Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter - Chapter 595: The Princess’s Marriage, a Minister’s Daughter Came with Her

Transmigrated into a flesh ball, my father swung a sword to chop me, why does this storyline seem so familiar?Have I become Nezha?A great cultivator from the Earth's end-times era transmigrates into Nezha. Watch as the young man navigates the prehistoric world, cutting through illusions, slaying dragon sons, subduing the Dragon Palace, and breaking heaven's barriers!

Three years ago, when Sovereign Union disbanded, gaming genius Mo Bei laid low and went into seclusion.

Three years later, she returns with a concealed name, disguised as a man.

Despite being scorned and loathed, she ultimately reascends to the thone, causing a sensation in the entire nation!

Handsome but aloof, pursued by countless fans, he was the famous King of the eSports scene.

Dark Flares’ Captain, who was known for his looks, was even more famous for his ambiguous playing style.

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When she first joined the team, he told her, “Know your place. Do not try to have inordinate ambitions.”

Subsequently, when her identity was exposed, he looked up from his seat at the table and stood up gradually. “Are you thinking of deserting me after marrying me in the game? Hmm?”

Sequel to National School Prince Is A Girl! Mo Bei is the disciple of NSPG’s Almighty Qin. Join him as he too becomes one!

Mutation, Bloodline, Ancient, Parasite, Domain, Externality.

These six series of supernatural powers range from Level 0 to 4, with traces of their existence found throughout the development of mankind and society.

On to modern society, with the changes to the environment on Earth, when the first Level 5 Ability User appeared and caused a calamity to the world, Ability Users have become a form of decisive military power.

Teenage Justice Li Anping, after getting the strongest and most evil ability throughout history, will walk the path of justice and eventually his fall towards evil, and finally reach the peak of the food chain.

The entire mankind’s nightmare is about to descend, the earth will become a giant slaughterhouse, and none shall escape the terror.

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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.