Trump Card Warm Marriage - Chapter 63

Alex is a normal girl in a post-apocalyptic world of monsters. The remaining pockets of humanity now coexist with tamed creatures that defend their towns from existential threats beyond the edge of the map.Then a Mark appears on Alex after a unique encounter. Now she can transform herself using monster essence! But the more she changes, the further from human she drifts.Join Alex as she becomes stronger, assembles her allies, and eventually founds a clan to fight for dominance of the region!It takes a monster to fight a monster, and someone has to breed them.Slightly interactive with periodic CYOA votes.This is an obvious parody with a semi-serious tone, lots of monster sex, a futanari protagonist, and a growing harem of monsters (mostly girls with a few exceptions).WARNING, Alex is bisexual and there will be both male and female monster species. If any of that isn’t your thing, move along.All characters are +18 including the monsters, who are sapient with the ability to consent. Some scenes have villains committing acts of sexual violence, but there will be no non-consensual sex scenes with the protagonist.

Henry is a university graduate who happens to be working as a hotel receptionist, though with big dreams of being more than that. All these change for good one day when he finds a way of cracking a very sophisticated technological system, which ultimately empowers him to formulate and develop leading-edge inventions from his bedroom.With a determined mind not only to conquer the market but also to move out of his gray life, Henry starts into his journey of fame by introducing a number of radical technologies that capture the interest of the whole world and hold it.

A minus’ hand that fails every singer he put his hands on, Kang Yoon.

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.