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Married Off To A Cold Eyed Knight

What would you do if almost everyone around you saw you as a hindrance or not at all? What if your own father was one of those who wished you gone? That is the story of Rosemary's life. Ever since the death of her mother during accident where only she survived, Rose has felt useless. Despite her best attempts to ignore the hurtful glances and words of the royal court and her father, she can't help but feel like a wilted flower. It becomes so bad that she considers ending it all, until she is rescued by a handsome young man with cold violet eyes who promises to change her world. ---- Before long, I reached a stone bridge overlooking Kaguya river. Luckily for me, the place was empty at the moment. Although, would anyone have even bothered saving a wretch like me? At most, they probably would have just watched as I met my end in a moment of morbid curiosity. And as I stood at the edge, I remembered all the times I had cried. All the times I had hurt. But now, I was ready. I smiled as the wind whipped around me. It was time to end it. Turning around, I let my body fall backwards into the river. The sky was a sea of stars. The city lights around me sparkled like gems. It was so beautiful. For the first time in a long time, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. I didn't regret it. No, I had finally found the courage to stand up for myself in my very own way. The water was high, so the fall itself didn't kill me instantly as I had hoped. As the river enveloped me, I closed my eyes. This was the end of my journey. A journey full of misery and tragedy. If there was another life, I hoped it would be better than this one. "Sis!" I heard a voice scream. Orlin! My brother came for me? What was he doing here? Had he followed me? But why? Did he care about me? Or was it just pity? No, right? Surely at least one person in this world loved me. Why had I given up on myself so soon? I knew he loved me. Yet, I still went through with this stupid decision. I allowed those girls and Father's words inhibit my better judgment... "Sis, where are you? Rose! Please show yourself! I want to talk!" Ore yelled at the top of his lungs. Right, my life was not all misery and tragedy. There were faint glimmers of joy and hope left. Ore was a big part of that. How selfish of me... I was actually about to abandon my brother. I tried to resurface, but my swimming skills weren't the best. To make matters worse, the current was far too strong. If not for the current, I would have at least been able to dog paddle over to the edge with some effort. My right hand broke through the fierce waters and was yanked by another hand. I was pulled out of the murky depths and saw a pair of cold violet eyes staring back at me. Father? No, it wasn't him. Although, those eyes felt familiar. Before I could make out the face of my rescuer clearly, darkness swept over me. Was it too late? I didn't want to die... Not anymore!
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10x God-Tier Stealing System: Pumping S-Rank SuperHeroines Daily!

« MATURE CONTENT » “Villains aren’t born, they’re made...blah...blah...” Cute quote. Stick it on your Tumblr header next to your anime pfp. You boys love your villain stories, don’t you? You want carnage. Chaos. Control. You want a dark throne, a cold smirk, and a woman kneeling at your feet begging for mercy. But you? You don’t want to lift a damn finger. You’ll cheer for the villain as he kills a god, but cry when he gets betrayed. You call it “plot armor” when the hero survives—but call it “art” when the villain does the impossible. You’re not fans of villains. You’re fetishists. You want the violence, but not the silence after it. You want domination, but not the burden of being hated. You want power, but only if the story forgives you for it. You don’t read these stories to understand evil. You read them because you think you're too good to win the normal way. “Villains don’t play fair.” Exactly. That’s why you love them. Because you wouldn’t last a day in a world where strength mattered and excuses didn’t. You don’t want a villain’s life. You want his results. You want to watch him burn the world for a woman. But you’d cry if a girl left you on read. So tell me— What exactly are you rooting for? At least unlike you, I support heroes—the ones with boobs. You know the type. Tits squeezed into latex, thighs tight in spandex, preaching virtue with cum-drunk eyes the moment they fall into my arms but always end up screaming my name instead. She flies above cities, saving lives like it’s her job. But at night? She crashes into my arms, trembling, moaning, clawing at my back like I’m the only real thing she’s ever touched. Her cape drops before her guard does. But I don't need to tear it off. She hands it over herself—bit by bit, kiss by kiss, lie by beautiful lie. You ever felt a heroine's breath hitch in your ear as she begs you to stop pretending you're the bad guy? Ever watched the symbol of hope ride you like you're the last man left after the world ended? That's not conquest. That’s devotion, baby. Unfiltered. Undeniable. And the irony? They fall the hardest. Because no villain ever tried to understand them. No hero ever dared to see past the shine and into the ache beneath. But I do. I whisper into the cracks of their perfection. I plant kisses where they hide their pain. I fuck them where they forget to wear their strength. And when they break—when their moans turn to prayers, when their strength melts into submission— That’s when I rise. I’m not just some brooding misfit out for revenge, or a misunderstood loner sitting around hoping for a shot at redemption. I’m not a villain. I’m the SUPERVILLAIN—the kind your heroines moan for when the cameras are off and the capes are crumpled on my floor. Chapter Updates: 2 chapters per day (unspecified until a fix update time is decided) Bonus Chapters: +2 Extra chapters (350+ coin gifts) +4 Extra chapters (1005+ coin gift) +6 Extra chapters (2005+ coin gift)
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From Rivals To Flames

“Somewhere between hate and heat, on frozen ice, they crossed a line they can’t skate back from.” Baby Danvers is Westbridge High’s golden boy — the reckless, impossibly talented hockey captain everyone worships and everyone wants a piece of. He plays dirty, kisses danger, and wins like he was born to. Coaches can’t tame him. Rivals can’t outrun him. Fans can’t look away. And then there’s Saint Kross — the disciplined, infuriatingly perfect captain from Eastvale Academy. Silent. Focused. Unshakeable. Baby’s longest-running rivalry and the one person who can make his blood run hotter with a single look. But when Saint transfers to Westbridge — into Baby’s rink, Baby’s team, Baby’s throne — everything combusts. Drills turn into dominance battles. Scrimmages become territory wars. Baby throws taunts like punches; Saint answers with cool smirks that make Baby’s pulse misbehave. The locker room becomes their battlefield — bruising shoulders, stolen glances, breathless proximity. Every insult is foreplay. Every shove is a dare. And beneath all the fury, something electric thrums between them… something neither of them is ready to name. Then their families — political titans locked in a vicious campaign — twist their rivalry into a media circus, forcing Baby and Saint into the spotlight as shiny weapons. Caught between public expectations and a private obsession that’s getting harder to hide, Baby faces a brutal truth: He can destroy Saint… or he can admit that somewhere between hatred and hunger, he already wants him more than he’s ever wanted a win. --- “On the ice, they play for glory. Off it, they play with fire.” Baby is the flame that burns too bright. Saint is the ice that burns colder. Together? They’re the storm no one survives — pride, passion, and desire crashing until neither can tell where the rivalry ends… and the craving begins.
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Douluo Comparison: Dragon God Douluo Yu Xiaogang

Transmigrating to the Douluo Continent, became young Yu Xiaogang, the Master, but this time he refused to accept his fate. Through hard work and research on martial souls, he defied destiny and eventually became a Limit Douluo. Just then, the heavens descended. [Comparison of the two Douluos, first: Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang and Dragon God Douluo Yu Xiaogang] Grandmaster] Yu Xiaogang awakened the martial soul Luo Sanpao, with only half a level of innate soul power. He cursed the heavens all day long, expending a huge amount of his family's resources to force himself to reach level ten. Then, based on his own theories, he selected a pig-like soul beast, depriving Luo Sanpao of the opportunity to evolve, leaving his soul power at level twenty-nine without any further progress. Dragon God Douluo Yu Xiaogang, with the same martial soul and innate soul power, contributed the secret of whale glue in exchange for growth resources. After reaching level ten, with the thought of dying if he didn't succeed, he absorbed the soul ring of a pure-blooded dragon-type soul beast, defying destiny and allowing Luo Sanpao to gradually transform and evolve into the Holy Light Dragon. And it wasn't just in cultivation, research, or even personal conduct that Dragon God Douluo Yu Xiaogang completely overwhelmed Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, letting everyone know that such a vast difference could exist even within the same person. Bibi Dong: "Why can we be together in that world? Xiaogang, why can't you try harder?" Yu Yuanzhen: "This kind of person should be my son!" Ning Fengzhi: "Compared to Dragon God Douluo, Yu Xiaogang doesn't deserve to be called a Grandmaster at all!" Flender: "I've already become a Title Douluo over there? Honestly, can we switch brothers?" Later, the comparison between Blue Silver Entangled Tang San and Ultimate Life Tang San was introduced, and only then did people realize that under the influence of Dragon God Douluo Yu Xiaogang, the entire continent had already undergone a dramatic change. Support Me at Pat Reon 60 Advanced chapters at: [email protected]/AVRKingsTL Replace @ with a.
AVRKingsTL · 3m Views

Douluo 3: Seraph's Light returns to Douluo

[This Novel can be seen as a sequel to my other Novel Douluo: Peerless Black Tortoise Moon God. Please do check it out if you like that one.] The era known as the Legend of the Dragon King was an age of magnificent contradiction—the zenith of Soul Master prowess and the nadir of mortal peace. Here, the magnificent Battle Armor elevated cultivators to god-like status. Yet, the grand, chilling calculations of a distant God King cost the lives of countless innocents, weaving a tapestry of glory and despair. When the obituary of the brave—a hero fallen into the abyss—was transmitted back to the continent, all hope seemed extinguished. Yet, within the crumbling walls of a once-proud Body Sect, destiny made its move. A silent spark of blue-star energy, a traveler from another realm, awakened. He was the inheritor of gifts left by predecessors who traversed parallel universes, and the final, precious favor of a retiring Lord of the Plane. Now, two souls, two destinies, coexist within a single vessel. The Body spirit is fused with the essence of a divine being—the Holy Body itself becoming the foundation of a magnificent Martial Soul. His very energy is sublimated into a Shining Angel, an entity capable of tapping the infinite, awe-inspiring potential of the human form. He possesses Martial Spirits of the same celestial origin, their Spirit Rings shared, their power multiplied. An inner sage guides an outer king, a connection closer than twins, yet distinct. Bound by a singular purpose, they are destined not just to restore, but to reforge the once-in-a-millennium luster of the Douluo Star, and usher in an era where the true light of the Seraph reigns supreme. (This is a genius-style refreshing story, and it will not deliberately target Tang Wulin. If you don’t like it, please don’t read it)
AVRKingsTL · 1m Views