PREVIEW

... top leaders had been visiting the command centre after they had found out about the coup in Magenda because Shian couldn’t afford to lose this battle.

The command centre was covered with barriers and hidden with illusion. Razé entered the place and stood in front of a tent that was tightly guarded. She hadn’t had time to change her uniform that got dirtied during the battle earlier. But she knew they wouldn’t be picky about her appearance. She was not in a mood to clean her clothes with m ...

YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubledChapter 545 - 342 Tengfei New Energy
 88
4.5/5(votes)
Slice Of LifeRomance

By the time I reached thirty, I hadn't managed to provide any of the happiness I wanted for my wife.I also still couldn't become the support my parents relied on.At this turning point in my fate, my income suddenly began to increase randomly.(A daily life tale in a wealthy family setting, featuring a single female lead and no harem.)

Alchemist In The Apocalypse: Rise Of A Legend!Chapter 476: Skip!
 1.4k
4.5/5(votes)
FantasyAdventure

Mana finally arrived in our world after being delayed for unknown reasons, causing the evolution of everything that had life.

Humans, plants, and monsters all evolved, ushering the planet into a new era in which old laws no longer applied and the only law in the world was the rule of the jungle, where the strong preyed on the weak.

It was a question of whether we, the 'rulers' of the land, would be able to maintain our position and adapt to whatever came after our planet's awakening, and if we did, was that the end?

MTL - How To Die As Heavy As Mount TaiChapter 194 Finale volume
 207.2k
4.2/5(votes)
ActionAdventureSci-fiSupernatural

When a person dies, they either die light as a feather (aka unimportant) or heavy as Mt. Tai (aka very important).

Their nature is certainly not ordinary. So when these kind of people do not die as extraordinary people, their hearts will have some lingering wishes.

Souls with lingerings wishes in their hearts, just one bowl of soup from Meng Po isn’t enough to let them forget past events. Souls that aren’t pure enough can’t go through reincarnation.

Therefore, they need –

Hello, this the underworld’s department of purifying souls, serial number 666 Lu Heng (MC) is at your disposal. Our service obejctive is: fulfilling your wish to die importantly, additionally, never being OOC!

Lu Heng: Left the name in the annals, this evaluations grade will be for sure S+!

Section Chief: Lu Heng, why did you break apart the CP again!! I am deducting your salary! Deducting, deducting, deducting!!!!

Lu Heng: Leader, this is really not my fault!!! QAQ

Mysterious Person: *rubs Lu Heng’s head*

- Description from Novelupdates

Stolen by the Rebel KingChapter 40 Nearly
 658
4.5/5(votes)
FantasyRomanceAdultMystery

As a princess that could not wield magic, Princess Daphne’s only value to her kingdom was her arranged marriage. The task was simple, but when Daphne gets kidnapped and brought to the cold mountains of Vramid, she realizes that she’s in over her head.

She had heard of these cursed mountains before― rocky terrain, freezing temperatures, and the land was ruled by a man feared by many within the continent.

King Atticus Heinvres, the blood-thirsty ruler of the North.

Even though she had never met him before, tales were spread of King Atticus’s ruthlessness. Some said he was a monster, others claimed he was the devil himself, but whatever the story was, everyone knew of the man who had powers beyond anyone’s imagination. He could topple armies and crumble nations with just one wave of his hand, aided by what others rumored to be a cursed obsidian ring.

No one outside of Vramid had ever met the fearsome king before. Not until Daphne.

However, upon meeting the formidable man, Daphne found out that the king might not really be the monster others had claimed him to be.

In fact, what was hidden under that obsidian shield could just be a diamond in the rough.

[Excerpt]

“Now… where should I put you both?” he asked casually, not expecting a reply. “It’s regretful that I only have one chandelier.”

“Underneath my bed? No, no, too dirty. My dust bunnies don’t deserve this,” Atticus mused to himself. “The mantlepiece? How about the vanity table? I suppose if I lop off one of your heads I could mount it over… Wife, which head do you want to stare at while you do your hair?”

“Atticus!” Daphne screamed. “I don’t want any heads! Let them go.”

“Fair enough.” Atticus shrugged, and flicked his fingers.

There were two identical cracks as both necks snapped at once.

Daphne gasped, horrified. This man, her husband, had just killed two men with a flick of his finger, as though he was snuffing out candles.

“I told you to let them go!” Daphne cried out.

“Yes, I let them go,” Atticus said. Then, his eyes darkened. “To receive divine judgment from the heavens.”

……………………………………………………………

Dear readers! Without any ads, maybe you will prefer .