Game of the World Tree - Chapter 625

Alex, An average guy transmigrates to an ancient world. He awakens an ability to farm in an interdimensional pocket space.Far from what he imagined, the planet he was on was completely different from the earth he knew. There were mythical beings, magical abilities and powerful civilizations. All that contradicts his common sense.Let's watch how he survives the harsh unknown world with his wits and extraordinary ability.

Step inside if you dare, but be warned—this is no ordinary shop. Those who enter never leave the same… if they leave at all. A sinister force lurks within, fueled by a dark past and a thirst for revenge. The price? Twelve lives for twelve sins. As officials race to put an end to the bloodshed, the shop’s deadly grip tightens, claiming innocent victims one by one. Will anyone uncover the truth before it's too late? If you crave spine-tingling horror, heart-pounding thrills, and a mystery that refuses to stay buried, this book will haunt you long after the last page.

“When the old gods are forgotten, they do not die—they wait.”In the year 1025, the Viking Age wanes.Iceland bows to Christ. The Althing governs by law. And the gods of old fade to whispers.But in the far Westfjords, something stirs.Vetrulfr, a former Varangian captain and exile, returns from the East with foreign gold, forgotten warcraft, and a hunger no man can name.He comes not in peace, but to raise Ullrsfjörðr from ash and ice; building walls, carving runes, and waging war on behalf of a dying faith.From Reykjavík to Aachen, rumors spread: a ghost walks the North once more. Some call him the son of Ullr. Others, a wolf-cloaked demon.But all will know his name.and when the Valkyries call, he will answer.

“Alpha Troy! Over here!” I yelled, raising my hand for help. I was under attack by a monster while saving my mates.The four of them heard me cry out as the creature clawed me and slammed me against the wall.“Help me!” I gasped, but their attention shifted when a soft cry came from the other side.It was Oriana, the gentle princess and a warrior, a combination most men lusted after.But not my mates.They were in my troupe, my friends, my lovers. We shared a bed, a bond. I knew they would save me.“Ohhh! I’m going to die,” she whimpered again, though she could have stood up easily. The monster’s focus was on me.“Yorick!” I screamed, reaching for another of my mates, struggling to escape, my leg tangled in silver chains.My mates looked at me and then at her—and I saw it. The shine of love in their eyes.In a heartbeat, they ran to her. My heart slowed. Tears welled up.Oriana had warned me: when it came down to it, they would choose her. She told me they only used me to pass time in the dorm room because I agreed for gangbang while other she-wolves did not.And now, right before my eyes, they were leaping into battle—for her.“We’ll come back for you, don’t worry,” Haiden shouted, as if that erased the betrayal.At that moment, the monster turned back to me. And I knew there would be no saving me.So I prayed they’d live long enough to regret their choice.---Clementine had spent her life as the insufferable daughter of an alpha—tough, rebellious, and uninterested in love, especially in a world where male wolves were allowed multiple mates. Tired of her attitude, her stepmother forced her into an academy built to train fighters against deadly monsters.On her first day, Clementine was shocked to find her roommates were the worst people from her past:-Alpha Yorick, her bitter ex-boyfriend-Alpha Troy, her ex–best friend who believed she betrayed him-Alpha Haiden, the bully who had made her life hell-And Alpha Ian, her former cellmate who thought she manipulated him into punishmentThey all seemed to want revenge.But when they fought side by side on the battlefield, something strange happened–Clementine felt a mate bond with all of them.At first, things turned steamy. Hatred became desire. Tension turned into passion.But then, Clementine saw the truth: when it came down to it, they would always choose someone else over her.To them, she had only ever been a distraction, a toy to share and throw away.