Married To The Devil's Son - Chapter 218: 95

Leon was once an ordinary man—until he died saving children and woke up in a new world as the last prince of the demon race. But his awakening comes with a cruel truth: the war is already over.The Demon King is dead. The once-mighty demon empire lies in ruins. And now, Leon stands amidst the ashes, surrounded by a handful of survivors teetering on the brink of extinction.Crowned Demon King by default, he holds the title—but there is no kingdom left to rule. The few remaining demons are barely surviving, hunted and outnumbered. Worse still, Leon, who once enjoyed the luxuries of modern technology, must now navigate a harsh world stuck in the Middle Ages.Can he pull the demon race out of their misery? Can he reclaim the power they once held? Or will history remember him as the last king of a fallen race?Follow Leon on his journey to rebuild, conquer, and defy fate itself.

A dramatic, eventful love story between the Crown Prince and the Supreme General of the Heavenly Empire!This is an Omegaverse story (A/B/O) with a lot of knives at the beginning. Stay away unless you are used to reading danmeis like 2ha, MDZS, etc..Following the Heavenly Emperor's death, Crown Prince Xie Jianyu's Fuxi Palace was attacked by a combined force of Longjing Palace and Wuyang Palace. The confrontation between Supreme General Zhang Fengxi resulted in Xie Jianyu's death, after which Zhang Fengxi found out that he did not know Xie Jianyu at all.First, Xie Jianyu was an omega and not an alpha.Second, Zhang Fengxi slept with Xie Jianyu before.Third, Xie Jianyu gave birth to Zhang Fengxi's son.When given the chance to return to the past, will Zhang Fengxi be able to undo his mistakes? Will Xie Jianyu be able to escape his tragic end?Let this author take you on a fascinating journey (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡

Twenty years ago, she was taken in as the Lin family’s young heiress through a twist of fate. But mistakes would eventually be corrected one day. When the real daughter of the family returned and her foster parents begged her to stay, she obliged. Unbeknownst to her, this was actually a scheme disguised as familial affection. They only kept her around to squeeze her dry of all her value!

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…