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Dread Sovereign: Monster Girl Harem

A handsome half-orc with a hulking body filled with perfect muscles stands carrying a great axe over one shoulder. His neon blue eyes watching the void, waiting for those that would threaten his world. Huge creatures with monstrous figures, beasts of the abyss, here to kill the orc. Their angered shrieks and pained screams filled the air. The corpses of these monsters surround his body, forming his throne of dread. His long tail smashed down, turning them into pulp while using his brutal axe with powerful chops, cleaving them into pieces. "This world shall become ours; you cannot stop our legion! Orc!" a distorted and evil voice sounded. "WATCH ME!" Shouted the orc, filled with confidence and pride. In defiance, a purple mist shrouded him as he transformed into a monster himself, with long gryphon wings and sharp horns from his head—a hulking muscular body and legs filled with thick scales and black hooves. Bang! The orc stepped forward, his heart burning with passion and desire as he bellowed with a demonic and distorted voice. "I am the Sovereign of Dread, foul Daemons. This is MY world! Return to your wasteland to rot, or DIE!" He was a manticore, the only male manticore ever to exist. He fights not for power. Not for glory! Alistair "Raven" Granbell fights only for his beloved women and because he LOVES to fight the strong and crush them under his axe Mor'vaal and prove he deserves his Dread Sovereign title. Dread Sovereign is exclusively published on Webnovel.com.

Duke_Asmodeus · Fantasía
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250 Chs

Chapter 103: To You My Future Husband~

Her hands guided his huge fingers to her chest before giving him a wink.

"Fufu~ those are my tits, you naughty orc."

"You were always too cute, Philis, but why did you leave those erotic videos, were you trying to turn me into a criminal looking for someone to soothe my libido?"

"Ehehe~ sorry, but you loved it. Maybe this time, we can try anal for real?"

He looked at her with a serious face, stroking her cheeks and soft hair, knowing that when she became nervous or shy, Philis began speaking like a perverted middle-aged man.

As she felt his thick hands stroking her cheeks before she could speak, his next words dropped any doubts in her heart; the secret she was hiding, everything became meaningful; he once again charmed her off her feet.

"Philis... Back then, I was so stupid; at the time, I couldn't afford to think of marriage or children... In my stupid immaturity... I hurt you..."