Reborn with an Old Enemy on the Day of our Marriage - Chapter 2 - Rebirth

Ren Suo has acquired a special game console by chance. By using it, Ren finds that the events in games he play will actually happen in reality after he beats them. In addition, he could also learn skills from the games to enhance himself.“So, from Graes City to the base camp, we can only take the car through the mountain road, right?”“Of course,”“Then...that person is...”About a hundred meters away, they saw a figure with long, blonde hair running swiftly through the mountains. Slopes and scattered rocks were no obstacles to her—it was as if she was parkouring.

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death.Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine.---“I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached.He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here.“Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?”I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place.“What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze.---A Dangerous ObsessionCan she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction?A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation.---LYCAN KING CASSIANI will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones.Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce.And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave.She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.

In a world yearning for grand adventure, a soul, weary of mundane existence, is ripped from his reality and thrust into the nascent era of One Piece.Reborn as Dracula D. Alucard, he finds himself in a surprisingly tranquil time, a quiet before the storm of the Great Pirate Era. But within him, a chilling truth awakens: an unyielding immortality.His mere presence shatters the calm, birthing the terrifying legend of an unkillable monster.Even Gol D. Roger, the soon-to-be Pirate King, is left in bewildered disbelief: “I don't understand; that sword thrust clearly hit his vitals.”The mighty Whitebeard acknowledges a new horror: “That man is a monster even harder to kill than Kaido!”The World Government, driven to utter despair, can only lament: “We've assassinated him successfully thousands of times. Why is he still alive?!”And the legendary Marine Hero, Garp, simply quips, “Kaido? I think that guy killed him...”For Alucard, however, this endless defiance of death is merely a perplexing fact, or perhaps, a casual game.“What's the big deal?” he asks, a faint, almost innocent tilt to his head, as if genuinely puzzled by their consternation. “Killing me is simple. Just stab my heart about eight million more times.”As the world stands on the precipice of an age of grand dreams and unfettered ambition, what fate awaits the eternal devil who cannot die, doomed to wander a sea that promises everything but an end?