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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 · Fantasia
Classificações insuficientes
268 Chs

Ethan...What are you?

"Open to me… Lilivil!".

In a crescendo of anticipation, Ethan's fervent cry filled the air, reverberating with a resounding power that seemed to command the very elements around him. 

As if responding to his call, the vibrant red magic book underwent a mesmerizing transformation, morphing into a mysterious crimson sword that emanated an otherworldly aura.

The sword seemed to beckon to him, its allure irresistible. Ethan seized the hilt without a moment's hesitation, the weight of the weapon balanced perfectly in his grasp. 

With unwavering determination and a resolute spirit, he stood poised, his body defying the pain from his injured leg as he balanced on one foot, the injured limb elevated above the ground.

A surge of raw energy coursed through Ethan's being, the red glow of the sword infusing his veins, suffusing his eyes with a crimson hue laced with a hint of darkness.