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My Wives Are Too Overpowered

With the rising power of humans, who can come close to being a Blessed? Deriving their powers straight from the Gods, the Blessed are the forerunners of humanity, super humans with peak mortal prowess, ruling all over mankind from the shadows. Waking up to find himself reincarnated back as his 21-year-old self, Alexander Gray finds an alternate path to life, one that transcends beyond the way of the Blessed and touches upon the infinite untapped human potential. Follow the mortal Alexander Gray, as he walks a path exclusive to himself, journeying to find immortality and godhood. All the while being surrounded by gods themselves, aka, his wives. ——————————————— This novel is your one stop destination for all the wholesome fantasies. I know you’ve read too much serious plots, cultivation, action, adventure, and now want something to relax and calm yourself. Indulge in the wholesome and slow fluff that this novel offers, with the smut so good, it not only warms you up, but also makes your heart orgasm. No NTR/Rape. If there’s any traumatizing content, appropriate warnings will be put forward. If you don’t prefer the explicit scenes, they can be skipped and the reading experience will still be the same. Have a good read and I’ll see you in the latest chapters! Discord: https://discord.gg/4zqpN8xNBB

SocialHippo · Fantasy
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157 Chs

Another Assassination Attempt

"Have you seen Tokyo Drift?"

"Oh, yes! I love that movie!" The young boy answered happily.

Alex laughed. "Hahaha, that's good. Now tell me what's your total college tuition and the price of this car."

"Huh? Uhh… What's with the sudden question, sir?" The boy asked.

Alex looked at him and said with a smile, "I'll pay it for you."

"Why?" The boy was stupefied and asked.

"Why, you don't want me to?" Alex asked back.

The boy smiled awkwardly. "I mean… who in their right mind would reject such an offer… but… this car… I don't think I can sell it."

"Why is that?" Alex asked calmly while keeping an eye on the assassins.

"My father gave it to me on my eighteenth birthday before he passed away. It has memor—"

Thwack!

"Ow. Sir why'd you hit—"

"Bozo, I can smell the entire ocean in the backseat. Just one sniff at the seat cover is sure to get me high on ten different types of opioids. Is this how you take care of your father's precious gift?" Alex reprimanded this guy.