The Snow Leopard Baby of the Black Leopard Family - Chapter 11

Lioro blankly looked at the game-like screen in front of him.It seems he has traversed to Overlord world with a Yggdrasil like game template![Ding! Congratulations on getting the special profession 'Dimensional Traveler']“......”Can it take me home?------Epic powers check, Epic side characters check, Epic fights check, Epic Romance also check! so what are you waiting for?!?! Read now!ps: it is not a translation but original fanfic.------Worlds I plan to travel to: Danmachi(Ongoing), Demon Slayer(Ongoing), Frozen(Ongoing), Konosuba, Elden RIng, etc.-------Uncomfirmed Love Interests(Doesn't mean they have been wifed, the process is ongoing and is subjected to change under certain circumstances.)1) Hestia.2) Elsa.( yes frozen).

Every author loves their story.Sure, you may get tired of writing it after quite a while, but even so; it was a novel you enjoyed writing before, no?The words you put consideration to, the effort you did research overnight.The thrill to have a reader, the thought of someone enjoyed your work.All of it was something you used to cherish, but you may end up forgetting the joy over small things one day as you move on.Everyone loves their work.But some forget they did.

Bought it right away.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”