[Synopsis]
In a dark, underground basement, a spooky old man's voice sent shivers down my spine.
"You're gonna meet your end, hahaha," he taunted, before lunging at me with a sword, slashing the air, and spattering my throat with red drops.
"We'll see," I defiantly whispered, my last words fading as I drifted into darkness.
Suddenly, I woke up in a bustling tavern filled with laughter and clinking glasses.
A captivating lady stood before me, her beauty clashing with her angry expression, ready to disrupt the cheerful mood.
"Don't stalk me," she snapped, giving me a harsh look before storming out of the tavern.
Am I stuck in some kind of game? My common sense shattered, leaving me questioning my reality.
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[A/N: Give it a read, buddy; you won't regret it.]
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"Encrenqueiro, vou sair para fazer algo, então não posso mais cuidar de você. Você pode descer a montanha e se divertir. Mas se você não encontrar alguém que combine com seu Corpo Puro Yang Inato em três anos, você estará acabado!"
Essas foram as últimas palavras que o velho, mestre de Yang Luo, lançou a ele antes de desaparecer. Enquanto isso, tendo dominado a maioria das habilidades de seu mestre, Yang Luo desceu a montanha e deu seu primeiro passo na civilização pela primeira vez em anos.
Com suas inigualáveis habilidades médicas e artes marciais, ele parte em uma jornada, fazendo novos aliados e esmagando todos os inimigos que se colocam em seu caminho, enquanto tenta resolver sua constituição de Corpo Puro Yang Inato e cultivar até o topo do mundo!
Mal mari, femme gloutonne : Achetez Mademoiselle Piggy, obtenez gratuitement des petits pains
[Statut : TERMINÉ]
« Feng Tianyi ! Ton frère a détruit ma famille Tang ! Y a-t-il quelque chose de bon dans ta famille ? »
« En. Ne vois-tu pas comment nos gènes de belle apparence se transmettent à nos enfants ? Quant à la dette de la famille Feng, je te la paierai. » Il dit nonchalamment.
Tang Moyu se moqua et croisa les bras sur sa poitrine.
« Comment comptes-tu payer ? »
« Que dirais-tu que je te rembourse avec mon corps ? »
« ... »
Tellement sans honte !
L'homme assis dans son fauteuil roulant éclata de rire en voyant son expression contrariée.
« Mademoiselle Tang, ça ne sert à rien de faire semblant de ne pas l'avoir vu puisque tu as littéralement grimpé dans mon lit et profité de moi. »
Il y a cinq ans, Tang Moyu était l'impératrice du monde des affaires et était au sommet de sa carrière avant d'être réduite à néant lorsque son fiancé est tombé amoureux d'une autre femme. C'était acceptable puisqu'il n'y avait pas d'amour entre elle et Feng Tianhua, mais qui aurait pu penser que cette « Cendrillon » était un loup déguisé en mouton ?
Et puis il y a Feng Tianyi, le successeur tristement célèbre de la famille Feng, un auteur acclamé par la critique qui secouait constamment la liste des meilleures ventes avec ses livres. Les rumeurs disent qu'il était colérique et de mauvaise humeur. Il était si impitoyable que ni les hommes ni les femmes ne voulaient de sa compagnie. Les rumeurs disent même que son visage était si beau et hors de ce monde. Il était pratiquement un dieu parmi les hommes. C'était dommage qu'il fût handicapé.
Les deux n'étaient jamais censés se rencontrer à nouveau, mais une paire de petits buns doux est intervenue.
« Oncle, nous n'avons pas d'argent pour te payer les dégâts. » Le plus grand des petits buns a dit.
« Mes manuscrits n'ont pas de prix, » répondit cet oncle séduisant avec amusement.
« Oncle, si ça ne te dérange pas, pouvons-nous payer avec notre maman ? Elle est aussi inestimable. »
Ainsi la paire de petits buns doux et l'oncle séduisant conclurent un accord mais qui aurait pensé que la femme en question était une reine froide comme la glace venue de l'enfer qui avait une étrange affinité pour les sucreries ?
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Éditeur/relecteur : ninaviews
Couverture du livre : Bizzybiin / droits d’auteur 2020 anjeeriku
The Lycan King's Mate: Marked by Pain, Crowned by Fate (GL)
Azaria has endured a lifetime of suffering in the region of Arcanthia. Abused by her stepmother and forced into a marriage with Alpha Ethan, a selfish tyrant, she has faced betrayal, manipulation, and unimaginable pain. But Azaria refuses to be defined by her past. When she severs the toxic bond with Ethan, she begins a journey of healing and self-discovery.
In Drakova, Azaria finds herself bound to the enigmatic Lycan King. Their connection is powerful, yet fragile, as both beasts grapple with secrets and scars from their pasts. As they navigate a world of ancient rituals, intense battles, and political intrigue, they must decide if they can overcome their fears and trust one another.
Surrounded by allies and enemies, and with the threat of Ethan’s vengeance looming, Azaria must face her greatest challenges yet. Can she find strength in the King’s love, or will the shadows of her past consume her forever?
This is a story of resilience, healing, and the unbreakable bonds of fate. For fans of supernatural romance with powerful heroines and complex relationships, Marked by Pain, Crowned by Fate is an emotionally gripping journey that explores the strength it takes to reclaim one’s destiny.
"What happens when a nerdy girl falls for a playboy?"
"They say that pain is a sign of weakness leaving your body but in my case, it's a clamp that refuses to let go of my heart no matter how hard I try."
Chisom has had a complicated life but when she meets him, the world seems brighter and everything feels a thousand times better.
Even though Chisom masquerades as the strongest person she knows with nothing being able to move her, deep down, her emotions are as fragile as an egg: easily shattered. Meeting him was one of the best things to happen to her. He was her first love but would he be her last?
The heels of her shoes were hitting the floor, making a rhythmic beat that gave off a bad vibe.
She got to where I was and crouched down to my level. "Huh, poor baby," she said in a cry-like voice as she shook her head in self-pity and patted my head, then whispered
"Shh, don't cry; it will soon be over," she said, still gently patting my head.
She brought out a small, shiny silver knife that I hadn't noticed that she had been holding for a while.
"Clara, please stop whatever you are planning to do." I pleaded in fear and looked at her in horror as I tried to process what she intended to do with the knife.
"My, my, my, someone is scared; don't worry, I won't be too hard on you." She coaxed me and laughed like a maniac when she saw the expression on my face.
"Please, for the sake of our friendship, please stop." I begged for mercy.
"Shut! Shut the fuck up!" She punched me in the face until her hand was colored with my blood.
I was too weak to fight back as she slashed my stomach slowly and deeply, making a pathway for the blood to flow freely like a stream.
"Honey, you don't have to stain your dress. Let the guards do this," Gabriel said as he saw my blood pouring out of my stomach's hundred-meter radius.
She dipped her hand forcefully into my stomach and brought out my under-formed fetus, then used the knife to cut the placenta that connected me and my baby.
She stabbed it repeatedly without mercy while I looked on in pain and helplessness as my baby died tragically before me.
"Raven! Bring the rest now!" She ordered in her authoritative tone that she normally uses whenever she wants something done with an immediate effect.
First time writing a story so don't expect much since it will be some generic op mc trash.
Updates will be inconsistent.
Isaac was a huge Naruto and MHA fan, he got killed in an 'accident', met a self proclaimed god, some wishes, anime world, you should know where this is going...