Traversing back to the ancient Prime Martial World from modern age, Austin finds himself in a younger body as he wakes up. Yet, the young man he possesses was a miserable dimwit, what a bummer! But it doesn't matter as his mind is sound and clear. Possessing this younger and stronger body, he will fight his way to become the God of martial arts, and rule the whole Martial World!
Violet Orchid Empire, Sun Mountain, Sun Sect.
The Sun Mountains were one of the main mountain ranges in the territory of the Violet Orchid Empire. The base of Sun Sect was located on the Sun Mountain as it was the highest peak.
At the foot of the Sun Mountain was a large area filled with terraced houses. These were scattered across the flatness of the terrain. This residential area was where the Sun Sect's grunt disciple lived.
It was a cool and pleasant morning. The sun had just begun to peek from behind the eastern horizon. The sky looked as fresh and clean as a rose that had blossomed after a whole night's rain. The soft, fragile rays of sunlight gleamed faintly and tenderly down on the terraced houses of the grunt disciples.
The mountains, the houses, and the looming trees were swathed in the light of the newborn sun and the cool, fresh morning air. A little away from the residential area of grunt disciples, in a secluded corner of the mountain foot, a small, shabby cottage was situated.
A stumpy young man walked toward a cottage from the forest. He looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. With the steamed buns in each of his hands that had by now turned cold and hard, he strode toward the cottage. When he reached it, he pushed open the door with his foot and stepped in.
The space inside the cottage was minimal. The room was almost empty as the young man owned very little.
A discolored table, a shaky and cracked wooden chair, and a bed were the only furniture in the room.
The sturdy young man put the buns on the table and walked to the bed.
An unconscious young man lay on the bed. His face was pale, his breath was deep and slow, and his clothes were torn and ragged.
His clothes were covered with blood spots from the many fights he had been in. He was also about sixteen or seventeen years old, but there was something about him that made it seem as though he were older. The smell of blood wafted in the air.
The sturdy young man's name was Evan. He was a grunt disciple of the Sun Sect.
"Tin? Tin?"
Evan shouted as he tried to wake the young man on the bed. However, the man did not respond. His eyes stayed closed as he remained lost in his unconscious world.
Evan was a rather coarse and vulgar fellow. He was the kind of person who would always follow his emotions and would never give any thought or consideration to his actions.
Seeing that his buddy was still not moving, he felt uneasy and worried. Agitated, Evan paced back and forth in the small space of the room. A few moments later, he returned to the bedside and tried to wake the other man once more.
"Tin, please wake up! You are scaring the hell out of me. Today is the third day, and you are still unconscious. Are you just going to die like this? At such a young age when you have so many things to see and when you haven't fulfilled your dream?
Were you ever worried about me? If you die, I will be all alone at Sun Sect. I won't have a single friend to talk to. You cannot be so selfish. Please wake up for my sake, as well as for your own, OK?"
Tears rushed out of his eyes like the surging water from an open sluice. Evan continued in this hoarse, broken voice," Tin, you used to protect me. With you by my side, no one dared to bully me or humiliate me. You were the one who would always stand up and teach those bastards lessons. I always wondered what good things I had done to earn an incredible friend like you.
But when others bullied you, I could do nothing. What a useless friend I am to you! I must have disappointed you so much. I am really sorry, buddy. Please don't die! Please don't leave me alone!"
As the sorrow in his heart intensified, Evan's reaction gradually changed from sobbing to wailing.
The sound of his cry was so loud in the small, confined space of the cottage that the straw ceiling seemed to tremble with his howl.
"Tin, I have no intention to live in this world if you die. It is all because of those bastards. Wait, buddy, I will go and kill them."
After saying that, Evan turned and rushed out to seek revenge.
He had always been like this. Driven by his feelings, Evan would do whatever came to his mind at once.
However, just as he was about to step out, his ears caught the sound of the other man grumbling in discontent.
"What is that noise? Oh, my ears! I feel I am going deaf!
Who is making that awful sound?" The man in the bed knitted his brows at the sound of Evan's cry.
Evan halted at once and turned.
He saw the man in the bed raising his arm faintly in the air and trying to clutch onto something. Evan rushed back to the wooden bed and clasped his raised hand into his own as he exclaimed in excitement," Tin! It is me, Evan. How are you feeling?"
'Tin? It has been so long since anyone called me by that name.'
The name brought back memories of his past life. 'Yes, it was them. Only buddies who played Basketball with me when I was at school knew and called me by this name.'
Austin gradually pulled himself from his memories and focused on the present. He felt a sharp, shooting pain streak across his forehead as he tried to move. He didn't dare to think harder.
He opened his eyes slowly. The sunlight penetrated through the cracks in the straw ceiling and scattered on his face. Austin narrowed his eyes and tried to recall where he was. He looked around the small, shabby room.
Austin was taken aback with surprise. 'Where am I?
How did I end up in such an old cottage? Who brought me here? Am I dreaming? What is this place?' Austin's mind earnestly sought answers to his questions. He winced as the effort worsened the headache.
Austin was an ordinary employee of a company in the beautiful, prosperous, coastal S city, which belonged to Cathay Nation.
After graduating from college, Austin came to S city with his girlfriend. They wished to pursue their careers and start their life together in S city as a new chapter.
After a few years of dedicated work, Austin was promoted from his worker position to Deputy Director of the Sales department. The promotion was a joyous event as it inevitably brought hope and more enthusiasm to his spirit. He worked harder than ever.
However, things were not as smooth as he expected. A sudden, horrible incident struck his soaring career.
He said, "You were ours from the second we saw you," as though I had no say in the matter, but in reality, I didn't have to since he was correct. They were unaware that they were also mine, even as I was theirs. One invitation to a public open house. One second, one opportunity. Then everything was changed. Sophia knew she had to go when she received an invitation to the city's most prestigious BDSM club. Bondage, dominance, surrender, and pain are all entwined. She had only ever desired it. This time, despite her own timidity and doubts trying to stop her, she would dare herself to pursue her goals. Her body had cried out for it before, but she was too scared. She was prepared now. With its passionate bondage, immoral sex, and the most delightful suffering Sophia had ever experienced, Passion's Haven was the most elite club in New York. She was finally on the verge of achieving everything she had ever wanted, but there was one issue: the men. Even the naivest woman may become drenched in passion after meeting Ethan, the proprietor of Passion's Haven. His voice was as nasty as the dirtiest fantasy you had ever had, yet it was also as delicate as silk. Every woman's fantasy, Mario was a charming professor who was soiled in private and a gentleman in public. The resident bad boy of the trio is Gideon. proprietor of one of the city's most well-known nightclubs. A tremendous storm lurked behind his serene, stone exterior, poised to subdue the object of his obsession. Sophia discovered three masters when she was searching for a single dominant. "Your pussy begs for us to use it; it's dripping." Gorgeous, do you want that? Would you like us to provide your cunt with what it desires? This book contains steamy, erotic scenes, age-gap romance with multiple men, and filthy language.
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
Ethan always viewed Nyla as a compulsive liar, while she saw him as aloof and insensitive. Nyla had cherished the notion that she was dear to Ethan, yet she felt coldly rejected when she realized her place in his heart was insignificant. No longer trying to break through his coldness, she stepped back, only for him to alter his approach unexpectedly. She challenged him, "If you trust me so little, why keep me around?" Ethan, who had once carried himself with pride, now stood before her with a humble plea. "Nyla, I've made mistakes. Please don't walk away from me."
After five years of marriage, my husband is always absent on my birthday. No gifts, no blessings. He said, "I've given you the money, buy whatever you want." But he started preparing for Fiona's birthday half a month in advance. He said, "She's different, she only has me." As the sole survivor of a unexpected fire, he has been heartbroken for over a decade. Watching Fiona in Moments holding a cake and kissing his face. I slowly commented. 【Just this useless person, I'm giving him to you.】
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."