MTL - Warhammer Inquisitor - Chapter 319 Rise of the Primarch: The Emperor

In 2500 at the turn of the century, the first virtual reality VRMMORPG game 'Celestial Weavers' was released,This game took everything to its peak, from it's realistic graphics to the fantasy adventures,With the release of this game, it becomes the most popular existence in this world, because this game not only provided in-game currency equated in real life value - Money,But also that you can find your loved ones who died in this world in the game 'Celestial Weavers' world, Endora!Their words and equating in-game currency to real world hyped this game to so much that countless players from all countries dived into this game.This is the story of Damien, an ordinary high school boy who died yet reincarnated in this advanced technology world.In this life, he had a happy family, but his mother and sister died in an accident, leaving him alone in the family,When Damien saw this game, he was stunned. Because he had played and was a big fan of this VRMMORPG game in his previous life.This was an open world gacha game in his previous life, he used his precious time and money to build this game account, why?Because he wanted to collect all the Waifus in the game, they were beautiful and looking gorgeous!However the most surprising thing was yet to come out,He met his biggest surprise when on the eve of this game release day, he awakened the system,Many Women, Many Blessings,Now with the use of the lucky talisman that his system provided, he met his twin sister and mother in this game early.Life continues as their family became happy again,Yet everything changed when this game merged with reality one year after its release!Nevertheless the only difference for Damien and his family was that they became even happier!***Tags: Reincarnation - Slice of Life - Smut - Harem - No Yuri - No NTR - But Contains Netori - VRMMORPG - Milf - Princess - Different Races - Mature - R18 - Sex Stories - Hentai - NSFW - Pregnancy - Chaotic Neutral Main Character - Extreme Wish fulfillment.

The rivers and lakes carry wine with swords, the waist is slender and the palm is light.

The young man carried a long knife on his shoulder, and hung wine on his waist, striding forward, but the rivers and lakes in his heart were vaguely visible.

Turning a page in the book of troubled times, the rivers and lakes have been raining nightly for decades.

Looking back suddenly, the world has been shattered.

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[ Caution: High Heat Advisory ]“Harper, stop undressing me with your eyes. The plot isn’t going that way… YET.”Harper McKenzie, a newbie web novel author, has a problem — she struggles with romance scenes. As someone with almost nonexistent real-life experience in the matter, she can’t get the intimate chemistry right, and those chapters always come out dry and cringy.Fortunately for her, Harper finds a freelance editor willing to workshop her writing. But the surprise? That editor turns out to be her childhood friend and the very first crush of her life.What happens now when he offers her personal lessons on how to write the hottest romance … and love scenes?--------------Note: this is a fun, cozy, sweet story with a low-drama plot. No love triangles, no misunderstandings, no memory loss / car accidents / terminal illnesses / etc.. Mature content abounds, starting out soft but heats up quickly. You’ve been warned!--------------Sneak Peek:He slid her bra over her shoulders and, with impossibly quick and skilled work, tied the lacy garment around her wrists. “Spread your legs wider,” he ordered.Harper’s already faltering heartbeat faltered some more. The command in his tone was foreign, but it crashed over her like a heat wave, and even though she could barely begin to picture how salacious she must look, with her hands bound and thighs spread wide like an offering to be ravished, she could feel the scorching need coiling hotter and hotter in her core. Her body obeyed eagerly on its own accord, bringing herself fully open just like she was told.Eli grinned. Moving between her legs, he trailed hot kisses along her inner thigh, leaving sizzling little fires crackling in its wake. “Good girl. Now, what should your character say next?” A finger glided over her wet and wanting flesh in a slippery stroke, making her heart slam to a hard stop as a moan tore free. “Write the next line for me, what should I say before I unravel you with my tongue and make you scream my name?”

She was a medical expert, talented and beautiful. She was reborn as his little wife. Her in-laws did not like her, her husband did not love her, and she was as timid as a mouse. She was weak and easy to bully.