Vampire's Slice Of Life - Chapter 993 Something’s Off

Content Warning:This novel contains mature themes, including explicit sexual content, strong language, and adult situations. It is intended for readers 18+ only. Reader discretion is advised.______________________________________________________________________Haruki thought marriage would bring him happiness. He had been in love with Satomi since high school, and after years of struggling together, they finally built a stable life. But stability came with a price.Satomi was always busy. Work became her priority, and Haruki… was left behind. The warmth of their relationship faded, and intimacy became a distant memory. Nights felt colder, the bed emptier—even when she was right beside him.Loneliness gnawed at him.Then everything changed when Satomi’s family invited him to stay at their luxurious home.That was the first time he truly saw her mother.Kyouko.Beautiful. Elegant. Younger-looking than her own daughter. And for the first time in years, Haruki felt something awaken inside him—something dangerous, something forbidden.Living under the same roof, two lonely souls cross paths. And as Haruki struggles with his emotions, one question lingers in his mind:What happens when the one who understands you most… is the one you should never desire?

As a general of the First Army of the Alliance, Lu Cichuan died with the enemy in a battle. When he woke up again, he found that he had come to a completely unfamiliar world.
After analyzing the popular science through intelligent light and brain, Lu Cichuan realized that he had penetrated into a Zerg text and became the third prince of the villain’s scum. The kind that remains.
Lu Cichuan: …
The Zerg were all sick, and his rebellious wife broke his head on the wedding night. Lu Cichuan was unwilling to stay here and entangled with the Zerg. He ordered the intelligent light brain to quickly find out the possibility of returning to Emperor Star. method.
When I was idle, I was idle. When Lu Cichuan was asked how to deal with the female prince who dared to commit crimes, he made a mysterious trip to the dungeon where the female prince was imprisoned.
The female monarch was covered in blood, her wings were forced to spread, and she was nailed to the gray-white wall, her long hair covering her face, but the moment those ice-blue eyes lifted, Lu Cichuan’s heart skipped a beat.
Guangnao: Admiral, your heart is beating so fast.
Lu Cichuan: …
Guangnao: Admiral, with all due respect, you are in love with him.
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Luo knew from an early age that he was not a normal female. He seemed to suffer from a kind of androphobia. He would rather die on the battlefield than marry any lazy male, parasitic on him, draining his blood and inch by inch. Meat.
He carefully disguised his abnormality, but one day, he was discovered by the overly sensitive and vicious Third Highness and forcibly accepted as a female monarch.
He should have continued to disguise and serve the male, but the moment his hands touched him, Luo couldn’t help losing control and threw the delicate male out.
After being brought back to the palace for disposal by the awakened male insect, Luo Ben thought that what awaited him were many cruel methods of cruelty.
Unexpectedly, the pale and beautiful little male worm only tickled and waved his whip ten times, then he cried out that his hand was aching, and threw himself to the female female to “wash it clean and apply medicine”.
A long time later, Luo looked at the handsome S-rank male worm in front of him on the battlefield with a knife and a beast, and he had deep doubts.
Luo: Are there really top ten male insects who are motivated and self-improving, and are single-minded and single-minded.
Yes…it’s his hero.
Gentle and handsome, fighting strength, attacking, early-stage disgust with male insects, late-stage true fragrant loyal dog, obedient and obedient
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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.