I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch - Chapter 433 - 406. Miss Mu Who Never Breaks a Promise

On the Great Land of China, forces clashed for the sake of supremacy and Bloodline Warriors ran amok; the conflict of the strong threatened to shatter heaven and earth. A young man named Lu Li—nothing more than a humble Coffin Carrier from the Northern Desert—came along with Lu Ling, his sister. The two were regarded as puny insects and bullied, but little did people know that Lu Li had the strongest Bloodline of them all in him.

He mounted the most handsome of horses and drank the strongest of wines;

He bedded the most beautiful of ladies and murdered the most hated of people;

He told a huge lie and carried with him an ill-reputation undeserved;

He traveled all by his lonesome and danced with devils;

He had given his word that he would come back, that he would be strong.

And it was because of this that she was still waiting in the city—alone.

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Luo Qi learned that her fiancé was cheating emotionally before receiving their marriage certificate, so she broke up with him decisively and called off the wedding.

Her now ex-fiancé was a rising star in the capital venture circle. In the eyes of her relatives, it’s impossible for her to find another man with better conditions than her ex-fiancé at her age. Even her fiancé felt the same way.

That night, Jiang Shenghe, the big boss of the Yuanwei group, suddenly asked her, “Luo Qi, do you want to try with me?”

Luo Qi looked at Jiang Shenghe in astonishment, tongue-tied.

The third son of the Jiang family stood at the top of the elite circle. She was completely different from him, and his so-called trying was nothing more than a whim to play tricks with her. She can’t afford it.

Luo Qi was thinking of finding a reason to reject him. Jiang Shenghe looked at her, and said again: “It’s not a whim, I’ve had you in my thoughts for seven years.”

This year was the seventh year she has been in his heart.

Luo Qi didn’t expect that when she was twenty-nine years old, she went crazy once, hiding the truth from everyone, and obtained a flash marriage certificate with her boss. He said: “The person you want to marry may not be me, but the person I want to marry has always been you .

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What happens when a goddess falls in love with a shifter?Asara; the goddess of love, was punished by her father, the god of thunder.Her crime being falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha.To pay for her sins she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc; a mortal Princess in the magical Kingdom of Speldaria.Her family and kingdom, except her middle sister, shunned her for she was born without any magical abilities and she had no recollections of her true identity.Her betrothed, the powerful mage commander of the Speldaria, was unbothered by her. He wished for someone strong.Cassandra’s life was toppled when she was gifted a warrior slave by the mighty Alpha of Dusartine. She was asked to take part in the Yearly Arena Event by collaborating with the warrior.Cassandra who hated ‘The Arena’ with her very breath. A place where blood flowed like wine and life was cheaper than the very air they breathed didn't understand her purpose in it.On top of that, the mysterious warrior affected her in unimaginable ways.His hypnotic gaze unsettled her.His rare essence overwhelmed her.His muscular bronzed body consumed her with sinful thoughts.Even the dreams of her past life plagued her.When ‘The Arena' began the hidden agendas and underlying truths came to light and Cassandra was played a hand of fate. She was left with no choice but to give in and choose a path.The question would be.How will Cassandra grapple once she learns of the curse placed on her?Will she be able to obtain her magical abilities and stand up to her father?Who will help her along the journey?~Excerpt~Then she felt him, all of him.All his ruggedness.The strength of his arm.The softness of his lips.The grip of his hand.The warmth of his breath.Every muscle in her body went taut at the implications of sleeping in a man’s arms. She had never slept in a male’s embrace before.Her whole skin tingled like tiny sparks dancing on the very parts that connected with him.The crevices of her brain had these memories which weren't hers. This touch somehow didn't seem foreign to her. She felt safe in his soothing embrace and didn't wish to push him away and yet she knew this was far from appropriate.Cassandra tried to wriggle out of his hold, his arms seemed to be built from iron for they wouldn't budge.The light garment she had worn had lifted from her milky thigh baring it as his bronzed muscular one was draped on it.And now she could sense something poking her back. Her eyes suddenly expanded from the realisation and Cassandra fully panicked.“Let go!” She voiced out, heavily.Siroos slowly lifted his leg and slackened his hold on her waist so she could shuffle away. He had awakened when she had stiffened for the first time but wished to behold what she would try.With eyes blown wide she stole a glance towards the man who had her wrapped in his embrace like a precious treasure, his treasure.His molten gold eyes had flickered open and there was this softness and want with which he stared at her.Those soft brown curls cascaded over his eyes as he forgot to blink, watching the timeless beauty that she was. Her one-of-a-kind fragrance was a torture to his senses.How he wished to grab her dainty ankle, pull her from it and have her sprawled underneath him. To kiss the very skin that oozed such scent which was driving him insane.Instead, he bent his arm and placed it under his cheek using it like a pillow to watch her with desire-filled eyes.The awkward lull between them prolonged as Cassandra cleared her throat.“Did you have to climb on me to sleep?”“It wasn't intentional but was certainly enticing and definitely won't be the last time.” His deeply hypnotic voice was even more alluring this early in the morning as it resonated all around her.

A young man sat on a chair and looked out at the ocean. With one wisp of Spirit Qi, he could point anywhere on this vast and expansive world, pointing at any place that didn’t look right.