REALM OF THE PROFANE: Book 5 CARNIVAL BAZAAR OF BROKEN GODS

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Summary

Welcome to the Carnival Bazaar of Broken Gods—where every secret is currency, every pleasure has a price, and the only rule is surrender. Laura, Georgie, Orin, and the world’s most shameless elf thought they’d seen everything the multiverse of filth and magic could offer. But nothing prepared them for the city of living neon, flesh, and riotous, wild desire—a place where shame is worshipped, gods are ruined, and every hunger is made holy. Chased by rivals and hunted by their own shadows, the party must barter with their own bodies, memories, and even souls—enduring public trials of seduction, confession, transformation, and cosmic kink. Magical bargains steal their control, rivals seduce and betray, and every orgasm draws them closer to a power that can shatter reality… or make them legends. From the Hall of Mirror Selves to the Dungeon of Cosmic Kinks, from the Temple of Liquid Shame to a midnight auction where pleasure is the highest bid, this is a journey through surreal, unfiltered decadence—where the city itself aches to watch you break. Can you survive a world where every climax becomes a key, every secret becomes a weapon, and every wound is licked clean by a laughing, moonshine-drunk tree? Dare to enter the Carnival. Don’t expect to leave the same. For lovers of magical debauchery, erotic spectacle, and fantasy turned up to eleven—your new obsession begins here.

Status
Complete
Chapters
41
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+
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Previously..

Previously in the Realm of the Profane

Four keys. Countless realms. An unbroken chain of wild magic, forbidden pleasure, and filthy, ecstatic chaos.

Laura, Georgie, Orin, and their trouble-magnet elf companion have been fucked, blessed, and nearly broken by dragon matriarchs, pixie queens, bearded wizards, sentient plants, and a forest of elves who turned sexual mischief into an art form. They’ve survived lakes of enchanted cum, competitive village orgies, talking trees with questionable boundaries, and orgiastic rituals so wild they still can’t agree on what actually happened. Every key was earned on a tide of sweat, laughter, and surrender—each one a ticket to an even more depraved corner of the Realm.

Now, sticky, wiser, and still not entirely sure how many holes they have left unclaimed, the party finds themselves yanked through the fabric of magic one more time—landing in a city where temptation is currency, gods are exiles, and the rules are rewritten with every moan.

The Carnival Bazaar of Broken Gods awaits. And it’s hungry.

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