MTL - Applaud for Happiness - Chapter 81 Applauding for the master seven

What is the most painful thing in life? What is the happiest thing in life?

The most painful thing was that after untold hardships, for that small glory at the end but was returned back to the starting point in just one night.

The happiest thing was that after returning back to the starting point, without doing anything, was able to become overpowered overnight.

Zhou Jian in just one day, experienced his life most painful and happiest thing.

The most painful thing was his painstakingly raised professional Thief game account in the online world was “lost” by the system.

The happiest thing was the reason behind his game account loss. The Thief from his game account had appeared in the real world. And become a controllable God of Thieves.

In short, this is a relaxing YY (tl: Chinese slang for light perversion) story, full of plots where playing the pig to eat the tiger. The protagonist is a very righteous young man. Occasionally, he will be wicked but also because he was forced by the author….

- Description from Novelupdates

After three years of being married to an unfaithful wife, the multi-billionaire is chased out of his home!

Just something I made to keep track of some of my favourite essences & powers from fics. {with personal twists}

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”