PREVIEW

... tasting it and my mouth is melting. I wish I could have it every day…"


"It's not a problem," Xuefeng said calmly and asked the waitress who was still nearby, "How much of this wine you have in stock?"


"Uhmm…" It was not a typical question one would ask, causing the waitress to falter for a moment. "We have about ten barrels left…"


"Great. I will take all of them then. You can prepare them for me," Xuefeng ordered, celebrating his decision with a sip of wine ...

YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
MTL - Devil King From The Otherworldly DimensionChapter 784 season finale
 321.7k
3.1/5(votes)
ActionEcchiFantasyHarem

A soul named Wu Ling Feng transferred into a male magician character in DNF, that very moment Devil King’s journey officially began…

Enemies magic needs to be chanted, his doesn’t require such, it’s instantaneous magic. His second skill actually allows him to summon permanent dolls, whining Loli dolls, royal sister dolls, whatever he wants…

Loli girl : Onii-chan, don’t do that, it will be painful, ar…

- Description from Novelupdates

MTL - Interstellar Fairy TaleChapter 197 extra
 40.2k
3.5/5(votes)
Yaoi

In the year 3021 of the Western calendar, the last world war broke out and the earth was destroyed.
A group of survivors left their homes to settle on new planets. New races, new classes are born. Cities began to be built, countries rose one after another, conflicts between different races intensified, and social order was re-established…
The transformation from a survivor to an aggressor was but a moment.
This is a world where the strong are respected and the fittest survive.
Shang Ping was reborn from the earth in the 21st century to this planet. The moment he woke up, his fate had already begun to change.

Content Labels: Strong Soul Conversion Court Marquis Heaven’s Chosen
Search keywords: Protagonist: Shang Ping ┃ Supporting roles: Solan Edrich, Liu Xi, Austin ┃ Others: future time and space, battleship, interstellar war, rebirth, distant starry sky

- Description from novelbuddy

Strongest Swordman’s Re:STARTChapter 126: Doubt
 83.9k
4.0/5(votes)
ActionAdventureFantasyGender Bender

A swordsman hailed as the strongest has reached his end, and was reborn as an elven girl.

This is the story of the swordsman only knowing how to kill in his past life aiming to be the best healer as a girl.

In the final battle against a monstrous entity with his teammates, the strongest swordsman, the Hero’s mentor and the only one in their party incapable of magic yet the most skilled with the sword, sacrificed his life to end the battle once and for all. Reincarnated as an elf girl, the strongest swordsman decided to live a different life from his blood-stained past and pursue the magic that he has never used before.

As a girl, she apprenticed under the old potion maker and healer of the village to be like someone she had admired in her previous life while keeping her condition sharp with sword training as she had done in her past life.

After learning the ways of a healer and convincing the elf village that she is capable enough of leaving for the outside world, she hitched a ride with a party of adventurers passing by the village and went out to see how the world has changed.

THE DEATH KNELLChapter 67: War of God’s and Shadows
 6
4.5/5(votes)
FantasyActionAdventureHarem

war, blood, and betrayal carved him into something else. A legend. A killer. A mercenary whose name struck fear into both criminals and so-called heroes alike.But now, the world had changed. Lines blurred between right and wrong, between justice and vengeance. Should he step into the light, wear the mask of a hero, and fight for a cause greater than himself? Or should he embrace the darkness that had always been his home, a place where morality was just another illusion?“Don’t box me in with your shallow ideas of good and evil,” he muttered, his voice calm but edged with danger. “I do what I want, when I want.”The air was thick with tension as he moved like a shadow through the dimly lit room. The writer had no time to react—one moment, he was scribbling nonsense about legends and myths; the next, a cold barrel pressed against the back of his head.The figure smirked beneath his mask, eyes gleaming with something between amusement and menace.“You wanna write fiction?” he whispered. “Then let me show you how real legends are made.”A single gunshot shattered the silence.As the writer’s body slumped over the desk, the man holstered his weapon, stepping into the faint glow of a flickering neon light.“It’s that simple,” he said, his voice unwavering. “I’m Deathstroke.”