I Am The Young Master - Chapter 11 - is it a bird? is it a plane?

Lorelai is an unwanted princess; a puppet in the hands of the royal family.Born weak and raised loyal only to her kingdom, she has no real power and is constantly abused by both her stepmother and her son.Her value lies in one thing only––marriage. Thus, she is to marry Duke Kalder, an old but powerful and influential man whose previous wives have all gone missing under mysterious circumstances.That is until she meets him.Tall, dark, strong, mysterious, irresistible, seductive.The King of Lycans. The King of Beasts. The Gypsy King.One who was once a slave now controls the biggest and strongest, most feared kingdom of the continent. And for some reason, he has his eyes set only on Lorelai.Important note: this is a historical fantasy novel and in its context, the word “Gypsy” is only used as a name of a nomad tribe and is not used as a slur.

“Reincarnated as an extra destined to die? Hell no! I’ll rewrite this story myself!”Charles was just a college student addicted to video games, pulling all-nighters and barely passing his exams… until he woke up as Rian Cole, the most despised member of a powerful clan. A background character. A loser. But above all…A dead man walking with an expiration date.In the original story, Rian Cole was born with uncontrollable lightning powers. He was shunned, abused, and ultimately thrown away as cannon fodder to buy time for the clan leader fighting against the hero.But Charles has no intention of playing that role.Armed with his gaming knowledge and an unbreakable stubbornness, Charles will forge his own path—even if it means defying fate, breaking this world’s rules, and shocking everyone who ever looked down on him.No system. No cheats. And Rian’s body doesn’t always do what he wants.And worst of all… the girls in this world are insane!

“Great Saint, why did you follow that thieving baldy to rob the sacred mountain?” “Ah, it’s a long story. Back then, that thieving baldy grabbed my neck and asked me, ‘Are you coming with me to the Western Heaven, or should I send you to the Western Heaven...’” “What about you, Marshal Tianpeng?” “He said he was afraid of getting hungry on the way to the West, so he brought some dry rations along.” “...” This is a story filled with joy, scheming, and relentless teasing all the way through.

I, the mighty Telepath Starlord, got banished into the mortal world. The days in the mortal world are much better than those in heaven! Everything is here — money, authority and most importantly stunning beauties! I am from a rich family. Yes, I am indeed wealthy now. The kind of wealth where you would not want to displease me. Domineering CEOs, military big shots, business geniuses, you name it — I know them all! I know everything you are thinking about. You can’t defeat me anyway, how are you going to go against me? A century in the mortal world is only equivalent to a hundred days in heaven.