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My interracial harem of beautiful queens

In a world where demons and elves coexist, Adam Harris awakens in a strange place, completely without control of his body. His hands are shackled, and sharp spears are pointed at him, ready to pierce him. In a state of shock and panic, he breaks free from his shackles and cries out the question, "What the devil is going on here?" A mysterious and stunning girl, enveloped in a mystical aura, responds to his words. Her eyes glow with bright flame as she turns to Adam, demanding he surrenders. "Surrender, demon!" At that moment, Adam feels a strange warmth inside him and, glancing behind him, discovers soaring black wings. He realizes that he has now become a demon himself and is a prisoner of the elven tribe. However, on the brink of death, when he is about to be executed, a mysterious voice rings out in his head: "'Conquering Queens' system has been successfully activated!" This system offers Adam a chance at survival and the chance to become the lord of a harem where the beautiful elven queens will submit to him. Adam's adventures begin as he plunges into an epic battle for power, love, and freedom. In this world steeped in passion and sexual intrigue, he faces dangerous adversaries and wins the hearts of beauty queens. But at every turn, he is haunted by inner demons and past secrets that could destroy everything he has grown to love and strive to achieve. (R-18 CONTENT!) My Discord - aleksandreev

MisterBombastic · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
277 Chs

Veronica's disappointment

Azaroth clenched his fists tightly, producing an audible crack. His body trembled visibly, and his eyes darted around like a kid caught stealing chocolate from a store. Almost immediately, he lost his composure, transforming from a mighty warrior into an ordinary boy who had made a mistake and knew his parents would scold him. But...

"Azaroth..." Veronica's voice cut through the air with icy precision.

"!!!"

...Veronica would be the one to scold him. And that could be considered a synonym for "death."

Completely by chance, Azazel turned his bald head towards his older brother, Azaroth, and... he froze. Goosebumps ran down Azazel's entire body, while his heart began to beat rapidly. His own older brother, who had been quite arrogant just a minute ago, now lay on the ground, oozing black blood that slowly filled and tainted the scent of the throne room. Wait, the throne room?!