webnovel

Master's rebirth in the Apocalypse

Since his creation, Camelia has been tasked with keeping an eye on the 'Seeds of Apocalypse.' These people could one day become the end of the world, and the only one with the power to stop them is Camelia, the Saint's creation. That was how Camelia became the teacher of these 'Seeds' Generation after Generation until he finally met his end at the hands of the Council that wanted to use these 'Seeds' for their good. But Camelia did not mind it. And why would he? After all, he had finally found peace after living for centuries. He was finally free. Little did he know that his death would leave such a big impact on his students. But peace was never an option for Camelia because after dying a gruesome death, he found himself opening his eyes once more. But this time, he was in the body of someone he had never met and living a life he had never met. Moreover, he was no longer a male but a powerless human female. He...no, she woke up in a time where a few centuries had passed, the world had changed into a place where Dungeons and powers were no longer a well-guarded secret, and the 'seeds of the Apocalypse.' she had tried to keep under control had already become the leaders of this world. At such a time, what was Camelia to do? The answer was simple—pretend she did not know anything and finally live a carefree life. Unfortunately, not everyone seemed as on board with her idea as she was. Especially not her familiar-looking man who called himself her fiance. She needed to discover why this man felt familiar, had the power of the Apocalypse inside him, and was so obsessed with Camelia. __________ Note: There will be a lot of sex, and the relationship will be a little Dom/Sub kind

Holy_mackrel · Thành thị
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
113 Chs

Ch 78: Back home - part 3

Camelia knew running away was foolish, but she tried to escape the hands reaching for her. 

She blinked a few times to relieve her dizziness, but Zayne did not let her go.

He grabbed Camelia's feet to drag her back toward him and the bed. She could feel how close he was to her and how close his breath felt on her face.

"Z-Zayne, can you let me go this time? I-I promise that I wasn't trying to run away from you."

Camelia spoke softly, hoping Zayne would understand and go easy on her.

"Hmm, I know. But your actions still hurt my feelings, and I would like compensation."

Zayne spoke back in a soft voice, and it made Camelia curse. Zayne's actions had foiled her plan, and she tried to reason again, but Zayne did not seem to be in the mood to listen to her.

"Well, shall we start with your chest this time? You promised me I could touch it as much as I wanted. And I very much want to touch you at the moment."