The Forsaken Hero - Chapter 357: Chamber of the Shard

[No turning back to old love + single female lead + daily sweetness + no system, no Golden Finger + relaxation & healing + long-lasting romance]“Xie Xiao, you can't just stop wanting me after being so good to me for three years and getting me used to it. What do these three years between us amount to?” Zhou Mianmian looked at Xie Xiao with tears blurring her eyes and a pitiful expression.“Consider it my bad luck,” Xie Xiao said indifferently with a glance at her.“Are you mad at me because I didn't agree to be with you?” Zhou Mianmian reached out to grab his hand, her voice pleading, “Then let's be together now, okay?”“You deserve someone better than me,” Xie Xiao dodged her hand, pulling the beautiful girl by his side into his arms, “Wife, let’s go.”Now that I'm reborn, let someone else be the lovestruck fool.Xie Xiao just wants to live a sweet life holding the tsundere treasure of a girl he overlooked for years~----In his past life, Xie Xiao was blind, unable to tell the difference between a scheming girl and a treasure.To buy milk for the scheming girl, he got hit by a car and was paralyzed in bed for three years.In the end, the scheming girl turned around and went with another lovestruck fool.Instead, there was a proud and cute girl by his side...Until her accidental death...Xie Xiao closed his eyes in despair...If only time could be turned back...

David wakes up in a world of steam rifles and supernatural blades, evil rituals and mysterious paths. After a blood ritual gone wrong, he faces certain death at the claws of monsters.To survive, he makes a forbidden choice: graft the arm of an evil god onto himself.[Limb Grafting Ritual Complete]Now David can devour the limbs of anything he kills—monsters, beasts, even gods—grafting their powers onto himself. Each new arm grants him devastating abilities: crush skulls with a divine corpse's hand, tear through armor with monster claws. Who knows what horrors await in stronger prey?He hunts in the darkness. Devours the darkness. Seals the forbidden. Becomes the forbidden.They call him a hunter of monsters, but the truth is simpler—he's becoming the thing they should fear most.

“You are my salvation and an answer to my cursed eyes.”------In a world of vampires, werewolves, and witches, a girl is born to be the bride of the vicious and bloodthirsty 300-year-old immortal Vampire Prince. The man who could never be enticed by any ethereal beauty till now suddenly has shown interest in a woman with a curse whom everyone abandoned.Alora Wilson, the eldest daughter of a high-noble human family, is born with the curse of an old powerful witch.It is the curse that burns the person into ashes if the person looks directly into her eyes. A curse that forces her to wear the blindfold since the moment she was born in this world.When the kids of her age enjoyed every small moment of their lives, she couldn't. No one loves to befriend her. Even her own father and siblings despise her.One day Magnus Lukeson, the Vampire Prince, enters her life– The man whom the entire kingdom is scared of. A man with only foes and no friends. A man who ventures his territory at night to take the fresh blood out of humans irrespective of the age or gender to quench his thirst.~~~~~The blindfold cascaded off Alora's eyes and her enchanted blue eyes met with Magnus' blood-red eyes.“You have enchanting eyes, Alora,” Magnus pronounced.No one ever said that to her. But no one could look into her eyes either. Only Magnus was the exception. The reason was still unknown to her.“Shall we begin the night?” Magnus asked for her permission.“Will His Highness give me love?” Alora asked. She was desperate to be loved. The feeling she could never get from her family and only heard in the words.“And how am I supposed to provide love to you?” Magnus queried since he was curious to know her thoughts.“Holding hands, hugging each other, sleeping together, and sharing thoughts. Isn't that how you shower love?” Alora innocently asked.Magnus ended up smiling to hear her explanation of love. He leaned down and kissed her lips, causing her to shiver from that sudden feeling. “This is the way I shower love,” Magnus pronounced, gazing into Alora's charming blue eyes.

All Pete wanted was to be buried in wine grapes. Was that too much to ask?Now he's in a fantasy world, far from home, and stuck underground in the body of a smelly dwarf with fantastic facial hair. The worst part though? The swill that the dwarves are falling all over themselves to drink. Its flat, it's watery, and it has the alcohol content of a rancid coconut. Can Pete save the dwarves from their own Sour fate, or will he be forever doomed to plink his pickaxe away in hopes that he hits the mother lode. Come for the cozy fantasy, stay for the beer puns that will leave you hop-ping mad! A bubbly slice of life LitRPG with love, laughter, and a little melancholy, just like drinking a bottle of Whitbier on the beach. Has some monster fights but no real gore. No elves or harems allowed.