However, the moment he stepped forward, a big hand grabbed him directly and then threw him into the back mountain pool.
· The rain is pouring down.
Adrian smilingly added, "For that, I would need another thousand coins."
· RashCore
Back in the middle of the stage, all Adrian had to do was to etch the ancient language he read yesterday. One might think that it was impossible to learn a new language in just one night.
· RashCore
"I don't want that either. I don't want my bloodline to speak for me. My strength will. And I will always respect strong opponents like you."
· Md_Sourav_9983
Jasper alluded to this earlier.
The memory was vivid: her body hanging from the tree, her neck twisted and her face swollen, stained a grotesque purple. Her legs still swayed in the wind, and thick drops of blood and semen dripped from between them, slowly dripping onto the dry ground.
· BlackStrayedDemon
This is how he acted in his past life.
A nobleman who cannot control his impulses is nothing more than a commoner in disguise. And a flower that offers itself without value ends up wilting in someone else's hands.
· BlackStrayedDemon
She was sitting on the bare back of a panting servant, a rag in her mouth. On the floor, a dozen more male servants were desperately giving themselves to each other with animalistic fervor. The entire room was a temple of excess, of wet bodies and heavy breathing.
· BlackStrayedDemon
Leo's smirk turned sharper, his crimson eyes gleaming in the dim light, a predator catching the scent of his prey. He leaned slightly closer to Liana, his voice dropping to an almost playful murmur. "What do we do?" he repeated, his tone oozing quiet confidence. "We are opening the hunting season."
The Useless Prince Is A Gangster
· Ash_thirumuru