[BNHA or any other universe characters with images are not mine, please keep this in mind]
Imagine you have the power to reshape reality, the power to change anything within your grasp, rules, lifes and little factors about everyone....what would you do? Would you use it to help others? Would you use it to change everything as much as you would like? Many choices......many consequences.
[THIS IS NOT FORTHOSE UNDER EIGHTEEN OR THOSE WHO DON'T LIKE HORNY BEING A MAJOR PART OF A STORY, YOU'VE BEEN WARNED]
In this world, (Y/N) Has the quirk to alter reality, everything is within his grasp, and everything will become his power, but this world is different from others, it is a world where "group"s or harems exist, harems make the ones in one stronger, those marked become more submissive, more feminine and those that mark eventually become dominant and hot, in a world like this, where showing off your body and having sex ins't a really big deal, how will our (Y/N) adapt, or will he even adapt at all? {Explained further in chapter 2}
BOOK #3
He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous.
I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time.
Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is.
I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me.
Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way.
But we can't... we're not supposed to be together.
We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide.
Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me.
But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him.
And still, he doesn't care.
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Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected.
Exactly my type.
I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in.
And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe.
But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me?
I want him. And I will have him.