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The Book of Lilivil: All my wives are witches

"Are you tired of being a mere mortal? Weak with no strength to fight back? Always at the mercy of fate? With this contract, you'll gain the power to bend reality to your will. You'll be a witch, a master of the arcane, feared and respected by all who cross your path. Make your choice… time's wasting". Ethan Blake was transported to another world, unlike the rest who were, he was deemed unfit to be a hero due to his lack of magic. Scorned and bullied by the rest, Ethan was soon labeled the false hero, and brought to the low level of a slave. He was met by danger, at the verge of death, when he was suddenly blessed with a power, one that granted him the ability to turn maidens into witches. With this new power, Ethan will now walk the world, knowing he has the power to change his faith and everything around him. N:B- The synopsis doesn't really do justice to the novel, please give it a go and decide for yourself if it's good or not. The main harem is around 3-5 girls, but be warned, they don't all come at once, as i don't want to to be cliche. There will be some steamy scenes and also heartbreak, thrilling and wholesome ones too, so get ready!.

Kirito_K5 · Fantasy
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268 Chs

Shopping for new clothes

Anna stood poised at the entrance of the changing room, her delicate foot tapping the ground restlessly as her hands remained discreetly tucked. 

Surrounding her, the air hummed with the vibrant energy of the bustling cloth shop, where Ethan had thoughtfully brought them to acquire new attire, recognizing the impracticality of parading around in their worn garments.

As Ethan busied himself in the male section, meticulously evaluating his potential acquisitions, Nora and Lilith ventured into the female section, each ensconced within individual changing rooms.

 

Meanwhile, Anna, her patience tested, patiently lingered outside, fervently anticipating her own turn to explore the realm of sartorial transformation.

Observing the flurry of activity around her, Anna couldn't help but feel a pang of envy as she witnessed fellow shoppers gracefully twirling before mirrors, their faces adorned with expressions of elation or mild dissatisfaction.