Overlord (WN) - Volume 1 Chapter 30

Gu Heng traveled through twenty years, and the garbage system ruined his life. There was no hope for cultivation, and he could only be a small mortal. Although he is a mortal, he must do good things. He helped a poor girl casually, and she became the “Snow White Sword Fairy” who was famous in the three realms in the future. He picked up a seriously injured little wild cat and raised it for a long time, but suddenly found that his pet had become the “Ten Thousand Demons Venerable”. He taught a young alchemist hand in hand, and unknowingly refined the “Ten Thousand Medicines Saint Hand”. He recognized a thin female apprentice, and eventually accidentally refined the “Ancient Emperor”. Gu Heng: None of this has anything to do with me, I am only mortal. Everyone: Stop arguing, they all say that you are the only emperor saint teacher in the world! !

The prettiest girl in the class, the campus belle queen, an attractive policewoman, a cunning reporter, a charming businesswoman, a mesmerizing commando, and a millionaire spendthrift, all shall lose themselves to passion.

Be it a Lolita, a virtuous woman, a regal queen, a mature racy woman, a cold-blooded goddess, or a sexy baby-faced doll, all beauties shall come to his embrace.

Young and inexperienced, equipped with the [Flower Pickup System], young schoolboy Su Ke, felt his life become more and more chaotic…

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“How many people have you killed? How many families have you destroyed? How many towns and cities have fallen because of you!?”“I don't remember.”The villain whom the main character was destined to defeat at the end of the novel. That was who I had become.There was just one problem...“Why am I a teenager!?”“Why is there a school acceptance letter on my desk!?”

Elia is a poor university student until the night she’s taken to the world of the Anima—ruled by humans whose ancient hearts pulse with the blood of animals. There she’s forced into a battle to the death. But when Elia survives, and refuses to kill her final opponent, the King must either kill Elia himself, or take her as his mate.

Reth, the brutal King of the Beasts with the blood of lions, shocks everyone when he chooses the weak, human Elia to become his Queen. He promises her every comfort of his wealth and position—but he is clear: She will not warm his bed. He chose her to defeat those that were trying to corner him into blending his Leonine line with the Wolves.

Elia needs the help of the Anima to become stronger and rule them well. But the vengeful Wolves see only a weak human that brought them shame. As Elia and Reth grow closer, the wolves are determined to destroy her. Will Reth and Elia admit their feelings for each in time to fight for the Kingdom—and their lives—against the villainous wolf-tribe? Or will the wolves kill Elia and steal the throne?

[Mature content - no sexual violence]

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He stalked towards her, chin low so the shadow cast by his hard jaw cut across the thick fur collar of his vest. His hair had fallen over his eyes in the scuffle, so he peered at her through it like a lion in the grass. With each step, his graceful, rolling gait reminded her of a predator stalking its prey. Despite the forest floor littered in twigs and leaves, he didn’t make a sound.

“Wh-who are you?” Elia stammered, backing away, her hands up. He met her step for step until she came up hard against the tree behind her—and didn’t stop until he loomed over her, so broad his shoulders and chest made a wall in front of her. She could feel the heat rising off his skin in the cool, night air.

“I am the Leonine King.” His voice was a dark, husky gravel. Behind him a chorus of wheezes, howls, and chirps of agreement rose from the people watching. “And you are?”

“Elia,” she breathed.

“Elia,” he growled, leaning in closer, bringing with him the scent of pine and rain and the musk of something distinctly male. “I am Reth.” He said the name with a strange, guttural roll in his throat. “I am King of Beasts. I am Clan Leader, and I am Alpha of WildWood.” Several snarls rose from the crowds behind him then, but he ignored them.

Elia swallowed as he leaned in until the scruff on his jaw rasped her cheek. “I am the King,” he said, “And you will be my mate.”

The forest behind him erupted.