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【 Warning: Mature Content R-18 】 Jack stumbles upon an app that grants him the power to charm any woman he desires. He starts by seducing secretaries, making them beg for his cock. He then moves on to underworld bosses, fucking them senseless and leaving them panting for more. His charm extends to political leaders, who become putty in his hands, eager to please him in every way. He doesn't stop there; he seduces wives and aunts, making them his willing women, ready to fulfill his every dirty fantasy. Jack takes on pornstars, turning them into his personal fuck toys. He unleashes his wildest, most depraved desires on them, making them scream with pleasure and pain. His journey is one of unbridled lust and power, where no woman can resist his charm. Jack's SUDIX App Profile: Name: Jack Age: 25/85 (Extra life: $1 million/year) Height: 6'2" Attributes: Stamina: 10 (Maximum) Endurance: 10 (Maximum) Charm: 10 (Maximum) Abilities: Fiery Eyes Ability: This ability allows the user (often depicted in fictional contexts) to visualize sensitive points on women's bodies, revealing areas that may elicit heightened responses or sensations. Conception Control Ability: The power to intentionally decide whether a woman gets pregnant during sexual intercourse. Body Manipulation: Can stretch his body parts and increase his penis size and thickness by two, three, or four times. The Healer: Possesses the ability to manipulate his body fluids, such as saliva, urine, semen, and blood, transforming them into potent healing agents capable of mending injuries and restoring health. Lust Demon: Grants the user the power to make any woman surrender completely after one encounter if they ejaculate inside her.[This Ability also has some hidden functions ] Women: (Count of women who are under his spell) Enjoy the ride; it's going to be a wild one! Scenes Included: First-Time Intimate Encounters Passionate Shower and Bath Scenes Anal Play and Intercourse Squirting and Water Play Scenes Outdoor and Forbidden Encounters Sneaky, Hidden, and Secretive Sex Moments Mother and Daughter Forbidden Scenes Exciting New Chapters! 1 Chapter Released Daily Get Ready to Dive Into the World of "Milf Hunter"! You Can Join Me on Discord https://discord.gg/cNazpAgZvt

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ ONLY. Contains explicit smut, omegaverse, knotting, and mpreg.] "Fuck, still so tight." That's the first thing I hear after dying. Not a heavenly choir, not a wise guide explaining the mechanics of reincarnation, just a voice like dark honey and broken glass, breath scorching hot against my neck, and a body that absolutely isn't mine rolling its hips back like it has no objections whatsoever to what's happening to it. I have objections, so many objections. My body has apparently decided to hold a separate meeting without me. I was twenty-eight, overworked to the point of literal death, and had never so much as kissed anyone seriously. None of that seems to matter to the omega body I've just woken up in.. currently making desperate, broken sounds into expensive silk sheets, trembling around a knot that shouldn't feel this good, this full, this.. right, while my actual mind is still standing in the corner going what the fuck, WHAT THE FUCK??? By the time I finally see his face, it's far too late for dignity. Gray eyes cold as a winter storm, features sharp enough to cut, the kind of beautiful that doesn't ask permission before it ruins you. It gets so much worse when I learn his name. Wuchen Bael, my sister's fiance, the man who looked me dead in the eye afterward and said, without blinking.. "Round two?" And I haven't even gotten to the part where I find out I'm pregnant.

"Oh... Daddy..." I moaned in loss, while he monitored my body's reaction with terrifying focus. He leaned his head toward my ear and whispered with a voice full of promise: "Do you think you're finished, Julie? Tonight, I'm going to make you scream my name until your voice loses the ability to come out... I'm going to teach you what it means to belong to me." His fingers moved inside me with devilish skill; he inserted two fingers together deep into my pussy, opening them and moving them with a delicious cruelty, while his thumb ground my clit in fast, frantic circular motions. "Daddy... I'm going to squirt again... please!" I screamed in a daze, feeling the fourth ecstasy exploding from the depths of my womb and crawling toward my limbs like a wildfire. Robert didn't ease the pressure; instead, he increased the speed of his fingers inside me until the fourth shudder hit me like a hurricane. My body stiffened completely, my back arching until I almost broke, and I let out a long, resounding scream as I began to squirt my fluids profusely like never before. My fluids were gushing out, drenching his hand and the marble of the vanity, while his fingers were still inside me, increasing the violence of the ecstasy and making it last even longer. I was panting like a madwoman, my eyes clouded and seeing nothing, while Robert watched my collapse with a cold, triumphant smile. He didn't withdraw his fingers immediately; instead, he let me shudder as I reached my peak. Then, he leaned toward me and whispered in my ear in a husky voice: "Four times, Julie... and your body is still begging for more from Daddy, isn't it?" ___________________ I'm Julie Michael I went with my father to a luxurious restaurant in New York, but I never left with him.My father sold me to a mafia king who owns a VIP club that rents out girls only to politicians and celebrities. On a lower floor of a world that doesn’t exist on any map, The girls are imprisoned in royal suites, prepared solely to please the clients, with no hope of escape. I was sold to Robert Cross, a billionaire who buys people for the joy of breaking them.But I refuse to break under his hands. In Robert Cross’s world, everything has a price tag. I was his most expensive purchase, and I intend to be his most dangerous mistake. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - "You bought my body, but you will not buy my submission," Julie spat. Robert leaned in, his voice a dark hiss: "Commodities don't need to like their masters, Julie... It’s enough that I took a liking to you and bought you, sweetheart." ______________ Adult content only Dark Romance Twisted

*Please, read this till the end; Trust me, this is a unique smut-romance, dark fantasy, and epic adult story. When Benjamin Mark dies a lonely virgin after a lifetime of work and illness, mischievous gods grant him a steamy second chance in the fantasy world of Elyndor. Reborn with a handsome new body, infinite stamina, and a cheeky System designed to help him “enjoy life,” Benjamin stumbles into the hidden paradise of Verdant Spire—an ancient forest enclave inhabited solely by fierce, voluptuous Amazon warriors. These proud women, who normally venture out only to seek temporary mates, have never allowed a man to live among them… until now. Rescued and claimed by the passionate scout Sara, Benjamin quickly discovers that his arrival is seen as a divine gift. With the System unlocking tantalizing new abilities with every intimate encounter, he becomes the cherished center of an eager, all-female tribe—from attentive warriors to the commanding Queen herself. In a village where strength, beauty, and desire rule, one reincarnated man is about to fulfill every unspoken regret of his past life… one breathless night at a time. A sinful isekai harem fantasy of reincarnation, endless stamina, and the ultimate male wish-fulfillment. There's some Yuri in some chapters. I made sure to tag the chapters where I suddenly add some trope. The bonus chapters are where I dive deeper into some plots, and exploring world building, without slowing down the main story. Skip it if you only want Benjamin's journey, because there you might find flashbacks of other characters and history, which could include gore, NTR for other characters, or other things concerning the world building. Readers who skip bonuses still get the exclusive pure harem/power fantasy ride, while those who read them, who like the entire plot above smut, get richer side stories. I repeat, do not spend coins on bonus chapters if you only want Benjamin's journey and power fantasy. If you want a whole epic saga, then dive into the bonuses too and enjoy the story. Core harem (Amazons who love/claim the MC, fairies like Clay who confess, sluts who abandon old lives for him) stays 100% loyal—no desires elsewhere, and no cheating. That's the promise I made. If you're looking for 100% exclusive loyalty from the actual love interests, it's all there—no worries. I appreciate the support from everyone enjoying the ride! Note; The Author is a super nice person. If you want to drop reasonable suggestions or advise, they're open. But please note; if you insult, abuse, or accuse them, they will defend themselves. Some folks literally pop up and say horrible stuff because the story was not THEIR story. Please, let us coexist in peace. I love peace. But if it's war, though we'll not like it, yeah; come abuse the Author.

I've been sick ever since I can remember. My dad's a drunk prick, and he doesn't treat my mom very well. My girlfriend cheated on me with my best friend, because she figures I'm going to die soon anyways. They all do. Hell, they're probably right. I've been to countless doctors, and they can't figure out what is wrong with me aside from the fact that my body is slowly shutting down. I don't have any friends anymore. My dad doesn't allow me home anymore, and apparently, I'm not even their real son. That was a real kick in the teeth. Only my mom tries to talk to me still, but there's always hell to pay if my dad catches her. At this point, I've accepted my end, and I wish it would just hurry up. At least, that's what I told myself, until I came across a new fuzzy little friend that would change my entire life. My name is Elias Crosse, and my tale is about get crazy. Notes: This story features an OP MC, so power development and growth isn't really present for him, although there is some. A lot of the growth mainly comes from other characters, and features a focus on said characters. Elias is also not someone who puts up with other character's bullshit, and routinely puts them in their place. I am tired of the trope of characters hiding their powers, or letting other characters walk all over them and theirs because they are not strong enough to do anything. I don't exactly know how to describe my story in terms of a genre. It has action, it has slice of life, and it has romance. There is no fade to black, and I can be very descriptive. This is also a HAREM story. If you don't like that kind of thing, you will not upset me by not reading it. I'd prefer you didn't, honestly. I have been fixing, updating, and changing somethings for consistency, to improve the story, the grammar and errors, and for things to make more sense. Some things may change, as this is a work in progress. The more I write, the better I feel I am becoming. I just write, and I have the ideas of where I am going in my head, but other than that, I just write the story as I see fit. As such, I forget some things, I miss somethings, and most often, some ideas in my head get jumbled together and it ends up not making sense some times. I am working to correct that as best as I can.

“You must bear a child, Celia. what good is a woman who isn’t a mother? What good is an empty womb?” “Especially when it’s a foreign womb, like yours…” It’s not an easy life when you’re watched month after month, when all the blame is placed at your feet for your young husband having no heir. Celia Devon Tralhamir, Crown Princess of Havietten, waits every month with hope mingled with fear. A child will secure her future. But it will also bind her for life to a husband she neither loves or respects, who refuses to see her abilities. Is that what she wants? Is she content to prioritise security over happiness, and be a wordless decorative vessel all her life? Or is she brave enough to try to forge her own path and seize fulfilment on her own terms? Even in a society that cannot recognise individual brilliance in a mere woman. A sequel to the WEBNOVEL book “Earning the Love of a Princess”, this novel follows another woman born into the Royal House of Devon, trying to fight the confines that threaten to stifle her happiness.

With even swarms of beautiful women around him, Rick was still single. No girl, woman, MILF or even some grandma was interested in a dull, poor boy like him. They didn't even pay attention to his existence. But everything changed when a drunk old, homeless guy with whom he shared his beer drove the infamous truck-kun into him and sent him flying to his death. As he lost consciousness, Rick wanted to beat the shit out of bloody bastard. The ungrateful deadbeat killed him even though he shared his beer with him. what a Bastard! But when he woke up, he had a surprise waiting.

« MATURE CONTENT » “Villains aren’t born, they’re made...blah...blah...” Cute quote. Stick it on your Tumblr header next to your anime pfp. You boys love your villain stories, don’t you? You want carnage. Chaos. Control. You want a dark throne, a cold smirk, and a woman kneeling at your feet begging for mercy. But you? You don’t want to lift a damn finger. You’ll cheer for the villain as he kills a god, but cry when he gets betrayed. You call it “plot armor” when the hero survives—but call it “art” when the villain does the impossible. You’re not fans of villains. You’re fetishists. You want the violence, but not the silence after it. You want domination, but not the burden of being hated. You want power, but only if the story forgives you for it. You don’t read these stories to understand evil. You read them because you think you're too good to win the normal way. “Villains don’t play fair.” Exactly. That’s why you love them. Because you wouldn’t last a day in a world where strength mattered and excuses didn’t. You don’t want a villain’s life. You want his results. You want to watch him burn the world for a woman. But you’d cry if a girl left you on read. So tell me— What exactly are you rooting for? At least unlike you, I support heroes—the ones with boobs. You know the type. Tits squeezed into latex, thighs tight in spandex, preaching virtue with cum-drunk eyes the moment they fall into my arms but always end up screaming my name instead. She flies above cities, saving lives like it’s her job. But at night? She crashes into my arms, trembling, moaning, clawing at my back like I’m the only real thing she’s ever touched. Her cape drops before her guard does. But I don't need to tear it off. She hands it over herself—bit by bit, kiss by kiss, lie by beautiful lie. You ever felt a heroine's breath hitch in your ear as she begs you to stop pretending you're the bad guy? Ever watched the symbol of hope ride you like you're the last man left after the world ended? That's not conquest. That’s devotion, baby. Unfiltered. Undeniable. And the irony? They fall the hardest. Because no villain ever tried to understand them. No hero ever dared to see past the shine and into the ache beneath. But I do. I whisper into the cracks of their perfection. I plant kisses where they hide their pain. I fuck them where they forget to wear their strength. And when they break—when their moans turn to prayers, when their strength melts into submission— That’s when I rise. I’m not just some brooding misfit out for revenge, or a misunderstood loner sitting around hoping for a shot at redemption. I’m not a villain. I’m the SUPERVILLAIN—the kind your heroines moan for when the cameras are off and the capes are crumpled on my floor. Chapter Updates: 2 chapters per day (unspecified until a fix update time is decided) Bonus Chapters: +2 Extra chapters (350+ coin gifts) +4 Extra chapters (1005+ coin gift) +6 Extra chapters (2005+ coin gift)

[WARNING!!! 18+ CONTENT. Contains language, Scenes, and life choices your grandma wouldn’t approve of. and the MC is an utter scumbag.... period. so bugger off, if you want good moral Main character.] Questions? character image? NSFW? click the Discord LINK below: https://discord.gg/yrnQskUgPF I was supposed to be a background character. A half-incubus “mid-boss” destined to get cut down by the hero’s holy sword. No future. No plot armor. Just hunger gnawing at my soul and the promise of an ugly death. Then my bloodline awakened. [High incubus bloodline awakened] Now the viscount's wife gasps my name behind locked doors. The nuns insists that “purifying me” requires a very hands-on ritual. And the empress herself? Let’s just say her crown isn’t the only thing she drops when I’m around. I didn’t plan this. I only wanted to survive. But every time I seduce, every time I corrupt, every time another goddess-like beauty begs me for more… my ambition grows further. The hero thinks I’m just another stepping stone. The gods call me a mistake. But the women of the empire? They’re starting to call me something else. Their salvation. Their obsession. Their sin. I was meant to die forgotten. Instead, I’m about to turn this whole empire into my harem… one f*ucking moan at a time.

When he was presented as an omega, Eugene left his home to escape his father’s discriminatory ass. After years, he finally got his life together despite having a child out of a random and whimsical one-night stand with a stranger and raising his daughter as a single parent. A production house even offered to turn his award-winning short story into a featured drama. Under his friend’s persuasion and the need to save money for her daughter’s future education, he agreed to this plan and attended the meeting with the producer. But… “Why is there an alpha here?” “Why? Are you the type of omega who can’t stand alphas?” “That’s…” …not true—was what he wanted to say. The problem was…the alpha in front of him was the father of his daughter, and…that alpha didn’t know anything about it! With a mix of fluster and a high ego, Eugene replied harshly. “Yes.” And thus, a string of misunderstandings started as Eugene tried his hardest to hide the little carbon copy of the alpha, while said alpha tried his hardest to follow the traces of scents his memory kept conjuring whenever he was in Eugene’s proximity. The memory of a man he desperately wanted to identify but couldn’t due to his neurological disorder. A thrilling and romantic hide and seek with a child in the balance!

Surviving a foiled assassination attempt by a Shadow ninja, Kazuo embarks on a quest for vengeance, fueled by the tragic loss of his wife. Set twenty years after the ending of book one, the sequel finally concludes Kazuo's story in an epic showdown between Light and Dark. Be a part of the vengeance community: https://linktr.ee/kazuoinazuma Trigger Warning: Graphic violence, adult language, suicide and sexual situations.

[WARNING: MATURE EXPLICIT CONTENT R18] Rex Rexilion was a scumbag piece of shit—and he knew it. He was a bully. A serial heartbreaker. A man who laughed at consequences and crushed others for fun. When death finally claimed him, Rex expected hell. Instead, he woke up in another world. A cruel, lawless fantasy realm where heroes are hypocrites, gods are bored, and morality is just another currency. Before Rex could even process his reincarnation, a system appeared before his eyes to help him get stronger through his desire. [Desire Authority System Activated.] [Objective: Harvest desire from all womens you can get.] The rules were simple and ridiculous: the deeper the desire of MILFs, GILFs, and, VIRGINS, the stronger Rex would become. All of his strength, skills, titles, even fate itself would bend to him as long as he continued indulging in temptation. To Rex, it sounded less like a curse and more like a joke. A joke he was very willing to play along with. Armed with shameless charm, villainous intelligence, and a system that grew stronger the more morally questionable his actions became, Rex carved a path of chaos through kingdoms and noble houses alike. Seduction replaced swords. Manipulation replaced honor. And laughter followed wherever disasters unfolded. Heroes hunted him. Churches condemned him. Empires whispered his name with fear and fascination. Yet Rex never pretended to be a savior. “Villain?” he would scoff. “No. I’m just honest about my desires.” As wars ignited over affection and alliances collapsed over whispered promises, Rex Rexilion rose, not as a hero, but as something far more dangerous: A villain who understands desire better than gods. In this world, righteousness will fall. And Rex will laugh as it burns. ---------------------------- [LOTS OF IMMERSIVE SMUTS SCENES WITHOUT REPETITIVE!] [NO NETORARE! NO YURI! ] [STRONG NETORI AND SMART MC] What to expect: No NTR, No Yuri, No Yandere/Tsundere, A lot of Netori where MC steals someone's girl, pure villain MC, and LARGE harem MC is not a simp as well Tags: R-18 | Mature | Adult | Smut | Large | Impregnation | Harem | Ecchi | Hentai | NSFW | Netori | Blowjob |Anal | Sex | Threesome | Foursome | Moresome | Hardcore | Feet | Thicc | Milf | Gilf | Virgin | Choking | Out doors | Humiliation | Nymph| Bdsm | Fetish | Every Fantasy Creature | Action | Handsome MC | Overpowered and Smart MC | Pure Villain | Comedy | Dark | and many more... Discord: https://discord.gg/fD38nPykq7

[Warning: Mature Content R-18] Lots of Melons. Only NTR Netori - No Netorare. Join my discord here for NSFW character images- https://discord.gg/AdUqcjxSMy Alex was nineteen, a college student, and apparently the universe decided to curse him… with a system. [MILF Paradise System Activated] [Notification: Nearby MILF detected] [Alert: Desire levels rising] [Ding! System online] What can Alex do now, except breed every MILF he comes across? Every MILF in his neighborhood was hopelessly drawn to him. Every glance, every brush of skin, every accidental touch made them want… more. And trust him, more was exactly what they were going to get. He got caught hooking up with his neighbor’s wife because of it. His parents kicked him out. And now? He was moving into the ultimate hotspot for horny, desperate MILFs: the infamous MILF Apartments. With the system buzzing in his head constantly, every MILF he met was a temptation he couldn’t ignore. Every encounter was a test of control… though control was the last thing he had. From the blonde bombshell next door in her soft maxi dress, to the yoga instructor with a killer ass… he was living in a paradise of desire. The system wasn’t subtle. It was relentless. It was teasing him. It was daring him. And it was making sure he was constantly… busy. Welcome to the MILF Paradise System.

Bonus tags: No NTR, No Yuri, Large Harem, Kingdom Building, Comedy, Progression, No Polyamory. Ryan, a programmer who had always been a failure with women and, because of his job, never had time for dating due to constant workplace exploitation. One month before the release of his company’s most ambitious RPG, he decided to take revenge by adding a secret “bug” to the game. A hidden skill called Debt. Every time the support character healed or buffed a heroine, a mandatory debt was generated. An order that had to be fulfilled. And if it wasn’t claimed, the skill would execute it automatically. The company discovered the code and punished him by forcing him to work without pay to fix it. Exhausted and on the verge of collapse, Ryan dies of a heart attack before he can remove the bug. But he awakens inside the game. Now he inhabits the body of the Rank B support in a party of Rank S heroines… and the Debt skill is still active. Ryan will have a significant advantage, because not only will he gain the normal experience and rewards from leveling up, but he will also receive the additional rewards granted by the Debt skill. With an advantage no one else possesses, Ryan must decide: Will he become a tyrant who manipulates his companions? Or will he use that power to survive, protect them, and become the only support capable of reaching S-Class hero rank? Because this time, he won’t let anyone exploit him again.

[18+ Mature Content] [Gore] [Epic Fantasy] [Ultimate Anarchy Guide][Throne Usurping Manual] [Leadership Guide] [How To Start A Cult Guide] [Kingdom Building] [Large Scale Wars] [No Sharing] [No Yuri][No NTR] Dennis died the way he lived, slumped over his computer in his mother’s basement, surrounded by junk food, unfinished games, and a life that never went anywhere. A failure until the very end, his story should have ended with judgment and a quiet descent into the afterlife. But something interfered. Before his soul could be processed, his trial was intercepted by the Greater Kobold, the universal deity of the Kobold race, a fading god whose people stood on the brink of extinction. Instead of judgment, Dennis was given an offer. Not redemption. Not forgiveness. Power. He was offered a new life as the last God Agent of the Kobold race, a chosen savior tasked with leading a dying species back to prosperity. Dennis accepted. Reborn on the central continent of Athedal as Ka’z, a lowly kobold at the bottom of the food chain, he quickly discovers that survival alone is a miracle. Kobolds are hunted, enslaved, and exterminated by every major race, including orcs, elves, dwarves, demi-humans, and even humans. Their tribes are scattered, their numbers dwindling, and their name synonymous with weakness. Yet Ka’z carries the will of a god and the chance to become something greater than he ever was. This is the story of a loser who died forgotten and was reborn as the architect of the first prosperous Kobold Empire. In a brutal world ruled by magic, monsters, and ancient powers, Ka’z must unite a broken race, carve out territory in hostile lands, and transform cowardly survivors into a civilization capable of standing among giants. Can Ka’z truly become the savior of a dying race, or will he prove that even a god can make a mistake? ______ Discord: https://discord.gg/MkFeQnjuu2

Some are born to thrones. Others are born to shadows. Athtar Jones was born a bastard—a name that followed him long before he learned to swing a sword. He never asked for glory. He never believed in gods. But when the world he built with his own hands crumbles in a single night, he finds himself hunted, broken, and carrying a voice in his head that should not exist. The gods are not what they seem. The demons are not the only monsters. And the truth about the world is buried deeper than any kingdom's history books. Athtar does not want to save anyone. He only wants one thing. But the world does not care what he wants.

[Note: This novel is updated on every even-numbered date] My name is Kenji Satoshi. In my first life, I worked as a Game Item Designer—someone who designed weapons, artifacts, and various objects with strange functions for virtual worlds. My days were spent in front of a screen, drowning in endless work. Like an ending far too common, I died from exhaustion. Nothing dramatic—just darkness… and then I woke up again. When I opened my eyes, I realized I was inside the body of a small child, bearing the exact same name as mine. That confusion, however, quickly turned into fear. This world was not the Earth I knew. I saw Cursed Spirits—creatures that should have existed only in anime. The strangeness deepened when I saw the name of the Shinomiya Family on television, and discovered Kuoh City while searching for information on the internet. That was when I understood. This was not an ordinary world, but a crossover world formed from various anime I had once watched. A dangerous world—chaotic, unforgiving, and utterly hostile to an ordinary person like me. A simple yet terrifying question kept echoing in my mind: could I survive here? The answer came when I was attacked by a Cursed Spirit and nearly died. At the very edge of destruction, something within me awakened—my Innate Technique. I gained the ability to forge, create, and reconstruct various objects with diverse functions using Cursed Energy. This power did not make me strong from the start. My energy reserves were limited, and every creation carried its own risks. But one thing was certain—I would survive. In this cursed world, I would forge my own path. [Announcement! I’ve said this several times, but I’ll explain it again. English is not my main language, so I use AI to help with translate. If I use Google Translate, there will be issues like incorrect he/she usage and other problems. This novel is truly written by me, not by AI. If it feels like AI, that’s because I use AI for translation. If you’re wondering why it’s very detailed, it’s because I had a bad experience before. In my earlier novels, many people said the story jumped around too much, lacked detail, and was unclear. Now, in my current novel, I make every chapter detailed, but you say it’s made by AI. What do you actually want? What do you want? When I make it less detailed, you say it’s bad. When I make it detailed, you say it’s AI-made! Honestly, you ask for too much! What do you think I am? A god? I’m just a writer, so please don’t make me stressed.]

His girlfriend of one week dumped him to go back to her rich ex. His classmates filmed it and laughed. He walked home broke, humiliated, and completely done with love. Then a system appeared in his head and said: [You've Awakened The Supreme Rebate System...] Three days later he had ten million in his account, the coldest campus belle in school on his arm, and a front-row seat to watch everyone who ever looked down on him regret it. Stan Harrison didn't just level up. He became the final boss. And he's only just getting started.

— No NTR (Netorare / Netorase). — No Yuri. — This Is Not A Stupid Ass Translation! ... Yusuke’s luck with women always sucks. Just when he thought he had found true love, it turned out to be a freaking trap! After a freak accident kills him, he’s reborn in a chaotic world filled with gods, devils, angels, and, more importantly, yanderes! Yanderes that are all after him. ... High School DxD fanfic. For advanced chapters: patreon.com/ImmortalCockroach Discord link for illustrations: https://discord.gg/WtF6XTgefR

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