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Haremlit Tier List
Peak: S+
- Celestine Chronicles
- Heretic Spellblade
Great: S (95 – 100) (4.5 – 5.0)
- T.A.P
- Demon’s Throne
- Tsun Tsun TzimTzum
- Neural Wraith
- Alpha World
Very Good: A (90 – 95) (4.0 – 4.5)
- The Lost Reavers
- Fight Town
- Haven
- Tournion
- Amnesty’s Adventures
- Immortal Supers
- Entangled Fates
- Ave Xia Rem Y
Good: B (80 – 90) (3.5 – 4.0)
- Shadow Rogue
- An Orc at College
- Binding Words
- The Aspect
- Herald of Shalia
- Meta Marshal Service
- Lightfoot
- Mastering Magic
- Emperor Forged
- Forsaken
- Avalar Explored
- I Don’t Want to be the Hero
- Dungeon Bound
- A Warm Place
- Princesses of the Ironbound
- Monstar Saga
- Lion’s Quest
- Top Tier Privateer
- Chimera King
- Wings of the Seraph
- Valens Legacy
Above Average: C (70 – 80) (3.0 – 3.5)
- Otherworld Academy
- Arand/Darren Verse
- Lost Fleet
- Saving Supervillains
- Mages Cultivation
- Amazon Star Academy
- Aether’s Revival
- My Cottage was Transferred to Another World
- Our Own Way (old version)
- Creature Girl Creation
- Star Justice
- Tamer: King of Dinosaurs
- Descend
- Survival of the Fittest
- Sect Wars
- Super Hero Academy
- Titan Mage
- Cultivating Chaos
- Summoner
- My Ninja Girl
- Raw
- Rise of the Weakest Summoner
- Minotaur Maze of Monster
- Forbidden Arcana
- Echo Online
- Paladin of the Sword
- Dungeonteer
- Succubus Summoner
Average: D (50 – 70) (2.5 – 3.0)
- Son of Fire
- Chronicles of Shattered Earth
- Like a Fine Wine
- Monster Girl Islands
- Dungeon Master
- Luck’s Voice
- Dungeon Delving for Loot and Levels
- Full Frontal Galaxy
- War God for Hire
- Savage Ascension
- Monster Empire
- Champion
- Four Laws
- Gryff the Griffin Rider
- The Escherian Core
Below Average: E (25 – 50) (2.0 -2.5)
- Branded
- Immortal Swordslinger
- Dark Lord’s Command
- Man Made God
- Kaos Trilogy
- Gem Knight
- Lust Witches
- Wyvern Academy
- Void Runner
- Shifter Girls
- Beyond Superpowered
- Phase Titan
- Bonded Spirits
- Outsider
Bad: F (0 – 25) (1.5 – 2.0)
- Becoming the Paladin
- The Horned Mage
- Succubus Lord
- Bone Lord
- Dungeon Cleaners Inc.
- Soul Gem Collector
- Gambit
DNF: G (N/A) (N/A – 1.0)
- Saxon Max
- Night Walker
- The John Blake Chronicles
- Rage King
- Ex-Superheroes
- Growth Hero
- Biopunk Revelation
Honorable Mentions:
- Raconteur
- Strength Unleashed
- Mud, Blood, and Magic
- Supplying Supers
- Mob Sorcery
- Wisher Beware
- Sex, Death, and Money
- Elemental Alpha
Honorable mentions don't get an official ranking due to only one book being completed in the series at the time.
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So recently I’ve been working with a very talented harem lit fiction author and very, very good friend of mine, Solomon Ignis (@SolomonIgnis on Twitter). Here’s some of the book covers I’ve done for him!
You can find all of his books on Amazon - Elf University of Earth was just released, and Slice of Life is currently FREE for a limited time! They’re all VERY spicy books, and they all feature gorgeous monster girls. If either of those things float your boat, check these out. I’ve loved reading them!
I just finished the cover for Solomon’s upcoming book too. Here’s a teaser!
#monster girls#digital art#harem lit#haremlit#good ebooks#cover art#design#illustration#digital illustration#procreate#sexy content#porcart
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Amazon.com: Fall to the Forest: Dungeons of Underhill eBook : Frost, Deacon: Kindle Store
Kita is the first Dungeon Boss Fagan ever created. Born of a Faun, she is a healer by nature. Fagan loves the champion of his 1st floor and is quite protective of her when the humans come to delve in his depths.
The pooka doesn't have any memories as to how he ended up a Dungeon Core, or why he's on Earth and not in the Fae world; but that won't stop him from protecting the boss he created.
Jade Roberts was a park ranger who stumbled on a strange cave in the ground. She didn't realize she'd be unleashing magic to change the course of human evolution. With the Fae arrival and the Dungeons seeking to grow and rebuild the destroyed Underhill--Jade has to adapt fast if she wants to face a world with a crumbling technological base.
The pair could be on a collision course for mutual destruction, or a partnership that might save both their peoples.
Contains some adult content, violence and language. Also present: Fae strangeness, unconventional lifestyles and exploding mushrooms.
#dungeon core#dual pov#fae#fey#fairies#faeries#winter court#summer court#system apocalypse#dystopian#end of the world#fall of man#amazon#kindle unlimited#gamelit#litrpg#haremlit#pathfinder#ttrpg#dungeons and dragons#d&d
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sometimes i think it would be easier if i just didn’t like Harem Stories because i could strike them from consideration immediately. but i DO like harem stories - oh tenchi muyo, you ruined me - i just have standards for them higher than fucking floor level.
like, i want a harem story where Best Girl is a title both hotly contested and a significant plot driver. i DO NOT want a harem story where the girls are fucking pokemon, gotta-catch-em-all prizes with archetypes instead of personalities who are used to resolve the Complication Du Jour and then backgrounded in favor of the next unconquered vagina.
NEET Receives a Dating Sim Leveling System is a good example, particularly in that the harem has varying levels of attachment both to him and to each other (also, sadly, gets a gold star for the acknowledgement that Gay People Exist, a rarity for most haremlit). Savage Divinity on Royal Road is another one, enjoyable in that multiple wives are a cultural norm and that a lot of his engagements are long and mostly chaste.
literally almost every harem novel i’ve tried from kindle unlimited has been straight-up dudebro at its grossest. it’s bad, y’all. MULTIPLE have featured a dude designing girls from the ground up. one of them featured the “hero” mindbreaking and rebuilding all his targets.
i am sick of being charlie brown here, okay, let me have the fucking football!
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Captain Jordan Threat is determined to overthrow the oppressive and tyrannical Hallion Imperium. But to lead the revolution, he’ll have to level-up his steampunk pirate ship and master his new magical powers. Fortunately, his flirtatious first mates are willing to give him plenty of hands-on attention…
But the sinister Lord Governor Jakjobb won’t go down without a fight. In order to crush the budding rebellion, he seeks a demonic relic with enormous destructive power. When Jordan and his crew set out to find it first, they make an unlikely ally in the form of a slick-talking demon aviatrix.
The sensual succubus has an antique airplane, a shady history, and a very dangerous secret. But the relic is the only thing that can save her from an eternity of sexual servitude in the pits of the deepest hell. And Jordan Threat is not the kind of man to abandon a devilish damsel in distress.
Can Jordan and his crew of captivating companions uncover the artifact and turn the tide, or will the Imperium unleash all seven hells on them? Fast-paced, swashbuckling adventure awaits in this humorous tale of seduction, rebellion, and aviation!
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After Lives: Valhalla 1 - Chuck Pilgrim via pulp
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Chapter 2-Initiation
The dark elf looked at the group, a smile on her face. “My, but we have an excellent group of young minds this year. I can’t wait to see what you do.” She gestured toward the blocky building behind her, and the group began its migration into the admissions building.
Michael stood for a moment, looking at the complex and the elven woman before he felt a small tap on his thigh. He looked down, seeing a face with large, violet eyes and shoulder-length pink hair looking back at him, her face framed by large, pointed ears with multiple hoops and crosses dangling from them. She was wearing a tight black t-shirt that stretched around her modest chest, emblazoned with “Super/Natural” in red letters on the front, and torn black jeans.
Whether those were a choice or she just couldn’t get new pants was anyone’s guess.
She pointed at the group. “You don’t want to be left behind.” Her face didn’t betray much emotion, and he couldn’t blame her.
He looked up, seeing the group heading in, the woman waiting patiently. “Right. Thanks.” He smiled, offering his hand, “Michael. Mike to friends.”
She looked at him, at his hand, then smirked. “Heather.” She answers, taking the hand. Her fingers ended in long, black claws, and on her wrists were an array of bracelets full of beads and charms.
He gestured towards the building. “Shall we, Heather?”
With a smile, they walked toward the building, much to the evident pleasure of the admissions advisor.
They entered the building through a glass door.
The room they entered was long and rectangular, with large windows that let the morning sun in. To the left was a large lounge area, a coffee shop, and a library. To the right was a food court. In the center, a large, C shaped desk, behind which sat a few receptionists, staring at small standing mirrors with wooden frames, text and images flashing across the glass. The receptionists pointed the new students toward a wide-open double door behind them, a large sign reading “intake” next to it.
Behind the door was a multipurpose room. Curved seats lined the side closest to the door, each one slightly higher in a stair-step pattern, each with its own desk. The focus of the room was a raised platform carved with a permanent magic circle. At the edge of the circle, inside its own, was an altar, and on that altar is a crystal ball.
On the stage stood a tall high-elf woman in long white robes with gold edging. Her eyes were of a deep blue, her hair long and platinum, her ears sharply pointed and lobeless. She had a staff in her left hand, capped with a large gem and slowly shifting colors. In her left, she held a scroll.
A softly murmuring crowd of students gathered in front of the stage, looking at the circle, the altar, and the woman. The woman stepped forward, her staff thunking on the ground, and smiled down at them.
“Welcome, believers and future believers. I am Lady Cecilia, a priestess of the Light. Here, on your first day of adulthood, your future will be decided according to the Light’s needs, and together, we will make the future a better place. I am here to oversee.” She held up the scroll. It unrolled, levitating gently in front of her “When I call your name, touch the Altar of Fate and be placed.”
The tension mounted as she spoke. This was not because they were wowed they would not be accepted; no, it was about where they were going. Each student would be trained based on their strengths and weaknesses.
He looked down at his goblin friend. She had hope in her large, violet eyes.
“What are you hoping for?”
She looked at him. “That’s personal.”
He shrugged.
One by one, their names were called. They stepped up to the stage and were guided to the altar, laying their hands on the crystal ball. It lit up, and something flashed in front of their eyes. Each walked away looking satisfied, disappointed, indifferent.
Finally, it was Heather’s turn. She approached the altar, slightly taller than she was. Her green hand reached up, tentatively closed, then touched it. It flared to life. Her eyes danced across an invisible screen, and she grinned, baring sharp teeth. She practically skipped down from the stage.
“I take it you got it?”
She nodded.
“Good job.” He smiles, reaching out and laying a hand on her head.
She leans into it for just a moment before slapping his hand away, looking at him. “Don’t ever do that again.”
He raises his hands in surrender, still smiling.
“Michael Hunter.”
He went up to the altar, placing his hand on the crystal. It flashes.
Intuition: S
Logic: D
Spirit: A
Magic: Null
Strength: C
Endurance: B
Reading those scores, he knew. This was the end. He could feel the tears start to form in his eyes. He walked off the stage, trying not to look as heartbroken as he felt. He walked past the crowd, ignoring them.
Walking out of the building, he went to an out-of-the-way bench and quietly wept.
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The ride home was long and quiet. He got on the transport and rode that wooden ship through the sky, watching the forest pass through the porthole by his seat. It didn’t seem nearly as enchanting this time. Heather was absent; she was taking a different route back to her clan.
When they arrived, Michael disembarked from the ramp, trudged his way along the stone path to the front door, and entered through the front. He walked past the living room, where his father, David, and his stepsister, Angela, looked up from their conversation. The enchanted mirror behind them displayed a dwarf crouched over a murdered pixie about to make a very inappropriate pun.
Father looked up from beneath shaggy brown hair, peering at him through brown eyes. He was a large man; broad of shoulder, arm, and build. Everything about him spoke of a past muscularity that had long since softened, leaving him with a round belly and arms the size of tree trunks. He was wearing slacks and a polo shirt.
His older sister was the opposite; taller than him, skinny, with long, curly, strawberry blond hair, she had green eyes and was covered head to toe in freckles. She was wearing a pale green dress that came down to her ankles. She smiled upon seeing him, her eyes sparkling, but that quickly faded after seeing the look of melancholy on his face.
“How’d it go?” His dad asked, the concern apparent in his voice.
Michael didn’t answer, walking up the stairs and to his room, collapsin on the bed.
After a few minutes, there was a quiet knock on the door.
“Can I come in?”
The voice was Angela’s. When he didn’t answer, she let herself in.
When she entered, she found him face down on the bed. He didn’t acknowledge her, though he surely knew she was there. She laid down next to him, putting an arm across his back. She didn’t say anything. Nor did Michael, feeling the warmth and comfort of his older sister. After a time, he put an arm across her, pulling her close and enjoying her company.
“What happened?” she asked, looking at him.
“Failed.”
She frowned, stroking his hair like she had been doing for years. He turned, looking at her, their faces almost touching. His eyes were red-rimmed and moist, but he wasn’t crying.
“What can I do?” She asked, finally.
He shrugged. “There’s nothing you can do. I can’t either. Only thing we can do is keep trying.”
She nodded. They lay there for some time, just enjoying the moment.
Author’s notes:
How about that stepsister, eh?
Around this point, I made a few changes. Like, yes, the ship being wood.
In the following chapters, things will change because I started outlining more. I have a better grasp of the story, and I hope you will stick around for it.
Next episode: We will be getting to know Angela and talking more to le dryad, and you will finally get to know her name and how she ties into the story, yay!
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