MTL - Waiting For You Online - Chapter 12 Weekend tour of the lake

A high-ranking officer in the Marines and a master of both Western and Chinese medicine, Feng Yu Heng is transmigrated with a duang sound to the Da Shun Dynasty.

【Valiant Female War God VS Scheming Regent 1V1 Strong Couple, Power Struggle, and Intelligent Plot】In her previous life, Zhan Lan was the adopted daughter of the General's Mansion, who relied on her glorious military achievements to marry the illegitimate son of Emperor Xuanwu, Si Jun.Zhan Lan helped him ascend to the throne and guarded the empire for him.Upon her return from defeating enemies, Empress Zhan finds her husband, who never touched her, and the legitimate daughter of the General's Mansion, Zhan Xuerou, entangled on her bed in Kun Ning Palace.Afterward, the close relatives of the General's Mansion were killed one by one, and the deputy generals of the Zhan family army were murdered!Before dying, Zhan Lan was informed by Zhan Xuerou that she was actually the legitimate daughter of the General's Mansion!Reborn in this life, Zhan Lan advances step-by-step, using schemes and strategies to overthrow the tyrant's regime.The world knows the treacherous minister Mu Yan as lecherous and cruel, but Zhan Lan knows his true identity and strength that can overturn the dynasty!They fake a marriage to join forces in revenge; she punishes the wicked, he finishes them off; she kills, he breaks hearts.But why does the lecherous Regent look at her more and more like a wolf eyeing its prey?Until Mu Yan presses her on the bed and whispers hoarsely: “Lan'er, I'll help you take down the dog emperor, and you help your husband extinguish the fire...”They meet at the pinnacle, sharing the empire as a black-hearted couple.

When Simon dies, it turns out there's more to combat than lightning reflexes with his controller, and the path to becoming a hero is more brutal than he can imagine as he descends into The Pit. Death after Death is a dark, time loop/Isesaki story with roguelike elements, that explores some of the common tropes in a different light.

They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other!When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt.That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom.Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife.Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything.Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love?Excerpt“I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!” ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger.“Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love.” He calmly grabbed her poking hand.“And what would that be, my fine sir?”“That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear.”“You—”“And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!”“You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!”“Well you are no precious prize, are you?”And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree.His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.