A mysterious curse rapidly sprawls forth every night as the twin moons vanish behind a curtain of eternal darkness. The unknown magic is rising demons from the depths of the planet that are praying on the unsuspecting. The Kyroo Kingdom is struggling to understand what has transpired as maps, texts, and many memories are now blank. Logan loves the quiet farm life, even the endless hard work. The young man has a natural skill and passion for all things archery. As the curse affects his family, Logan thirsts for knowledge about what is happening and leaves his farm. He journeys to Narree where he meets Riya; a farm girl just as determined and resolute to adventure as Logan is. They decide to brave the curse, fight the demons of the night, and help by redrawing lost maps. Join them as they explore, fight, and navigate the world of Kyroo.

    Here comes The Dungeon Hive!

    He was turning 20 and his life existed within the confines of the walls of his uncle’s antique shop. That is, until a box of junk came in and he found a bracelet. After he tried it on, it changed his life forever.Penelope — the fiery, redhead, twin-tailed Fox girl, or Kitsune — was sent to get him. But his first night of learning about magic was definitely not normal. He damages his uncle’s shop, slays Darkbeasts, saves the beautiful Penelope (without knowing how he did it), and gets transported to a different world of learning.When he gets to the Acadamia, he learns there are no other males there, just him. And the mostly female monster girl student body are now fighting over him. None of them realized that things are about to turn out differently. Ian now has magic, and it’s powerful.This series contains the unabridged text (meaning lots of language, sex, and f-bombs), mayhem, monster girls, lots of tails, and magic the likes of which have not been in ages from a Magician.

    Until one day, he accidentally runs someone over. Now, through a series of strange and unforeseeable circumstances, he has become anything but normal. A story of magic, of a history that never was, and of a man trying to go through the day to day life while managing the affairs of an entire world. Join Dale Mitchell on his journey. Along with the series World Keeper, Keeper's World follows the various tales that take place within the world itself. The first story can be found in the following link. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B071CW8ZDX

    He had risen to the top as a vice guild leader and thanks to his work his guild was steps away from truly standing with the other top guilds. Only fate decided to rip it all away at the last moment. After his fall Alex awakens to see his 18 year old self looking back at him in the mirror. It's 2266 and Eternal Dominion is set to launch in a matter of hours, this time things will be different. This time he will succeed in life and make sure his friends and family are along for the ride even if he has to drag them along to do so.

    It's a dungeon from another world, masquerading as just another private residence in the suburbs. It has enchanted rooms, can craft powerful items, build lethal traps, and produce incredible monsters.And it's my mission to protect and evolve its monstrous inhabitants.

    All for the chance to get back at a handful of people. It isn’t as if they didn’t deserve it either. They had driven him from his home. Chased him physically from the very guild house itself. All the way to the gates of the city. Simply because he wasn’t as strong as they expected him to be. As strong as he’d expected himself to be. He’d returned to the city the next day and left with his means for revenge. Something he’d hidden away and told no one about when he found it in one of his few Dungeon Dives. An inactive Dungeon Core. A crystal the size of a fist with a soul inside. One that could create anything from mana it wanted to. From monsters and complex cave systems to gold coins. Years spent in planning, and unfortunately farming, as he waited. Now it felt like his moment was finally here. The Dungeon Core had been acting strange lately. As if it were finally… coming to life. Watching over the crystal like a hawk for this very event, Ryker impatiently waits. Any day now, it'd start. And he could set about taking his vengeance. Starting with ripping the soul of the Dungeon out. Warning and minor spoiler: This novel contains graphic violence, undefined relationships/harem, unconventional opinions/beliefs, forced political marriage (and consummation), and a hero who is as tactful as a dog at a cat show. Read at your own risk. (Product Page for Book 1: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07... Page for Book 2: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07... Page for Book 3: https://www.amazon.com/Dungeon-Depose...)

    After being executed for crimes forgotten in death, Tira is given the chance to make that choice. Tira chose Acekorah, the Primeval Terror, a being so dangerous few cores will risk trying to contain it.The danger wasn’t important. Tira remembers dying. If containing Acekorah means Tira will face greater danger, that’s a risk worth taking, because the Primeval Terror walked the world long before the races of Man roamed the earth, and Cores bound to him are able to summon beings from beyond the veil of time.Now, forged in the fires of Tira's wrath, the dinosaurs will walk the world anew.

    After working late nights at Conan's Pizza, his overactive Frazetta-inspired imagination are all that get him through the day. Dreams of slaying beasts to rescue babelicious women will soon be put to the test as his sudden gut-emptying illness turns out to be the side effects of desperate priestess magic from a world of savage-land hotties and nightmarish monsters. With his newly bestowed herculean body and the aid, advice, and welcome attentions of his female companions, Dennis must learn the skills of a warrior, gain the heart of a champion, and fulfill the uniquely different desires of the women who choose to call him their man. Facing deadly vagabonds, ravenous beasts, and mythical creatures, he does his best to survive the challenges of this new land and protect the women relying on him. But his hard work in college never prepared him for any of this, and especially not for the Dark One. Warning: This novel contains explicit content, and is not meant for readers under 18 years of age.

    But when he logs in, he soon finds out that he won’t be diving the dungeon – he will be creating it. Pretty awesome right?At least that was what he thought when he boldly chose ‘Random’ as his dungeon type…Then he summoned his first mob. A fearsome, bloodthirsty demonic… Chicken.Still, Demonic Farm Animals are the least of his worries. The person who is supposed to be teaching him the ropes is a weirdly advanced AI pixie who drinks too much and is overly fond of gambling. Oh and some mysterious figure seems to be watching and judging his every move – so signing that NDA is feeling like less and less of a solid choice.Either way, James is up for the challenge. Even if it means building a dungeon around kamikaze sheep, enraged cows, unhygienic pigs and yes… Dickens.At least his next randomly selected mob type can’t be worse… right?This is the revised, edited and novelized retelling of the popular Royal Road web serial Dungeon Core Online by Glyax.

    An unimaginable world filled with monsters and magic. Destiny awaits.When fate brought me to the fantasy world of Aurilon, I thought I'd seen everything.If I only knew how wrong I was. Now, I’ve discovered monsters are real, they’re stunningly beautiful, and they need my help.In this world, men’s cores are cursed, preventing them from cultivating and achieving incredible power. Fortunately, I’m not from this world.With several amazing monster girls at my side, I'll forge a new destiny and ascend to heights I’d only ever dreamed of.But first, I must create a safe haven in the wilds to protect those who have been hunted for far too long.My greatest challenge lies ahead.Spirit to cultivate. Monster girls to rescue. Skills to increase.And a boatload of enemies to eliminate.I’ve never come back from a hunt empty-handed, and I’m not about to start now.DISCLAIMER: This series contains adult themes, graphic violence, undefined relationships/harem, and explicit scenes. You’ve been warned.

    Fritz must face life as a troll in a world where monsters are hunted, but he isn’t going to sit around waiting to be killed. He may be a monster but there’s no rule that monsters can’t hunt other monsters.Fritz is a troll that likes good food and good drink among other things, so he strives to improve his life in the world he finds himself in. For the sake of good food and good cider he’ll do whatever it takes, even if that means conquering the world. World domination is purely optional though. The food and drink aren't.Fritz soon acquires some useful allies so he won't be eating dull food for long. His unlucky ninja may also help make life itself interesting. He soon attracts a little too much attention from the gods already in this world, so his life is about to get a little too interesting.Please note that all people, places and events in this story are purely fictional. Any resemblance to any real person, place or event (or anything else) is purely co-incidence. This story does include violence, alcohol, fan service and adult themes, so is not suitable for young children. All main characters and characters with any fan service are adults (aged 18+).

    I used to be a computer programmer… I think.But then I woke up in a strange new world as a… god? Part of me thinks this is some ultra-realistic VR game, but things just seem and feel too real.Especially the three beautiful priestesses who have traveled from afar just to worship and love me.

    After all, as an agoraphobe who never leaves his apartment, his social life is defined by, and limited to, games.Yet an interesting premise quickly shows its dark side as his mind is filled with memories of unspeakable torment, forcing him to rely on his meta-knowledge just to stay sane. The game is like nothing he's ever played: it has no tutorial, no HUD, no levels, no experience system, no respawns, and no mercy.Surviving against all expectation, battered by memories of a woman he can't help but hate, Abram's only hope for survival is given to him by a chance encounter with Angrboda, the legendary mother of Fenrir. In her arms he learns that only through sensual exchange can he advance, and with her support he sets his sights on power, rulership, and a harem of mythical, or murderous, women.Celestine is a world of monsters. The strong rule the weak, trust is in short supply, and the only real options for the true survivor are to lay it, or slay it.Thank goodness it's only a game ...Warning: This book does not pan to waving curtains and fade to black. Those uninterested or under the age of eighteen are strongly warned of explicit content.

    To everyone else, I’m JD—a struggling artist, working my fingers to the bone for my shot with one of the big comic book companies. Oh, and I work nights, managing a dive called Judson’s Bar and Grill. I know, the dream life. Things were boring, disappointing, even. Until one faithful night, when everything changed. Why? Where do I start? First: An odd woman showed up in a booth while I was trying to close for the night. Rude, but on its own, not so weird. She was dressed in a kimono and had a sword in her lap. That part? Getting a little strange. Second: It turns out she’s a mistress at a magical academy and had been looking for me. Right? Please pick up on my sarcasm. Except, she proved it, and with just a few violent swings of her very real sword, ensured I both didn’t have a job any longer, and more or less had to follow her into a scary, glowing portal. Where did it take me? A surreal place called Zenith Academy, and a life I’d only ever dreamt of. There I’ll learn how to cultivate mana and wield magic-like powers. And that is just the beginning. The tower imbues cultivators with visual prompts and game-like stats, making my new life feel like something straight out of a choose your own adventure novel. But it’s not all for nothing. Evidently, they’ve been fighting a war for thousands of years, and I’ve just been drafted. <>