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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.

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Chapter 179: Zeon's Fall [R18]

"Ready," Raven told Zeon to lie flat on her back.

Warm sweat had already started to seep through her white dress; from her appearance, it would appear the intense activity had stripped the reptile girl of her cool demeanour, revealing her vulnerable side and sexual appeal that few got to see, not since meeting him, perhaps never seeing him this lustfully hungry before Zeon now craved his sexual hunger, needing such desires.

"Ah, what are you gonna...?" Her tone was anxious.

"No, it will happen," Zeon whispered reassuringly as she bit her lips in trepidation, nodding.

She lifted her gaze from the orc, her smooth, hot stomach rising with the shallow breaths of air and the cold, steel golden light within her eyes shining brightly with the naked excitement of anticipating what was coming.

Her pale hands reached upwards, and her palms cupped each side of her breast, which fit perfectly inside.