Heroes to Hunted - Chapter 15 Reminiscence

I created a game character.Instead of taking several perks, I added restrictions.▶Restriction (I): “Curse of Sensory Seal”─Permanently seals a chosen sense.─Choice: Sight, Taste, Smell▶Restriction (II): “Curse of Short Life”─You are born with a body doomed to a short life.▶Restriction (III): “Curse of Silence”─Speaking causes you pain.When the next day came, I couldn’t see anything.

In her past life, Su Xiaofei lost everything when her father’s other daughter came, essentially ruining her life. Only at the end of her life did her half-sister Ye Mingyu, reveal the truth. Su Xiaofei wasn’t her parents’ real child, but an orphan that they chose to adopt when they found out that her adoptive mother couldn’t conceive a child.

After losing her adoptive mother and her own life, Su Xiaofei was given a chance to make it right! Returning to the days before the mother and daughter pair ruined her life, Su Xiaofei decided she would no longer be a filial child to her scum of a father, and promised not to love her trash of a husband.

Just as she thought her heart had turned cold and immune to love, a certain Young Master Lu decided to profess his undying love for her. In the last moments of her past life, Lu Qingfeng was the only one who held her limp body close and shed tears as she departed from the world of the living.

“My mind is already set. Aside from you, I will not marry someone else. Moreover, in this lifetime and the next ones, I will only have you as my wife.”

In everyone’s eyes, she was the wicked villainess, but for Lu Qingfeng, Su Xiaofei was his personal goddess.

As she navigates through her second chance at life, would Su Xiaofei be able to teach her heart not to be swayed by his love?

Mortimer Zhu is an extremely unfortunate high school student who accidentally enrolls into an academy of a dubious nature, where it is the norm to jump in front of moving trains, get dismembered during orientation, and crushed by vindictive bouncing classrooms. Can he stay alive or will he die from the rigors of school? Why have evil spirits suddenly acquired a taste for his flesh?

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They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other!When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt.That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom.Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife.Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything.Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love?Excerpt“I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!” ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger.“Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love.” He calmly grabbed her poking hand.“And what would that be, my fine sir?”“That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear.”“You—”“And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!”“You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!”“Well you are no precious prize, are you?”And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree.His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.