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Love Kingdom

"Love Kingdom" In a world where strength is revered and mediocrity is scorned, Nicolas Confdo is nothing special. A middle-rank human noble with average power, he endures a life of constant humiliation in the Light Country. After a final, devastating public disgrace, he renounces his name and title, casting aside his old life to become a nameless adventurer. But Nicolas harbors a secret. Awakening within him is a forbidden, overwhelming magic known as "Soul-Weaver's Desire"a power that allows him to rewrite the will of women, binding them to him in a state of blissful, absolute devotion. What begins as a means of survival quickly becomes an all-consuming ambition. Rejecting the fragile world that rejected him, Nicolas embarks on a dark and epic conquest. He turns his power not just on individual foes, but on entire nations. One by one, the proud races of Saturn fall before him. The elegant Elf Queen, the fierce Wolf-warrior, the cunning Cat-spy all see their will erased and replaced with an unshakable, loving loyalty to their new Master. He forges a new kingdom from the ashes of the old, a gilded cage paradise he names the "Love Kingdom". It is a nation with a single, unbreakable law: absolute devotion to Nicolas. It is a land with only one man, and a population of thousands of enslaved women and girls from every race, living in perfect, enforced harmony. Within its borders, love is the only currency, and disobedience is punishable by a painful, magical death. This is the story of his rise from a disgraced noble to the absolute ruler of a planet-sized harem. It is a tale of dark desire, ultimate power, and the creation of a twisted paradise where one man's word is law, and his love is the only thing that matters. Key Themes: Dark Fantasy, Harem, Conquest, Power Fantasy, Forbidden Magic, Adult Romance, Revenge.
Harsha_Nijo · 19.6k Views

THE KING’s SLAVE BRIDE

In a world where Lycans have placed themselves above every other species, and hybrids are deemed a taboo of nature and a threat to all, Nara, the two-spirit hybrid princess of a nomad clan, is captured by the ruthless reigning Lycan King, Kaedyr and forced into slavery alongside her people. With her parents taken by the Lycan king, Nara tries her best to be the source of strength and hope her people need while in the slave encampment. A proposition comes from the palace from the Queen Dowager for Nara to marry the King and produce a male heir in return in favour of saving her people from captivity and her parents from death row. chance for freedom for her people and the possibility of saving her parents from death row. Nara agrees to the Queen Dowager's offer, but the sudden appearance of Prince Lyrien is set to unsettle Nara's resolve. She finds herself fighting against her growing attraction for King Kaedyr while trying to brush off the advances of the enigmatic Lycan Prince, Lyrien. Can Nara set aside her pride for the sake of her people and the lives of her parents? Is she ready to face the truth of the part she played in what led to her people being captured? Will the Lycan King Kaedyr fall for the brash yet soft hybrid princess or will he see the hidden truth behind her motive? Does Nara possess the tenacity to navigate the treacherous landscape of palace politics? How will she handle threats from outside and within? Can she also be the eyes and ears the Queen Dowager expects her to be without hurting the ones she cares about along the way? Can she forgive those who have wronged her or will her growing desire for revenge consume her?  Join me as we dive into this world of supernaturals, with a little blend of humans and an insane amount of deceit, betrayal, Lycan politics, passion, tension, and forbidden love, where the line between good and evil, right and wrong is constantly blurred.
ManicKiller_Wright · 145.9k Views

Echoes of a Wife

Genre: #Murim #Dark #Adult #Drama #AncientChina Author’s note: This is a slow-burn, dark palace story (R18). The early chapters focus on atmosphere, power, and quiet cruelty beneath order. If you enjoy murim court politics, psychological tension, and subtle manipulation, this story is for you. I update daily. Your comments genuinely help—feel free to leave even a one-line reaction. Synopsis:- The Silent Cloud Sect is quiet on the surface. Too quiet. Behind polite councils, orderly training grounds, and disciplined bows, ambition festers. Elders maneuver for influence. Disciples hunger for advancement. Every courtesy hides a calculation. Seo Yerin arrives without fanfare. She is not the strongest. Not the loudest. And not the most ambitious—at least, not openly. But in a sect where power is traded in silence rather than steel, restraint becomes its own weapon. As negotiations stall and ascension ceremonies are quietly prepared, subtle shifts begin to ripple through the inner halls. Decisions change. Loyalties soften. Outcomes fall into place with unsettling ease. Seo Yerin does not command. She does not threaten. She guides—through patience, proximity, and an intimate understanding of human desire. She learns what people fear, what they crave, and what they will surrender when given the right reassurance. In the Silent Cloud Sect, power is rarely taken by force. It is offered willingly. And as the sect approaches a moment of irreversible change, the question is no longer who will rise— but who will realize, far too late, that they have already placed her at the center of everything. Content Warning: Mature themes, implied sexual situations, psychological manipulation, power imbalance. Tags: #SlowBurn #PowerExchange #MarriedFMC #Corruption #Murim #slave
TheGraveSlave · 27.3k Views

Whisper of Devil

Karen had been standing in the rain for God knows how long. Her head hung low, eyes fixed on the wet ground as she swallowed hard again and again. She kept waiting—until the sharp scrape of metal rang out behind her. When she turned, the first thing she saw was a pair of headlights cutting through the downpour, blinding her vision. She raised a hand to her forehead, squinting against the glare. One man stepped out, opening an umbrella—only to hand it over to someone else. That second figure took the black umbrella and walked straight toward her. It was him. The last man she wanted to see. He looked at her with no expression. One hand on the umbrella, the other shoved deep in his pocket. His voice came low, calm, and calculated. “What are you doing here?” Karen licked her cracked lips, lifting her chin to meet his eyes. “I…I’m offering myself to you.” “I’m not interested anymore,” he said flatly. “Why would I waste my time waiting for you?” Karen clenched her fists tight, swallowing what little pride she had left. “Because you said it yourself—you wanted my body.” “You’d sell your body to me?” His words were sharp, unapologetic. Karen gave a stiff nod. For a long moment, he said nothing. Then he bent slightly, grabbing her chin with a rough hand, his eyes glinting. “You know you can’t leave… not unless I decide to let you.” Karen nodded again. His mouth curved in the faintest, coldest smile. “Then get ready, Karen.”
Foxy_Ribbit · 13.4k Views