Views