MTL - Stratholme God - v2 Chapter 1183 Blame Benzema

When Su Yaya awakened, she found herself in a novel world as the CEO’s Substitute Wife–-a mere cannon fodder. Knowing that divorce and a tragic ending was awaiting her once her look-alike, the President’s first love returns, Su Yaya only trusted one thing: Money.

Living a perfect life helping others and without committing any wrongdoing, Noah meets his untimely end saving a girl from being hit by an incoming truck.While he accepts his end, he finds himself not in whatever afterlife awaits, but an enigmatic place only known as “The Cycle.”Due to his “Perfect” karma of one million, he is transported to a fantastical world of magic, though he chooses a simple, quiet life along a lake. However, when being sent to this second chance at life, one gift is bestowed upon him:[...Integrating System…][Jack-of-All-Trades System Activated.]From doing push-ups, chopping trees, and even cutting vegetables, every action is its own unique skill, able to be ascended from a meager level of zero all the way to greatness!

“My lady, you don't have to use your divine body on him! It's not necessary! Allow me instead!” Morena pleaded.“No, I must... After all, it's my story. I'll do whatever it takes to get what I want.” She laughed, her voice dripping with manipulation.I was just a high school student who loved writing.My entire life revolved around novels. Thousands of stories consumed, countless worlds explored, all building toward one dream: creating my own masterpiece.Then a freak accident killed me, my best friend, and some random boy we'd just met.As I took my last breath, only one regret burned through me: I never got to finish my novel.Everything went dark.When I opened my eyes, I stood before a god. She smiled at me with cruel amusement and offered a deal: complete my story from the inside, as a character that never existed in the original plot.Before I could answer, reality shattered around me.[Ding! You have successfully transmigrated into “The Life of an Evergreen”]'...What?'I wasn't the hero. I wasn't even a villain. I was nobody... a characterI never wrote.But here's the thing about being the author: I know every secret, every twist, every character's deepest fear. I wrote this world with my own hands... which means I know exactly how to break it.“You think you can rewrite your own story?”“I already did once. What's stopping me from doing it again?”If gods want to play games with my creation, then I'll show them what happens when the author steps into his own world. I'll manipulate every character, exploit every plotline, and twist this story until it bends to my will.Because when you know how everything ends, survival becomes child's play.The real question is: how far will I go to finish what I started?===Discord: https://discord.gg/38HTkz2Yw3

As an illegitimate daughter of the late Count Rotschild, Vivianne's life has been a living hell since her father's death from the plague, along with her mother.Forced to live as a servant in the Rothschild mansion, Vivianne's fortunes take an even darker turn when her powerful stepbrother, the current Count, arranges for her to marry the tyrannical emperor, Dietrich Erengrad.However, Dietrich rejects Vivianne as his mate due to her unique pheromones, which continue to attract other alpha werewolves even after he marks her.Tossed aside without protection, Vivianne becomes trapped in a nightmare, unable to control her own heats as she is mocked, used, and treated as a mere lust object by the lustful alpha wolves of the imperial palace.After enduring three years of this living hell, Vivianne sees no other choice but to take her own life. In her final act, she curses those who have abused her, praying that if she is ever given another chance at life, her tormentors will experience an even worse fate.Miraculously, the gods hear Vivianne's plea and grant her a second chance, sending her back in time three months before her horrific ordeal began. Now, Vivianne is determined to escape this cruel destiny by any means necessary, no matter the cost.