MTL - Civilization of Azeroth: Start the Great Pyramid - Chapter 358 Elemental Lords and Guardian Dragons

worlds and transform into the ultimate badass! I'm aiming for 1,000 chapters by the end of next year!! Join me on this journey!Meet Alex, a 28-year-old loser and internet troll who spent his life glued to his PC, binging anime, games, and movies. His story comes to an abrupt end… or so he thinks. Instead of a peaceful afterlife, Alex wakes up in the Fantasy Realm, a chaotic universe where different fictional worlds collide, and survival is anything but guaranteed.This fanfiction is inspired by Terror Infinity, Reincarnation Paradise, and The Ultimate Evolution.Explore Iconic Worlds: Dive into your favorite fictional universes like One Piece, Hunter x Hunter, Naruto, Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Mass Effect, and more!A Unique Cast of Characters: Follow a small but very diverse cast with unique abilities that set them apart from others. Expect a small, growing harem where every member is meaningful! No “trophy” waifus here. Each character remains integral to the story.A Relatable MC: Meet a realistic, flawed, and fast-growing main character who faces relentless trials to survive. Will he sacrifice his morals for survival? The Thrill of Progression: Experience the thrill of getting stronger, mastering new skills, and surviving deadly missions and battles. Watch how the main character collects rare and powerful items, each with unique strengths, weaknesses, and requirements.For those interested in the specific worlds. Warning Spoiler:First arc: One PieceSecond arc: Final Fantasy 9Third arc: The PurgeFourth arc: HxHCurrent arc: Harry PotterConfirmed arcs: One Piece (revisited), Naruto, Harry Potter (revisited), HxH (revisited), Star Wars, Mass effect, LotR, PotC, Stargate

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.

They call him Ghost.A name whispered in fear across warzones, black markets, and underworld circles.To the world, he's a phantom—a faceless mercenary who leaves no trace but bodies in his wake.To his enemies, he’s a death sentence.To his brothers-in-arms in Graveyard, he’s family.But to himself... he's a haunted man searching for a past stolen in gunfire and smoke.After a flawless mission deep in the Eastern Province, Ghost returns to the hidden forest base he's called home for sixteen years. Yet the victory is short-lived. His foster father, the commander delivers an unexpected order:“That was your last mission.”Now, Ghost—real name Miles Sterling—must step out of the shadows of war and into a world he’s never known. Guided only by a scarred letter, a fading memory, and the voice of a woman he hasn’t seen since the day everything was taken from him.But war forged more than his body and name.Behind the mask, behind the scars, Miles has another secret.One he’s kept hidden even from his brothers in arms.He’s not just a weapon.He’s a ghost with a fortune—a hidden empire he built in silence, across borders and black markets, forged in strategy and blood.A man of many names, and many shadows.Beneath the bullets, tattoos, and silence lies a truth buried in ashes.And Ghost is about to dig it up—one letter, one enemy, one memory at a time.

[Delicate little fairy VS ruthless villain boss] Sweet pet article.

Lin Qianxiao, the princess of the fairy world, accidentally got cannon fodder when she was watching the gods fighting.

After waking up, she transmigrated into a book written by her old opponent to smear her, and became the short-lived female partner of the same name in the book.

The female supporting role was originally a wealthy daughter, but she did a good job. She cheated on the villain’s boss husband, angered her mother-in-law to death, and finally, was tortured by the villain’s husband’s revenge and died tragically in a mental hospital.

Fortunately, Lin Qian smiled before the death of the original female supporting role. In order to avoid the same tragic ending as the original owner, she tried to please her mother-in-law and hugged the villain’s thigh tightly.

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When he first got married, Jiang Zhi drove his newlywed wife to sleep on the sofa, and warned her coldly: “If you don’t want to be cleaned up, just be more obedient.”

Later, Lin Qian smiled impatiently with the energetic Jiang Zhi, hugged the pillow and threatened, “I’m going to sleep on the sofa tonight!”

Jiang Zhi clasped his wife’s slender waist, pampering and coaxing: “I promise I won’t do anything.”

the next day.

The sun was shining outside the window, and the man was lazy in bed. Lin Qianxiao ran to throw off the quilt, but was pressed into his arms by the man, and his warm breath sprayed her ears, “You woke me up.”

Lin Qian blushed with embarrassment and protested angrily, “I just told you to get up.”

Jiang Zhi kissed her with a smile on his dark eyes.

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