The Cursed Prince - Chapter 640 - Feeling Warm And Fuzzy

[Content Warning: 18+]While Ren was busy gooning to sexy milfs in the n with bat wings website, suddenly he found himself isekaied to a different world. And what did he found in front of him, five sexy milfs straight out of his dreams looking at him with lustful eyes.But that was not all. The world where he had been teleported to was a fantasy world of magic and sword. And as a lover of this particular genre, Ren could not get any more excited.But wait, there is more. How could Ren be isekaied and not have any cheats ? So he was given the power to make any and all ladies wet and lustful. And doing so would also allow him to gain more strength. How awesome was that.So, Ren just needed to get down and dirty with sexy, busty and lustful ladies and he would become stronger. Now if that was not a dream isekai fantasy of a man then what was ?But would he be able to able to handle all the ladies alone ? Would he truly be able to learn strong magic by only doing snu snu ? Only time would give the answer.(Special Remarks: Some of the ladies in story will have multiple partners but none of them are MC's lover. MC is doing the NTR but he is not the only one.)[ANY LOVE INTEREST OF THE MC WOULD ONLY BELONG TO HIM]__________________A lot of lemons is included in this story but a main plot is also there for each of the arcs. Other than snu snu, you can also expect some dungeon diving, monster slaying, war and such. The story is also light hearted and not very dark.___________________Thanks for Reading.

What if you could live your life over again, with all the knowledge of your failures?For Raghav Roi, this isn't a fantasy; it's a shocking, second reality.In the year 2035, at the age of 42, his life ended abruptly with a heart attack while watching a cricket match—a bitter end for a man whose own dreams of cricketing glory dissolved into a life of mediocrity and regret.He closes his eyes in a sterile hospital room, only to reopen them in his childhood bedroom in Chhaygaon, India.The year is 2005. He is twelve years old again, his body weak and unathletic, but his mind is armed with thirty years of future knowledge and a singular, burning purpose: to not waste this miracle.His second chance comes with a mysterious guide. A holographic interface that only he can see declares the activation of the [World's Greatest Cricket System].Few Years Later:Newspaper Front Headlines:[ The Youngest Player in World Tournament][The Record Breaker — ROI ]

Can you get used to dying? Not really.

When a particular universe was born, its seven primordial Concepts acquired an ego. Omniscient and omnipotent, they seek since to enrich their home. To do so, they plunder other universes, capture young civilizations and plagiarize ideas. Many monsters, gods, civilizations, and races are competing for the eighth throne.

Eons later, it is Earth's turn to be torn away from its Sun.

Humanity begins its integration by participating in a Tutorial. Priam has the luck and the misfortune to finish the Tutorial first. Luck because his reward is a form of pseudo-immortality. Misfortune, because as the champion of his civilization, he is transported to Elysium, the most dangerous world created by the Concepts. Nine out of ten champions lose their lives there on their first day. Fortunately for Priam, he has many lives.

I see dead people.But hey, it’s the zombie apocalypse, everyone is seeing dead people, including a blind girl. It’s not like I am that special.For a while, I thought I was going to be Cinderella, complete with the cruel stepfamily and the little mice for helpers. But instead of mice, I got demons from hell with a taste for chaos.Then again, there is nothing wrong with a little chaos in the middle of the apocalypse. It’s what makes life worth living.Unfortunately for others, they don’t quite see it that way. You see, I have a gift. One that isn’t exactly mine, but I can use it however I see fit.My gift is granting wishes.I'm a genie without a bottle, but it would be nice if people appreciated me more. All the humans ask for is the same thing… more food here, shelter there, kill these people, torture those. And I do it all, for a small price.I don’t ask for money or food, I can get that on my own. No, I want favors, souls, something that means everything for the other person. And they give it to me. Their momentary desire worth their long term happiness.But by the time they discover that, I’m long gone, already moved on to my next… client.I know I look young, starvation and abuse will do that to a girl. Humans tell me that I shouldn’t be wandering out there alone. Some try to help me… most don’t. But whoever said I was by myself? Just because others couldn’t see them didn’t mean my demons ever left. I still hear their voices in my head, whispering words of encouragement and love. For them, I’d do anything. Kill anyone. Destroy anything.After all, life is just a game, right? Those still alive at the end of the day were the lucky ones. Those who died were not. Everything is just a game of chance, all a human has to do is roll the dice.My only word of advice is to be careful what you wish for… you just might get it.My name is Hattie, welcome to my world.Would you like a cup of tea?