The Days of Being in a Fake Marriage with the CEO - Chapter 49: Let Them Fight Over for You

Lin Ping'an traversed to a High Martial World, where the Ten Thousand Races invaded, leaving the Human Race weak and on the brink of danger. At this critical moment, he awakened the Civilization Master System.He simply created countless speedy Demonic Cultivation Techniques that spread widely, causing the Ten Thousand Races to exclaim how truly bizarre they are.[ Painful Demon Body ]: The longer the cultivation time, the faster the Qi Blood grows, but the more painful it becomes.[ Qianyuan Burning Life Technique ]: Burns life to gain strength, living like a summer flower, blooming with momentary brilliance.[ Celestial Demon Dissolving Technique ]: Burn all of oneself to unleash the strongest combat power.[ Abi Dao Three Blades ]: Bound by Demon Thought, eternally falling into Abi, the three blades extinguish ghosts and gods.[ Heaven-Defying Seven Demon Slash ]: Soul destroyed with no regrets, protecting the Human Race, slash slash slash slash slash slash slash.[ Life-Burning God-Slaying Arrow ]: Soul as the guide, life as the arrow, one strike for the fall of the demon emperor.Emotionless Swordsmanship... Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique... Blood God Technique... Sunflower Manual... Blood Escape Technique... Soul Destruction Nine Palms...

All Pete wanted was to be buried in wine grapes. Was that too much to ask?Now he's in a fantasy world, far from home, and stuck underground in the body of a smelly dwarf with fantastic facial hair. The worst part though? The swill that the dwarves are falling all over themselves to drink. Its flat, it's watery, and it has the alcohol content of a rancid coconut. Can Pete save the dwarves from their own Sour fate, or will he be forever doomed to plink his pickaxe away in hopes that he hits the mother lode. Come for the cozy fantasy, stay for the beer puns that will leave you hop-ping mad! A bubbly slice of life LitRPG with love, laughter, and a little melancholy, just like drinking a bottle of Whitbier on the beach. Has some monster fights but no real gore. No elves or harems allowed.

The world was at the brink of collapse. Humanity’s desperate battle against the Harbingers, monstrous alien invaders from another world, had raged for years, leaving cities in ruin and hope at an all-time low.Amid the chaos, Noah Eclipse, an eighteen year old with no past and no purpose, struggled to survive each day.Noah being a first-generation talent, with a common, unremarkable ability that never stood a chance against the Harbingers' overwhelming might, had spent years labeled a loser, while fighting to keep his head above water in a world that seemed to have forgotten him.But as fate would have it, everything changed one day when he was fighting for his life and at the verge of dying.[Congratulations, you have awakened an SSS RANKED Talent : Void Summoning][Congratulations you have unlocked one item : Eclipse blade!!][Congratulations : You have unlocked a new skill; Void Blink]He was reborn, and for the first time, he was no longer weak nor helpless.With all the creatures and the power of the void in his palms, he would bring an end to the apocalypse!

What happens when a goddess falls in love with a shifter?Asara; the goddess of love, was punished by her father, the god of thunder.Her crime being falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha.To pay for her sins she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc; a mortal Princess in the magical Kingdom of Speldaria.Her family and kingdom, except her middle sister, shunned her for she was born without any magical abilities and she had no recollections of her true identity.Her betrothed, the powerful mage commander of the Speldaria, was unbothered by her. He wished for someone strong.Cassandra’s life was toppled when she was gifted a warrior slave by the mighty Alpha of Dusartine. She was asked to take part in the Yearly Arena Event by collaborating with the warrior.Cassandra who hated ‘The Arena’ with her very breath. A place where blood flowed like wine and life was cheaper than the very air they breathed didn't understand her purpose in it.On top of that, the mysterious warrior affected her in unimaginable ways.His hypnotic gaze unsettled her.His rare essence overwhelmed her.His muscular bronzed body consumed her with sinful thoughts.Even the dreams of her past life plagued her.When ‘The Arena' began the hidden agendas and underlying truths came to light and Cassandra was played a hand of fate. She was left with no choice but to give in and choose a path.The question would be.How will Cassandra grapple once she learns of the curse placed on her?Will she be able to obtain her magical abilities and stand up to her father?Who will help her along the journey?~Excerpt~Then she felt him, all of him.All his ruggedness.The strength of his arm.The softness of his lips.The grip of his hand.The warmth of his breath.Every muscle in her body went taut at the implications of sleeping in a man’s arms. She had never slept in a male’s embrace before.Her whole skin tingled like tiny sparks dancing on the very parts that connected with him.The crevices of her brain had these memories which weren't hers. This touch somehow didn't seem foreign to her. She felt safe in his soothing embrace and didn't wish to push him away and yet she knew this was far from appropriate.Cassandra tried to wriggle out of his hold, his arms seemed to be built from iron for they wouldn't budge.The light garment she had worn had lifted from her milky thigh baring it as his bronzed muscular one was draped on it.And now she could sense something poking her back. Her eyes suddenly expanded from the realisation and Cassandra fully panicked.“Let go!” She voiced out, heavily.Siroos slowly lifted his leg and slackened his hold on her waist so she could shuffle away. He had awakened when she had stiffened for the first time but wished to behold what she would try.With eyes blown wide she stole a glance towards the man who had her wrapped in his embrace like a precious treasure, his treasure.His molten gold eyes had flickered open and there was this softness and want with which he stared at her.Those soft brown curls cascaded over his eyes as he forgot to blink, watching the timeless beauty that she was. Her one-of-a-kind fragrance was a torture to his senses.How he wished to grab her dainty ankle, pull her from it and have her sprawled underneath him. To kiss the very skin that oozed such scent which was driving him insane.Instead, he bent his arm and placed it under his cheek using it like a pillow to watch her with desire-filled eyes.The awkward lull between them prolonged as Cassandra cleared her throat.“Did you have to climb on me to sleep?”“It wasn't intentional but was certainly enticing and definitely won't be the last time.” His deeply hypnotic voice was even more alluring this early in the morning as it resonated all around her.