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Transmigrated As The Perverted Young Master

Do not buy privilege chapters for this month! I repeat, do not! I'm taking a break from writing. I'll come back sometime later. But not this month, though. The editing chapter would be released sometime later too. I'm exhausted, sorry for the inconvenience. Death! Such a powerful phenomenon holds the truth about the living. But when you're dead while "masturbating" it is another matter and when you find death isn't the end, it is also another matter. Damien was just your average perverted young man, who just doesn't even have time to tame his little dragon. He dreamt about becoming a small-time villain in the novel called 'Blood & Throne,' where the villain named Damien Von Zadkiel, was just a useless and perverted son of a powerful duke. He got away with pretty much everything; he slept with the most beautiful of beautiful ladies. Hell, he even slept with Queens and other important ladies from the noble households. He enjoyed life until he triggered the 'War of the four Kingdoms,' when he slept with the Winter Queen on her marriage bed. The Winter King who came back after defeating the ice demon found them snuggled under his bed. This triggered the tension between the kingdoms to break out, ultimately resulting in the war. But before he could even watch his own doings, our villain got killed by the so-called protagonist for enslaving his girl. But even his death was worth it as he got to enjoy everything fine in his life. Fine ladies, fine food, money, and everything you could dream of. The office Damien wanted a life like that, where he could just leisurely enjoy everything. Fate had other plans for Damien, as he suddenly died of a heart attack while taming his roaring dragon and finds himself in the body of his very own idol.

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The wounded beast!

"Last night was wild," Aurelia yawned as she stretched her hands and limbs. Her blonde hair fell down her back in long waves, a small piece of her fringe coming down over her eyes.

"Mhmm...It was indeed," Danielle murmured, checking the blade in her hands. She traced her fingers along the edges of it, feeling the sharpness of the silver.

"Why are you up early? Worried?"

"Worried?" Danielle chuckled and glanced at her friend, who came to visit her room at night and never left the place. "I'm going to win this one, Auri. Nothing will stop me from that." She waved the silver, which had been engraved with intricate patterns of the sea and water.

"I know you will," Aurelia smiled, then paused as her eyes flickered towards the sword. "Worried your brother won't be there to see it?"

Danielle's hands froze, and Aurelia knew she struck a chord. "Of course, he will be there. He's my brother. He won't miss it."