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A new resident comes to the village hidden in the leafs and as he does he will draw every attention from the females of the village and soon the young boy will have to do what ever it takes to survive because the girls would do whatever it takes to have this adorable shota boy for themselves. ~ Disclaimer : I don't own Naruto or its characters they belong to Masashi Kishimoto. and I don't own anything else but the plot of this story!

The title says it all. A Komi Can't Communicate Harem for you readers. Hope you enjoy it.

When a homeless boy comes across a mysterious serum while running from the authorities in Marley, what will happen?

A rewrite of a rewrite of my second most popular book, Yellow's Favorite Quartz. Have fun, stay safe, and I hope you enjoy your stay.

A rewrite of a rewrite of my first ever fanfic Art by SurfRaichu on Reddit Rebecca Sugar owns Steven Universe

[I do not own Resident Evil. This is a Y/N insert where you've traveller to the Village to find your missing friend who went missing in the area regardless the local police say about no findings.] This will be a semi-lemon mature action/harem plot, completely Fan-Con for those who love to r34 the lady of the castle, This is clearly a mature novel meant for mature readers so you've been warned my friends. !! Heads up, best read in scrolling mode since i wrote this on my phone !! -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- ~ Teaser ~ Y/N had landed himself on the exact coordinates Travis had left behind, the message itself didn't matter but where he stood is where the message was sent from a week or so ago. He listened to the locals babble on the bus ride over about hunters and hikers disappearing in the woods this deep into the mountain scape, those who did make it back where sent to a asylum for uttering such absurdities like lycans and cultists. While bus left him behind, a unscheduled stop for the driver, Y/N sighed and pocketed his phone. Y/N: {Thoughts} Travis... You better be screwing around with some European model cause im gonna be really upset with your dumbass... Y/N peered over a guard rail, a narrow trail in the snow leading off the slope into the woods, a faint red dusted by the fresh white is barely visible through the dead shrubbery. Y/N hops the rail sliding his way down to the trail below, the red he was a scarf lightly buried alongside a few other random odds and ends like mittens and hats but this only told Y/n somes bag must've fallen open or it was tossed off the road. Until stepping forwards something beneath the white sheet tripped, face first into the fluff. He wiped his face looking down into the snow to find something staring back.....