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#REINCARNATION
#MAGIC
#COMEDY
#DARK
#CULTIVATION
#TRANSMIGRATION
#SURVIVAL
#ISEKAI
#WEREWOLF
#SWEETLOVE

Woke Up as a Stepmother in a Werewolf Fairytale

You can NEVER run from destiny. This world needs a SACRIFICE to live. Will you still save YOURSELF? Meet Seraphyne Lycanwood, a master chef who unexpectedly finds herself transmigrated into the mesmerizingly futuristic world of Sinalta. But this isn't your typical fairy tale. She steps into the role of a stepmother and weds the enigmatic Alpha, igniting a whirlwind of secrets and intrigue that even her culinary expertise couldn't prepare her for. Just when things couldn't get any more complicated, Seraphyne is unceremoniously thrust back to Earth. The carefully planned marriage proposal for her crumbles into nothingness, leaving her broken. Seeking comfort in her grandmother's home, she crosses paths with a gallant military captain and his son, who strangely addresses her as "Mommy." Little does she know that this chance meeting will alter her fate forever as she becomes entangled in the captain's hidden world. As these two parallel realms collide and the ominous specter of the Apocalypse looms ever closer, their destinies become intertwined in ways they could have never imagined. Will Seraphyne and her newfound allies have the power to avert the forthcoming catastrophe, or will they succumb to the inescapable forces that threaten to consume both worlds?

Jiuxianzhi · Fantasy
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150 Chs
#REINCARNATION
#MAGIC
#COMEDY
#DARK
#CULTIVATION
#TRANSMIGRATION
#SURVIVAL
#ISEKAI
#WEREWOLF
#SWEETLOVE

Zuzu's Father

In the midst of Zuzu's mysterious disappearance, the eighth prince, who possesses a unique ability to track auras, finds himself unable to establish a connection with his missing son. Despite the uncertainty, he clings to hope, firmly believing that his son is still alive and well.

'I searched for Zuzu and tracked his aura, but the connection between me and him felt cut off in this world. Perhaps I could not understand why my son went missing, but I'm holding onto his life lamp. He's still out there, alive and well.'

Amidst a quiet afternoon, the Prince engrossed in reading political documents, was abruptly interrupted by his royal aide, who rushes in with news. Excitement filled the air as the aide reported a sighting of the little Prince and the crown princess walking together toward a place known as the Black Forest, where Drunken Poisoned Trees grow abundantly.