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Blessed by Night

In the year 2033 it began. Gods, monsters, devils, angels, every higher creature from every mythology began to bless those they found worthy and share their powers. Eventually with the emergence of the gates, we realized they were preparing us. The so called chosen heroes who enter gates are known as the Blessed and in it’s become the most sought after career in the world. They are the most famous and well known people in the entire world and some are even the leaders of their own nations. They are immensely powerful, beautiful, and charming beings. After five whole years, we still have no idea what the higher’s criteria are for blessing a human. Despite the seemingly loose criteria, only 1 percent of the population actually end up as blessed and gain the privilege of entering gates and defending our world. With all of the excitement around the Blessed, we seem to have forgotten the most important question. Why are they doing this for us and what will they require in return? —— Discord link is : https://discord.gg/yXuqHaS6dc ———————— Additional tags : - yuri (MCs sister and best friend.) Milf (MC is a milf hunter so most of the women in the harem will be cougars. Character development is a bit slower compared to my other novels because Malachi is meant to feel like a real person. If you start reading this with the expectation that Mal is going to be some cool bastard with no emotions who treats everyone around him like they’re disposable, then boy o boy are you in for the shock of your fucking life.

AnathaShesha · Fantasy
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349 Chs

No More Hiding

Celeste was in the middle of reading a very riveting chapter of one of her cheesy romance novels.

One of the great things about having a daughter who was on the scouting team was that sometimes she could bring you back old books from before the world fell apart.

Celeste was hoping that the next time her daughter returned she would be bringing her back another volume that she wouldn't sprint through in five hours or less.

In the middle of her fantasizing, the electronic ringing of her front door interrupted her from reaching the erotic couple shower scene.

Disappointed, she carried herself to the front door with a noticeable hint of frustration in her steps.

But when she opened the door, her irritation changed into mild fear, and then slight concern.

Standing outside her door was a tall man with dark black skin and glowing violet eyes.

Resting across his back was her own daughter, Melanie.