Body Tempering

“Your parents will be glad you died.” The words carved deeper than claws as Kael Ashford lay bleeding out, abandoned by his guild squad and by Lyanna, the woman he loved. She turned back once, smiled, and said. “Die well, darling.” Monsters feasted slowly, savoring his screams. His parents were long dead… weren’t they? Yet that final taunt gnawed at him even as darkness claimed his life. Then the light returned. A fallen goddess,the infamous Whore Spirit,offered him a second chance. “Child of sorcerers.” She whispered. “Be reborn. Learn why a king and queen sentenced their own son to death… and make them choke on every breath since.” Eighteen years later, Kael awakens in a new body: eldest son of the feared Duskborne family, masters of shadow magic and blood sorcery. His betrayers still live, laughing about the weakling they fed to beasts. They have no idea some deaths refuse to stay buried. Vengeance burns coldest when it has waited two lifetimes. Will Kael unearth the royal secret that doomed him? Will he shatter the comrades who smiled as he died? And what forbidden power stirs in his veins, hungry to be unleashed? In a world where loyalty is an illusion and love is a blade, revenge is the only truth left.

Three months to live. Zero mana. One desperate lie. **That's how I became the most wanted man in Neo-Tokyo.** I told an assassin my body was "overflowing with Yang Energy." She blushed instead of shooting. I told an S-Rank Hunter her sword technique was "stiff because she's sexually repressed." She destroyed a mountain and swore eternal loyalty. I told a Succubus Queen I was "too powerful to be charmed." She became my maid. Now the is forcing me to maintain this ridiculous persona: **EXTERNAL:** "Kneel. You're not worthy of my touch." **INTERNAL:** *Oh god, if she squeezes my hand she'll break my wrist.* Every woman who desires me generates Desire Points. Lose their faith? I die. The Detective thinks I'm a criminal mastermind. The Heiress thinks I'm a caged god. My Disciple thinks my trembling is "restrained divine power." **They're all wrong. I'm just a dying scammer who weaponized charisma.** But here's the twist: The more they believe the lie... the more real it becomes. **[Warning: Contains Comedy, Face-Slapping, Steamy Mana Transfer, and a Protagonist Who Refuses to Break Character Even When Terrified]**

Humanity is at war with a vicious blood-tasty alien organization called 'the creed' Who is going to save humanity? --------------------- Ryan, a sixteen years old boy gets transmigrated into another world after his death, his soul enters into the body of another sixteen years old called Ryan in that world. Coincidentally, both Ryan suffered at the hands of the people around them, and both their families. To make things worst, the new Ryan could not awaken any ability like other kids and became the object of mockery in his school. When he thought that his life was coming to an end, he suddenly awakens a system inside of him. With the help of this system, he gains an ability, not just one but multiple abilities that will help him. The system tasks him with a mission to save humanity and help fight the war with the creed but he refuses to meddle in the affairs of the humans because of how he has been treated in the past. What will happen to our Ryan? Will he continue to run away from his mission? Or will he have a change of heart?" Let's find out in this journey. ----------- Chapters will come daily as long as you vote for more.... The cover isn't mine, credit to their rightful owners. TAGS: A little bit of villain Mc, Bloodshed, multiple females around the Mc, playful Mc, demons, elves, vampires, goblins, monsters etc.

Elliot scanned his eyes round Lexa's curvy body, making her nervous. “Wow. Such beauty,” he said, with the most glorious smile. “A-are you him?” Alexa had never felt so weak. “What was I thinking? I forgot I can’t kill royals so easily. I definitely won’t want to kill you.” He bowed before her. “I’m sorry your majesty. I forgot you were royalty.” Alexa gulped. He moved like flash, appearing here and there within the twinkle of an eye. He sped to her back and held her waist. She whimpered. “I know everything about you and I know what you want,” he whispered in her ear. “I know you want me.” She pulled away from him. He smiled… a deadly smile. Alexa wanted to be strong, she was a Queen after all. “If you know what I want then you must tell me what you want in return.” "Everyone knows that the devil wants," Elliot said, smiling with great lust. *** Will the love between the devil and a prized angel ever succeed? Will a prophecy overrule a witch's curse? Will Elliot be given an second chance into holiness? Will their love prevail and will their forbidden love be accepted by the realms?

Betrayed by his own disciple and killed by the combined might of eight Saintly Emperors. Wouldn't you call that an epic end for a Demon Emperor? Unfortunately, fate has a twisted sense of humor. Xiao Chen awakens in the lowest mortal dimension, trapped in the body of a dying, low-born servant. Even worse? A Heart Demon Curse binds his soul: He'll suffocate and die if he dares to abandon his weak young mistress and her family on the verge of annihilation. The Demon Emperor is forced to become a loyal guard dog. "Excellent," Xiao Chen laughs, wiping blood from his face. "If I must protect this worthless family, then I will forge them into this world's greatest nightmare." Relying on deceit, manipulation, and absolute cruelty, Xiao Chen begins to recruit the monstrous anomalies of the mortal world as his subordinates. From behind the shadow of a servant's uniform, he tears through imperial schemes, butchers arrogant nobles, and turns the struggle for the throne into a sea of blood. This is not a hero's story. This is the survival guide of a Demon Emperor, forced to level the world just to help his little master get some sleep. Prepare yourself. Because in this world, there are only two choices: kneel before Xiao Chen, or die beneath his feet.

After studying for five hours, Darwin went to sleep—and woke up in a cultivation world as the Azure Clan’s greatest failure. Born with damaged meridians and a broken spirit root, he’s spent sixteen years as “trash,” beaten by his siblings and mocked by servants. But everything changes when the Upgrading System activates, giving him the power to transform anything with upgrade points. Damaged meridians? Upgraded to Elite. Broken spirit root? Now an Earth-Linked Storm Root. Trash cultivation manual? Now a Grade 5 legendary technique. While others cultivate for months to advance a single stage, Darwin breaks through overnight. While others debate whether to focus on Body or Qi cultivation, Darwin does both. While others master one element, Darwin commands wind and lightning as one. But in a world where strength determines everything, rising too fast draws deadly attention. His genius sister watches him with suspicious eyes. His twin brother burns with hatred. And in ten days, the Crimson Vale Trial will force him into a death ground alongside Foundation Establishment monsters. Darwin has the system. He has the talent. Now he just needs to survive long enough to use them. The cultivation world is about to learn what happens when trash becomes treasure.

Mu Qiu jolted awake, the stench of decay filling his nostrils. He wasn't in his old apartment; he was sprawled on cracked asphalt, surrounded by the moans of the undead. He was reborn in the apocalypse. Worse, his body, dormant for two years, had mutated. He was a Corpse King, an apex predator with the power to devour and assimilate. Then, a voice echoed in his mind, clear and precise. [Congratulations, Host! You have successfully bound the Supreme World Sign-In System!] [You have arrived at your first sign-in location: Ravaged City Center. Reward: Holy Lord's Demonic Energy.] Mu Qiu stared at his clawed hands, the flesh pale and cold. A system? In this hellhole? [Next sign-in location: Mutated Zombie Hive. Estimated time: 12 hours.] [Daily Quest: Devour 100 Lesser Undead. Reward: Evolution Points.] [Status: Corpse King - Level 1. Evolution Points: 0. Demonic Energy: Acquired.] [Inventory: Empty.] He could see the information floating in his vision, like a translucent screen. The world was a nightmare, and survival as a human was impossible. But as a Corpse King with a system? That was a different story. [Would you like to absorb the Holy Lord's Demonic Energy?] Mu Qiu's jaw clenched. Yes. [Absorption commencing...]

Stanley Garin was a serious young, intelligent and passionate man who loved computers. His love to build and program computers got him a wide recognition and eventually he got a job. But unknown to him, his first Job came with a big secret. ************* She couldn't wait any longer and slipped down the bed to press her tongue against his hot flesh. He tasted so good! Her long candy pink tongue slipped out to wrap around his shaft three times and squeezed. "OMIGOD! Oh geezus! What- what are you doing?" he asked. She chuckled sexily, unable to talk with her tongue stroking his cock up and down like a wet fist. When she reached the head she uncoiled her tongue and licked at the spikes and purred at their silky smooth texture. Stanley was mumbling as his body experienced this bliss for the first time. It was quickly becoming too much for him. He felt something happening in his body. A pressure and a need. Can he escape his raging desires before things get even worse? Find out in this steamy and thigh tingling 8 part erotic series... ********* NOTE: This story contains strong sexual scenes, romance, lesbianism, succubus, oral, satyr, and magic. Read and enjoy...

Jake sensed a problem as soon as he left the hallway.He had circumnavigated the complex's exterior by following the gate until he had gained some distance from the creatures he hoped were still attempting to enter the pool.He cut through one of the buildings to get back to the parking lot once he was comfortable doing so.Although it was almost as if he sensed the overturned SUV, he did not immediately notice it.One of the dumpster sites in the complex had two large city dumpsters enclosed by brick walls, preventing it from reaching his location.He only had to walk a few steps before he saw the clearly upside-down portion of the vehicle sticking out from the dumpster block.He took a few more steps, and he saw something strange and reflective lying on the ground. Another few steps revealed the object's identity. Sunglasses with aviators. Jake recognized Lucas 's aviator sunglasses right away.which meant Francis , and he started to run.Run wasn't even close to being sufficient.Jake probably had never moved faster in his entire life.He didn't even give it much thought.He had forgotten about his worn-out body and aching limbs.They were a thing of the past and had long since disappeared from history.He had no idea that there were undead creatures all around.They had also become non-entities.For him, the overturned SUV and its contents were the only things that mattered.

He spent three years on his knees. He was never meant to be there. Three years ago, Kael woke up in an alley with no memories and no name. A wealthy family took him in, married him to the daughter they'd given up on, and turned him into their live-in servant—the one who apologizes when vases break and doesn't fight back when fists fly. Then something inside him starts to wake up. Hunters begin appearing. Beautiful, inhuman things that speak a name he doesn't recognize, and when they say it, something in him answers. Memories start bleeding through—memories of power, of judgment, of being something far more than human. Kael wasn't a nobody who lost his past. He was a god. The one who held other gods accountable. And when he got too close to their secrets, they ripped away his power, erased his mind, and buried him in a mortal body to suffer and forget. Now he's remembering. But every time he reaches for what he used to be, he loses a piece of the life he built here—his memories, his emotions, his connection to the wife who stayed. His brother, a god of war, is coming to finish the job. Seven days until he arrives. Kael can become what he was and lose everything human about himself, or stay who he is and die.