MTL - After the Big Guy Wears the Abusive Text - Chapter 102 refuse to marry

As someone who had always aspired to live a laid-back life, Xu Lin received the news of his hometown’s old house’s demolition at the age of 24. As a result he would be compensated with about 5 million. But before he could grasp the feeling of being a second-generation displaced person , he blinked and found himself back in the green years of being 17.Now, he had to embrace the “salted fish” state once again and wait for another 7 years. Despite his initial thoughts, a peculiar thing happened due to a confession incident, disrupting his plans.[Congratulations Host on activating the Twelve Zodiac Love System!]Thus his fate became entangled with 12 different types of girls…

Anger issues was never a problem for Rio, but how can he say that after he swiped away his system in anger when the crystallization began on earth.With portals popping up and monster storming out of them how can Rio be expected not get angry at his lack of a level up tool.Armed with just an axe, as the days go by, Rio has a rapidly building peeve against his never present system and the last virtue on his list is tolerance.“System”“......... ”“System”“...…..”“Grrrrr!! Grrrr!!”With loud menacing growls the wolf like creatures approached, but Rio was busy looking for what spot in the room had better connection and would let him access his system.“If you guys don't shut up, I'll kill you.”Normally, worlds undergoing crystallization should be struggling to get stronger and survive the brutal process but on earth it is different as they are rather focused on pleasing their brutal and unforgiving Tyrant

Zhang Lin, the king of Holy Light duel, was smeared by the team’s design and forced to withdraw from the online game professional league.
In order to return to the top, pick up the previous Summoner trumpet to fight against the Holy Light again, and perform the return of the king.
Summoner PK is the weakest? NO, everything is possible in Zhang Lin’s hands!
Play around with the guild, get the best equipment, and make beautiful MM…
Single P, Triple P, Group P, let the horses come over!
The bloody battle ignited the passion. Zhang Lin and his friends stepped over the mountains of corpses, and let tears and laughter witness Zhang Lin’s legendary online game life.

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They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other!When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt.That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom.Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife.Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything.Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love?Excerpt“I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!” ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger.“Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love.” He calmly grabbed her poking hand.“And what would that be, my fine sir?”“That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear.”“You—”“And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!”“You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!”“Well you are no precious prize, are you?”And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree.His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.