The Duke’s Eldest Son Escaped to the Military - Chapter 3

Left out during the elementary school picnic.

They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other!When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt.That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom.Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife.Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything.Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love?Excerpt“I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!” ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger.“Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love.” He calmly grabbed her poking hand.“And what would that be, my fine sir?”“That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear.”“You—”“And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!”“You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!”“Well you are no precious prize, are you?”And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree.His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.

In the depths of a newborn universe, a cultivator takes advantage of the abundant energy to refine himself a treasure. But after 14 billion years of refining and quite a few more to go, he decides to entertain himself by releasing countless systems and watching how the creatures of this fledgling universe handle them.

On Earth, a young man, lost and confused about what to do with his life, sits in a park and looks up at the night sky. A shooting star, a wish and a bang. When the boy finally wakes up he hears a sound, "assimilation complete. Launching System. Welcome to the Midnight Inn. Host Designation: The Innkeeper."

Because she was obsessed with survival games, Tang Su was forewarned in her dream. She hoarded resources like crazy before she transmigrated into a survival romance game, becoming the gold-digger female support character. She would end up tormented by the female lead, and her family, who used to spoil her, were destroyed as well. As for the female lead? Six big shots with different personalities spoiled her as she rose to the top.

However, Tang Su had a shop with billions of resources, so she did not care. Outdoors, she could destroy monsters and build bases; indoors, she could make gourmet food and build squads, leading her family as they traveled across the world where dangers lurked everywhere. She made her three brothers the champions of the world and took in the lonesome final boss, living such a great life that the female lead was jealous. The final boss was handsome, aloof, and ruthless, though he was more than that in private.

While he kept everyone at arm’s length, he was more than affectionate towards Tang Su, restraining his cruelty just to get her. He carefully disguised himself as a minion and willingly revealed his fatal weakness to her, giving her all his tenderness. Unable to resist him, Tang Su obediently submitted to him. After all, everyone’s heart would race when they saw the final boss spoiling his wife! However, what was wrong with those six big shots? Why were they saying that they didn’t mind another comrade? Big shots: Tang Su, we can warm your bed for you…Shen Zhiting: Haha! Dream on!