Forger of Worlds by Simon Archer
English | 2019 | Fantasy | ePUB | 363 Kb
Forger of Worlds : Craft your own World. Trade with neighboring Empires. Become a God.
Garrett thought Terra Forma was just a game, but in reality, it was a test created by a devastatingly beautiful ancient goddess to find the most creative man in the universe.
Now, in order to help her defeat an ancient primordial deity, Garrett will have to take a dirt rock and transform it into the heart of the most powerful empire the universe has ever seen.
And to do that, he’ll have to unlock portals to other worlds, harvest their resources, and bring back settlers to his world.
Sure, it’s a nearly impossible task, but at the same time, how often do you get the chance to play god?
Warning: This book contains adult elements and sheer incredibleness.
“Did you see that combo the guy pulled off in there?” one said as she pulled a cigarette from her purse and put it between a pair of pouty, ruby red lips. “I haven’t seen anything like that in ages. He might have a shot at the pot.”
“Against Gilgamesh?” her redheaded partner chided as she pulled out her own cigarette. “Not likely. No one short of the Champ could take him, and even then, it’d be iffy.” She smirked. “Though part of me does hope he shows up. Win or not, I’d fuck his brains out.”
“Ha! You’d have to fight me for that.” The blonde gave a little bounce, causing her shirt to strain to hold her breasts in place. “I’d blow him so hard he would have no energy for you.”
“Do you forget I can suck a golf ball through a garden hose?” The redhead smirked as she sucked on her cigarette, causing the tip to flare brightly. “Besides, we could share.” She smacked her friend on the ass. “It’d be fun.”
“Um… excuse me?” I said as I moved toward the pair. As their eyes flicked toward me, I realized that they hadn’t known I was there, but if they were embarrassed by the possibility of my overhearing, it didn’t show.
“What’s up, Chuck?” the redhead said, clearly eye-fucking me. “Say… you look kind of familiar.”