MTL - After The Actor Made a Match For Me, He Died Out of Jealousy - Chapter 11

At age 5, Amon unlocks the unique «Fury» genetics and is what caused his behavior to change.

After living with his grandparents for 11 years he learned to behave. For reasons he can’t know, his grandparents faked their deaths, and now he needed to move.

Now he would have to face a new challenge which was to live with his mother and stepfather and two twin sisters not linked by blood and go to school.

“Give me a group of adorable little players, and I can effortlessly overturn the other world!” – Revnor Murphy Lessenbra.Murphy finds himself reborn as a vampire in a world of sword and magic. But he’s not just any vampire – he’s a test administrator for a mysterious VR game called Reality Realm, and his unique system allows him to summon players from his own world to assist him in this dangerous, new reality.He must navigate the complexities of this new world, learning to command his players all while trying to understand the mysterious forces shaping this world.As he faces threats from all sides. He discovers that the players, despite their naivety, hold a unique strength, unfazed by death and fearless in the face of chaos. Their wild, unconventional tactics often prove more effective than the rigid strategies of established forces.He must learn to adapt to this new world, embrace his newfound vampire powers, and master the extraordinary abilities of his otherworld warriors.Murphy must decide how far he is willing to go to reach his goals – and whether he can truly control the unpredictable force he has unleashed into this world.

【Your descendants in the Immortal Cultivation World have offered a plate of snacks】【Incense Fire Value +10】【Would you like to reward your descendants?】Yang Genshuo was surprised to discover that offerings in the Immortal Cultivation Family game could actually appear in the modern world, and that modern items could also be bestowed upon descendants in the game.Years later, peculiar rumors about the Yang Family spread throughout the Immortal Cultivation World.“To break through from the Fetal Breathing Stage to the Qi Refinement Realm, one needs to refine a strand of heavenly and earth's spiritual energy. I've heard of Red Flame True Qi, Xuan Water True Qi, and Green Wood Spirit Energy, but Yang Dao-friend, this... Liquefied Natural Gas, what kind of spiritual energy is it? How is it condensed?”“I've heard that the Yang Family's Spiritual Plant Technique is incredibly sophisticated, with each mu of Spirit Rice yielding twice as much as top-tier Spirit Plant Families, all thanks to a strange secret technique the family disciples cultivate called 'hybridization'.”“The Yang Family’s art of elixirs is unrivaled in the world, with new elixirs constantly being created. It is rumored that a spirit of the elixir named 'Artificial Intelligence' tirelessly deduces elixir recipes day and night...”“Nowadays, the Thunder Cultivators of the Yang Family are exceptionally strong, all thanks to the Yang Family's effort in creating a top-tier Thunder Gathering Array. Thunder Cultivators who enter this array can increase their cultivation speed multiple times. It is said that the array eye is known as—the power station.“As the Yang Immortal Cultivation Family grew stronger, Yang Genshuo actually became the only Immortal in the modern world by consuming offerings!Years later, facing an endless stream of people ascending the mountain to seek the Dao, Yang Genshuo calmly said,”There are no immortals in this world; you must believe in science!“Then he soared away on his flying sword.

[COMPLETE] Can a royal Romeo and Juliet find their happy ending?

Ayleth, Princess of Zenithra, is secretly trained in hand-to-hand combat, and collects swear words she doesn't know how to use. During the Festival of Peace, in which every royal son on the continent will be at the castle for a month, she is instructed by her parents to find a husband. Yet, Ayleth has never even been kissed—until the very first ball, when she meets the man in the Lion mask.

Etan is a seasoned warrior, and the Prince of Summitras. He attends the Festival hoping to find a powerful wife who will help him conquer the dark sorcery of their bloodsworn enemies, the Kingdom of Zenithra. But at the very first ball, he discovers the masked woman who captures his heart is the Heir to the evil empire.

Ayleth and Etan face an impossible battle. Will their love survive? Or will their parents' dark dealings keep them apart forever?

[Mature content. No sexual violence.]

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“You…” She stepped back. Then back again, her mouth dropped open. “You… You cannot be…”

“I am,” Etan said, and his hair raked back as he pushed his mask off his handsome face. So handsome her heart raced.

His hair was ebony black, his skin a warm brown that threatened to fade in in the winter months. He stared at her with glittering green eyes, over high cheekbones and a noble nose, his jaw tight and shadowed this late in the day. His chin was high over the pillar of his neck that she’d just touched with its hard lines and steel strength, so different to her own. And his chest... She gasped and covered her eyes. She’d humiliated herself revealing her stupid, childish curiosity.

“No, Ayleth. This changes nothing.”

“How can you say that? It changes everything!” She was horrified to realize she was crying.

“Ayleth, please.” His voice cracked on the plea and she stared at him, shoving her mask up and off, despite how it would pull her hair out of the beautiful twist the maid had managed for her.

His eyes locked on hers and she couldn’t think. She couldn’t breathe.

She had met her One. And he was the son of her bloodsworn enemy.

She stared at him as he stepped forward again, offering both hands, palm up. “Touch me,” he whispered. “Hold my hands. This is real, Ayleth. I don’t know how it happened, but this is real. Please don’t deny it.”

She couldn’t resist. She raised a trembling hand to his cheek, letting her palm catch on the scruff of his jaw. He blew out a breath and put his hand over hers, and that jolt that happened whenever they touched shivered through her again.

“Please, Ayleth.”

“I cannot deny it,” she whispered.