Grasping the Evil - Chapter 123 Avoidance

Content Warning:This novel contains mature themes, including explicit sexual content, strong language, and adult situations. It is intended for readers 18+ only. Reader discretion is advised.______________________________________________________________________Haruki thought marriage would bring him happiness. He had been in love with Satomi since high school, and after years of struggling together, they finally built a stable life. But stability came with a price.Satomi was always busy. Work became her priority, and Haruki… was left behind. The warmth of their relationship faded, and intimacy became a distant memory. Nights felt colder, the bed emptier—even when she was right beside him.Loneliness gnawed at him.Then everything changed when Satomi’s family invited him to stay at their luxurious home.That was the first time he truly saw her mother.Kyouko.Beautiful. Elegant. Younger-looking than her own daughter. And for the first time in years, Haruki felt something awaken inside him—something dangerous, something forbidden.Living under the same roof, two lonely souls cross paths. And as Haruki struggles with his emotions, one question lingers in his mind:What happens when the one who understands you most… is the one you should never desire?

What if a wisp, with zero EQ about human culture and habits, gains the opportunity to cultivate and finally achieve human form? Now he can enter cities, experience technology, and fight his way to the top, right? In this universe where wisps are seen as nothing more than cultivation resources, a wisp stands up to challenge the wisps destiny! Not without causing a lot of misunderstandings on his way, of course…

In the spirit of no strategy, Luo Chenyu has been running around in various worlds, live broadcasts counterattacks and slaps his face, and he wants to take the system to the “peak of Tongsheng”.

But later…

The soft cute little milk dog opened her innocent and clear eyes and looked at her eagerly: Sister, I will be obedient~

The sensitive and suspicious prince put the sword against her neck: You can only compensate me for so many years of cruel torture!

The sickly and perverted demon king gently stroked her face: No matter if you go up to the sky, go down to the yellow spring, or live in the sky, you can only stay by my side.

The overbearing monarch put the phoenix seal on both hands: I am willing to risk the world and marry you! Would you like to share this great country with me?

Luo Chenyu: …

Climb all for Grandpa!

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Someone was secretly jealous, and finally couldn’t help blocking her in the corner.

The face of the ruthless tyrant has a pair of cute furry ears.

“You touched my ear, but you have to be responsible for me…”

Luo Chenyu: Her boss is so cute, it’s terrible!

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Reincarnation? Yes. As the Villian’s first victim? Hell yes.Some novels you keep reading not for the plot, but because of a single character who grabs your heart. For me, that character wasn’t even the protagonist; it was his mother.Noah was just an ordinary university student. Until one day, thanks to a poorly timed act of “masculine bravado” from his friend, he found himself caught in a scuffle with thugs and stabbed. Everything went black. Death came quietly.Then he opened his eyes... but they weren’t his.Noah woke up in another body, in another world and inside the very novel he’d been reading. Worse yet, he hadn’t reincarnated as just any side character, but as Count Leonardo Argenholt, the first person killed by the story’s main villain.Leonardo: noble, handsome, charismatic... and doomed to die very soon.But the most terrifying part? The man destined to kill him is his own son.Now, Noah must do more than just survive. He must navigate the rules, magic, and politics of this world and, most importantly, understand the tragic villain of the story, who also happens to be his child. Because, even if this world appears to follow every fantasy cliché in the book, Noah is no longer just a reader.He’s part of the story now.And maybe... it’s time to rewrite it.