Mr. Warner, Your Wife is Running Away Again! - Chapter 758: Do You Like Her?

When he stayed at her home and one night, he took her body in a drunken stupor. From then on, he had been a constant fixture in her life. How adamant he was in forcing a marriage was how adamant she demanded for a divorce. “I’m not staying married to you! I’m not staying married to you! I’m not staying married to you!” After she repeated such an important proclamation three times, he finally tossed her the divorce paper. She thought she had finally escaped him alas… After the divorce, he still snuck into her room every night… Finally losing her patience, she yelled, “We are already divorced!” He glanced at her and set down the divorce paper before her. On it, it was written clearly: After the divorce, the car is hers, the house is hers, the company is hers, their child is hers, he… is also hers?

Cultivation destroyed, eyes poisoned blind and robbed of her status in the household?Luo Qingtong narrows her eyes and sneers, “Bring it on! Let me teach you a lesson!”A 24th Century Supreme Vision Master transmigrates to become the incapacitated genius daughter of the Marquis Household in a lower-class country.With a pair of powerful blood-red eyes armed with the ability to appraise treasures, see through things, heal, poison and break through defenses... She is invincible!A spirit and martial arts cultivator, an expert in weapons and medicine, a master in controlling beasts and deploying formations...She is the embodiment of the ultimate supremacy and unrivaled arrogance!Never does she expect to get involved with a person who is even more wicked than her. From then on, it becomes a game of I-run-you-catch. When you kill someone, I’ll hand you the knife.Together, let’s wreak havoc in the world!

[MATURE CONTENT]“Kiss or Kill?”“Karma.”*****Broken by a pack that was supposed to be home, Tamiko swore to never attend any mating ceremonies. He knew they would eventually reject him, so he didn't want to risk the heartbreak even more.However, a lonely best friend in need of a mate and a bunch of convincing later, Tamiko found himself at the entrance of the mating ceremony.As if that wasn't enough, the midnight moon gave him what he didn't want the most. A mate. But not just any mate. Gabe; the alpha's dark son, a man who made it his mission to make Tamiko's life harder, and also the man Tamiko hated more than life itself.As their eyes glowed in the night, Tamiko didn't see a mate, he saw a very rare opportunity; a chance to run, or be the one that Gabe ran from.He chose the latter.Like a gift from the moon, he realized the one thing that could burn down the Grealor pack.He bore the mark of lycan royalty, more precisely, King Zaffuto's mark.The outcast, Tamiko, was the lost lycan prince.

Seo-jun was your average college student until a fatal vehicle accident took away his life. He found himself waking up in the body of Adrien Mallorne, the youngest son of a Count. Armed with his modern-day knowledge, he navigates through the new world he finds himself in. But why is the second prince following him around and blatantly flirting with him?_______A long arm that looked muscular, even with it being fully clothed, reached out above him. “Is this the one you want?” A familiar voice asked, sending shivers down Adrien's spine.It's the guy from the bookstore!Adrien nodded his head to answer the guy's question, forgetting that he probably wasn't in the best of position to be seen. “Ye-yeah.”Long, thick fingers wrapped around the spine of the book, swiftly pulling it down from the top shelf. “Understanding Economics?” The guy read the title out loud. “Mr. James' class?”“Yes.”The guy, who was standing close to Adrien, basically caging him in between his chest and the bookcase, handed him the book. The guy then reached up one more time and grabbed a green-colored book. “I suggest reading this one if you haven't taken the assessment yet.”Adrien took the book from him. “Thank you.”A deep voice rumbled from behind him as the guy laughed. He then took a step back, releasing Adrien from his confinement. “Try that again, but to my face this time.”