My Hubby Can't Stop Pampering Me - Chapter 1295 - 1288: Miscarriage (18)

Zara Hansley had always believed herself forsaken by the gods due to the terminal illness she was diagnosed with. Every doctor she visited had declared she would not live past her 23rd birthday.Yet, when left with only a few months to live, Zara found out that the root of her illness was a curse, one which she could break. Just like that, she was given a new chance at life—she had to scour the earth for the cure in just a few short months or succumb to her fate.Fate, however, was a funny thing—it brought her to a stranger that would alter the course of her life forever, and his life by her.Born to an ancient family, Amir Frostcrown was cursed to bring misfortune to any female around him. Not only that, he was able to hear the thoughts of others, thus further drawing a line between him and other ordinary folk. As such, while these abilities amassed him an enormous wealth over the years, he was destined to live a loveless life of solitude.That all changed when his and Zara’s paths crossed. As someone that was completely unaffected by his curses and abilities, Amir Frostcrown was immediately intrigued by this dying girl.One dream, one vow, and two curses. That was all it took for Zara to tumble from the world of reality into fantasy. Would she be able to find her cure in time? When secrets are revealed, would Zara and Amir Frostcrown stand the test of time?***“We were fated to be from the beginning!” he amusedly declared as he looked at her dotingly, eyes sparkling and only her image visible in his blue eyes.“I don’t believe in fate!” Zara mumbled softly as she looked to the ground, afraid of facing him and the undeniable truth he spoke of.“But don’t you see?” Amir asked. “Isn’t fate what led us to this very moment?”

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]

[This story takes place in a parallel world, so please don’t compare it to the real world—it’s not meant to match reality].[Note: I'm writing this after Chapter 248, so you don't need to worry about comments related to the original novel]Haruki Yuuki—a hardcore otaku, a shut-in to his classmates, but to his fans? A mysterious man and brilliant mangaka with a cult following.One fateful night, Haruki stumbles upon a strange system that grants him access to legendary manga from a parallel version of Earth—stories never seen before in his world. With this power, he begins his unexpected journey as a rising manga creator in Japan's competitive industry.As his works soar to stardom, so does the pressure—and the fanbase that won’t let him rest.Fan A: “Sensei! Please just finish Hunter x hunter before starting a new series! It's been three years already. My son is in high school now—will he see the final chapter before graduation?!”Fan B: “Damn it, Haruki! If you kill off Furukawa again, I’m sending you a replica katana in the mail!”[Note: This is my first time translating a novel, so the earlier chapters may contain some inconsistencies. I've identified and corrected most of these issues. Since I changed the setting, there may be minor inconsistencies in the earlier chapters, but after Chapter 150, I believe most of the problems have been resolved.]

[Urban Bestselling Epic about the War God] “Sign it, today you must divorce that loser, Ling Fan—you’re not ashamed, but I can’t even lift my head when I go out,” my father-in-law emphatically tapped on the divorce agreement. Three days later, good son-in-law, you rise above the petty, I beg you, please don’t leave my daughter... Three years of tempering, a work of craftsmanship, the legendary War God’s ascension journey....