Descent of the Phoenix 13 Years Old Princess Consort - Chapter 1891

After making preparations for transmigration into the VR world “Mystical Era”, the previous veteran player Xia Yuan becomes an NPC, and is even made the fourth son of the Duke of the Empire!Already prepared for a boring aristocratic life, he never expects that the era has totally changed!As the last obstacle, his family has been labelled as a villain by the new aristocracy and will soon be crushed by history! Xia Yuan has no choice but to gradually strengthen his own power according to his knowledge of the game's history.Lost treasures, forbidden ancient weapons, secrets of immortality, forgotten epics...With one's own strength, save the world! Change fate! Rise from the ashes!...The knight swears, the mage sings, and the dragon spreads its wings!Pursue magic and truth, and control the fate of yourself and the era!Stand in the clouds, above the floating city and the throne of the sky!The bell rings, and the signs finally appeared.-It’s time for the stars to align-

Leguna. An orphan. His life changed dramatically the day the thieves’ guild happened to select him for training and development. He would go on to become lifelong friends with a loyal mercenary, the partner of a beautiful magus who was cold as ice, the savior of a mysterious disfigured dark-elf girl with a talent for the Breath, and the unlikely caregiver for a feisty young maiden. And yet, who would be with him to the very end?

What got summoned was the world’s strongest sociopath.

It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned.When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation.“Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac.“Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.”Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier.But vengeance turns slippery when every command she hisses ignites his obedience, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more.”The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?