Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem - Chapter 10: Average Slave Price List

am the only son of Connaugt and Strathmore, and the grandson of Queen Victoria of the British Empire. Now, as a member of the Saxe-Coburg-Gotha Dynasty, I swear to witness and protect the rise of this land with my life, uniting all Australians and New Zealanders under a new name to witness our rise: Australasia forever!

(Warning: Mature Content After Chapter 70)Is this one of your typical teen fantasy romance novels? Well if you think that then you better read further!Her family disliked her. Her tendency to turn feral scared her grandfather.But that was exactly what Dmitri was looking for!Her tendency to turn feral, could it be any good? Entering into a forced union with him was something she would never do. She had built a castle around her heart, not letting anyone approach it. Witty, sharp, intelligent and fun-loving, Adrianna did not trust anyone.What happens in werewolf romance books, when an alpha who is calm, in control, merciless, extremely handsome and someone all werewolves feared, comes into the picture?Unfortunately, Dmitri doesn’t have many options open.The fights, the secret glances from across the room and the heated blushes.It is difficult to accept him.---She was conflicted between herself and her wolf. Her wolf dragged her to him while she thought that Dmitri was wrong. If he was so wrong, why was she attracted to him?As she was struggling with her emotions, she heard a menacing growl and a threat. “Back off,” he warned Pryce. Adrianna looked at his face. He looked so dangerous , but she found it natural when her hand went up to his face to cup his cheek. She brushed her fingers across his cheek as though to calm him. Dmitri leaned his face onto her hand and closed his eyes. The two of them looked like two perfectly fitted puzzle pieces. What was she doing, comforting the man who wanted to snatch away her freedom for a lifetime? Her thoughts stopped as her heart took over when she saw him leaning his face ontoin her hands. For Dmitri, this was the first time she had shown her affection for him and he was savoring every second. He squeezed her tighter just to check that she was really there, body and soul. She felt right in his arms and he wanted the world around them to melt forever.

The dark underground dungeon was filled with countless ancient relics and treasures. Eerie, deformed, cursed objects... The abyss, catacombs, Ancient Gods, mythical races... Mechanics, cursed seal implants, and the gargantuan black towers... A peculiar mix of Alchemy, a drop of steampunk, two spoons of supernatural mystery, blending into a vibrant and colorful fantasy world. I am a puppeteer Alchemist. All that my eyes behold, becomes my puppet. Alone, I am an army!