He Clings to Me Every Night - Chapter 122 - : Ask for Hammer and Get

Keith, a regular office worker from Earth, suddenly transmigrates to the world of the novel he had been reading for the past decade. The new world, which was also called Earth, was slightly different. People with various powers existed who were called awakeners, making this world comparatively dangerous and also mysterious. While he was thrown into the novel’s world, he was also given a mystical ability to grant systems to other people. Armed with his special ability, he slowly climbs up the power ladder by taking “taxes” from the people he would give systems to. The only question that remained, was what would a realistic normal man, when faced with a similar minded protagonist, do when their goals opposed each other.

New book “Quick Transmigration Crushing Strategy: My Lord, Intensely Pampering.”“Empress's Daily Face Slapping” and “Excessively Pampering the Toxic Wife: Mama Plans to Overthrow” are completed![Apocalypse female reborn into cultivation, PK transmigrated evil secondary female character]With her parents murdered, her fiancé's betrayal, and her only brother's superpower disabled, Fang Yuxin fell from being a top wealthy beauty to a miserable cannon fodder!Only after her accidental rebirth, just before the apocalypse, did she realize that her deeply hated illegitimate younger sister was actually a transmigrator!The Jade bracelet stolen in her former life was actually a Cultivator's Spirit Mansion Space!She was determined to slap the face of the transmigrated girl with a gaming upgrade system and step on the ambitious man carrying the Dimension Trading Device!Hold on! Since when did she have such a grown son?PS: A thrilling tale of crushing trash, upgrading, and raising buns, where the heroine is neither mean nor saintly.Completed works: “Apocalypse's Cunning Merchant,” “Apocalypse Foodie System,” “Noble Cunning Merchant,” “Cultivation of the Ultimate Femme Fatale.”

Procedural Memory: a type of implicit memory (unconscious, long-term memory) which aids the performance of particular types of tasks without conscious awareness of these previous experiences.

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“The ability to use someone else’s Procedural Memory at will, what do you even call that phenomenon?”

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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.