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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 · 奇幻
分數不夠
268 Chs

Planting the orbs

"What?" Valerie voiced, her elegant silhouette sat like a statue amidst the room's atmosphere, her voice slicing through the silence like a dagger. 

Her eyes, once warm pools of hazel, now gleamed with an icy fury that sent shivers through the room. She frowned, her brows knitting together in a tapestry of anger and confusion.

Ethan faced her with an air of urgency. The room they stood in, bathed in the soft glow of flickering candles.

"There's a final war about to happen between Nelvora and Ragnar… I need your orbs, one big enough to transport about 700 soldiers," Ethan's voice quivered with a mix of desperation and determination.

Valerie's eyes narrowed, her hand unconsciously clenching the fabric of her gown. 

"Ethan?... A war between two kingdoms has nothing to do with you… I thought your whole focus was winning the Amber dance," she spoke, her worry transforming into nagging, her voice like a distant echo in the chamber's hallowed silence.