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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 · Fantaisie
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268 Chs

A thousand blade works

Without uttering any words, Veremos unleashed an ice bullet at Ethan, a deadly projectile that seemed to defy the laws of nature.

Its velocity cracked the ground beneath, leaving a wake of sonic booms echoing through the desolation that surrounded them.

Ethan remained motionless, his figure stark against the backdrop of chaos. He knelt beside Ryan's lifeless body, but his immobility spoke of a spirit crushed, devoid of any motivation to evade the impending doom.

The ice bullet hurtled forward, a gleaming shard of malevolence, closing the distance with a malevolent eagerness. Veremos reveled in the scent of impending triumph, the aroma of victory hanging thick in the air.

The battle-worn earth beneath Ethan's trembling form trembled in anticipation of the clash.