As the Crimson Valkyries continue their journey into the dungeon, hoping to remove the curses placed upon them, a team of soldiers prepares to venture into the dungeon armed with modern, System-enhanced weaponry. But will that be enough to save them from the corrupting influence of the Demon of the Dungeon? -------------------------------- Mandatory Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. None of it should be attempted in the real world. None of this should be taken as even tacit approval or support of the actions portrayed herein. This is a story about a rotten bastard who gains power to take bastardry to a new level, and absolutely doesn't care what society thinks of him. This story contains gore, cursing, sex, and all kinds of nasty shit. If you have triggers, consider this your warning. **This is an Omnibus version of Lewd Dungeon, books 9 - 12.**

    Behind his steely façade is a man who has experienced more losses than one man should. His biological parents are long dead. His adoptive parents have passed. Now, it’s just him and his might alone in the world. A chance encounter with a woman in need of help exposes him to a danger. His heroic efforts reveal a long-held secret about who he is and what he’s destined to become. He’s the child of prophecy. Now he must embrace his new role, grow stronger, and make allies before a Dark God exacts his plans to take over the universe—all while testing his prowess with strong, beautiful women who are eager to see what he’s made of. Warning: Book contains strong sexual themes, a harem of powerful women, brutal battles, evil monsters, and a sadistic Dark God who will stop at nothing to get what he wants. Find out what happens in this adrenaline-rushing adult fantasy adventure novel!

    

    

    But there is a reason the former War God fell. He can only dare to imagine what foes lie in wait. He will have to build a team out of a former shield maiden, an elven sorceress intent on hiding her power, a beautiful lycan who doesn't trust anyone, and a mortal-hating fire celestial. What could be hard about that?

    Gryff is a young man who had goals and dreams. They were rapidly ripped away from him in a spiraling series of events. Inserted on a new world, he must achieve a new path. Will you dare to quest with the hero? Download now to join Gryff in his exploits and feats. Warning contains gore with extreme violence; there is a harem and on occasion a sex scene!!! Note - reduced the errors thanks to feedback from readers.

    But when his vision quest binds his core to the ferocious crimson bear, the young shaman discovers that he must face a much more dangerous challenge than a few sick villagers. A vile corruption is spreading through the world, threatening to utterly consume it.With only his trusty war club and his wits to guide him, Kyr must contend with the Emperor's elite headhunters, treacherous outlaws, and seductive spirits to purge the infection that threatens the land. Witch King is a cultivation harem novel featuring a headstrong protagonist, deadly enemies, explicit scenes of steamy good times, and buckets of crazy action. Pick up this brand new series from Nick Harrow, bestselling author of the Dungeon Bringer Series!

    New body.Mind-blowing possibilities.Maybe this world full of jaw-droppingly beautiful women and martial arts magic is just some sort of delusion.Maybe this strong, capable body I’ve found myself in isn’t real.But if it is, then there’s a path that could lead me to everything I’ve ever desired.Wealth.Women.Power.It’s the path of a Champion, and I might just have what it takes to walk along it.I just need to survive the training first.Warning: Inspired by the Wuxia, Xianxia, and Cultivation stories of Asian mythology, Champion is an 18+ fantasy that contains nudity and sex scenes, and a shit-ton of magical, martial-arts action.If such things are not to your liking, you’re in the wrong place.

    At least, I think it is. That’s what the note in my pocket said when I woke up in this jungle, but it said a bit more than that. It gave me two assignments: Survive the monsters and breed with as many women as possible. The future of the human race depends on you.So… There's a lot I’m pretty confused about.The beautiful women I’ve found in this jungle are just as lost, and they had their own note that told them to breed with the strongest man they could find. They seem to trust me enough to team up in figuring out what the hell is going on, but we’re finding more alarming mysteries everywhere we explore in this jungle.Why are we so strong? Why are we trapped here with these crazy monsters?And why are these gorgeous women as compelled to breed with me as I am with them?

    

    

    I could hear it. There, beyond the beach, behind the tree-line. Off to my left, out of sight. I was still on the beach, just beyond the waterline. I crawled here a few minutes ago. I heard the rustling almost immediately; as soon as I had become conscious again. I didn’t know how long I had been there, apparently washed up by a higher tide sometime earlier. My clothes were still wet, so I must not have been here more than a few hours. I didn’t wake up coughing, so it didn’t seem that I had drowned. The life-jacket seemed to have kept me above water. I was on my knees, scanning the tree-line for movement, and listening…and trying to get my bearings. I had been awake for just a few minutes. The sun was up, but barely. Of course, we almost never saw the sun because of the ash clouds, but they were getting better every year. It had been 18 years since the cataclysm. If the cataclysm had taught us anything, it was to be careful and think things through. I wasn’t in immediate danger as far as I could tell. My only injury seemed to be a really painful, but minor head-wound from where I had been hit. We had left the compound on Tahiti early yesterday. Or was it the day before? I guess it didn’t matter. I guess I didn’t know for sure what day it was. I didn’t have a watch; we didn’t have much use for them. When you don’t have appointments, and no train to catch, precise times aren’t that important. I had intended to travel with just the cargo, but Aunt Irene hated the islands and wanted to go back to what she thought of as her home. For some reason, she expected to find the resort and the town just like she had left it. She was delusional. I might not have said that last week, but after what happened, I would have a lot more to say if there had been anyone to listen to me. What I couldn’t figure out was how she and Clark thought that they could survive a two year journey at sea in relative isolation, eating mostly fish. Irene was used to demanding that others do her work for her. How did she imagine that she would handle a trip like this with just me, Clark, and the four sisters? She didn’t even like any of us. My plan was to stay on a different end of the boat as much as possible. But that was all pretty much ancient history now. Last night, I was standing at the bow of the boat, watching the last of the sunlight disappear. It was going to be dark. The moon didn’t show much these days. Irene came up and stood beside me and said, “So, out there is Rangiroa?” I said yeah, but there was something strange about the question. She knew as well as I exactly where we should be and where our course was taking us. Yeah, the island Rangiroa and it’s neighbors was just in front of us. We’d be passing them overnight. There was something weird in her voice. She sighed and said, “Yeah,” and then I felt something hit me in the back of the head and I passed out. I woke up on the beach here, listening for something out there, beyond the tree-line.

    Following Rachel McNally to the big city, he had no idea how much his life and the world around him would change.Chronicling the days leading up to World War I and the events that followed, Tinder Street is the first book in a saga that will take readers from rural farms to a major industrial city in the Midwest, across an ocean where German U-boats lurk waiting for a target to come within range of their deadly torpedoes, to the bloody trench warfare of France, and home again. And of how, back at home, the soldiers of a victorious Army try to put their experiences behind them and pick up the pieces of the lives they once had, to look toward a future bright with promise. Lucas was one of those soldiers, a man who hated the thought of killing, but did his duty. A duty that would haunt him long after the last shots were fired.This is also the story of the simple working class people who built America. Farmers, factory workers, streetcar conductors, midwives, and public servants. Their joys and sorrows, their wins and losses, and how these people who struggled together to build a better life for themselves and their children changed a place named Tinder Street to Tender Street, a reflection of one family’s devotion to their neighbors.

     When a woman with horns and hooves came to my door, I could have stayed in bed. I could have ignored her invitation to a world unknown. Instead, I saved her life. And that changed everything. She is a marvelous creature, with fickle desires and a mischievous glint in her onyx-black eyes. She is brazen and brash and bold — though vulnerable. She is hunted. But she is not without hope. A goddess of resplendent grace and beauty watches over the mythical races of the dark forest. She awaits a champion to save them from the brink of a violent extinction. To protect the women I grow to love, I must abandon my small and backwater life to become something more. I must become her emissary. A holy goddess who sees without sight. A muscled cyclopean beauty en route to the castle's door. A thirsty satyress with a penchant for cherry wine. Together, we will reshape the world. WARNING: This book contains violence and gore, explicit sexual encounters, puppets, a goddess with no love of privacy, monster girls in mortal danger, a pampered prince, dazzling divine artifacts, insatiable women, blessed intercourse in a holy temple, death and dismemberment, a god whose anger ignites at deception, a pageant dressing room of hideous horrors, and a rapist who gets tossed into another dimension.