Astral Apostle - Chapter 56: Ross: I Really Want To Test The Medicine, Really (4)

What happens when a goddess falls in love with a shifter?Asara; the goddess of love, was punished by her father, the god of thunder.Her crime being falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha.To pay for her sins she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc; a mortal Princess in the magical Kingdom of Speldaria.Her family and kingdom, except her middle sister, shunned her for she was born without any magical abilities and she had no recollections of her true identity.Her betrothed, the powerful mage commander of the Speldaria, was unbothered by her. He wished for someone strong.Cassandra’s life was toppled when she was gifted a warrior slave by the mighty Alpha of Dusartine. She was asked to take part in the Yearly Arena Event by collaborating with the warrior.Cassandra who hated ‘The Arena’ with her very breath. A place where blood flowed like wine and life was cheaper than the very air they breathed didn't understand her purpose in it.On top of that, the mysterious warrior affected her in unimaginable ways.His hypnotic gaze unsettled her.His rare essence overwhelmed her.His muscular bronzed body consumed her with sinful thoughts.Even the dreams of her past life plagued her.When ‘The Arena' began the hidden agendas and underlying truths came to light and Cassandra was played a hand of fate. She was left with no choice but to give in and choose a path.The question would be.How will Cassandra grapple once she learns of the curse placed on her?Will she be able to obtain her magical abilities and stand up to her father?Who will help her along the journey?~Excerpt~Then she felt him, all of him.All his ruggedness.The strength of his arm.The softness of his lips.The grip of his hand.The warmth of his breath.Every muscle in her body went taut at the implications of sleeping in a man’s arms. She had never slept in a male’s embrace before.Her whole skin tingled like tiny sparks dancing on the very parts that connected with him.The crevices of her brain had these memories which weren't hers. This touch somehow didn't seem foreign to her. She felt safe in his soothing embrace and didn't wish to push him away and yet she knew this was far from appropriate.Cassandra tried to wriggle out of his hold, his arms seemed to be built from iron for they wouldn't budge.The light garment she had worn had lifted from her milky thigh baring it as his bronzed muscular one was draped on it.And now she could sense something poking her back. Her eyes suddenly expanded from the realisation and Cassandra fully panicked.“Let go!” She voiced out, heavily.Siroos slowly lifted his leg and slackened his hold on her waist so she could shuffle away. He had awakened when she had stiffened for the first time but wished to behold what she would try.With eyes blown wide she stole a glance towards the man who had her wrapped in his embrace like a precious treasure, his treasure.His molten gold eyes had flickered open and there was this softness and want with which he stared at her.Those soft brown curls cascaded over his eyes as he forgot to blink, watching the timeless beauty that she was. Her one-of-a-kind fragrance was a torture to his senses.How he wished to grab her dainty ankle, pull her from it and have her sprawled underneath him. To kiss the very skin that oozed such scent which was driving him insane.Instead, he bent his arm and placed it under his cheek using it like a pillow to watch her with desire-filled eyes.The awkward lull between them prolonged as Cassandra cleared her throat.“Did you have to climb on me to sleep?”“It wasn't intentional but was certainly enticing and definitely won't be the last time.” His deeply hypnotic voice was even more alluring this early in the morning as it resonated all around her.

When it comes to chasing a male god, who does it best? Please come to City C and find Miss Morris.When Ariel Morris was young, she chased after Jimmy Season, the top male idol at Scenic Hill High School, and secured her place as the number one on the female-chasing-male leaderboard, a record yet unbroken.Time passed, and eight years later, upon meeting her male god again, Ariel Morris once more embarked on her long journey of pursuit.After marriage, there was an interview by reporters with the sweet and loving couple.“May I ask, who chased whom?”Ariel Morris laughed charmingly, “Of course… I chased him!”The crowd was shocked!Young Master Seys lightly smiled, “Sometimes, chasing someone doesn't necessarily require hands-on effort, just a little brainwork. And clearly, my wife's IQ is lacking, and her emotional intelligence is zero.”Miss Morris: “……”So, in this emotional pursuit, who really chased whom? And who first had feelings?……—Many years later, does the person you love still love you?—It turns out, what is constantly on your mind will indeed have a response!Arlo Seys & Ariel Morris: Serenity Time, Seasonal.May the wind dye white frost, and may Seasonal never fade away Ariel!

On the 15th of March 2139, the world mourns the passing of Darius Stone, billionaire broker, and philanthropist.

Yet while his family and friends put his body to rest, Darius wakes up to find himself reborn into a younger body in a different world.

A strange voice informs him that his soul has been transported into the magic-filled world of Faust on the behest of a mysterious Goddess called Vena, for the sole purpose of entertaining her through his struggles.

In this world where any dream can be achieved with enough effort, he sets out to become a Supreme, an existence above Mortals and even Gods!

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Warning: This novel features a villainous protagonist. If you have enjoyed Warlock of the Magus World, then you should be able to tolerate Darius Stone’s actions and choices throughout the novel in terms of Morality.

Note: This story is slow-paced in order to allow for better world-building and development. If you’re looking for a fast-paced action story, this might not be for you.

Why do Gods of Transmigration love to murder their benefactors instead of asking for their help a normal way?That's how Karl got started as well. Murdered by a goddamn goddess, dumped into another world, and told to save her from her problems. You'd think gods would have their shit together, being gods and all. But apparently they do not.Karl, a teenager, who felt the inequality in his already struggling life more than ever before, finds himself transmigrated as a vice principal of a magical academy. The council accuses him of his incapability and his inexperience, believing he's not fit to lead them to the top.[ Mana meter unlocked: capacity F ]Even his cheat skill seems like a useless gimmick as Karl faces the worst students of the academy and the most difficult professors.That goddess better sends his paycheck to his parents in his old world because Karl isn't going to work for free, and if he does this job, the least she could do is pay off their debts.But then again...“I won't accept this fate handed out to me. This world might offer me the fantasies but they can't give me the warmth of my loved ones.”Would he be able to meet the Goddess and return back to his world or would he gets buried under the history of the lands that had once housed Gods and Demons alike?