Ultimate Charm System
Catching my girlfriend of four years on all fours while some guy slammed into her from behind as she screamed 'harder' was not exactly the sight I ever expected to walk in on.
My heart didn’t just break; it hollowed out. I drank myself stupid trying to numb it, but alcohol never really does the job. Then, like an idiot, I drove home drunk and ended up crashing straight into a truck.
On the brink of death, a wickedly sexy demon appeared. She offered to save me and grant me power, so long as I gave her one thing in return: entertainment.
Next thing I know, I’ve been blessed with a Charm skill. And as it levels up, life gets… chaotic.
Suddenly I’m being chased by all kinds of women—college professors, thirsty single moms, even high-class cougars with more money than morals.
As I climb the social ladder and build real influence, one goal stays burning in my chest: to serve the girl who betrayed me a cold, delicious revenge she’ll never forget.
Additional Tags: Incest, BDSM, Rags to Riches, MILFS, Cougars, Harem
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Chapter: 122. Shopping mall drama At knock-off time, Mark headed to the parking lot. He didn’t even make it to his car before he realized something was wrong. A line of girls—about eight of them—were blocking his way. The moment he appeared, they all went stiff, acting weirdly shy. Then they began shoving each other. “You go first!” “I… why me?” one girl stammered, stepping backward. “You said you liked him the most!” another hissed. Mark raised an eyebrow, surveying the scene. Ah… the bullying’s escalating. Now they want to take turns humiliating me? His eyes darkened, brows knitting together. The girls froze mid-step, as if his very gaze had paralyzed them. Without a word, Mark passed through them and opened his car. But just before climbing in, one brave girl shouted at the top of her lungs. “Mark…” His soul seemed to leave his body for a s
Last Updated: 2026-03-16
Chapter: 121.The next morning, it wasn't any better. Right in the middle of his sleep, Mark was awakened by a heavy weight sitting on top of him. It nearly knocked the air out of his lungs.When his eyes fluttered open, he came face to face with Rita's eyes, her face only a few inches away from his."Good morning," she said, her voice low, her hot breath brushing against his lips."Ah… morning," he responded just as softly.After a few seconds, he suddenly recoiled."W-What do you mean good morning…? What the hell are you doing on top of me?! No! What are you doing in my room?!"He tried to push her off him, but she was surprisingly heavy. She didn’t budge.Instead, she leaned even closer, her voice still carrying that same low, sweet tone."I came to wake you up. You know, it’s not everyone who opens their eyes in the morning to see someone as beautiful as me. You’re blessed that I’ve decided to become your human alarm
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Chapter: 120. Someone l like Another week bled by for Mark. He’d dropped by Alice’s new fashion studio a few times, but he was careful to give her space; she was finally chasing her dreams, and he didn't want to be the distraction that derailed her. Meanwhile, his pharmacy was becoming a local legend. The people he helped—those who couldn't afford the high-end clinics—showed their gratitude in the only ways they could. They brought him hot, home-cooked meals and fresh flowers. They weren't rich, but they treated his miracle pain relief capsules like holy relics. On the business side, things were steadier. Mr. Will Malaika had become a full-blown regular. Sometimes he’d come in to buy a vitality pill, but other times he just wanted to shake Mark’s hand and thank him for "resurrecting" his marriage. The days were long and exhausting, but Mark had a secret weapon for the fatigue: Lilith. At college, she pampered him relentlessly—massaging his
Last Updated: 2026-03-15
Chapter: 119. The stranger Finishing the final touches of her makeup in the mirror, Instructor Malaika reached for her designer leather bag. She slung it over her shoulder, her mind a storm of guilt. Wearing a blue mask over her face—like the ones people wore during the pandemic—she prepared to hide her identity. She was dressed for a professional appointment to end a three-week mistake in her belly, yet her heart ached with a warmth she wasn't ready to discard. "It's for the best," she whispered, taking a shaky breath. Just as she slipped into her heels, she heard a sound that froze her in place. A whistle was echoing through the hallway. Her brows shot up in pure bewilderment. Will? Whistling? He hadn’t done that in years—not since the crushing weight of medical debt and the stress of her fertility treatments abroad had turned him into a silent, hollow ghost of a man. For as long as she could remember, he
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Chapter: 118. Blessing or curse?{Third Person POV} Will Malaika. Instructor Malaika’s husband? What on earth was he doing here? Mark’s mind raced, searching for an explanation before he finally forced himself to relax. 'It’s a public pharmacy,'he reminded himself. 'Word travels fast. Of course he heard about it.' "Hey there, young man," Will greeted, extending a firm hand toward Mark. "Uh... good morning, sir," Mark managed, though he couldn't help the slight startle in his voice. It was a bizarre sensation, shaking the hand of the man whose wife he had once blackmailed and slept with. The weight of the secret felt like a physical pressure in his chest. "I have to say, you’re doing a hell of a job here, kiddo," Will said, his smile warm and genuine as he maintained the handshake. "In all my years, I’ve never seen the wealthy in this country lift a finger to build something like this—a place that actually looks out for the elderly and those
Last Updated: 2026-03-14
Chapter: 117. The Miracle Pharmacy {Mark's POV} A week passed without much fanfare. I spent most of my time at Riverton with my family, making the daily commute to the Academy—sometimes in my reliable Honda Civic, and other times taking the Codalunga out for a spirited drive. Finally, the weekend arrived, and with it, the biggest day of my life. After two weeks of intense construction, my pharmacy was complete. Evelyn Clarice and Dr. Halvord had been absolute powerhouses, managing the logistics and oversight while I was away. Today was the grand opening. I drove into Astras on Saturday morning, humming along to the radio. With the windows rolled down and a soft breeze filling the cabin, it felt like the perfect morning for a new beginning. I reached the site before eight o'clock to find my partners already waiting for me. They weren't alone; a sizeable crowd had gathered outside the doors, buzzing with anticipation. Evelyn’s s
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The Scumbag’s Second Life
Malvin was born with a life of privilege. He had everything: wealth, status, and good looks.
Yet, instead of enjoying a luxurious life, he felt hollow. A life without ambition had no meaning to it. If anything, it was boring.
The only thing he did to keep himself entertained was sleep around with women, regardless of whether they were married or not.
But one day, his recklessness led to his demise, killed by a husband who caught him in bed with his wife. A fitting death, given his scumbag ways.
But that wasn't the end. Fate had other plans for him.
Reborn into a world of reapers, Malvin starts from scratch. Orphaned at birth, he must carve his own path, survive, and grow stronger.
His goal? become the ultimate scumbag who wouldn't get himself killed by angry husbands.
But there's a slight problem. He's a half-human, half-reaper abomination, born to die.
His existence destabilizes the world, and he's spared only to be used as a weapon.
Caught up in a world where Reapers wage a never-ending war against Soul Witches –monstrous beings that ravage realms and devour human souls - would he really become the weapon they desperately need to turn the tides, or will he be their Destroyer?
Read on to find out.
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MC is a total scumbag. Be warned.
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Chapter: 15. Time for judgment!As the first round of entrance exams commenced within the small huts at the coliseum's center, the participants' inner experiences were projected onto massive, hovering screens. High above the stage, these displays allowed the roaring spectators to cheer for their favorites in real-time.Azra sat in the stands with one leg crossed over the other, dressed in gray shorts and a matching crop top that left her navel exposed. She signaled to a vendor who had emerged from a "standalone door", one of those magical thresholds that stood without a building, pushing a trolley of soft drinks."Hey... can I get one, please?" she muttered, fishing a bill from her bustier.The currency looked remarkably like Earth's US dollars, except the text across the top read: Death Notes.Accepting the cash, the vendor handed her a drink and continued on his way, hawking his wares to the rest of the crowd.Instructor Stein, seated in the VIP se
Last Updated: 2025-12-20
Chapter: 14. First RoundThe Principal strode onto the colossal arena floor as tens of thousands of spectators leaned forward in anticipation. The coliseum roared with noise—shouts, laughter, wagers being made in hushed tones and reckless voices alike. She stopped at the very center. Then slowly crouched. Her palm pressed against the stone, and the ground answered to her power. A deep tremor rippled across the arena. Cracks spiderwebbed outward, and before the roaring crowd's eyes, small hut-like structures began clawing their way out of the earth itself—wooden frames raised on crude poles, walls woven from dried grass and bark. One after another, they rose until an entire ring of primitive rooms stood in the middle of the coliseum. The crowd exploded. Another group of instructors followed, each carrying a gray clay pot sealed with a lid. One pot was placed inside every hut. When the last was set down, they exited the stage in silence, principal Chloe taking the VIP seats to watch the mat
Last Updated: 2025-12-19
Chapter: 13. Entrance exams"I suggest you refrain from any further scoundrelous behavior if you don't wish to find yourself on my bad side, young man," Principal Chloe muttered as she returned to her seat behind the desk, leaving Hazrad sprawled on the floor, groaning in pain. She slid open a drawer with practiced calm, retrieved a pair of eyeglasses lined with soft pink, and slipped them on. Hazrad's groans abruptly stopped. His eyes lit up. "Damn… even hotter in glasses." She gave him a death stare. He clamped his mouth shut instantly. Chloe folded her hands beneath her chin and leaned forward, her posture composed but predatory, eyes drilling into him. "You already know this, but I'll say it plainly. Unlike the other students, you do not have the luxury of wandering this academy carefree." Hazrad pushed himself upright with a grunt, rolled his shoulders, adjusted his crooked blazer, and flicked invisible dust from his sleeve. "Yeah, yeah. Spare me the lecture and get to the point, my lady."
Last Updated: 2025-12-18
Chapter: 12. A successor A chubby man in a dark cloak, pointy shoes, and brightly colored socks that looked like they belonged to a circus – bowed on one knee outside a curtained room. From within came muffled sounds and different female moans that suggested the occupant was otherwise occupied, enjoying themselves in a threesome. "Master... I've come to report!" he muttered, his voice trembling. He knew better than to disturb his master mid-indulgence. The man behind the curtain didn't respond. Instead, his thrusts on the women he was fucking became harder, louder and more rough. The women's screams intensified, moaning on the top of their voices. Their sensual moans made the clown uncomfortable as it triggered his own sexual desires. But he knew better than to indulge such thoughts. His master's companions were strictly off-limits. Desperate to quell the rising boner in his pants, he forced himself to picture how his grandmother would look when naked. The mental image worked and almost instantly
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Chapter: 11. Fan of bullying As expected of a nobles' academy, students from all imaginable rich background flooded the entrance. Chariots glided across the paved courtyard, some drawn by unicorns, some by elegant stallions, and others by mystic beasts Hazrad had never even read about. The students climbing down from these lavish rides wore smug little smiles, basking in admiration from other nobles. There were no grand gates for entering the academy or any kind of dramatic archway, only a shimmering barrier and a small checkpoint room where each student was searched, identified, and confirmed before being permitted through. Such tight security… Hazrad muttered inwardly. He stepped off their chariot, still wide-eyed at everything around him, when the gasps from nearby students made him look up. His breath hitched that he nearly choked on his own saliva. Descending from the sky was a reindeer-drawn sleigh straight out of a holiday movie. Santa-style, complete with a trail of twinkling gold particles curl
Last Updated: 2025-12-09
Chapter: 10. Umbra CityThe chariot glided down the mountain path with surprising grace, its wheels humming against the stone path.Hazrad leaned forward, eyes roaming eagerly across the landscape as if he were trying to memorize every inch of it.They crossed an arched bridge, and beneath it stretched an endless river, its surface shimmering in shifting colors like a rippling rainbow."What's this river, lady?" Hazrad asked, craning his neck.Azra inhaled deeply, ready to scold him for "lady" again, but the question tugged out her wiser, older-sister mode. She folded her arms, eyelids narrowing in a dramatic sage-like fashion."This is the River of Woes. Though this is only a stream of the main body.""River of Woes?" Hazrad echoed, leaning so close he nearly toppled out. "Why's it called that? I didn't read anything about it in the book!""That's because we only had one history book at home, dummy." She rolled her eyes. "Stop pestering me. You'll learn all of this at the academy."Hazrad clasped his hands
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