The Storm King - Chapter 962 - Launching the Expedition

An ultimate warrior, the one and only Alchemy Emperor, Ling Han, died in his quest to achieve godhood. Ten thousands years later, he, with the ‘Invincible Heaven Scroll’, was reborn in the body of a young man with the same name. From then on, winds and clouds moved as he set himself against the uncountable geniuses of this new era. His path of becoming a legend has begun once more. Of all eras underneath the heavens, I am the strongest!

Si Tian transmigrated into a book of cookies, but it’s a pity that the whole family is full of villains.
The eldest son is the heroine Hei Yueguang, who is glamorous on the surface, but is actually hypocritical and dark.
The youngest son is a vicious male partner who has been committed to adding trouble to the hero and heroine from the beginning to the end.
The husband is a black-hearted capitalist who bankrupted the heroine’s family.
And Si Tian was their cowardly mother who died early.
Facing the beginning of death, Si Tian just wanted to lie flat, and the big cub walked into the room with a water glass in his hand, asking softly, “Is mom sick?”
The little boy has fair skin, soft hair, and wet eyes, looking at her carefully.
Si Tian’s heart was hit in an instant, how could such a cute cub be a villain!
Defeat the future villain, starting from the cub stage.
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Cub Ji Zhile knows that his mother doesn’t like him, it doesn’t matter, he also hates his mother fairly.
His mother forced him to eat the hated carrots, and Ji Zhile took revenge in his notebook.
Mom played hide-and-seek with him and ended up hiding on the bed.
Mom went to pick up her brother first and then pick him up today, Ji Zhile held grudges again.
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Until one day, my mother found his revenge notebook, and read it in rhythmic rhythm in front of him, laughing while reading it.
Ji Zhile cried out with a “wow”: He hates vicious mothers the most!
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The variety show “Traveling with Mom” ​​was launched. Netizens had great expectations for Si Tian’s group. Si Tian was originally a starlet. show up.
Netizens turned on the variety show on time, expecting to see the swords and swords of wealthy families, or mothers rushing to bring their babies. result–
Going to bed at night, Si Tian stayed up late playing with her mobile phone, and the eldest cub Ji Ning sighed: “Mom, stop playing games, you will have dark circles under your eyes.”
Cub Ji Zhile probed: “Mom hasn’t cleared the level after playing for so long, it’s so pitiful.”
Si Tian pulled up the quilt to cover the cub: “Sleep!”
Get up early to cook, and the mothers in other groups get up at six o’clock to make a nutritious breakfast.
Si Tian was woken up by the big cub at eight o’clock and drank hot porridge.
After the meal, he quietly ate the cub’s snacks.
The barrage was temporarily filled with “Pick up a good-looking and obedient cub”, “Ji Ning and a cub in a dream”, and “Qi Sitian to share coups for taking care of a cub”.
Si Tian said: Mom and Zai Zai, there must be someone capable in the family.
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Ji Jiangzhou doesn’t care about Si Tian, ​​and sends 1 million to Si Tian as pocket money on time every month. The two are just superficial husband and wife, respecting each other like guests.
Until Ji Jiangzhou saw variety shows by chance, his always weak wife was stunning and eye-catching in variety shows.
After returning home, the eldest son approached him: “Dad, I know you are going to divorce your mother, I want to live with my mother, and I want to protect her.”
Youngest son: “Father, let my mother take me away too. I will eat less meat and spend less money in the future.”
Ji Jiangzhou:?
Why didn’t he know that his wife was going to divorce him?

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[COMPLETE] Can a royal Romeo and Juliet find their happy ending?

Ayleth, Princess of Zenithra, is secretly trained in hand-to-hand combat, and collects swear words she doesn't know how to use. During the Festival of Peace, in which every royal son on the continent will be at the castle for a month, she is instructed by her parents to find a husband. Yet, Ayleth has never even been kissed—until the very first ball, when she meets the man in the Lion mask.

Etan is a seasoned warrior, and the Prince of Summitras. He attends the Festival hoping to find a powerful wife who will help him conquer the dark sorcery of their bloodsworn enemies, the Kingdom of Zenithra. But at the very first ball, he discovers the masked woman who captures his heart is the Heir to the evil empire.

Ayleth and Etan face an impossible battle. Will their love survive? Or will their parents' dark dealings keep them apart forever?

[Mature content. No sexual violence.]

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“You…” She stepped back. Then back again, her mouth dropped open. “You… You cannot be…”

“I am,” Etan said, and his hair raked back as he pushed his mask off his handsome face. So handsome her heart raced.

His hair was ebony black, his skin a warm brown that threatened to fade in in the winter months. He stared at her with glittering green eyes, over high cheekbones and a noble nose, his jaw tight and shadowed this late in the day. His chin was high over the pillar of his neck that she’d just touched with its hard lines and steel strength, so different to her own. And his chest... She gasped and covered her eyes. She’d humiliated herself revealing her stupid, childish curiosity.

“No, Ayleth. This changes nothing.”

“How can you say that? It changes everything!” She was horrified to realize she was crying.

“Ayleth, please.” His voice cracked on the plea and she stared at him, shoving her mask up and off, despite how it would pull her hair out of the beautiful twist the maid had managed for her.

His eyes locked on hers and she couldn’t think. She couldn’t breathe.

She had met her One. And he was the son of her bloodsworn enemy.

She stared at him as he stepped forward again, offering both hands, palm up. “Touch me,” he whispered. “Hold my hands. This is real, Ayleth. I don’t know how it happened, but this is real. Please don’t deny it.”

She couldn’t resist. She raised a trembling hand to his cheek, letting her palm catch on the scruff of his jaw. He blew out a breath and put his hand over hers, and that jolt that happened whenever they touched shivered through her again.

“Please, Ayleth.”

“I cannot deny it,” she whispered.

Have you ever wished you exactly knew how to accomplish your dreams? Not feeling the slightest doubt anymore? Being aware at any time how every choice, action and decision of yours affects your future?