Looking at the girl's confident eyes, Chen Yuqing felt like he had been struck hard in the heart! And he, for almost a decade, had not felt this way! During his life, he had seen too many women, and most of them liked to attach themselves to men. Only this woman told him that she would get what she wanted with her own strength!
Fantasy · Xiao Qi Ye
Of course, he had. From the Forgotten Shore to the Tomb of Ariel, Sunny had lived a life of slaughter... even if it had not been of his own volition. The numbers had especially swelled during the Southern Campaign, where he had been constantly surrounded by vast hordes of rampant Nightmare Creatures.
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Even though it would take a few more days for his reserves of essence to be fully replenished, they were not dry anymore. Due to the Shroud of Dusk, he also felt rested and refreshed.
Fantasy · Guiltythree
'That can't be right. How have we gone from "the essence of combat is murder" to "force equals mass times acceleration"?'
Fantasy · Guiltythree
There was also the Shroud of Graceless Dusk, but Sunny did not feel like undressing… although it might have been only fair for him to do so.
Fantasy · Guiltythree
"Quentin… Quentin is still marked as missing in action, officially. As for Belle, Dorn, and Samara, they died a few days later. When we tried to fight the Winter Beast. Everyone died that day, except me and Jet."
Fantasy · Guiltythree
"Quentin… Quentin is still marked as missing in action, officially. As for Belle, Dorn, and Samara, they died a few days later. When we tried to fight the Winter Beast. Everyone died that day, except me and Jet."
Fantasy · Guiltythree
He glided forward with incredible speed, reaching the complex in no time at all. Emerging from the darkness near the guarded gates, he waited a few seconds for the security officers to confirm his identity — a useless formality, considering that pretty much everyone knew what he looked like by now — and entered the building.
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Yu Nianzhen didn't know the worth of the gold coins and didn't expect them to be of much value since his current self was a street child. However, he hoped that it was enough to buy some food since his stomach was literary touching his back.
LGBT+ · Muthoni_Murira
The bureaucratic machine stirred awake to legitimize and integrate a new Master into the larger framework of humanity.
Fantasy · Guiltythree
They won. The Nightmare… was conquered.
Fantasy · Guiltythree
Others were deciding his fate!
Fantasy · Warmaisach
Even the gods had not been able to save themselves.
Fantasy · Guiltythree
"Sunny! There are only a few seconds left! What do we do?!"
Fantasy · Guiltythree
"Wow, it's almost as if he's reminding me of someone. Huh, now who might that be…"
Fantasy · Guiltythree
He wasn't suspecting her of wanting to hurt him but of flirting with him.
Fantasy · Warmaisach
haloc
Throughout all of this, Sunny had not said a single word, and had not even allowed himself a single groan.
Shadow Slave
Fantasy · Guiltythree