Open a Street Stall and Sell Vigorously - Chapter 36

In his last life, he was a superstar that dominated the entertainment circle. In this life, he is a rebellious second generation wastrel.

Confronting the aunt and uncle who wants to seize the family property and getting rid of those slag friends who only know how to eat and drink…

Rong Xu: To not speak out means to perish in the silence!

From starting out as a third-rate celebrity, he had to rely on his own efforts to rise to the top of the entertainment circle, aspiring to once again sit on the throne!

Their first meeting —

Rong Xu: Hello, I’m Rong Xu. This would be our first time meeting, I would appreciate your guidance.

Qin Cheng: !!! (…Aahhh, He’s so cute! I really want to sleep with him!)

- Description from Novelupdates

The figure of the Armada seems to be still riding the wind and waves in the Atlantic Ocean, and the gold of South America still seems to flow in continuously. As Alfonso from the Bourbon family returns to the Royal Palace of Madrid where he was born, the story begins here…

- Description from novelbuddy

[Warning: R18+] She has to make the Devil fall in love within 100 days to regain her original body!

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Phantomflake's soul got separated from her body after committing suicide in front of her enemy, Nathan Sparks, the Supreme Leader of Syphiruz Mafia.

She woke up only to find out that her body (which was in a coma state) was being held captive by Nathan 'the Devil!', who was trying to prolong her life. And what was his motive? To kill her by his own hand and torture her to death!

Nathan has a deep resentment against Phantomflake as she was the one who assassinated the most precious person in his life. He wanted revenge!

And things just got more exciting when a magical creature appeared in front of Phantom's soul, giving her a ridiculous mission in exchange of regaining her body back.

“Make him fall in love with you within 100 days!” The flying creature said, pointing his small paws at Nathan who expressionlessly stood next to her sickbed.

With her eyes going round, Phantomflake made an 'you-got-to-be-kidding-me' face at the flying creature.

No way! That's a mission impossible! This guy loathed her so much. How would she do that??!

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Excerpt:

“I did everything! Why don't you like me?”

He just shrugged his shoulders and looked at her expressionlessly, making Abigail more annoyed.

Abi: “I cooked for you!”

Nathan: “You almost poisoned me.”

Abi: “I clean your big mansion!”

Nathan: “You broke our century-aged vase family heirloom.”

Abi: “I serenade you!”

Nathan: “You are out of tune.”

Abi: “I took the bullet for you!”

Nathan: “I didn't ask you to do that.”

Abigail squinted her eyes at this cold-hearted devil. She's losing her patience.

Abi: “I almost stripped in front of you but you didn't even react!”

Nathan: “You didn't take all your clothes off.”

Abi: “...”

This time… his lips twitched, smirking at her

Abigail rolled her eyes skyward as she realized that the devil was just teasing her. 'Pervert!'

“Fine. I give up! It's so hard to seduce a robot!” She murmured.

She was about to turn around and leave when suddenly a pair of strong arms caught her by her waist. Then she just felt her body being pushed on the wall.

Nathan's face was now a few centimeters away from hers. She could feel his fresh breath fanning her cheek. “If you want to seduce me then do it properly!”

'Shit! What is he trying to do here?' Abi's heart was thumping like a drum roll inside her chest. Her mind went blank.

Before she knew it, she just found herself being kissed by the devil hungrily and aggressively.

'Damn?! Is this for real? The Devil is kissing me?!'

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.