MTL - Crimson Comes - Chapter 285 God of Calamity

On a certain day, Xu Xing suddenly received yin-yuan eyes; he could see a red string between lovers. Then he discovered that he had a tight connection to his own left hand.

Xu Xing: I TM …… will I be ‘solo’ for life? : )

The second day.

Xu Xing suspected that he had seen a pair of ‘gay’s. The left side of the boy’s body had two red strings. The one in front was tied to his hand, the one in the back was tied to the boy’s right side.

The bottom of Xu Xing’s body suddenly tightened. Trembling in fear, he turned his head — only to see his ‘local area’ connected to a red string tied into a beautiful, intimate bow that was attached to the school grass sitting behind him ~

Xu Xing: Excuse me???

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“Why is this happening…?”

Mia Luna Tearmoon, Princess of the Tearmoon Empire, muttered to herself as she stood shackled on the execution platform.

The faces of the spectators surrounding her were, without exception, filled with indignation.

Before long, Mia was executed at the hands of the revolutionists, who were fed up with the heavy taxation.

But the next moment, she unexpectedly found herself lying on her bed.

It was eight years ago, when she was just a mere kid.

For a while, Mia even wondered if she was hallucinating. However, what appeared on her bedside table was a bloodstained diary that she had written herself.

That day, Mia’s screams could be heard echoing throughout the palace.

Mia was not a vicious person by nature. She was simply incapable of understanding the pain and hunger of others, and by the time she discovered it, it was already too late to do anything.

After she regressed back to her childhood, Mia struggled hard to trace back the events of the past with the help of her blood-stained diary and memories.

Was it to save the future of a declining empire?

Was it to save the soldiers who died in the civil war?

Was it to save the people from famine?

No, she had only one goal.

To avert her fate of facing the guillotine (execution)!

In order to explore the mysteries of the soul, the Solar System Alliance secretly formed a genius organization, the Apocalypse Youth Class, which brought together talented young people from the four major federations in the solar system. , archives have become taboo.

Five years later, the Tianjing Jiwu A-level Military Academy, which returned from the Pan-Solar System Mecha Competition, welcomed the first place in the mecha preparatory class in Asia like a pie from the sky, and began to rebuild. The road, but this is only the beginning, incredible things began to appear frequently, but the center of the vortex was an unknown second-year student.

Mecha, the ultimate romance for men.

It has been almost eight years since the last Star Wars Storm. Let’s feel the charm of science fiction together. This is also the ultimate version of the Storm series.

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#Rated 18-Mature ThemesViolet’s life was never her own—her father’s crushing debt made sure of that. But when the debt collector kidnaps her as payment, she takes a desperate deal: become a servant and spy on the mysterious and tyrannical Lord Cain, the ruler of her Werewolf district.There’s just one catch: Lord Cain only permits male servants in his house.Disguised as a boy, Violet cuts her hair, flattens her chest, and dons a voice-altering band to pull off the deception. Everything goes according to plan—until Cain, a man known for his cold personality starts to take a peculiar interest in her.Violet’s disguise becomes a prison as she battles her own growing attraction to him. But this is no love story. Cain’s obsession to her is dangerous. Beneath his icy gaze lies a mind fractured by years of affliction by a curse.A curse made by Violet's biological mother: A powerful witch.*************“TAKE IT OFF!”Violet’s knees nearly buckled at the thunderous command, her chest tightening with panic. The raw anger in Cain’s voice was as sharp as a blade.“My lord! I-I’m a man!” she stammered, gripping her shirt tightly, her fingers trembling as they clung to the fabric.“I don't like other men!” she cried, a desperate plea in her voice since the second she took her shirt off and he discovered that she was a woman was the moment she died. Painfully.Cain’s glare was unyielding, his voice dropping into a growl. “Don’t insult me, You think I do. You kissed me!”Her breath hitched as he stepped closer, his presence suffocating. “If you don’t take it off,” he said, his tone low and dangerous, “I’ll rip it off myself.”Violet’s mind raced, panic threatening to overwhelm her. She couldn’t let him find out—he’d kill her. Painfully.Glancing away to avoid his gaze when she caught the undeniable bulge in his trousers. Heat flushed her face, her thoughts spinning in desperation at the only idea she could think of to make him back off.'This has to work. It has to!'