Sinner System - Chapter 1: Conditions Met

FORBIDDEN FRUIT…..IS THE SWEETEST.REVERSE HAREM! NO RAPE![Mature content: R-18+]Cold, charming, and mysterious bad boy Rhys is the guy your parents warn you to stay away from, with his sexy accent, tattoos, flirtatious smirks and dirty remarks.Drowned in the past he can’t escape; he has no time for love until he meets her.She is so gentle, so delicate for his dark and cruel world. He knows he should leave her alone but he couldn’t, he wouldn’t. He is a selfish bastard and he takes pride in it.When the opportunity to get closer to her arises, he breaks his own rules to offer her a deal she can’t refuse.A day of freedom. After that they wouldn’t look for each other again.One year later, he meets her again. The woman he had never forgotten, whose soft lips and doe eyes had haunted his dreams.Fate was so cruel and twisted that the object of his darkest desire is now going to be his sister-in-law. Engaged to his older brother Damien Niarchos-The leader of Country ZY mob family to ensure peace between the two families.Every monster has their weakness. She’s his.His obsessionHis addiction.His forbidden fruit.**Sweet, shy, and introverted despite being the only daughter of the most feared mob boss in the country, Beatrix Quinn is a romantic who is waiting for her Prince Charming to rescue her from her overprotective father and brothers.But instead of a Prince Charming, she gets a bad boy whose touch sets her soul ablaze.She never thought the guy she met one year ago whom she had given all her firsts is going to be her brother-in-law.Despite him being the only one who makes her feelBeautifulProtected.Truly wanted.Theirs is a love doomed to fail from the beginning.____________________________Excerpt:“Why can’t I let you go even when you’re not even mine.” He said against her neck between kisses, his hot breath making her skin shudder.“R-Rhys..we can’t.” she stuttered with a flush on her face.Rhys chuckled, it was low and slightly menacing.“I know little mouse, I know.”

This book is about the rise of a Beast-controlling Sect disciple. There are a thousand kinds of demonic beasts, all kinds of divine arts, countless worlds, and endless Great Dao.Here, you can see the Beast-controlling Sect disciples riding Western dragons and Behemoths. You can also see the sect disciples controlling Golden-armored Zombies, Flying Yakshas, and fighting Necromancers. One by one, the different worlds will gradually unveil their mysterious veil, revealing their enchanting appearance…

“I don’t care about how people in this world live, whether they have enough to eat, whether they can wear warm clothes, whether they have dreams and hope. I don’t care about their likes and dislikes.”

“It’s just that if you want to go to the sky, you need a complete advanced industrial system, a set of related research institutes, the most advanced materials science laboratory, and a big government that can coordinate all departments. It needs countless people who don’t have to worry about food and clothing. Dedicating wealth for this requires millions of high-level intellectuals to contribute their minds, and tens of thousands of different supporting manufacturers supply the best parts.”

“In short, it takes a world of abundance, and a great civilization to accomplish it.”

— Ian

A world reborn from its ashes.

An era that is coming to an end.

A group of prisoners fighting for power and power in the land.

A young man staring at the sky.

Prisoners peered out of the window of fate, mostly gazing at the dirt.

Only one is looking up at the stars.

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“Are you my knight?” The silver-haired youth looked at the blonde girl before him and asked, his cheeks flushed red. This was their first encounter when he was only ten years of age.

“Are you my bride?” He held her in his arms, embraced the girl who had accompanied him for ten years straight. He was sixteen years of age.

“Are you my king?” He knelt before the throne, smiling foolishly as he looked at the girl holding the sword victoriously. At this moment, he looked like the boy he was when they first met.

“I’m fine without having eyes for you. The entirety of Camelot is for your taking.” Smiling soft and gently, he gave his eyes to the girl who lost her eyes due to the curse of the red dragon. He doesn’t regret it, he thinks. He was twenty years of age.

“So… Arthur… Artoria Pendragon, are you willing… are you willing to spend the rest of your life with me?” His voice was soft and clear as he reached out to touch her hand.

This was their legend.

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