Marriage of the Di Daughter - Chapter 140.1: Part 1: Issue an Order

Xu Xiang is a doomsday survivor who survived for forty years. Before she could fulfill her dream of becoming the overlord, she died.Opening her eyes, she returned to the fifteen years before the doomsday began. With the help of her family heirloom the dragon and phoenix ring, she hoards supplies and prepares to welcome the doomsday.Unfortunately, she was betrayed by her own family and died the night before the doomsday begins. With hatred in her heart, she swallowed the dragon and phoenix ring and jumped off the cliff.When she opened her eyes again, she was still alive, but arrived in a world that was plagued by endless wars and constant natural disasters. Although she's lucky enough to get another chance, she's unknowingly drawn into political turmoil where someone may be killed without knowing who the killer is.Can she survive in this ancient world that is more dangerous and full of hidden dangers than her own? Can she find the courage to trust someone else again? After two lifetimes, can she find her own happiness?

I’ve had my fair share of weird wake-ups, but opening my eyes in Black Clover as some no-name extra? That’s a new one, and let me tell you—it’s not exactly the dream reincarnation scenario. Turns out, I’m Sebastian Silva, a guy so insignificant he’s barely a footnote in the series. Oh, and did I mention I’m the father of Noelle Silva and the husband of Acier Silva, the most badass woman in the Clover Kingdom? Yeah, talk about pressure.The kids hate me, my wife barely acknowledges me, and my role in the family is pretty much non-existent. But now that I’ve got my past life’s memories and a second chance, I’m not about to let things slide. With Acier on her deathbed, family dysfunction through the roof, and powerful players lurking in the shadows, I’ve got a lot on my plate.Saving my wife? Reconnecting with my children? Staying under the radar of the Wizard King and some seriously dangerous enemies? It’s not the easiest transmigration, but hey—we’ll live with it.*NOTE: Although all chapters will be written by me, to maintain daily upload, and not lower quality, because I have many time commitments like university, work, etc. Chapter's will be subjected to revision and editing through Grammarly AI.

Young and filial Fu Ting loved her father above all things, so when she had the chance to turn things around from her father’s past, she promised to follow through her mission until the very end.Fu Ting, daughter of a famous actor, watched as her father succumbed to his untimely fall from stardom and his eventual passing. When met with her own demise, the heavens granted her something no one could only dream of⁠—time travel to amend her father’s murky past. Although Fu Pei was a⁠ supposedly⁠ cold-hearted young boy, he could not help but care for his daughter…wait. This is his daughter?!Read a tale of great love, unconditional devotion, and a sprinkle of comedy with us. Just a word of precaution: don’t underestimate Fu Ting!

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”