MTL - President Daddy Super Awesome - Chapter 252 The palace father is assaulted

As a successful author, Max was used to hate comments but he never expected that his decision to kill an important character would result in his death.Apparently, the Goddess and her brother used to read his novels and were both a big fan of his works. Sadly, the brother didn't like his decision and killed him.As compensation, the goddess decided to send Max in his own novel as the protagonist and complete the story without letting any of the main characters die.Max had no problem with that, so he accepted it and asked for something else too.“Can I court you?”Now, he has the Goddess accompanying him as the Ultimate Leveling System. Not only that, his system also rewards if he saved the favourite characters of his novel. What could be better than this life?[You have Killed the Giant Behemoth Dragon, granted 200000 EXP.][You have saved the side character, Charlotte Sinclair, granted the fortune worth Corelhelm Kingdom.]Watch as how the author makes the harem of his favourite characters while leveling Endlessly....What to expect-Leveling+Mana Cultivation+Labyrinth adventures-OP MC-Light Hearted, Low stakes-A proper Harem and good romance-Very less Smut (yeah, the number of those chapters will be very low as I intend to focus on relationships, adventures and of course Labyrinth stuff.

Wang Yi was reborn into a world that swallowed the starry sky. After eighteen years of ordinary and extraordinary, he finally met the conditions on the eve of graduation from high school, activated his own golden finger, and signed in for the first time.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully signing in, signing in for the first time, and signing in to the earth, special rewards will be given to reward the first karma of the Nine Tribulations Secret Code! 】

[Your genetic level has increased three times! 】

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The whole life of Li Jingzhi could be concluded with one sentence: His ups and downs in life is all due to Si Luoming. When he was young, he dreamed to be a person like him…Till the end she finds that he hated her, especially when she “murdered” the one in his heart indirectly. Since then, he has never hidden his hatred for her. And then she knows her life has already been messed up all these years…

They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other!When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt.That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom.Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife.Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything.Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love?Excerpt“I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!” ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger.“Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love.” He calmly grabbed her poking hand.“And what would that be, my fine sir?”“That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear.”“You—”“And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!”“You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!”“Well you are no precious prize, are you?”And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree.His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.