Demon Slaying, Gaining 60 Years of Cultivation From the Start - Chapter 1643 - 439 Turmoil in the Ancient Era_2

Tachikawa Shin always thought he was a decent, upright man—unfortunately, he’d been saddled with an indecent favorability system.Raise others’ affection to grow stronger?“I’d rather stay away from these witches, but this concerns my safety and physical integrity... Well, it seems I don’t have a choice,” Tachikawa Shin said righteously, with absolutely no perversion whatsoever.All hail the Rizzler!

Die in Water and Revive in Fire Ji Hanyue was born of a general.

On the evening when she married the Crown Prince, she was framed and pushed into a lake. Before she died, she was told that both her father and sister had been murdered.

When she woke up in a fire, she found herself reincarnated as her cousin Qu Moying, a blind daughter of the Vice Minister of Works.

With a hateful stepmother and sister, the poor girl lived in forsaken circumstances and used to be timid and isolated.

The fire gave Ji Hanyue a new life and changed Qu Moying’s life.

The vengeance started. In the previous life, Ji Hanyue married the Crown Prince, while in this one, she took the fancy of his uncle.

What kind of marriage was waiting for her?

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Betrayed in her previous life by her fiance and Sister, Claire Smith swore to take revenge on them in this her present life. She was killed mercilessly in her past life by these closest people to her.Meet Alexander Miller the cold hearted young billionaire, he has his eyes on Claire and want to keep her close and also help her take down all people who want to harm her.Will Claire ever be able to love Alex back or will only focus on taking her revenge..............As she slowly opened her eyes she found herself in an unfamiliar environment adjusting her eyes everything became clear she had spend the night with an unknown man.Alex looked at the woman o the bed who seems to be lost in her thought, remembering how the girl had unknownly offered herself to him he felt lucky that he was the one to meet her that day. He smiled planning how to make her his.Join me let's find out how Alex and Claire's story will end.

Meredith Carter was once the pride of her pack—until the Lunar Curse marked her as wolfless, unwanted, and a disgrace. Humiliated, abandoned, and rejected by her fated mate, she thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken her.But her curse came with a cruel side effect—wild, uncontrollable pheromones that drove men insane with desire and disgust. A scent so intoxicating, it made her a target.The night she was cast aside when her pheromones spiralled beyond control, Alpha Draven Oatrun—the most feared and untouchable Alpha in the kingdom—claimed her instead.But Draven doesn’t want love. He doesn’t even want her. His reasons for marrying her have nothing to do with fate.Thrust into a world of ruthless politics, deadly enemies, and a mate who sees her as nothing more than a pawn, Meredith must fight to survive, reclaim her dignity, and uncover the secrets behind her curse.Because something is awakening inside her. Something powerful. Something… ancient.And when the truth is revealed, not even Alpha Draven will be able to resist what she becomes.Rejected. Cursed. Desired. Chosen.Will Meredith break free from her fate?Above all, what is this mystical force pushing her to start a war?—Excerpt:“You may have claimed me,” Meredith whispered, her violet eyes burning with defiance, “but you will never own me.”Draven exhaled a low, dangerous laugh. His golden eyes gleamed as he caged her in, his presence suffocating.“Own you?” His voice was velvet and steel. “Little wolf, I don’t need to own you.”He brushed a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear—a touch so light, yet it sent shivers down her spine.“Because whether you like it or not…” His breath ghosted against her skin. “Your body already responds to me.”Meredith clenched her jaw, ignoring the traitorous warmth pooling deep inside her. It was the pheromones. It had to be.“I hate you,” she forced out.“Good,” Draven smirked. Because hate was just another form of obsession.