PREVIEW

... s, who could feel the earth coming back to life under their feet. However, city residents welcomed spring as well. Granted, they did so because they would not need to spend extra on heating their homes.

The first day of spring in E-Rantel was silent, however.

The main streets were empty, as though everyone on them had all died. Still,one could sense people from the houses that faced the streets through the small gaps in the shutters and doors. Those people w ...

YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
MTL - Super Male God System [Fast Wear]Chapter 442 newborn
 806.3k
4.8/5(votes)
ActionComedyDramaSchool Life

Xiao Qingrong had no mother and no father. With his own ability, he climbed to the peak of life, then encountered a system who could shuttle him across time and space. “Do you want to become a male god?”

He turned into a 17-year old, weak chicken with two years left in prison, Xiao Qingrong coldly interrogated the system. The system, playing dead, threw a powerful pill.

#In short, this Male God always threatens his Super Male God System#

Related Novel:

- Description from Novelupdates

MTL - My Yellow Hair AppChapter 321
 1.7k
4.5/5(votes)
Urban Life

Light novel Shura field harem morality is inhuman

I have an app that can be exchanged for “sloppy blonde long hair, coercion success rate + 10%.”

Is there something wrong with the style of “photography”?

(ps: In fact, this is a pure love story, but I happen to like Renqi.)

- Description from novelbuddy

Return of the Female KnightChapter 324 – [Side Story] Child of the Dragon (2) [END]
 4.1M
4.6/5(votes)
RomanceHistoricalFantasyShoujo

Elena, who spent her entire life as a cold-blooded female knight to avenge her family, ended up dying without claiming her revenge. When she opened her eyes she found that she went back into the past. By day she was a lady in a dress, and at night she carried a sword to change history and prevent her family’s destruction.

The Artist Who Paints DungeonChapter 240
 5.2k
4.5/5(votes)
FantasyMysterySlice Of LifeSupernatural

Why, seems like I’ve become a haunted portrait.