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Breeding Bull: When Husbands Beg Me to Carry On Their Bloodline

“You have to do it, brother.” Tim’s voice was low—almost pleading. Kell froze, both hands still gripping the wooden handle of the scythe. At his feet, freshly cut barley lay scattered, releasing the thick, earthy scent of torn stalks into the warm air. Just moments ago, they had worked in silence—nothing but the steady rhythm of labor, the soft scrape of metal through grain, the distant lowing of cattle. Now this. Kell slowly turned his head. Tim was staring at him with an expression Kell had never seen before. Not anger. Not shame. Something heavier. Like a man asking another to shoulder a burden that would crush him if he carried it alone. “Brother,” Tim said again, firmer this time. “You have to.” Kell’s mind stalled. 'Do what?' His mouth moved before his thoughts could catch up. “Bro… what the fu—” Tim cut him off, words spilling out in a rush, as if once spoken they could never be taken back. “Tonight. You need to be with her. Your sister-in-law.” The world tilted. Kell felt it—a sharp lurch in his stomach, as though the ground itself had shifted beneath his feet. “…What?” Tim didn’t look away. He didn’t laugh. He didn’t hesitate. “I need you to spend the night with her, little brother.” The scythe slipped from Kell’s fingers and struck the soil with a dull thud. ----- Kell wakes up in another body—one that shares his name, but nothing else. Now Kell Feldren, he finds himself reborn as a young man of marriageable age in a nameless village near the Red Serpent Barony. While adjusting to peasant life and helping the man who is now his elder brother, Kell is suddenly asked a question he never expected—and has absolutely no idea how to answer. In his past life, he was a lifelong virgin armed only with a master’s degree from Corn University, not experience in love, marriage, or rural customs. Things only get stranger from there. Through a twist of fate, misunderstanding, and village logic that makes no sense to him, Kell ends up associated with a breeding bull—not metaphorically, but literally. Wherever he goes, people look at him with the same calculating eyes they reserve for prized livestock, as if he himself were part of the breeding stock. Caught between modern sensibilities and a world with very different values, Kell must survive embarrassment, expectation, and absurdity in a life that refuses to treat him like a normal human being.
Vex_Rowan · 7.3k Views

Abyssal Chronicles

In the northern part of the world, a long-standing battle between various races and the demon race has finally reached its end. The Demon Lord, a figure with black hair, red eyes, rules from her obsidian palace, having repeatedly defeated the Goddess, the strongest being in the world. However, she refrains from killing her, knowing she will only be reborn to lead another attack. As the goddess kneels before her, badly injured and helpless, the sounds of explosions echo outside, signaling the imminent victory of the alliance. Despite her immense power, the demon lord acknowledges the demon's overall weakness compared to humans and the Alliance. The development of fighting energy and mana has allowed ordinary humans to fight demons, leading to the demon army's defeat. Aware of the Alliance's intent to enslave the abyssal demon, the Demon Lord decides to cast a forbidden spell that will cost her life. As the Alliance forces storm the palace, they hesitate upon sensing the spell's energy. The Demon Lord vows to resist and be reborn to save her people. Meanwhile, the goddess reflects on the demon lord's past treatment of her and acknowledges her respect and dedication to her people. As the demon lord prepares to cast the spell, the goddess asks if she can abandon her plan and live freely. However, demon lords are duty-bound to restore the demon race's glory and protect her people. Understanding the demon lord's resolve, the goddess readies her sword, intending to clash with the demo lord's forbidden spell. The resulting explosion creates a mushroom cloud, marking the end of the conflict and the start of a new era. The Demon Lord and the Goddess become historical figures, their stories occasionally told. ----- All names, places, deities, and mythological references in this work are entirely fictional. They are not intended to represent or reference any real-world religion, culture, spiritual belief, or existing mythos. Any resemblance to actual events, names, people (living or deceased), or religious figures—past or present—is purely coincidental. This is a work of imagination, and all elements within it exist solely for the purpose of fictional storytelling.
Hail_The_loli · 2.5m Views

Tokyo's Romeo

Reborn in modern Tokyo, Kuroha Akira comes back with exactly zero cheat abilities, zero morals, and zero motivation. His life goal is simple and noble: lie flat forever. Unfortunately, lying flat costs money—and working? Absolutely not. Since no elegant, rich onee-san is lining up to keep him, Akira pivots to a more long-term investment strategy: Find future rich girls. Raise them. Optimize favorability. Cash out dividends later. Think of it as angel investing—except the startups are people, the currency is affection, and the exit strategy is becoming a full-time kept man. This is Akira’s personal life hack: “Favorability is just an emotional stock market.” As long as he can manipulate emotional trends, hedge risks across multiple “portfolios,” and prevent any single relationship from crashing the whole system… A life of being financially supported until death is statistically achievable. Our slogan: “Lie flat. Rot slowly. Let someone else pay the bills.” *** But reality, as always, drops an unexpected patch update. Breaking News: The long-missing legendary entrepreneur and investor Kuroha Akira has been rescued after years of captivity. The prime suspects? Several women he maintained “complicated emotional positions” with during his high school era. Footage from the rescue scene captures Akira muttering in disbelief: “Why… I drained so much money… …and her favorability went up instead of crashing?!” *** His life ultimately proves two immutable truths: Emotional markets are more volatile than crypto. Being a kept man always comes with hidden costs. *** Disclaimer: Yes, this is a harem story. No, these heroines are not mentally normal. Proceed at your own emotional risk.
Shunsuke_Uchiha · 60.8k Views

Star Wars Rebels: A Gray Tale

SW Legends + Canon AU ____ Alex was a software dev by day and a gamer by night, until he woke up in a galaxy far, far away. He was stuck in the scrawny seven-year-old body of Ezra Bridger, right after the Empire arrested his parents for being rebels. Talk about terrible respawn timing. Now he's trapped on Lothal, starving, powerless, and eight long years away from the Ghost crew ever showing up. Meanwhile, Darth Sidious and Vader are out there collecting skulls, and Alex knows exactly how short the average lifespan of Force-sensitives can be. Running for the rest of his life? No thanks. He refuses to be just another street rat scrambling to survive in his second chance. If he was going to be a space wizard, he was going to be the strongest one. Period. His pursuit of power led him to a single, forbidden question: one that the Jedi and Sith alike would kill to bury forever. What if midi-chlorians (the very things that connect everyone to the Force) could be extracted, stolen, ripped from another's body and made your own? Some people call that heresy. He calls it survival, and maybe, if he plays this right, something a whole lot more. Because why settle for your birthright when you can absorb someone else's. ____ VOLUME 1: The Prequel is completed. Tags: Slice-of-Life, Character-Driven, Slow-Start, R18+, Ecchi, Original Characters. VOLUME 2: Tales of Gray is ongoing. Tags: Dark, Action, Adventure, Pyschological, R18+ (Tags would be added as story progresses. Reader's are open to suggest tags as author's braincells are busy working on writing chapter's for them.) ------- Join discord to gain access to exclusive character images, in-story illustrations, and early announcements: https://discord.gg/Um8NDAJ35u Join in on patreon for advanced chapters(please check latest chapters for current situation of advanced chapters) https://www.patreon.com/AbstractoX ___ Author's Heart-to-Heart Rant: I noticed an utter fucking lack of star wars rebel fanfic on this site, which is honestly so utterly dissappointing. I wanted to really read one fanfic where Ezra is the MC, and so I ended up writing one instead. Please give it a try and tell me your thoughts The plan sit to have this book be a part of the saga that would go on covering the best of star wars from all media chronologically viable to be involved in the fanfic, including but not limited to web series, games, comics and movies. The world is an mix of OG Star Wars, Disney Continuity (Other than those god-forsaken sequels I refuse to accept as canon) and LEGEND Continuity. The weak-to-strong tag is for the whole story, not just this prequel volume. Adios!
Abstracto · 1.9m Views

FREE USE in Primitive World

[Epic Fantasy]+[Civilization Building]+[Racial Wars]+ [Gods]+[God Slayer]+[Thousands of Races]+[WeakToStrong]+[OP MC]+ [Unique Power System]+[Exciting Storyline]+[No Sharing]+[No Yuri]+[Optional Smut] After dying while gooing for 20 straight hours, he unexpectedly (or expectedly) wakes up in a primitive world, where humanity is still in the tribal era, and lives as Hunter and Gatherer, barely surviving from prehistoric beasts. But in this savage land, one thing was missing. ​Here, the concept of pleasure is nonexistent. Sex is nothing more than a cold, mechanical duty performed in silence, purely for the sake of survival. There is no passion. No blushing. No gasps of ecstasy. ​Until him. ​He awakens with a chaotic, forbidden gift: The Power of Free Use. ​With a single thought, he can shatter their biological conditioning. He can command the absolute sexual surrender of any woman he sets his eyes on, rewriting their reality. ​So, naturally, he doesn't hesitate. He embarks on a crusade to corrupt this innocent world. ​No woman is off-limits. ​From the sultry, unspoken curves of his own Aunt, to the voluptuous Milf next door who never understood her own heat. From the untouched, pristine Healers, to the fierce Huntresses who need to be tamed. ​Even the highest authorities aren’t safe. The Village Chief’s proud wife… and her sheltered daughter? They are just waiting to be broken in. ​In a world that knows only survival, he is about to teach them the true meaning of pleasure But... is this world really that simple? And is this Free Use really just limited to women or it's just a trailer? As he delved deeper into this world of unlimited wonders, he uncovers a stunning revelation: the world he inhabits that is several times bigger than our earth, is nothing but a tiny island, a mere speck in a vast, sprawling expense of millions of other much bigger islands, let alone those magical continents. A savage realm where creation hasn’t yet decided what should live and what should die. Here, the skies are split by dragons before dragons had names, and the ground trembles under titans older than the concept of gods. This world is not your fairy tale… In this world walked the *firsts*… the original templates, the prototypes of every species that would one day populate the multiverse. Inhabited by the primordial and most powerful forms of every race and species imaginable: There are Primordial Elves, tall and unblemished, their bloodlines so pure that later generations look like cheap knockoffs. There are Elemental Lords, beings of living fire, storm, and stone… the kind of creatures that didn’t “control” nature but were nature. Mountains walked, rivers spoke, and the wind itself had moods. The skies are home to Mythical Beasts… creatures out of nightmares and dreams, some so vast they blotted out the sun when they moved.... creatures that would shrink into legends elsewhere, but here, they still rule And somewhere, above it all, were the Gods. Not the pretty, moralized ones from scripture. These are the originals… raw concepts given flesh and ego. Divinity here wasn’t worshipped… it was survived. Everything in this world is either a predator, a prey, or both. A truly savage world where survival is not a right but a miracle, and every sunrise is a declaration of defiance. And into this world… arrives a man who died mid-goon. So, how will our MC navigate this dangerous world, where even the weather has a body count? a wrong step could mean extinction of a whole race, and will he really be able to achieve his dream of having a harem of every intelligent race. [kinks] [fetishes] [Smart Mc] [Overpowered] [Stone age][Myths] [Mythical Creatures] [Divine Wars] *** This is an epic fantasy disguised as a Smut novel. And since it's a smut, initial chapters will be a bit Smut focused but afterwards it's pure story, action, adventures and a bit of Smut.
Moanarch · 1.6m Views