MTL - Return of the Net Gaming Monarch - Chapter 612 ending

Siyu transmigrated into a manhua and became the male lead’s half-sister. The sister had a sickly fragile body, one that couldn’t even withstand a gust of wind. It’s a pity that her heart was so vicious. Over and over, she tried to kill the male and female lead. Until finally she was hated by all, deserted by everyone close, cursed by people, and died miserably alone in the rain one night.

Now the question was: how could she stay alive in peace as a sickly beautiful lady who always vomits blood for no reason and could drop dead at any time? Fortunately, Siyu soon discovered that she could see another person’s luck. So, as long as other people around her had better luck than hers, she could rely on their blessings to extend her life.

As for her….. Siyu looked into the mirror. No matter how she looked at it, the person in the mirror looked like she would die early. It’s not an exaggeration. If you’re talking about bad luck, then everyone else was trash. The wave was stable; no matter how crazy she played, she wouldn’t die! (～￣▽￣)～

Until she came across a great god who was feared by everybody—

Siyu: “Don’t, don’t come near me QAQ”.

Fifth Master Lu smiled gently whilst the beads on his hand were shattered into pieces, “ Run away once more, and I’ll break your leg.”

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Those people killed her grandmother, murdered her younger brother, trampled the people she deeply cared about, and even took her own life.

It was because she trusted her ambitious stepmother and half-sister;

because she mistakenly believed that womanly virtue is to have no talent;

because of her noble status and origin….This is what caused her death.

Buried in river water, Ouyang Nuan, gritted her teeth and spoke, “I, Ouyang Nuan was wronged in death. Even if it takes forever, I will become a devil, and in the next life, will not let you off!”

When she once again opened her eyes, Ouyang Nuan was sent back in time to when she was twelve years old. Around this age, her forehead was scarred, her brother fell into the water, and in three years she will be married…

In this life, she will try to change everything to guard and protect those she cares for from those with treacherous intentions. She will live a glorious life!

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Being a wolfless hybrid was bad? Yes, but not as bad as being rejected by your groom three days before your wedding, in favor of your younger sister!~~~Sue was an outcast from birth, and she grew up stomaching ridicules and insults despite being a princess in starlight pack. Instead of wallowing in self pity, Sue strives for strength and soon becomes a strong fighter.Having been rejected multiple times for being the pack’s freak, Sue was over the moon when she unexpectedly gets accepted by her present mate whom she’s presently engaged to. However, when she’s rejected again, and is replaced by her sister this time, she believes all hope is lost for her, not knowing fate has something else in store for her.In a mission that’s supposed to kill her, she ends up coming across her mate in the monstrous enemy she was sent to capture, and by the end of it all, she discovers said mate has two brothers who’re also her mates, and not only were they willing to accept her, they forcefully took her along with them against her will, making Sue dislike and want nothing to do with them.Too bad they were stupidly hot and utterly breathtaking.Cursed because of the sins of their ancestors— Angelo, Landon and Damon lived as part monsters and part wolves, a deadly curse which would end up taking their lives if they didn't find their fated mate, the key to breaking the curse. Which was why as soon as they found her, there was no way they’d be letting her go, no matter what. Even though she was the daughter of their greatest enemy, even though she was wolfless, and even though she definitely wasn’t the fire breathing, powerful mate that was prophesied for them decades ago.~~~ | ~~~“I bet your nipples are hard right now. And are you wet between your legs as well? I should be able to smell it if I focus hard.” he husked out in a sultry voice, the dark eyes of his drinking me up and I wished the ground would open up to swallow me up at once.“N- no…” I managed to hurl out but he only laughed, then he leaned even closer and my heart lurched into my throat after his next words.“Why? You hate hearing the truth?” He demanded then I felt his large hand settle on my thigh.“I can check right now for you, to see if you’re dripping and making a mess of your little panties.”My cheeks felt so red, it felt like they might go up in flames at any moment from now.“A- are you crazy?” I managed after what felt like ages, while gaping at him as an immense amount of shock went through my entire body.He flashed me a dark grin, his fangs gleaming in the moonlight.“Couldn’t you tell?” He drawled and I let out a huff of disbelief.This man wasn’t just crazy. He was mad. Him and his two brothers.

You have no memories. You don’t know who you are or why you’re here. But none of that matters.You are one of a thousand chosen, thrown into the Pantheon’s Ordeal, a brutal trial created by the gods. The rules are simple: survive, grow stronger, and uncover the truth about yourself. But this trial is not fair. The challenges will break you. The monsters will hunt you. And the people beside you? They are not your allies, they are your competition.Only ten will make it to the end. The rest will be lost forever. But if you survive, the gods will reward you with power beyond imagination.Now, fight. Endure. Remember who you are.Dune wakes up in a strange, empty place with no memory of who he is or how he got there. All he knows is that he needs to survive.As he faces dangerous creatures, humans, and tough trials, Dune starts to uncover fragments of his past. He meets allies and enemies, each revealing new clues about the mysterious world around him.Driven by a need to remember, Dune pushes through impossible, hoping to reclaim his identity and uncover the truth about world he’s trapped in.