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Apocalyptic Rebirth: With a repairman system space, she rises again.

In the fifth year of the apocalypse, when it was coming to an end, Sunshine Raine died, killed by her cousin and her fiance. Sunshine only had one wish, if she could go back in time, she would not make the same choices she had made. In this dog eat dog era, she would be the top dog. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself back in time, one month before the apocalypse. A few changes had happened, one, she was in bed with Hades Quinn the father of her foolish fiance in her last life. Not just that but they had a marriage certificate! Two, her sister was also reborn and in this life, she had chosen to marry the foolish scummy ex. It made Sunshine his stepmother!! Granted he was adopted by her husband but it was all the same, she was now his mother and her cousin's mother-in-law. Despite the surprises, Sunshine focused on the upcoming weather disasters, monsters in the mist and humans that were more savage than those monsters. With a system in hand and knowledge of what was coming, she used her wealthy husband's money to stockpile, sold the family property and went on to rise again as the apocalypse queen. While her cousin was being starving and suffering with the man that was pretending to be a fool, Sunshine was being pampered and kissed by the male lead. While her sister was being forced to work by the fool, she had three step sons to work for her. As promised, she became top dog. This novel is participating in the WSA, please support.
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Three Times Rejected: The Omega The Triplet Alphas Crave

“Get on your knees." My voice sliced through the room like a serrated knife. Ragnor didn’t hesitate. He sank to the cold stone floor, his knees hitting the ground with a heavy thud that synchronized perfectly with my beating heart. Ryker and Reign followed, their heads bowed, their Alpha pride crumbling at my feet. "We didn’t have a choice, Candace," Ryker groaned, his head bowed so low his forehead nearly touched the tops of my boots.  "Everything we do is a choice, Ryker," I whispered, leaning down. "Since you believed a lie over me, now show me,” I commanded, my voice dropping a lower octave. "Show me exactly how much you're willing to crawl to keep the mate you discarded." "Anything, Daisy," Ragnor choked out, his large, calloused hand reaching for my ankle. His touch sent a traitorous bolt of sparks through my skin, but I didn't budge. He pulled my foot closer, his heat seeping through the silk of my dress. He didn't just kiss it; he buried his face against my boot, breathing in my scent with a hot desperation. I looked down at the three most powerful men in the pack, all of them reduced to rubble before me, and I felt the tears burn behind my eyes. "It's a pity that’ll never be enough,” I said, my voice turning to ice.  "Then break us. Do whatever you have to do, just don't walk out that door. Don’t give up on us," Reign growled, looking up, his hazel eyes burning with lust. “We will burn in hell before we let that happen,” I forced a brittle, empty laugh. “Say hello to the devil, he’s no different than the beasts you’ve become after what you put me through,” I pushed Ragnor’s hands away, my touch merciless as I used my knee to shove the other two back.  "I’m done with you all. Go fuck your sweet Didi. I will get my release elsewhere,” I snapped, my voice coming out stronger than I expected especially with their bodies pressed against mine, and their lips sending tingles across my body.  I felt their eyes drilling holes into my back, hotter than a thousand lasers all at once as I strode out. I knew they were watching my retreat, but I didn't turn around to let them see the single, traitorous tear that had finally escaped my guard. I couldn't let them know how much their choices had truly cost me. I was the devil they’d made with each torment. And devils didn't cry. ~ Born the daughter of royalty, Candace Sinclair was once the noble daughter of the formidable Alpha of GraceSpring Pack until her perfect life became a nightmare in one single night. Labeled the offspring of a traitor, she was plunged into a miserable life of shame, scars and utter disgrace and condemned to serve as an omega slave among those who had once bowed to her. However the Moon Goddess wasn’t done with this queen. On the night of the full moon, Candace was rebonded to the beastly triplet Alphas—Alpha Ragnor, Alpha Reign and Alpha Ryker Pendragon, her sworn enemies. The triplets planned to reject her. They would have succeeded… if this wasn’t Candace’s last shot at being mated. Having survived three brutal, excruciating rejections, Candace seized control of her fate at the last minute, forcing them into a bond they never expected with her. That night, the triplets who once loathed her swore to make her life a living hell. But Candace doesn’t care—she will endure every torment if it means uncovering the conspiracy that destroyed her father and plundered her happy family into misery. But Fate is a bastard. Soon, this queen becomes the one obsession they can't escape. The one they crave so desperately they’ll lose their minds just to be buried inside her, until they lose themselves completely.  As cruel truths claw their way to light in this twisted game of love, betrayal, danger and passion, the Pendragon triplets start to see her for who she is—their queen. But Candace is done begging for scraps of their love. She is done being a weak toy in their twisted games. This queen wants them where they belong— groveling on their knees…forever?
MarcellaCross · 9.6k Views
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Dual Cultivator: Level Up By Sleeping With Beauties

[Content warning: Expect explicit sexual content] Kael Ashvane is the Runeward Chapter's least-regarded initiate — a foundling with no recognized elemental root, tolerated only because his guardian Lady Magister Isara pulled the strings to keep him enrolled. His cultivation is weak. His constructs backfire. His self-styled epithet, "the Little Saint-Lord," is a joke. His body is not. Born with the Primal Vigour Constitution — an innate anomaly that generates Virilic Essence of a purity no orthodox cultivator can match — Kael is precisely what the Ars Vitae demands: a natural reservoir, inexhaustible and potent. When the Chapter's mission collapses into the undead nightmare of the Dread Mire, it is not his fire techniques that first save him. It is Selene Voss, Third Soror of the Chapter, whose Ars Vitae bond with Kael begins in coercion and quietly becomes something neither of them intended. Her Bashful Bloom constitution makes their sessions unlike anything in the cultivation manuals — and the power she channels into him makes him faster, sharper, more dangerous than his grade has any right to explain. With Ars Vitae accelerating his cultivation far beyond what his official grade suggests, Kael begins winning engagements he has no business surviving: destroying Bone Towers with siege artillery he built himself, flooding the Bone Warren to collapse an undead campaign that had broken standing armies, forcing a divine-court prince to retreat. His Primal Vigour Constitution draws something extraordinary at climax — the Dracoiling, a phenomenon that blazes dragon-veins across his flesh and marks him as something the cultivation manuals do not have a category for.
IronGoose · 17.7k Views
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Ghost in the palace

Ananya never expected death to bring her into another life. One moment, she was running her parents’ restaurant in the modern world. The next, she opened her eyes in silk robes, surrounded by hostile stares — the Queen Consort of the empire. But this body was cursed in everyone’s eyes. The Emperor loathed her. The mistress laughed at her. And the court whispered behind her back. Only she wasn’t truly alone. > “Finally, someone can see us!” “What kind of Queen Consort are you, so calm even with ghosts in your chamber?” “Shut up, Wei Rong, let her breathe. She looks like she’s about to faint.” Three ghosts — a stoic scholar, a brash general, and a mischievous noble girl — lingered at her side. They were invisible to all but her. And with them, she learned to survive the poisonous palace. When rumors spread that she was cursed, Ananya stood before the empire’s court. Instead of tears, she offered proof. Instead of fear, she offered dignity. > “If Heaven believes I am cursed, let the fire and smoke betray me. I will not hide.” And Heaven sided with her. Outside the palace, crises struck — starving soldiers, missing supplies, merchants growing fat from stolen grain. Inside, Lady Zhen, the Emperor’s favored mistress, grew bolder by the day, flaunting her beauty and mocking Ananya’s quiet grace. > “Sister, do you still dream of winning His Majesty’s heart? Look at you — plain, dull, unworthy.” “If simplicity is a crime, then let it be mine,” Ananya answered, unshaken. The Emperor indulged Lady Zhen openly… but in the silence of night, he tasted Ananya’s food, lingered at her table, and found himself unsettled by her calm. > “This is not palace fare,” he muttered. “It is lighter,” Ananya replied softly. “Easier to sleep after.” Step by step, conspiracy thickened. At a grand banquet, a poisoned cup was placed in Ananya’s hand. But a ghost’s laugh echoed in her ear — and the cup was swapped. A dancer collapsed instead. From that night on, the Emperor’s gaze changed. He began to notice the woman who never begged for favor, never fought for attention, yet always endured. Still, war brewed at the borders. Betrayals reached even the throne. Assassins crept through the palace halls. And the one person who seemed weakest became the calm at the center of the storm. Through whispered secrets, mischievous hauntings, and quiet resilience, Ananya carved her place in the empire. She would not simply survive. She would rise. And the Emperor who once despised her would one day whisper only her name.
Ashima_Mahajan_ · 166.8k Views

Jujutsu Kaisen-The Zenin Taboo

[WARNING: TABOO SMUT AHEAD] |Harem| |Netori| |Taboo/Inc3st| |Cuckquean| |Genderbent| Kaito Zenin is the eldest brother of Maki and Mai Zenin, making him the son of Ogi Zenin and the nephew of Naobito Zenin. Because he is Ogi’s first child, Kaito is inadvertently the reason he hates his daughters. Kaito was born a prodigy; blessed with great reserves of Cursed Energy and two Cursed Techniques. This had Ogi set for life, making him potentially suited to be Head of the Clan. But his daughters were a failure in his eyes, unable to replicate Kaito’s “glory”. Because he was born “blessed”, Kaito was targeted by not just other families, but by his own kin. Naoya Zenin, the daughter of Naobito, became obsessed with Kaito and even manipulated his father in arranging a marriage between herself and her younger cousin. Naobito and Ogi agreed to this solely to keep Kaito’s strength within the bloodline. They believed that their line would produce powerful sorcerers and even a potential formidable Ten Shadows User. Naoya and Kaito had a seemingly quiet marriage. To others, they kept to themselves and bothered nobody despite Naoya’s demeanor. But behind closed doors, there was nothing but debauchery occuring. Naoya had an intense Cuckquean fetish, forcing Kaito to fuck other individuals in front of her for her own pleasure. While she stayed loyal to Kaito herself, Naoya made sure she was in complete control of the arrangement. It got to the point where Naoya sucked in the two individuals that Kaito didn’t want to involve in this fetish; Maki and Mai. And thus, the Zenin Taboo came to be. [DISCLAIMERS] - Taboo Smut, AU - Story takes place three years after the story would normally end, making most of the main cast 18+ - anything questionable does not reflect on I, the Author - Genderbent Naoya Zenin only, unless people request someone. - Slow updates
Ark_Astorias · 1.1m Views