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Blessed by Night

In the year 2033 it began. Gods, monsters, devils, angels, every higher creature from every mythology began to bless those they found worthy and share their powers. Eventually with the emergence of the gates, we realized they were preparing us. The so called chosen heroes who enter gates are known as the Blessed and in it’s become the most sought after career in the world. They are the most famous and well known people in the entire world and some are even the leaders of their own nations. They are immensely powerful, beautiful, and charming beings. After five whole years, we still have no idea what the higher’s criteria are for blessing a human. Despite the seemingly loose criteria, only 1 percent of the population actually end up as blessed and gain the privilege of entering gates and defending our world. With all of the excitement around the Blessed, we seem to have forgotten the most important question. Why are they doing this for us and what will they require in return? —— Discord link is : https://discord.gg/yXuqHaS6dc ———————— Additional tags : - yuri (MCs sister and best friend.) Milf (MC is a milf hunter so most of the women in the harem will be cougars. Character development is a bit slower compared to my other novels because Malachi is meant to feel like a real person. If you start reading this with the expectation that Mal is going to be some cool bastard with no emotions who treats everyone around him like they’re disposable, then boy o boy are you in for the shock of your fucking life.

AnathaShesha · Fantasia
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Is This a Date or a Mission?!

Malachi had been back at home for a few weeks now and had gotten relatively adjusted to the life he'd left behind.

He and Cami had developed a wonderful relationship and were practically as thick as thieves at any moment of the day.

But also, he had been getting his love life back on track and showing the women in his life the proper attention they deserved after so long apart.

Nowadays, it had become difficult for him to even get out of his quarters without having at least one of the girls glued to him. 

Like right now for example. 

On one side, he had Nadine's head buried in the crook of his neck as she enjoyed the fact that her husband now had an actual body again and thus could be drank from. 

Camille was sitting firmly in the middle of his lap, wearing a small animal onesie and gaining an understanding of the children's song 'Baby Shark'.