MTL - The 99th Divorce - Chapter 115 Late-night ocean call

She gave up her dream of shining on the ballerina stage —for him.She sacrificed her self-respect —for him.She forgot her true identity —for him.But even after all that, she couldn’t compare to the woman who held Ryan’s heart.Arwen Quinn, heiress of prestigious Quinn family, realized too late that no matter what she did, she would never win Ryan’s love. The future that awaited her was a life trapped in endless misery of a loveless marriage.So, decisively, she ends their relationship and walks away. What she didn’t expect was that in breaking free from Ryan, she had opened the door for Aiden to enter her life — a chance that he had been waiting for.Aiden Winslow, an enigmatic CEO isn’t just mysterious —he is determined, and won’t allow to take Arwen away from him again.____Excerpt:Aiden narrowed his eyes, “Are you sure about this?”“If I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t have asked,” Arwen replied coolly. “Stop dawdling. If you’re unwilling, I’ll find someone else who can get the marriage certificates today.”His expression darkened as he pulled her close. “Once offered to me, it’s mine alone.”Unfazed, Arwen asked, “So, do you accept? If yes, we’ll get the certificates now.”“On one condition,” he said. “I don’t do contract marriages. The woman I marry will be the woman I share my bed with. If you agree, then we’ll—”“Not a problem. Let’s go,” Arwen said without letting him finish, pulling him into the Civil Marriage Bureau.

Faced with a certain death, Kyle has no other choice but to gamble.

He was warned that he could perish in the Arcane Academy but he gritted his teeth and took the risk... and because of his decision, he unveiled many secrets about this mysterious world, discovered many mystical practices, touched upon forbidden relics that will change his life, and gained the enmity of powerful existences.

Thankfully, he didn't transmigrate alone. The Divine Extraction System was with him as he treaded his chosen Arcane Path…

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Aurora Stone:My family gave me their love, trust, undivided attention— everything.And when I needed them the most they snatched it all away. They left me with nothing but hollow silence.My best friend betrayed me. Hurt me.My mate rejected me.To them, I was nothing but a precious jewel— something that could make them rich and raise their status in society.But once I lost my honor, I was worthless in their eyes … just an object that belonged in the trash.After scarring my soul, they sold me to monsters who tortured me and scarred my face. With nothing left to lose, I planned the impossible: An escape from the Lycan palace.So?I killed myself and became a dead Luna.After my escape, I was planning to live in a human town and rebuild myself. No one would chase a dead Luna ever. Right?Nah! I guess I was wrong.Fate had other plans. It led me back to Sebastian King, the ruler of Velmora Kingdom.Last time, he did let me walk away. This time, he is not letting me out of his sight.But he needs to understand. I’m already dead. And dead people never come back.Now I’m Phoenix. A warrior who rose from the ashes.I don’t have a mate and I don’t belong to anyone.Sebastian King:I thought I lost her forever, but here she is, standing before me in full armor, staring boldly into my eyes.My kitten has grown into a firestorm.Now that I have found her, I won’t let her go. It’s time she remembers— she’s my mate and no one gets to claim her.

We were a peaceful people living in harmony with nature in the vast lands of Lyréanor, but this peace was short-lived when our people were defeated by the dark elves, an ancient people even older than this world. It is said that they arrived in Lyréanor by boat and since their arrival, chaos has been unleashed. Proud of their obscure power, derived from dark rituals, they have raised gigantic armies of monsters whose name is synonymous with terror: ‘Obscurus’.They went on the rampage, and everywhere they went the grass didn't grow back, life died and disintegrated. Seven, there were seven. The seven dark elves known as the Lords of the Apocalypse. A single gesture from them was enough to strike us all down, a single gesture from one of them was enough to decimate us in blood and terror.And as I, Foster, contemplate the macabre scene before me, the bloodied and deformed bodies of my fellow elfes beings, and as death grips my soul, a strange sign appeared before me.[Ding... Activation of the world tree system]