My Cold and Beautiful Wife - Chapter 2589

DISCLAIMERS!:Strong Violence. Strong language. Strong sexual content. It is advised that if you are below the age of at least 17, you should not read the novel. The novel contains graphic violence, such as vivid descriptions of action scenes and their aftermath, and graphic sexual content, such as strong nudity and sex.---Official Discord: Discord server: https://discord.gg/zqwEwsmK---What happens when the God of Destruction gets so bored with living his perfect life? Well, he reincarnates. He reincarnates in the mortal realm, catching everyone's attention as he discovers his abilities, and surprises everyone with the level of dedication he has to becoming the strongest being traversing among the mortals. He makes new friends and allies, meets new villains, and even gets targeted by the most notorious syndicate in the world, all the while loving Freya and escaping from Apollo's wrath, as it's a mortal vs. a God. He would die in a nanosecond, which is generous, in front of Apollo, as a mortal. Join Nova on his adventure, as he traverses through the Realms, seeking the pain and excitement that drives his soul crazy like a madman.

Kazura was selected as the winner on a lottery that he bought on a whim and received ¥4,000,000,000 (4 billion yen).

He took her as payment.He never expected to fall for her fire.When Mira Valente’s brother vanishes with cartel money, the mafia comes knocking—and she’s the price.Cold, ruthless, and untouchably powerful, Jace Romano doesn’t need a wife. But Mira? She’s defiant, sharp-tongued, and everything he wasn’t prepared for.Forced into a marriage she never wanted, Mira enters a world ruled by silence, blood, and shadows. Jace may own her freedom, but not her soul. She refuses to break, even as the lines between hate and desire begin to blur.But when secrets surface, betrayals cut deep, and war brews on all sides, Mira and Jace must choose: destroy each other—or fight to survive something neither of them ever saw coming.A slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers mafia romance filled with power, passion, and the kind of love that could ruin them both… or make them unstoppable.

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”