MTL - Interstellar Tattered Queen - Chapter 2682 eat up

Curses that are placed on people works on some and doesn't work on some, that depends on how aggrieved the curser that decides to lay the curse.Amelia Smith in her agitation as she felt her life slipping away after the death of her child, laid a curse on her scum of a husband and his mistress that her spirit would forever hunt them.Then the devil himself decided to grace the curse and gave her the opportunity to transmigrate to hunt her husband and his mistress getting double portion of the things that were taken from her no matter the consequences and repercussions she must get her revenge.But he really there just to help, or for his own personal interest.“Give it up, you can't run from me no matter how you try.” The devil breathed into Amelia's ears heavily trying to contain his anger.“You are mine, and mine alone.” He yelled turning his back at Amelia, ripping the heart of the human that stood beside him with his sharp nails.

**NO NTR****Explicit Content Warning +18**——————————————Caught masturbating in glorious 4K, a perverted teenager is sentenced to the basement as punishment. Only to be murdered by a book that never asked permission.Death was supposed to be the end.Instead he awakens as Daniel Dikson. An eighteen years old, dirt-poor guy, son of a broke farmer and Marnie, his stepmother. The kind of stepmother wet dreams are built from.Yet what truly terrified him was the book itself. It had crossed death with him, and now lay quietly at his side, patiently waiting for his touch once more.“Wait… this book wants me to draw a ritual diagram, place the book in the center, and chant some eldritch bullshit to seal the deal?”“Veiliquandè mikora jim bos ariqueisà…”One forbidden ritual later, a demon found its vessel, purring promises of limitless power. Every milf he claims, every moan he steals from their bodies will increase his power.From the village’s weakest to a ruthless conqueror Daniel rises through blood, sweat and bedroom sheets.But in this brutal world of scheming nobles, wild beasts, and forbidden lusts, will Daniel survive?

A Time Loop Thriller Without Time Travel. No Superpowers. Just Mastery.Eron Vale wakes up at 7:00 AM every single day—the same day. For the world, time moves forward. For him, it's been over 100,000 loops of the exact same 24 hours.No powers. No resets for the world. Only him.He’s died. He’s starved. He’s gone insane—and come back sharper each time. But now, after centuries of learning every face, flaw, and secret in the city, he’s done watching.Eron begins executing his final plan: to infiltrate and take control of the most powerful secret organization in the world—Helix—using nothing but perfect timing, manipulation, and skill.Every conversation is a test he’s passed thousands of times. Every ally is a pawn he’s moved before. Every threat? Already defeated in another try.But this time, it has to be perfect.Because he’s done reliving this day.And for the first time in 100,000 tries…He’s making his move.

The country girl, Emily, was an orphan. She survived off the scraps that she could find from families around her. Every one of them despised her.

One day, a fairy-like little brother came to the city and brought her home.

At first, Emily wasn’t popular in other people’s homes, but she quickly awakened her god-tier learning talent. She could learn pretty much anything and everything in an instant.

Soon, Emily was regarded as a child prodigy. She was proficient in all sorts of arts, including zither, chess, and calligraphy, and that’s just the tip of the iceberg.

The elders and older brothers who didn’t really like her in the past were all captivated by her and spoilt her like a little fairy.

Every day, her grandparents, parents, uncles, aunties, and brothers fought to pamper her.

Grandpa said, “Baby, can you help Grandpa take a look at this painting?

Grandpa liked to collect oil paintings, but his deteriorating eyesight couldn’t discern good paintings from bad ones, and he kept getting tricked by sellers . So he had to consult the seven-year-old Emily because paintings that passed through Emily’s hands were never wrong.

Her father pleaded, “Baby, help me. The chairman of the Gu Site Corporation wants to get a calligraphy painting from you. This will determine whether my company can land a deal with them!”

Her brothers pleaded. “Baby, are you busy today? When are you going to visit your brother’s school? I promised the principal that I would bring you there. You can’t go back on your word.”