MTL - Taking Part in a Survival Game with My Brother - Chapter 158 kinship is specific

“He is the entertainment king who is in charge of everything. Been single for years, he had zero scandal. One day, a woman and a girl turned his life upside down.

A mysterious object triggers Arya's sudden death, reincarnating him into a world of cultivation, spiritual beasts, and powerful sects.Reborn as Su Kang, a genius of the prestigious Su family, he befriends Li Fang, and they embark on numerous adventures together.However, Li Fang, shielded by a seemingly invincible “protagonist's halo,” recklessly offends powerful individuals and engages in constant face-slapping for even the pettiest of reasons.Though Su Kang tries to help his friend, Li Fang remains unfazed by the dangers he attracts.Ultimately, tragedy strikes. Those close to Li Fang perish one by one, yet his numbers of female companions continues to grow, even taking Su Kang's own fiancée.Li Fang's enemies, relentless in their pursuit, eventually destroy Su Kang's family and take his life.But now, Su Kang has been granted a glimpse into the future. He has seen the destruction that awaits him and his family.This time, he will not be a mere sidekick to the “child of destiny.” This time, Su Kang will fight back. His battle, however, will lead him to an unexpected battlefield: The heart of Li Fang's captivating and mature mother, Bai Yunxi.Su Kang: “I have always admired you, and I want to marry you.”Bai Yunxi: “You... What are you talking about?”[He traded vengeance for a lover's heart,To win the battle for a mother's heart.]_____________________________________[It's my first novel so I there will be some mistakes but bear with me.]

One moment, he was playing Haikyuu: The Mobile Game; the next, Taichi found himself transported into the world of Haikyuu.Transmigrated as a member of Aoba Johsai, Taichi was presented with the opportunity to face the fabled main cast of Haikyuu.[The Genius Omni-System is activating...Please wait...]“Hinata Shoyo? Kageyama Tobio? Ushijima Wakatoshi? Bring it on! Let the Monster Generation line up—I’ll take on ten of you!”Follow Kaedehara Taichi's journey from a no-name in Volleyball to the 'Absolute Monster' of the Monster Generation.“Gear up Oikawa-san, for we are about to win it all!”

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death.Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine.---“I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached.He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here.“Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?”I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place.“What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze.---A Dangerous ObsessionCan she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction?A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation.---LYCAN KING CASSIANI will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones.Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce.And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave.She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.