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This is a story of a reincarnated person, who decides use his previous life wisdom and knowledge only for conquering beauties.... This has many s*x scenes so be warned I am translating my this novel for my own enjoyment... You are welcome to read it if interested. This novel is not my original novel....so I will not take the credit.... I saw in many websites that this remained not translated for many years so I want to translate it completely.... Hoping to get your support. associated names : Using the Wisdom from My Isekai Reincarnation Only for Sex 異世界転生の知恵と力を、ただひたすらセックスするために使う

Allan and Nora are destined to be together. Nora restarts her life in Uxur with Mike her boyfriend, a town full of mystery. She meets Allan a fun and goofy boy whom is she attracted to. Both end up on adventures tackling mysteries of town and the people around them. A complicated romance with spine chilling adventures.

An ignorant and somewhat childish accident sprouts a draconic rod on Lyle’s crotch. Not that he hadn’t had one - it just augmented it, like a sprout suddenly growing into a sweet potato. It was the time when his witch Aunt realized that she fucked up. It’s now up to her to take responsibility for her clumsiness. But she didn’t know that Lyle was about to plant his sweet potato sprouts into the whole village and beyond. ... Lyle knew it was all his mistake, but it was time to find a solution, not whine about it. His whole cock had transformed into a thick, long cucumber, and it wasn't even hinting at shrinking down. Even his balls could be named Walnuts at this point. Now he must find an efficient and effective way to put his dragon to rest, or it will devour his quest to become the strongest. ——————————————————— Warning!: Mind blowing familial relationships and smut. No NTR. ——————————————————— Tags: R18 | Mother-son | Aunt-nephew | Cousin | Unique Magical Mechanics | ——————————————————— The cover is not mine. Please contact me to remove it. Discord: https://discord.gg/tpZUwe5cFT

A series of quotes so profound, Shakespeare would plop his knees and nimble on these succulent cherries. Some stolen, but you can't prove that.

In an age where magic and technology intertwine, the current old kings that rule over the Yvanna galaxy usher in a new age, with their reign slowly coming to an end. Crowe, a destitute child, learns the ways of the Wielders - sorcerers who wield the ancient language of gods. Although the path may seem grim, Crowe has every intention to heave the burdens of his family and pave better days for his comrades. Watch as Crowe unravels the mysteries of the ancient language and intertwine his very being with entities of unimaginable strength and horror. This is the story of Crowe, the Inkweaver.

In the land of Elarion, peace is a fragile illusion. A war that raged for ten years has finally ended, leaving the world scarred and its heroes forgotten. Among them is Cael, a former soldier framed and discarded by the very kingdoms he once bled for. Now exiled, drifting from battlefields to back alleys, he lives as a mercenary—numb, bitter, and trying to outrun a past that won't stay buried. But as the kingdoms prepare for a global ritual to "heal" the land, something begins to rot beneath the surface. Priests falter. Mages lose control. Artifacts whisper when no one's listening. And when the ritual is cast, it doesn't cleanse—it spreads. A sickness born from mana, prayer, and power itself begins to twist the world. It infects not just flesh—but soul. Not even the gods are spared. Cael, marked by the same magic he never trusted, may be one of the few who can walk through the decay without losing himself. But survival won’t be enough. He'll have to face the war again—only this time, it's everywhere. And it doesn’t end with the dead.

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Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!