Cohen of the Rebellion - Volume 1 Prologue 1

He swore he would never take a risk - until she came along!

[Warning: R-18 content *NO rape and NO major misunderstanding!]

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“Miss Lana Huang… Expect a notice of harassment on your doorway soon…”

That was what Lana got for kissing a stranger to save herself from an unwanted arranged marriage.

“As far as I remember, you kissed me back fiercely and even dominated the entire kiss. You clearly had enjoyed your moment with me, so please don’t make it sound like I took undue advantage of you! And I told you, I’m ready to compensate you!”

“And how do you plan to do that, huh?” Liam stepped closer, trying to intimidate the proud woman who did not even bat an eyelid under his suffocating pressure.

Lana stepped backwards a few steps, raised her hand and growled, “Stop right there Attorney Sy if you don’t wanna taste the pain of getting kicked on your balls after getting kissed!”

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Meet Lana Huang, a proud woman who climbed the ladder of success in her career. A lawyer and a bold woman, exceptionally beautiful to make men dream and drool for her. Love was the last thing on her schedule because she was a man hater…

But fate wanted to play a trick on her as she unintentionally kissed Liam Sy, a wealthy, powerful and arrogant man. A lawyer by profession, fame and success followed wherever he went. A fierce attorney who won every case he put his hands on. Pride ran in his blood and love was not on his agenda because he was a woman hater...

What would happen when these two... handsome and beautiful, proud and stubborn, woman-hater and man-hater... come together and get involved into a marriage?

Welcome to a whirlwind of romance between these two - a roller coaster ride of love when it got mixed up with pride, jealousy, stubbornness and hate… Face slapping? Why not! 

Surely you would love to follow their journey where both took the risk of falling in love… A journey of hate turning into love...


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This article is also known as: “Mr. Gu’s name is really fragrant”
“After chasing people, you will know the pain of chasing people”
“The male god who was licked by me, he came after him”
【Received perspective】
It is said that licking a dog until the end leaves nothing.
He didn’t believe it, and pursued Gu Ze relentlessly for twelve years.
Not only did he chase farther and farther, but he also returned to before liberation.
He was born again.
After being reborn, he learned from the painful experience and decided to give up Gu Ze and focus on his career.
【Attack angle】
For that Qi Zhaohan who has been chasing after him for twelve years.
He really has nothing to say, he can’t be provoked but he can hide it.
But because of an accident, he was born again.
It’s good to be reborn, keep the distance as soon as possible, and don’t give him a chance to entangle me.
But why did my heart beat faster when I saw him later?
“Even if I jump from here, I won’t like Qi Zhaohan!”
“It’s delicious.”
small theater
Gu: “Give me a chance to be a dog lick, okay?”
Qi: “I’m sorry Mr. Gu, I’m cold-tempered.”
Gu: “It’s okay, I’m sexually passionate, we are a perfect match.”
Qi: “…”
[Highlight] Will not abuse, will not abuse, will not abuse, Qi Xiaohan will come back to enjoy the blessings in this life. I abused you and hit me!
[1] This is a pure and refreshing article, whether it is career or love!
【2】Qi Xiaohan will never procrastinate if he decides to stop, he is a decisive person!
【3】Double Life
【Notice! 】The angle of attack will be abused! After all, chasing Qi crematorium! !
True Fragrance Theater

Before
Mr. Gu: Reborn, I have to stay away from Qi Zhaohan, don’t let him fall in love with me again this time.
after
Mr. Gu: Xiaohan always treats me flirtatiously? what should I do? Waiting online, very urgent!
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Confession
Before
Mr. Gu: I don’t like you, you deserve better people, can’t we be friends?
after
Mr. Gu: Xiaohan always refuses to agree to my confession, and even wants to draw a line with me…
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＜3＞A suitor appeared beside Qi Zhaohan
Before
Mr. Gu (relieved): I hope the two can be together.
after
Mr. Gu (as if facing an enemy): There is always a rival in love coveting my daughter-in-law.

Conception: Break free from meaningless feelings and move towards a better life.
Content tags: strong, rebirth, inspirational life, cool text
Search keywords: Protagonist: Qi Zhaohan Gu Ze|Supporting role: Tao Shuran Wei Lifeng|Others: True Fragrance, Chasing Wife Crematorium

- Description from novelbuddy

The legendary Qin Chen from the Tianwu Continent accidentally fell into the Martial Domain because of his friend’s betrayal.

Three hundred years later, he was reincarnated on an illegitimate son of the royal palace who had been bullied.

He used his previous life accomplishments, concentrating on his skills, refining the pill, and rising against the sky, rising strongly, and embarking on a shocking journey that shocked the mainland.

- Description from MTL

“Villains aren’t born, they’re made...blah...blah...”Cute quote. Stick it on your Tumblr header next to your anime pfp.You boys love your villain stories, don’t you?You want carnage. Chaos. Control. You want a dark throne, a cold smirk, and a woman kneeling at your feet begging for mercy.But you?You don’t want to lift a damn finger.You’ll cheer for the villain as he kills a god, but cry when he gets betrayed.You call it “plot armor” when the hero survives—but call it “art” when the villain does the impossible.You’re not fans of villains.You’re fetishists.You want the violence, but not the silence after it.You want domination, but not the burden of being hated.You want power, but only if the story forgives you for it.You don’t read these stories to understand evil.You read them because you think you're too good to win the normal way.“Villains don’t play fair.”Exactly. That’s why you love them.Because you wouldn’t last a day in a world where strength mattered and excuses didn’t.You don’t want a villain’s life.You want his results.You want to watch him burn the world for a woman.But you’d cry if a girl left you on read.So tell me—What exactly are you rooting for?At least unlike you, I support heroes—the ones with boobs.You know the type.Tits squeezed into latex, thighs tight in spandex, preaching virtue with cum-drunk eyes the moment they fall into my arms but always end up screaming my name instead.She flies above cities, saving lives like it’s her job.But at night? She crashes into my arms, trembling, moaning, clawing at my back like I’m the only real thing she’s ever touched.Her cape drops before her guard does.But I don't need to tear it off.She hands it over herself—bit by bit, kiss by kiss, lie by beautiful lie.You ever felt a heroine's breath hitch in your ear as she begs you to stop pretending you're the bad guy?Ever watched the symbol of hope ride you like you're the last man left after the world ended?That's not conquest.That’s devotion, baby.Unfiltered. Undeniable.And the irony?They fall the hardest.Because no villain ever tried to understand them. No hero ever dared to see past the shine and into the ache beneath.But I do.I whisper into the cracks of their perfection.I plant kisses where they hide their pain.I fuck them where they forget to wear their strength.And when they break—when their moans turn to prayers, when their strength melts into submission—That’s when I rise.I’m not just some brooding misfit out for revenge, or a misunderstood loner sitting around hoping for a shot at redemption.I’m not a villain.I’m the SUPERVILLAIN—the kind your heroines moan for when the cameras are off and the capes are crumpled on my floor.