The Butcher of Gadobhra - Chapter 379: The Growing Storm

The most vulnerable time in a tennis game is when you are leading; even if there is a match point, the game is still possible.

Football is round, tennis is also round.

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GBT - BL OMEGAVERSE 18+The Wyne family is a famous wealthy family in Zondalian, a country famous for its progress in the eyes of the world. And their main heir is a handsome man named Daren Harry Wyne.Unfortunately, Daren was born as an Omega who always made trouble until his parents were fed up and annoyed with their own son's behavior.Until one day, a bodyguard is hired to watch over Daren from all sorts of dangers. Both from outside and from Daren himself.“Bodyguard, again? You've got to be kidding me. I can protect myself! I don't need an Alpha to protect me!”However, Daren realized that there was something different about his new bodyguard. There was something he was hiding.Something he couldn't reveal.“Who are you, Mr. Bodyguard?”Kill Me Protect Me, Mr. Bodyguard.

In a universe where starships rule supreme and galactic empires clash for dominance, Kallus, a visionary gamer and strategist, finds himself thrust into an extraordinary reality.Awakened aboard the [Obliterator-Class Star Dreadnought], a vessel born from his own imagination but perfected by a Supreme Being, Kallus must rise to command a fleet that could shape the fate of the cosmos.With a ship forged from mythical adamantium and [mithril alloys], powered by a [Transcendent Dark Matter Engine], and armed with weapons capable of annihilating entire fleets, the Obliterator is more than a warship—it’s a legend incarnate. But Kallus is not alone. Alongside him is the Red Empress, an advanced AI infused with a power of creation and knowledge itself, guiding him with missions that unlock untold power and potential.

#R18, #ECCHI, #ROMANCE, #CEO[WARNING]****** /THIS NOVEL CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT, CURSE LANGUAGE **** * ** ******* * **** AUDIENCE DISCRETION IS ADVISEDMy daytime boss is all cold glares and cutting remarks, often calling me a “waste.” So, finding her pole dancing online later that night was a shock. Even more so when she hinted at wanting a wild, outdoor encounter. The contrast was just... Surprising.