Sovereign to Immortality - Chapter 1612 - – Thunder Yarn, Matching Background

When Jake dies in a mundane accident, he awakens in a breathtaking yet brutal fantasy world ruled by towering, powerful women—warriors, sorceresses, and seductive monster girls alike. Here, men are rare, submissive, and treasured as playthings. He starts his days with trying to save a Kingdom under attack.__________________# Extremely Niche Novel# A lot of Femdom (contains reverse r*pe, pegging)# smut and ecchi# no humiliation , no Yaoi. (Mc is liked by the women he has s*x with)# Read at your own risk.# Also, has a story, it won't just revolve around the same loop.## Really Hot Woman (warriors, witches, and seductive monster girls) ### Just in case, I will give all the tags on the starting of a chapter if it has sex scenes, so you are free to avoid those chapters.# Enjoy, if you are into this thing.

Aidan was thrust into this word of death and magic against his will. He was weak, Frail and pathetic but his unyielding hardwork led him to the peak where he sits unrivaled, Now he tries to find other ways to cure his unending bordom.Netorase—Netorare—Overpowered—Harem—Elf’s—Giants—Incest—

Nine Tribulation Immortal Emperor, reborn in the city!One Earth, one Immortal Realm, the difference is as vast as that between heaven and earth!

Is there anything as true happiness?Even a mute girl like me wonder.Once lost in my world of oblivion but now in light of the dirty secrets that played behind me.Murder like common theft and even crime, like the play of little children.who would lead the dynasty? I wonderlies after lies, hypocrisy stench like the smell of laundry making me pounder.It is no longer a mere selection but now the survival of the fittest.I have to become the heiress which I've been named either by hook or by crook, even if it means relaying on the influence of the man I've been sold toit's now time I cause havoc and disrupt the peace of many, causes the downfall of many, and place many on their toes as they try to discover who the orchestrator isBut who would ever suspect a mute?