MTL - My Nemesis Has Finally Gone Bankrupt - Chapter 110 Cheng Peng x Jiang Yunjian (6)

Xia Lian, a 21st century military doctor died in an explosion and found herself transmigrated to the body a 12 year girl. Her mother died and her father abandoned her and her little brother for another woman.

A university student is stuck working on coursework late into the night due to some unfortunate circumstances. After reflecting on the choices she has made so far in her life and looking forward to what she can do once she is finally able to really get her life going, she starts to make her way home.Unfortunately for her, that life is abruptly cut short, and she finds herself in a new world as a new person, one with a fluffy tail at that. She must come to grips with her new reality, no matter how bad it may seem. Luckily, a clumsy kitsune goddess seems to be looking out for her.This little kitsune will go on a journey to improve herself as she learns more about the world she now lives in, struggles through romance, and puts her life together.

WARNING!-DARK ROMANCE-A shifter will only have mate from their kind, but what happens if you are the last creature of your kind?Lycan.He is the last of his kind and is the most terrifying type of shifter. But, as scary as he was, he was alone.However, in order to survive, you don’t have to be the strongest, just deadliest.***He looked at her like he had never seen anyone before. The sight of her calmed the rush in his ears, the beat of his heart and finally he was able to focus again…“She is no longer your responsibility. She is mine to deal with now,” the lycan said.

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late.I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan—“Mommy?”I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.”“Mommy!”I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?”He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?”I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside.I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game.Well, we may just survive this mess after all.Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes.I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival.For Leo and me.Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.