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Eve Of The Dark

[STORY PAUSED FOR A FEW MONTHS DUE TO EXAMS!] [WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "I'm not the prince of your fairytale," he murmured. "I'm the monster of your nightmares." ——— Ezekiel Wei— the leader of the biggest gang in Asia. Money? Fame? Women? He has it all on the tips of his fingers. He fears nothing, doesn't give a shit about love, and does whatever he wants. Cursed to the bottom of his soul. Rumors surrounded him; people said he was the Devil of devils, a sinner worse than his father could ever be. Haven Lee— an undercover agent. An assassin who transformed nightmares into reality. Bullets, knives, a living hell. Freshly reincarnated and craving revenge for all the years she suffered under the hands of the Devil himself. The only person who could take on a legion of demons and still manage to survive. The sole problem: She met the right person, under the wrong circumstances. ——— 100 Powerstones: 1 extra chapter 150 Powerstones: 2 extra chapters 200 Powerstones: 3 extra chapters 10 Golden Tickets: 1 extra chapter 30 Golden Tickets: 2 extra chapters Update Schedule: 2 chapters per day unless I end up falling sick ^^ In that case, only one chapter! I'll inform if something happens and I won't be able to upload. Instagram: ikigai_yugen7 facebook: Ikigai Yugen *The copyright to the cover belongs to the author; Please do not reuse.

ikigai_yugen · Urban
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The auction (5)

Lily's astonishment was palpable as she gazed at the man, her heart pounding loudly in her chest. His gaze locked onto hers, and he tilted his head, his lips forming a stern line that seemed to conceal a smug smirk. Irritated by his demeanor, she quickly averted her eyes, her cheeks burning with embarrassment under the knowing gaze of the elderly woman seated beside her.

The host opened his mouth and then closed it, looking more like a fish than a human being. Beads of sweat formed on his brow as he glanced around at the other attendees, who appeared to be bidding farewell to the coveted necklace with wistful looks.

Once Theodore Yang set his eyes on something, nobody could take it away from him.

It was a globally known rule.

"Going once, going twice," the MC called.

Silence echoed in response.

"A hundred thousand dollars, to the handsome man in black, going once, going twice... Sold!"

"..."

Handsome!?

Hah, funny!