The Three-and-a-Half Years Old Baby is Pampered by Eight Uncles! - Chapter 16

Years ago when she was only a young girl, Rose ran away with her two friends Alexander and Mathias, just when they were about to be branded as slaves and sold to work in a brothel. Misfortunate fell on the group as Mathias became stuck and to save them, Rose sacrificed herself to distract the brothel owner’s son Graham who hunted them.Rose made her friends promise that in exchange for her sacrifice, they would return to free her. As the years passed and Rose reunited with her friends, she learned that all promises would not be kept.Stuck in a brothel with a man who wishes to turn her into his woman, Rose starts an unexpected relationship with Zayne Hamilton, a general of another kingdom. Zayne offers to buy her from Graham and opens the way for her sacrifice to not be forgotten.

Born with amazing talent and mastery of the sword, at age 13 he awakened his memory about the world thus setting out his own journey and create a world that is for himself and his crew onlyAt the age of seventeen, he went to sea, joined the Rocks Pirates, participated in the Battle of God Valley, plundered the treasures of the Celestial Dragons, formed his own pirate group, competed for the throne of the Four Emperors in the New World, and became the world's number one swordsman.The most powerful attack and the most powerful defense are gathered in one person, and finally became the strongest in the world.Before the war on the top, he helped Whitebeard restore his peak strength. When Whitebeard attracted the attention of the whole world, Li Yuan led his pirate group to attack the Celestial Dragon Holy Land Mary Geoise...

Have you ever thought about cheating in real life?That’s exactly what happened to Eryke—one fateful day, while lazing on the couch, his life changed forever.Because he Awakened the SSS-Rank Clone Talent and everything became possible.From Dragon King to Telekinetic Grandmaster, from Heavenly Demon to Jiangshi King to Martial Lord, Book Taming!?...Eryke didn’t just gain power; he became the power itself.With titles stacking like second nature, the world became his playground.“With this broken cheat in my hands, anything is possible!”

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death.Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine.---“I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached.He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here.“Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?”I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place.“What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze.---A Dangerous ObsessionCan she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction?A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation.---LYCAN KING CASSIANI will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones.Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce.And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave.She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.