PREVIEW

... y nobles of the Palace of Versailles received invitations to attend a small ball that evening. The ball was hosted by Madam Vilar.

No one declined because they had danced the night before—attending a ball every night for a month was common for them, but a ball hosted by Madam Vilar was not.

The fact that the Duke Vilar was having financial difficulties was an open secret.

At 9 P.M., guests gradually arrived at the modest ballroom. After the host delivered some warm-up rem ...

YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
MTL - Longevity GourdChapter 271 bad visitor
 65.7k
2.4/5(votes)
ActionXianxia

The mountain village boy accidentally got the fairy gourd, and he rose step by step to cultivate immortality and longevity.

Ripe elixir, mortal flow.

- Description from novelbuddy

MTL - Natural Fairy SpeciesChapter 325v3 please die
 10.8k
4.5/5(votes)
FantasyMartial Arts

Born with a seed of immortality, he rose from the Han tribe at the end of the century, and embarked on the road of immortality, step by step, until he reached the other side of immortality.

Efforts will pay off. For cultivators, what better golden finger is there?

- Description from novelbuddy

Unserious Beast TamerChapter 802 - 382: A New Journey! (Grand Finale)_2
 21.2k
4.5/5(votes)
RomancePsychological

Good news: I’ve time traveled, and I have a system.

Bad news: This system is far from serious!

Xu Ran watched his pet beasts, which trembled and made bizarre noises after being given a washing and protection, became disoriented and howled all night after being fed, and behaved more and more oddly after training. He fell into deep thought.

How was he supposed to explain to these pet beasts’ Beast Masters that he was indeed a serious person?!

……………………………………………………………

Dear readers! Without any ads, maybe you will prefer .

MTL - ImperfectionsChapter 203 Sixty-eight years later.
 94.2k
4.5/5(votes)
ActionMechaRomanceSci-fi

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

—— Dickens《A Tale of Two Cities》

I made myself a ghost back to life from death, with hatred in my bones and conspiracy brewed for years, sinking into the marsh, into the abyss. All I want is to bury the rotten roots, growing thistles and thorns which can kill like upas, to stab into the hypocritical civilization.

In the bottom of the muck……I found my lucida.

- Description from Novelupdates