Marvel: I'm a Symbiote - Symbiote 0296: Love and Hate

“I wasn’t born a lucky person, I’m just too strong.”

Prince Kaelen Verath is a royal disgrace—a “good-for-nothing” heir who drowns his shame in wine and brothels.But when traitors slaughter his family and reduce his kingdom to ashes, Kaelen’s desperate pact with the Voidwell, an ancient power that consumes souls, grants him unimaginable strength… and hollows him into a monster.Death offers no escape.He becomes a regressed prince who once watched his kingdom and family burn, only to fail in avenging them without losing himself.Now given a second chance, he refuses to settle for mere survival or revenge—this time, he wants everything.Every empire, every kingdom… all under his control.But with every soul he consumes and every ounce of power he gains, a piece of his humanity is lost.How will he balance power and control?Can he become a supreme ruler and still remain himself?What is the cost of Absolute Sovereignty?————Send Powerstones for a guaranteed mass release!

This novel is also known as My Hidden Wife is Sweet

In her past life Gu Wei Wei’s heart was dug out by the man she loved, and transplanted into her best friend’s body. However, after rebirth she become Hua country’s number one conglomerate, Fu Han Zheng’s little girlfriend. She is being careful trying to take revenge against the people that hurt her. He protects her everywhere, pamper her to the extreme. Everyone said that Fu Han Zheng is cold and without emotion. That perfect husband that everyday tease her until she blushes and her heart beat, pamper her regardless anything, is it a fake husband?

“Sir, there are rumors between madam and the current popular male actor, CP ¹ was already formed.”

“Kill that male actor ! ”

“That’s your brother.”

“…..Then just beat him to death.”

CP: is the internet slang to describe couples in movies or TVs or real life couple. Normally it’s a fans made couple of two actors that they wish could be together in real life.

- Description from Novelupdates

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…