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Bloodmancer in the Jurassic Era: I use my Dinos to seduce Human mates

[Warning! R18+ Mature Content] After embarassingly dying by 'coming' on a museum worker, and then angering a Forgotten God by 'coming' on him as well, Jimmy transmigrated along with his date of the day, to another world where his problematic 'cannon' shots started making more sense. His destiny was fulfilled as he transmigrated into a Bloodmancer's body, where every shot literally was like that of a cannon's! Finding himself in a land riddled with dinosaurs, with species of dinosaurs jamming together from different Eras as if the Paleontological studies from back on Earth were a joke, survival was not only difficult, but it was unique! As a Bloodmancer, he learned that he could tame dinosaurs and keep them as pets, by essentially smushing their brains around like play dough! A useful skill, on account to the fact how infinitely useful dinosaurs were, since every living species bore Primal Magic, a category of magic with branches that were impossible to predict. Surrounded by temptation, by ladies who did not even comprehend the concept of a harem, he started collecting primal beauties as if it was a day-job! Somehow, his tamed dinosaurs helped him attract women, in a way that it was nearly impossible to figure out! He just knew that women wanted him, even the older ones, and he made great use of this curse/blessing from the angered God! He almost felt like every time he made love with his girlfriends, the Forgotten God got angrier. However, life was never that simple. With abandoned alien technology sprinkled across the world, and large-scale Tribe Wars brewing, Jimmy had little time to figure out how to best use such technologies in a world where the greatest invention that humanity made was not the wheel, but the bow and arrow! Collecting beauties might be fun, but what would the point be if his tribe got wiped out from the face of the Grasslands, his new home? The clock was ticking, so to speak, and he had to act fast! "Them thighs might be thick, but the plot is thicker, and with jacked up dinosaur clones sent to war, the future was absolutely impossible to predict!" ... ~ Be sure to check out my other novel in my author profile. I don’t drop my work, and will end each novel at around 1,500 chapters. ~ *Important Tags* ~ [#Smut] [#No NTR] [#Yuri] [#No System] [#Tamer-MC] [#Healer-MC] [#Power Progression] [#Shared Transmigration] [#Clones] [Light Sci-Fi] [#Alien-Tech] ~ *Other Tags* ~ [#evolution] [#dino army] [#mana] [#necromancy] [#bloodmancy] [#superstrength] [#superspeed] [#lost civilization] [#ancient civilization] [#primal magic] [#giants] [#multiple human species] [#fictional human species] [#hidden technology] ~
DrillaC137 · 323.4k Views

Addicted To Chris

WARNING! MATURE CONTENT! R18+ Detailed Smut. Strictly for Adults Only! Irene has never had anyone. No family. No safety net. No one to call when things fall apart, maybe only her best friend June. Just a café job she hates, bills she can barely keep up with and a life she's been holding together alone for as long as she can remember. She wasn't looking for anyone. Then he walked in. Tall. Quiet. The kind of presence that didn't ask for attention but took it anyway. He ordered black coffee, left a twenty pound tip and said her name like it already meant something. She told herself he was just a customer. She almost believed it. Chris was everything she didn't know she needed. Patient. Consistent. The first person who ever made her feel like she didn't have to carry everything alone. And before she knew it Irene wasn't just falling for him-- she was addicted. To his voice. His presence. The way he showed up every single time without being asked. For the first time in her life she let someone in. That was her first mistake. Because the thing about addiction is that it doesn't warn you before it destroys you. Chris had a life she knew nothing about. A world beyond Belfast cafés and late night phone calls and candlelit dinners. A world with temptations she never saw coming. And when the truth finally surfaces Irene is left with nothing but the ruins of the first real thing she ever allowed herself to have. She walks away. Because she has to. Because staying would break what little is left of her. But walking away from Chris is not the same as being free of him. His memory lives in everything. Every song. Every late night. Every cup of coffee she can't drink without thinking of how it all started. She tries to move on. She tries to be okay. And she almost convinces herself that she is. Then he comes back. Changed. Broken. Fighting for her in ways he never did when he had her. Saying everything she needed to hear a year too late. And Irene is faced with the question she's been running from since the day she walked away- Can you forgive someone who shattered the first trust you ever gave away? Or is some damage too deep to come back from? Addicted to Chris is a story about love and betrayal. About the walls we build and the people brave enough to climb them. About learning the difference between someone who wants you and someone who truly chooses you. And about what happens when the one person you tried hardest to forget- refuses to let you go. Will curiosity or caution win? And just how dangerous can obsession get?
Alpha_Writer · 2.3k Views

Sword Arts Online: Darkness

What if the creator of Sword Arts Online had controlled Kirito and his friends, turning them into evil, and brought the game into the real world, turning it into a giant game world? Well, this is the situation where our ordinary protagonist Roxas Nietes, or Spark78Reformed, as his player username, had found himself. Being a foreign high school student living in Japan with his friends in a shared house owned by his school would make his life there difficult, but his intelligence on basically anything instead made him prepared and an actionist. He was an ambivert who loved music, art, writing, picture taking, philosophizing, and best of all, making scenarios of all kinds in his mind. So, the day before SAO was brought into the real world, Roxas had unknowingly received a mysterious-looking email from a player named Anko Tachibana, who was a deceased player. That email is a request for help because he, who knew Kirito and his friends before, wants someone to help them, who are now known as the Elite Players, snap from their state of being brainwashed by the game. Roxas accepted it after some thinking, but there’s one condition: he will be Anko’s vessel because Anko is now a spirit after his death in the game. To be free from Anko’s ghostly possession, he needed to complete the task in any way he could. Now that he was Anko’s vessel, what would Roxas do to do this big and seemingly impossible mission? Well, he will use his intelligence, ambivert personality, and scenario-making mindset to do it, plus action. That combination sounds ridiculous and unorthodox, but for him, it will be a good one. So, join him, Anko, and their friends in a now-altered reality fighting monsters and bosses across Aincrad-ridded Japan and getting into the Tower while trying to get Kirito and his friends out of their brainwashed state. But the dark side of Sword Art Online was slowly revealed as Roxas and his friends went deeper and deeper for their mission through their spirit guardians. One of them was the origins of Eugeo and Alice (This was what if Eugeo and Alice were once humans who were killed and were forced to be bots in the games?) Warning: This story is dark, and the cover photos for this are NOT mine! Credits go to the original owner!
Roel_Wesley_II · 248k Views

The void's promise

They threw him into the dark to feed a slumbering god. They didn't know the god was starving—and that the boy was hungrier. For ten thousand years, the Blood Lotus Sect has reigned supreme, built on a foundation of ruthless cultivation and a dark secret: they sacrifice their weakest newborns to the Abyssal Pit to appease an ancient horror. But when a nameless, hollow boy is tossed into the dark, he doesn't scream. He doesn't break. With a soul as empty as the void itself, he catches the eye of the dying god below. Instead of consuming him, the ancient entity makes him its vessel. Now, sharing his mind with a cynical, world-ending parasite, the boy climbs out of the abyss wearing the stolen skin and identity of a murdered Outer Court disciple named Dver. To the arrogant young masters and paranoid elders of the sect, Dver is just another piece of trash. A traumatized survivor clinging to the bottom of the hierarchy. They are dead wrong. He is an apex predator wearing a sheep’s skin, and his cultivation requires him to eat theirs. As Dver systematically infiltrates the sect, turning their deadly politics into his own personal hunting ground, he catches the eye of Lyra—the Sect’s flawless, untouchable Saintess. She believes she can purify the broken boy. She thinks she can save him. But Dver doesn't want salvation. He wants to slowly, deliciously corrupt her until she is just as monstrous as he is. A grand sacrifice is approaching. The elders are preparing to feast on the heavens. But they have no idea that the abyss is already walking among them, smiling, and waiting for the perfect moment to swallow them whole.
Amine_Elhaouch · 7.4k Views