MTL - Overlord, Love Me Tender - v2 Chapter 5073 Soul Secrets (17)

Caution: This novel contains R18 content. Doomsday had arrived overnight. Zombies roamed every corner and humanity had suffered a massive setback.

Jiang Ning was the true heiress of the Huo Family, lost and living outside. After being brought back by her family, her birth parents didn't like her, her cold-faced brother despised her, and her twin brothers would tell her to get lost from the home at the drop of a hat.Waking up alone in the hospital, she was diagnosed by the doctor with a terminal illness, yet her own family was busy throwing a party for the fake heiress. Jiang Ning was furious!She kicked these so-called family members one by one, sending them all flying!If they didn't accept her, she didn't care for them either!......Jiang Ning participated in a rural countryside live stream variety show.Her haters caught wind and came to greet Jiang Ning's entire family in the barrage of messages.But what they found was:Day one: Shock! Jiang Ning catches a thief on the street! A golden retriever runs over to help her.Day two: Jiang Ning snatches a child back from human traffickers with her bare hands! A bird publicly defecates on the traffickers' heads!Day three: Jiang Ning fights a criminal in a life-and-death struggle! A goose mocks them at the scene.Thief: “I had already finished stealing, and she still caught me. It's absurd.”Murderer on the run for sixteen years: “You might not believe it, but I just came to buy a bottle of water, and she came up to me with a big right hook.”A nice countryside live stream somehow turned into a legal synergy.The online audience crazily tagged the official police accounts:“Let's be honest, isn't she an undercover agent you dispatched?”“Jiang Ning's side job is entering the entertainment industry, but her main role is catching criminals, right?”A certain big shot attached a wedding photo: “Wife, mine.”

I belong to a good sect that has never turned its back on me for my poor potential, has never forced me to study martial arts, and even helped arrange a betrothal for me when I was young.

My fiancée is a much renowned hot-tempered young miss. She’s beautiful, strong, and deeply loves me. Upon my start down the path of the Jianghu, I entirely relied on her to provide cover for me and before long, I became renowned as the #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path.

Yet one day, I discovered that this person is apparently a man. A man in drag!

More unforgivable is that he thought I was a woman dressing as a man!

Me, as if my liver and guts are being cut to pieces: “Brother, what have you done with my fiancée?”

Him, as if a knife has been twisted in his heart: “Brother, what have *you* done with my fiancée?”

The waters of the Jianghu are indeed murky. Even if I am starving, even if I’m dying far from home, from this point on, I will not eat even a mouthful of rice prepared by him.

—So fragrant.

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[COMPLETE] Can a royal Romeo and Juliet find their happy ending?

Ayleth, Princess of Zenithra, is secretly trained in hand-to-hand combat, and collects swear words she doesn't know how to use. During the Festival of Peace, in which every royal son on the continent will be at the castle for a month, she is instructed by her parents to find a husband. Yet, Ayleth has never even been kissed—until the very first ball, when she meets the man in the Lion mask.

Etan is a seasoned warrior, and the Prince of Summitras. He attends the Festival hoping to find a powerful wife who will help him conquer the dark sorcery of their bloodsworn enemies, the Kingdom of Zenithra. But at the very first ball, he discovers the masked woman who captures his heart is the Heir to the evil empire.

Ayleth and Etan face an impossible battle. Will their love survive? Or will their parents' dark dealings keep them apart forever?

[Mature content. No sexual violence.]

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“You…” She stepped back. Then back again, her mouth dropped open. “You… You cannot be…”

“I am,” Etan said, and his hair raked back as he pushed his mask off his handsome face. So handsome her heart raced.

His hair was ebony black, his skin a warm brown that threatened to fade in in the winter months. He stared at her with glittering green eyes, over high cheekbones and a noble nose, his jaw tight and shadowed this late in the day. His chin was high over the pillar of his neck that she’d just touched with its hard lines and steel strength, so different to her own. And his chest... She gasped and covered her eyes. She’d humiliated herself revealing her stupid, childish curiosity.

“No, Ayleth. This changes nothing.”

“How can you say that? It changes everything!” She was horrified to realize she was crying.

“Ayleth, please.” His voice cracked on the plea and she stared at him, shoving her mask up and off, despite how it would pull her hair out of the beautiful twist the maid had managed for her.

His eyes locked on hers and she couldn’t think. She couldn’t breathe.

She had met her One. And he was the son of her bloodsworn enemy.

She stared at him as he stepped forward again, offering both hands, palm up. “Touch me,” he whispered. “Hold my hands. This is real, Ayleth. I don’t know how it happened, but this is real. Please don’t deny it.”

She couldn’t resist. She raised a trembling hand to his cheek, letting her palm catch on the scruff of his jaw. He blew out a breath and put his hand over hers, and that jolt that happened whenever they touched shivered through her again.

“Please, Ayleth.”

“I cannot deny it,” she whispered.