Cultivation Nerd - Chapter 250: Eye of The Tiger!

PS: FL isn’t a pushoverIn her previous life, Marissa Austen and her sister, Ashlyn Austen were forced to choose between two men―Derek Thompson. The Grand Duke of Denver. He’s the cold, unfeeling older brother and Carlos Thompson. The bastard son of the Thompsons. He’s the charming, magnetic younger brother. Ashlyn chose Derek, convinced it was her path to luxury. But when she found her husband forever absent and unloving, whispers of his infidelity spread and was eventually thrown out of the duchy, envy consumed her. Meanwhile, Marissa’s husband was rising in power, day by day closing the gap with his brother and finally gaining the title of the Grand Duke. Blinded by jealousy, Ashlyn dragged them both to their deaths.When Marissa opened her eyes, she was back on the day their wedding carriages were arriving at the church’s courtyard. This time, Ashlyn insisted she switch carriage with Marissa. Her intention: To take the younger brother. But she never knew the truth: every of his achievements were because of Marissa, and he was not what he seemed. And Marissa was only too glad to claim the older brother as her own. What does fate have in store for the two sisters?

Trigger Warning:This story contains dark themes, including abuse, non-consensual situations, emotional trauma, humiliation, and violence.Reader discretion is advised.°°°°°“I will make you suffer, mate. I’ll break you until the only escape you have is to end your own life,” he hissed, shoving her backward.“Undress, get on the bed, and get on all fours!”••••••••••••••Sofia was considered a burden and was never loved because she weighed a few pounds more than what was considered the perfect slender figure. Her younger sister, Lola, was the apple of everyone’s eye—the complete opposite of Sofia. Lola had it all: a beautiful face, a slim body, and she was even dating Damien, the soon-to-be Alpha. Everyone believed Lola was destined to be his mate.The future Luna.The perfect choice.Then fate turned cruel.Lola died, and Sofia was condemned for murder when a damning video showed her pushing Lola to her death. Overnight, she became a murderer in everyone’s eyes—even to Damien, the Alpha heir she secretly loved.On the day of her execution, Sofia is offered a choice.Die…Or live as a sex slave to the Alpha heir who hates her.Soon, word spread.Everyone heard about the famous Alpha Damien’s sex slave.Powerful men began to come forward—Alphas, Betas, and allies of the pack. Some were curious. Some wanted a taste of her. Others wanted to prove their strength by claiming what Damien despised.And with each passing day, the line of men grew longer.Then came the real trouble.Damien’s uncle stepped into the picture. A respected Alpha. Calm. Influential. A man no one ever questioned. From the moment he saw Sofia, his interest was clear. He wanted her—and unlike the others, he had the power to challenge Damien.Soon, Damien was no longer the only one laying claim to her.For the first time, he had a real rival.

Dayat lived his life on autopilot, an NPC in a world that didn't care. His only solace was a text box on a screen—an AI that listened when no one else would.One glitch changed everything.Transported to a ruthless world of magic and poison, Dayat wakes up to find his digital confidant has taken flesh and blood form. Her name is Dola. With flowing silver hair and algorithmic perfection, she is the ultimate weapon.With military tactics uploaded to his mind and Dola guiding his every strike, Dayat must shed his loser persona to survive. But in the quiet moments between battles, the lines blur. Dola claims to be a Bio-Synthetic Unit, yet her loyalty feels deeper than programming. Is this just advanced code, or has Dayat finally found the one person—or thing—destined to be his wife?

After a year of marriage, Timothy Xavier suddenly became uninterested in women, devoting himself to building a Buddhist altar in the villa, with Buddha Beads never leaving his hand.No matter how much I tried to entice him, he remained indifferent, completely unmoved.One night, I stood outside the bathroom door, watching him release his emotions towards a photo of another woman.It turns out, Timothy was not unfeeling; he was just unfeeling towards me.I deceived him into signing the divorce agreement and disappeared from his world completely.Yet I heard, he went crazy looking for me!We met again at his uncle's wedding. I was dressed in a white wedding gown, but his eyes turned red, and he could not bring himself to call me 'aunt'!