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You can read advance chapters and view R-18 images of the characters on pat reon page. pat reon.com/GreenBlue17 Note: This is a translation but I will try to make it a good translation as possible. This is R18 which contains graphics scenes. You have been warned about it. Harem, R18, Romance, Action, Comedy, Threesome, Foursome, Milf, Widow, Divorced, Face Slapping NO NTR, NO YURI, HAREM, MILF They call him the village idiot—the soft-eyed boy who smiles too much, drools when he stares, and can’t string two proper sentences together. No one knows the truth. A single bolt of lightning finished what the diagnosis started, leaving him simple-minded… or so the village believes. Now he wears the fool’s mask like armor—playing dumb for the aunt whose body he wants, for the village girls who laugh at him and beautiful women. Behind the vacant smile and the stammered words lies a man who remembers every detail, calculates every chance, and waits.

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.

[Irresistible Female Lead + Beast World + 1vN + Male Rivalry Shuraba + A Record of Time Management Fails] The moment she opened her eyes, Ruan Fu transmigrated into a Beast World novel as the infertile, vicious female side character. Before her was one of the female lead's Beast Husbands, who was currently in heat. Recalling her original ending of being humiliated and dying a tragic death, Ruan Fu decisively decided to take a piece of the pie from the female lead. Thus, not only did she snatch away her men, but she also played innocent, making the top-tier males of the Beast World willingly become her protectors. However, Ruan Fu, who firmly believed in having multiple options and paths, never expected that by just crooking her finger, they would all swarm towards her. Seeing this, Ruan Fu decided that of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, fleeing was the best option, leaving them behind in disarray on the battlefield of male rivalry. ——Disaster Skit—— On the day of Ruan Fu's wedding to the cold and gloomy snake-man, a large group of Beastmen from other clans suddenly appeared in Snake Valley. The aloof and abstinent Dragon Clan Clan Leader blocked the front of the hall, "Fufu, let's go to that hot spring you said you wanted to soak in last night." The domineering Tiger Clan leader, bursting with raw tension, tightly gripped her hand, "A fu, I will not allow you to marry him." The aloof and tsundere cat-eared youth knelt before her: "Fufu, don't you want to touch my cat ears again?" The rational and cunning Fox Clan Fate held up her hair ribbon, "A fu, you left this at my place." The gentle, husband-like Rabbit Clan Shaman watched her tenderly: "A fu, I missed you." ... In response, the one and only legal Beast Husband declared, "What does my wedding have to do with any of you? Get the hell out." But unexpectedly, the younger brother he had always doted on cut in front of him, "Brother, actually, the one who isn't loved is the real third wheel..."

"Rascal, I'm going out to do something, so I can't take care of you any more. You can go down the mountain and have fun. But if you can't find someone who matches your Innate Pure Yang Body in three years, you're finished!" These were the last words the old man, who was Yang Luo's teacher, threw to him before he vanished. Meanwhile, having mastered most of his master's skills, Yang Luo went down the mountain and took his first step into civilization for the first time in years. With his unparalleled medical and martial arts, he sets forth on a journey, befriending new allies and crushing all the enemies that stand in his way, as he attempts to resolve his Pure Innate Yang Body constitution, and cultivate to the top of the world!

After returning from eight years in prison and being betrayed by my girlfriend, there are two ways I can deal with her man. First, I could use this over a million to have someone fix you up Or second, I could take care of you myself, which would cover your medical expenses

To repay his debt of gratitude and survive, Ryan Fletcher—the direct descendant of the most prominent family—has kept his real identity a secret and become the live-in-son-in-law that everyone despises. But once the family’s ban is lifted, he is back on the Fletchers‘ heir race. "You want to make me a cuckold?" SLAP! "You try to set me up?" SLAP! "You want to fire me?" SLAP! "You want to steal my wife's company?" SLAP! Who says that a live-in-son-in-law must be a loser? I, Ryan Fletcher, never chicken out! Please enjoy every face-slapping moment at the courtesy of Mr. Fletcher.

"Listen up, my obedient disciple, it's time for you to descend from this mountain. Your master has arranged a marriage for you with a stunning beauty, and it's quite a steal!" With those words, the master absconded with the dowry, leaving Lin Chen feeling both aggrieved and furious. Determined, he descended the mountain to find his betrothed. However, fate had other plans, as he was waylaid on the road by a captivating woman who insisted he play the role of her fake boyfriend. To make matters even more bewildering, this woman bore an uncanny resemblance to his intended bride!

Transmigrating to the Douluo Continent, he became a young Grandmaster—yet Yu Xiaogang refused to accept his fate. Through relentless effort and painstaking research into martial souls, he struggled against destiny itself. Step by step, he pushed beyond his limits, overturning his own so-called “inevitable” future, and ultimately rose to become a Limit Douluo. Comparison of Two Douluos First Comparison: Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang vs. Dragon God Douluo Yu Xiaogang Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang He awakened the martial soul Luo Sanpao, born with only half a level of innate soul power. Bitter and resentful of the heavens, he exhausted vast amounts of his family’s resources to forcibly cultivate himself to level ten. Relying solely on his own theories, he chose a Pig-type Soul Beast for his first soul ring. That decision cut off Luo Sanpao’s potential for evolution. In the end, his soul power stagnated at level twenty-nine, forever unable to advance further. Dragon God Douluo Yu Xiaogang With the same martial soul and the same half-level innate soul power, he chose a different path. Through deeper insight and bold experimentation, he uncovered the secret of Whale Glue and laid the foundation for true transformation…

"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

Il y'a des centaines d'années, le monde humain fut envahi par le monde démoniaque. l'humanité vit aujourd'hui derrière d'immense forteresse pour se protéger de se mal venu d'ailleurs et Xaden a grandit dans tout ce merdier et dois encore valider ses crédit s'il veut pouvoir porter le manteau rouge.

“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.

Emma Greens was always the unwanted daughter—an adopted omega with no bloodline, no status, and no future. When her perfect sibling secretly marries her off to a mysterious Alpha, Emma expects cruelty… but instead she meets Brandon—powerful, dangerously handsome, and strangely obsessed with her. Whispers in the pack claim he loves another woman, one hidden behind locked doors. Heartbroken, Emma prepares to leave… until she discovers the truth. The Alpha’s secret obsession has always been her. Now, with forbidden love, deadly rivalries, and a pack that will never accept her, Emma must fight for the Alpha who had loved her in secret for eleven years—or risk losing him forever. Every choice comes with danger, every glance carries secrets, and every heartbeat could be her last. Will Emma survive the pack’s deadly politics and claim the Alpha meant for her?

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Sonia Walker found herself waking up in the hospital unaware how she ended up there. But rather than the joyful faces of her husband and family. She woke to the greatest betrayal and revelation ever. Her husband and Mistress (her best friend) had plotted her life. She ended up in the hospital while she thought that was all...her best friend whined of securing a home for her baby (her husband's child) The price for the union was her life. Just as she tried to endure the pain, they made out beside her on the hospital bed. From that moment, Sonia had one purpose: Ruin their life, avenge herself and make the scumbag her ex who would only crawl and beg. Oops! I forget. She also flaunted her new love and career in their face.

Old people used to say—"Watch your mouth. Once a word leaves, it never comes back." Nonsense, I thought. Pure, unadulterated nonsense. At least, that’s what I thought before today. Now, I’m sitting in an office that smells like pure disappointment, staring at a boss who can only be described as a fat, bald rhino. And I mean it. Not a single strand of hair. Smooth. Shiny. Reflecting my bad decisions right back at me. And the horn? Judging by his face, it looked like the rhino tried climbing a mountain and got the horn stuck halfway. Impossible, right? Yeah, that’s what I thought too. But look at this—today, a rhino is sitting in a chair, in an office, acting like he owns the world. Clearly, anything is possible. Now, all of this was supposed to stay in my head. A thought. A private, safe, non-life-threatening thought. But me? Why would I act normal? Why would I choose peace when I can personally ruin my entire life? So, instead of walking out quietly, I said it. "You fat rhino. I quit." ... Ah. Beautiful. Truly, I had the aura of a domineering CEO. Except for one small issue: I’m not the heroine of some high-end drama. There was no background music. No slow-motion exit. No hidden identity. Just me. A nuisance with no powerful family and no backup. If my ancestors could see me right now, they’d crawl out of their graves just to beat me up themselves. But it’s fine. Because according to every story I’ve ever read, I just need to raise my fist, land one punch, and—Boom. He flies two buildings away and I become a local legend. My fist landed. A solid, direct hit. ... Why was the rhino not moving? Not even an inch? New plan. There’s a door. There’s a security. There’s exactly one decision left: Die or run. So, obviously, I ran. "Grab her!" That was the last thing I heard before everything turned into chaos. I’m fast. I really am. Feet hitting the pavement, breath tearing out of my chest—I was doing great. I was surviving. I— Wait. Weren’t there people chasing me? Why did it suddenly go quiet? Their mouths were moving, but no sound came out. What kind of horror movie logic was this? And why were they looking at me like— BAM. Something hit me. My body lifted off the ground before crashing down hard enough to knock the soul out of my lungs. Right. So that part wasn't just in the movies. Damn. If I had known I was going to die like this, I would’ve at least shoved that novel straight down that old rhino’s throat before leaving. Seven Years Later... "Young Miss… would you be willing to marry me?" "Shut up." Isla didn’t even spare him a glance as she shoved the boy aside. He stumbled back, stunned, while another immediately stepped forward, far too eager. "Miss, I think I’m the better choi—" Slap. The crisp sound cut through the air, leaving the second boy frozen, his cheek reddening under her palm. "Both of you. Get lost." Before the silence could settle, another rushed in, holding out a delicately wrapped box. "Miss, here is a cake for you—" "Get. Lost." Her voice dropped an octave, sharp enough to slice through his courage. "The Young Miss only likes me!" another declared, pushing forward with ridiculous confidence. "Miss, this is a doll for you—" The voices overlapped. Gifts appeared one after another—cakes, dolls, trinkets—as if they thought piling offerings at her feet would win her over. In the middle of it all, Isla sat frozen. Her face flushed a deep red—but not from embarrassment. Her fingers curled against her lap, nails digging into her skin. What the hell is going on…? Her gaze swept across them, sharp and almost feral. Aren’t the male leads supposed to kill me? Her jaw tightened. Then why—God! How did I end up taming these crazy psychos?

(The Book's title has been changed from the original Pretty Man's Beloved Farmwife: This Madam is So Hot). Yang Chuxia found herself in a different world, inhabiting the body of a destitute farm girl who had been killed by her step-grandmother. To make matters worse, her step-grandmother even intended to sell her lifeless body. How could she endure such a fate? Hmph, whether you're a step-grandmother or an uncle, if you're a villain, I'll confront you just the same. Send one, I'll defeat one; send two, I'll conquer both. Yet, after vanquishing the wrongdoers, she gazed upon her emaciated, poorly dressed parents, siblings, and the struggling, underdeveloped village. Yang Chuxia seethed with determination, pointing to the sky and declaring, "I shall surely bring prosperity to this place, to the point where you'll fear having flowers bloom in summer when I tell you to have flowers blooming in summer, and where you are too afraid to seek women for me as suitors, when I tell you to find me men!" A certain man whispered, "Wifey, I'm already a man..."

The greatest genius of the Lin Clan lost his cultivation overnight. While everyone rushed to humiliate him, Lin Mo Chen could only sigh. He had read far too many cultivation novels not to recognize this scenario. "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Never underestimate a poor young man." He knew exactly what would happen next: the fallen genius would rise again, crush everyone who had looked down on him, and turn anyone who stood in his way into another stepping stone on his journey to the peak. Provoke someone like that? Lin Mo Chen wasn't nearly that crazy. All he wanted was to cultivate his Spiritual Rings in peace and live a quiet life, far away from all that. But if the world insisted on pushing him onto that same stage again and again... then he would have no choice but to become strong enough that no one could ever make decisions for him again.