Inhuman Warlock - Chapter 1000 : Hostility

When Demon Lord, Syryn Nigh'hart, found that he had gone back in time and turned into his child self, he had assumed to do better with his second life. Commit smaller crimes, keep away from burning villages and inciting other demons, contribute to society, abide by most laws, you know? But then the hero, his old friend, had to fall in love with him and ruin his plans.

Goddess, I cannot take responsibility for your champion, Rowan Windwalker, getting bent. Please don't strike me down!

#Gold Tier winner of WPC (forgot the contest number)#y'all this shit gay so don't go walking in expecting it to not have men sucking faces#N̶o̶ ̶h̶a̶r̶e̶m̶(my dumb self thought harem means mc marries many lovers)#Reformed and immature demon lord (but he's nice now okay. He isn't psycho.) #Hero is an extremely patient man for putting up with the demon lord's nonsense # MULTIPLE POTENTIAL LOVE INTERESTS #Slow Romance#Slow like you have to wait for around 40 chapters (smut too) before it starts #Patience is needed #Lots of it#alternate day updates because I have to study#english is neither my first nor second language so bear with me#The cat is not the ML ಥ‿ಥ some of you are getting the wrong idea.

Akira Kitagawa, a quiet and unremarkable second-year high school student, has come to accept his lonely, mundane life after losing his parents in a tragic accident. No friends, no excitement—just peaceful monotony.Until one day… a girl literally falls from the sky.Sera Rymer, a fiery and seductive mage from a world of magic, crashes into his life—naked, powerful, and completely confused. Bound by an ancient pact of Master and Slave, she must now live under Akira's roof, turning his boring world into a whirlwind of magical chaos, awkward steam-filled encounters, and otherworldly drama.From laundry mishaps involving spells to battling demonic pursuers from Sera's realm, Akira's once dull life is now anything but ordinary. But as their bond deepens, secrets unravel—and the “God” behind it all might have very different plans.Can a lonely boy and a wild mage girl find meaning—and maybe even love—in the absurdity of it all?Tagline:When magic crashes into your mundane life, expect steam, spells, and soul-binding surprises.Tags:Romantic Comedy, Fantasy, High School, Ecchi, Magic, Isekai Girl, Master-Servant Pact, Slice of Chaos, Slow Burn Romance, Fanservice, Opposites Attract, Everyday Magic, Harem (Optional), Steamy Situations, Lighthearted Drama, Tsundere Heroine

“Don't deny it. You want it.” Killian said to me, stroking the nape of my neck with his thumb. His face is so close to mine and I forgot to breathe. I gasped when he pushed my dress higher, revealing my thighs to him and let his hands rest between my thighs.I tilted my head to the side to avoid his lustful gaze, penetrating deep into my soul.“Your body craves it.” He said, firing kisses down my neck till his lips touched my hard, naked nipples. That sent shivers down my spine. My body erupted with goosebumps and I exhaled sharply. I want to speak, but I can't. He has that much effect on me. His tongue played with my nipples and I mewled. That felt so good.“You want me as much as I want you.” He whispered with his lips pressed on my skin. I shouldn't be doing this. I know I should stay away from this man but how can I when he invades my thoughts daily? When he's the only one my body wants. It's frustrating because no matter how hard I try, I can't say no to him. And I am this close to making the worst mistake of my life. I swallowed, trying to fathom the words out.His fingers brushed my core and I jerked forward, pressing my body on his.“I don't want you.”“You're lying.” He said, playing with the strap of my thong with a lazy finger. My eyes rolled back in my socket with pleasure. I am lying but he's making it so hard.“We shouldn't be doing this, Killian.” Killian? Do I really have the right to call him that?“Give me one reason why and I won't touch you.”“Because you're my best friend's Fiance.”

Gu Shishi, a master of traditional Chinese painting, transmigrated into the role of a cannon fodder in a cliché novel.