Reincarnator - Chapter 470 - Descent (2)

It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned.When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation.“Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac.“Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.”Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier.But vengeance turns slippery when every command she hisses ignites his obedience, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more.”The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?

Two women visits Dong Fang Ao’s home. Both women claim to be his betrothed. The first woman wants to break off their betrothal but she lost the betrothal gift. The second woman is holding the betrothal gift and demands Dong Fang Ao to marry her.

Dong Fang Ao keeps both women as guests in his home to find out who is his real betrothed. He is curious about the secretive Cao Zi Yun. If she is his real betrothed then he wants to keep her by his side forever. But her secret is capable of separating them forever.

'My life is boring.'Cole thought when he was 14 years old.He thinks that there's nothing special about him or his life.And he thought that the only reason he was alive is because he was not dead yet.But then, at the age of 16, Cole developed a hobby.And that's reading novels.When he's reading, he feels emotions he normally wouldn't feel!Cole feels like he's been brought into a different world!And reading novels made him forget about the boredom he's feeling!So he really enjoyed and liked novels!To the point that he even started making one!Yes, Cole became a novel author and his works were seen and read by many people around the world!And seeing people talking about his work and supporting him made Cole enjoy writing too!But after reading and writing novels again and again... for a long time.Cole started to feel less excitement and thrill in doing them...Nevertheless, he didn't stop.Cole feels like he would be bored to death if he stop, so he just continued.Ting-!“Huh?”Then one day, while Cole was reading through the comments of his novel.He received a mail...The sender was anonymous and the content of it didn't make sense to him.“My work had been chosen...?”“They will grant my wish?”“What kind of bullshit is this?”So Cole didn't pay attention to the mail....“Eh?”Though, he suddenly woke up in a different body and a different world!Cole was sent inside his novel!And he became Raven Obadiah...?Who's that?The protagonist? No.The villain? No.One of the major characters? No.I don't know who the fuck Raven is too!Cole doesn't know him too!In short, he's just a fucking extra with no importance in the novel!But there's something weird about Raven's life that Cole doesn't know...And Cole, receiving a chance to have a life he could only dream of in the past...“Hiding strength?”“Staying an extra?”“Letting the main characters handle everything?”“Those sounds boring as fuck!”Cole, or should I say, Raven—decided to live a life full of excitement!He will do whatever he wants, and he wouldn't let anyone stop him!

In a realm where even the faintest shadows whisper untold tales, I came to realize that the forgotten often hold the most powerful narratives.As an avid admirer of the world's most beloved series, I never imagined that one night's rest would pull me into its very fabric.“Why on earth am I stuck in this world? And why, of all people, am I him?”I had become Arthur Nightingale—Class A’s most unremarkable student. A magic swordsman barely worthy of mention, ranked 8th among the first-years. A mere footnote in the grand story.Still, with this body’s abilities and my own insider knowledge, I figured I could carve out a peaceful life. Or so I believed.“This was the only way,” the voice repeated, resolute. “The only way to stop her.”Little did I know how truly unique Arthur Nightingale was—or the path this journey would force me to take...