Abandoned by my Childhood Friend, I Became a War Hero - Chapter 43: - Waiting

It burned an entire kingdom to the ground for petty revenge against the humans.

It ransacked the Board of Sorcery, hoarding all the cores in their treasury to ease its greed.

It killed and destroyed a God for entering its territory without its permission.

In a cavern within the Great Aeternus Labyrinth, a reptile seemly like any other hatched from its egg.

With a growing intellect it shouldn’t have and adaptability traits that is impossible for its current tier of evolution, it began its life surviving and growing stronger.

Read as this reptile mutate and evolve. Watch as it change the world of Atinen, as it usher the world into a new age of chaos and destruction as well as prosperity and hope.

[Beauty with a delicate body and soft body VS the prince of war god who is cold outside and hot inside]

In the eyes of the world, Shen Mingjiao, the side concubine of Prince Su’s mansion, is extremely beautiful. King Naihesu is obsessed with Crown Princess Su Qing. Shen Mingjiao has been in the mansion for ten years, King Su has never stayed in her courtyard once, and even recorded the illegitimate child outside under her name, and finally died in the palace change, what a pitiful person!

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Shen Mingjiao: “…” How can she be pitiful?

Is it because the garden of the palace is not big enough, or the days of shopping are not enjoyable enough, or the cheap son is not cute enough!

If King Su wants to guard his body for Bai Yueguang, let him guard it. Such a marriage does not need to sacrifice both spirit and body. King Su is definitely a good husband who is 24 filial!

After being reborn, Shen Mingjiao originally wanted to go through the plot with peace of mind, but… after blowing on the newly dyed Kou Dan, it seemed a bit insincere to watch King Su miss Bai Yueguang!

But he never thought that in the previous life, King Su, who had always been cold-hearted when he saw her, would come up to her by himself.

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Feng Lisheng married Shen Mingjiao only out of sympathy. At first, it was just that the palace had added more chopsticks. Later, seeing that the palace had become more alive under her care, the rough guys under him were finally able to eat well. Hot meal.

In this way, year after year, he gradually got used to having such a person in the palace, he always thought that Shen Mingjiao was like the bright lights of the palace in the dark, no matter how long he was away, she was always there.

Until that day, he rushed all the way from the border into the palace, saw her lying silently in a pool of blood, at that moment, his eyes turned red and he went crazy.

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PS: Double life.

The hero only wants to fall in love.

The heroine only wants to be a salted fish vase.

She’s somehow ended up transmigrating into the book as the supporting female lead, who was beaten to death! Deeply in love with the male lead, she’s fated to be beaten to a bloody pulp before even holding hands with him?!

First things first, she needs to survive and latch onto the big thigh of a patron. But the supporting male lead is a true gentleman and feels nothing for her stunning, alluring body. That’s alright! She’ll latch onto the old madame or the male lead then!

But why does the supporting male lead look at her with increasingly odd eyes? And what of that Wulin Alliance Head with the personality disorder? You’re just a random bystander, what are you getting involved for??

Finally, the male lead could bear it no longer and dragged her back to the Prince Li Manor…

[COMPLETE] Can a royal Romeo and Juliet find their happy ending?

Ayleth, Princess of Zenithra, is secretly trained in hand-to-hand combat, and collects swear words she doesn't know how to use. During the Festival of Peace, in which every royal son on the continent will be at the castle for a month, she is instructed by her parents to find a husband. Yet, Ayleth has never even been kissed—until the very first ball, when she meets the man in the Lion mask.

Etan is a seasoned warrior, and the Prince of Summitras. He attends the Festival hoping to find a powerful wife who will help him conquer the dark sorcery of their bloodsworn enemies, the Kingdom of Zenithra. But at the very first ball, he discovers the masked woman who captures his heart is the Heir to the evil empire.

Ayleth and Etan face an impossible battle. Will their love survive? Or will their parents' dark dealings keep them apart forever?

[Mature content. No sexual violence.]

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“You…” She stepped back. Then back again, her mouth dropped open. “You… You cannot be…”

“I am,” Etan said, and his hair raked back as he pushed his mask off his handsome face. So handsome her heart raced.

His hair was ebony black, his skin a warm brown that threatened to fade in in the winter months. He stared at her with glittering green eyes, over high cheekbones and a noble nose, his jaw tight and shadowed this late in the day. His chin was high over the pillar of his neck that she’d just touched with its hard lines and steel strength, so different to her own. And his chest... She gasped and covered her eyes. She’d humiliated herself revealing her stupid, childish curiosity.

“No, Ayleth. This changes nothing.”

“How can you say that? It changes everything!” She was horrified to realize she was crying.

“Ayleth, please.” His voice cracked on the plea and she stared at him, shoving her mask up and off, despite how it would pull her hair out of the beautiful twist the maid had managed for her.

His eyes locked on hers and she couldn’t think. She couldn’t breathe.

She had met her One. And he was the son of her bloodsworn enemy.

She stared at him as he stepped forward again, offering both hands, palm up. “Touch me,” he whispered. “Hold my hands. This is real, Ayleth. I don’t know how it happened, but this is real. Please don’t deny it.”

She couldn’t resist. She raised a trembling hand to his cheek, letting her palm catch on the scruff of his jaw. He blew out a breath and put his hand over hers, and that jolt that happened whenever they touched shivered through her again.

“Please, Ayleth.”

“I cannot deny it,” she whispered.