A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Immortal Realm - Chapter 1392: Freedom

The truant king Tang Xiaowan was poisoned and forced to hide in a secret passage.After escaping danger, she traveled to numerous cities. In the process of drawing out the mastermind behind the scenes, the truth gradually came to light, revealing that it all related closely to a certain plant.Tang Xiaowan had her own plans, not only aiming to save her life and succeed in academics, love, and career, but also to seek revenge using the other party's methods.

“I will not be defined as a ‘wolfless deviant’I will not be a pawn in the 'games Alphas play'And I refuse to be mated to the stranger who crashed into my life and turned everything upside down…Only that might be my biggest challenge yet.”Those were the words Lyla chanted to herself as she left the annual werewolf gala, drenched in her sweat and her pheromones.Only days ago, she was a happy teenager existing in the human world – trying to get through college and go far away, forget everything she’s been through and start life afresh but now, she’s in the middle of the gala, sprawled on the ground with her desires in everyone’s face and Alpha Ramsey Kincaid – the Lycan leader of the White Moon Throne extending his hands towards her.If she takes it, she would bring dishonour to her family because she is in no state to be mingling with anyone, talk more of the Lycan leader who was out of her league and if she refuses, she risks being sent to the pack prison for not taking better care of herself during her heat - Yes, it was a crime for her to be without a wolf.But when he touches her, something inside her stirs…Desires?Yes!Powers hidden by the moon goddess?Yes!And maybe just maybe, the stirrings of her missing wolf whose voice can calm feral wolves and heal …Can she learn to trust this man whose mouth says a different thing and his hands speak another language or would she become a pawn – a piece of chess in the games ‘Alphas play’?One thing’s for certain- Lyla Woodlands was done being the pack’s little, dirty ‘wolfless deviant’. It’s time this wolfless wonder showed them what she’s made of.#Slow burn#Wispy old prophecies# Love Triangle - ML and FL best friend#Villian in love with FL

Life from birth has been nothing but hell. I lost my parents to some stupid aristocrats whom they offended. Executed for no good reason.

My relatives abandoned me and pushed me aside. They feared for their lives and left me and my sister to starve and wander the streets alone!

No, this is worse than hell!

I watched my sister die of starvation. Her lips were dry and her feet bloody. Her nails were broken and her fingers riddled with cuts. She struggled in my hands and after a few seconds of struggle she passed away. She seemed joyful in death so I prayed mine will come just as swift and merciful as hers.

So I stayed in the alleyway, alone with her rotten corpse awaiting my fate for God knows how long. I could see it already. The darkness encroaching from all sides

Everyone said death is scary but I say it’s the end! Who needs life after death? What is the need for reincarnation?

Who would want to return to this crazy world?

“It’s not yet time for you to go… You have one more task to accomplish as my host” A voice called out to me.

I could barely see or speak but how can I miss such a beautiful face? It was an extremely handsome man who gazed at me with tender eyes.

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“Haven’t I suffered enough? Can’t I just rest?” I cried out. Why would I want to stay back in such a cruel world?

“Don’t you want to avenge the death of your parents? Don’t you want to become something greater? I can make that happen!” The beautiful man said with an alluring voice.

“You… Who are you?” I asked with an anxious heart.

My parents always said God is the only one who cares about me! Maybe in my final hours, he has come to save me.

“Call me Death…”

Reborn Holy Soul Village, nicknamed Aman, the eighteenth generation of ancestors innate soul power zero, awakened third-level green hatchet, no soul ring, no soul skills, fights rely on flat cuts, if you feel uncomfortable, come and cut me.

Also known as “I was born a commoner, a rich family daughter fell in love with me” “This person clearly wastes martial arts…

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