Summoner: Monster Girl Harem! - Chapter 153 23: Gigante Troll - Part 1

Here, only those with spiritual roots can cultivate while those with mortal roots are destined to stay mortal.

Mo Wuji only has mortal roots, but will he only remain as a mortal?

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer—an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general who brought down her family.But fate doesn't follow orders.Just as Lara was about to execute her long-planned mission, everything spiraled out of control. A military convoy intercepted her escape route—escorting none other than the general himself. And then came the moment that changed everything.A blinding crash. Screeching tires. Her body was thrown like a ragdoll, then darkness.She had a fleeting recollection of another world, another lifetime where kings ruled the land with an iron fist.But she woke up, and twelve long months had passed. She did not know where she was or who she was. She remembered nothing.They told her different names.A child with trembling hope whispered, “Mommy, your name is Moira Torres.”Her doctor insisted, “Your admission slip says Larissa Reyes.”A hardened general leaned close and commanded, “Remember who you are. Remember your mission.”Then another general—dangerously calm, incredibly familiar—looked at her as if she mattered and asked, “Can I call you Lara?”The name unlocked something buried deep in her soul.Lara Norse Kromwel.Daughter of General Odin Norse.Empress of the First Empire.But the man who watched her most closely dismissed it with cold certainty.“This is the 21st century,” he said. “What nonsense are you spouting? What Empress? You are my woman. You can only be mine!”

Create a divine statue, gather faith, refine divine power, and step into the divine position! There was originally no god in the world, but when more and more people believed, there was a god! This is a story without plug-ins! This is a story of an ant becoming a god!

“I want to see my money's worth. You belong to me now. So, strip!” he ordered coldly, taking a sip from his cognac.I fought back my tears, my trembling hands fiddling with the zipper of my shorts. His icy green eyes were latched onto my body the whole time, surveying the littlest movements I made like a predator. I was bare in front of him in no time, almost tempted to shield my body away from him with my hands.But I couldn't. Not when he had absolute control over me now.“Get on your knees and crawl to me.”••••Nylah Frost has been stuck in the underworld as a stripper long enough to have made a name for herself, but when push came to shove and her best friend's life was on the line, she broke the rules that guarded the club she worked at, sleeping with and stealing from the devil, Alpha Xavier Wilde, the most feared and ruthless Alpha, who is renowned for crushing his enemies effortlessly.When the little stripper stole from him, Xavier Wilde was extremely intrigued by her boldness, and it triggered his dark, predatory side that sought to chase after her and possess her.A sense of ownership that was supposed to be a game of endless pleasure to him soon became his undoing. How does heartless Alpha see her more than his property and an object of pleasure?Will Nylah allow herself to see past the hatred she has for him?