My Wife is My Life! - Chapter 262

Akari Nakamura isn't what anyone expects from an S-Class mage.With her stylish fashion and an attitude bigger than her platform heels, she's used to being underestimated. It comes with the territory. But after scoring the highest marks ever recorded on the Arcane Assessment Test, even Crescent Moon University's stuffiest professors can't deny her raw power.Too bad they're going to try anyway.As Akari navigates a world of old money and older magic, she discovers that the university's prestigious facade hides an ugly truth: they're systematically undermining students who don't fit their “traditional” image of what a mage should be.To win here, she'll have to make some powerful enemies and prove herself every step of the way.Oh well. Just another day in the life of the S-Class Gyaru!---A light-hearted yuri/futanari GL novel!

A second or third story of a great power who has no choice but to go to a high-level small world to cultivate immortals! !

In men’s clothing, she attracts people, but she is helpless and emotionally flirtatious. Faced with the hints and expresses of many beauties in the cultivation world, she doesn’t understand, so a misunderstanding suddenly arises, and she is added to the list of the most handsome young men in the cultivation world.

Harmless, cheerful, with a male protagonist, women disguised as men, strong women and strong men

Welcome to the newly opened female disguised as a man’s work “This Daoist is too serious”

- Description from novelbuddy

Zev prowled towards her, all shining, brutal beauty, his chin low and those incredible, piercing eyes fixed on her. He didn’t stop until they were toe-to-toe and he blocked her view of every other male in the circle.

His eyes dipped to her mouth as he leaned in, his whisper playing on her skin.

“You. Are. Mine.”

His deep voice twanged in her belly as the howls of the wolf pack rose from behind him to echo across the mountains of Thana, while the other Chimera protested his claim.

Fighting the urge to stroke his broad, bare chest with her shaking hands, Sasha forced herself to tilt her head and raise an eyebrow. “So bold for a pup who just found his fangs.”

The other males roared with laughter.

Ignoring their taunts, Zev’s eyes sparked and he leaned even closer, the scruff on his jaw tickling her cheek as he smiled. “So bold for a human who already knows the pleasure of gasping my name.”

She shivered when his teeth grazed her ear.

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Just days after Sasha gave herself to her childhood love, he disappeared. Five years later, on a dark city street, Zev came back—with danger on his tail.

Zev is Chimera: Half-human, half-wolf. Made in a secure research lab, his existence is a secret. But when the powerful men who created him try to kill the only woman who ever made his heart sing, Zev snaps their leash and steals her away to the brutal, hidden world of the Chimera clans.

Torn between the magnetic draw of her first love and the painful betrayal of his disappearance, Sasha tries to keep Zev at arms-length. But when they reach this mysterious world, Zev discovers that in his absence the humans took control and stole almost all the females. The Chimera are dying—and Zev isn’t Alpha anymore.

Now, Zev must fight his own people to win the right to mate his only love. Can he prove to her that his long-ago promise to protect her heart, as well as her body, was true? Or will the humans cross worlds to hunt the wolf and tear the lovers apart forever?

[Mature content, no sexual assault]

In times of war…What is a Battle Mecha engineer expected to do? Are they expected to do research and realize their imagination?How about a Battle Mecha pilot? Are they expected to enter battle with their mechas as they display their exquisite control through bizarre and bewildering techniques?What about a member of the special scouts? Are they expected to infiltrate deep into the enemy lines as they use stellar unarmed fighting skills to suppress the enemy with a single move? Or are they expected to make use of disguises and stealth techniques to take out the enemy?And what about a military officer? Are they expected to analyze the outcome of a battle? Or are they expected to create brilliant strategies to triumph over the enemy through a miraculous move?For someone who excels in human psychology, deceit, assassination, and disguise, what happens when that person is merged with all those professions?This is the story of a cowardly, wretched, and despicable fatty.