Duke_Asmodeus

A goddess decided to doom humanity out of her hatred towards them; her first wave brought the dead back to life. Corpses began roaming the earth as the living dead, able to mutate and grow stronger.

Thus the Apocalypse started. 

As chaos envelopes the continent and the dead walk the earth, a young man desperate for survival abandons his humanity to become a Ghoul.

This story is about Alexander Faust and his desperate struggle to fight against the fate and density of a dying world.

Driven to the brink of collapse, he found solace in the women that supported him along the path.

Alexander Faust is a man who became a wretched Ghoul to survive.

Ghoul. Noun. ˈgül. : Predators of all living creatures, their endless hunger and crazed passion fueling their endless hunt to dominate and devour the living and consume their flesh.

Ghoul King's Harem

Stella's body was delighted; her little bat wings flapped intently as she shot towards Alex. The moment he entered her eyes, there was no acting coy; her body flung like a bullet from a gun as she leapt into his chest.

She wrapped herself around him and hugged him tightly with the biggest grin ever. "I win! You can't beat me now. Hehehe~ give me praise! Mnnnn!" She laughed happily at this victory over a horrible enemy who could never be beaten without him underestimating her. He smiled, too, as she began to rain kisses on his face, her clear excitement causing her to become frisky and seek his touch.

He put one hand between her legs, but Stella took it in hers gently and pushed it off. "No! Not yet. We go slow." A little pout appeared on her lips as she looked up at him. "Please? I feel so good right now. Please?" With those words, she kissed his cheek, then another along his neck. "You're not allowed to touch..."

Chapter 58: Rikala Of The Brutablis Tribe!