Nexus Awakened (An Isekai LitRPG Gender Bender Story) - Chapter 949. The Second Tribulation

[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.

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In a usurped kingdom , amid a war-torn and blood-soaked Italy, Conradin's battleground is set. To reclaim his birthright the crown of Sicily, he must tread a path paved with blood, learning that he must do whatever it takes to ascend the throne.

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In the year 1266, the tale of Conradin, the last scion of an ancient imperial dynasty, unfolds. His once-great kingdom, Sicily, has been ruthlessly usurped first by his own uncle and now rests in the hands of the cunning French Count Charles. Through a treacherous plot involving the Pope, Charles managed to oust the Hohenstaufen from the Kingdom of Sicily and crowned himself as its king.

In the East, powers such as the Despotate of Epirus are keenly observing the instability in Sicily, poised to seize any advantage that may arise from the chaos. Meanwhile, the small Italian communes are caught in the political crossfire, aligning themselves with one side of the conflict or the other based on the prevailing political party in power and their vested interests. These shifting allegiances turn the Italian peninsula into a powder keg, where all-out war seems inevitable.

As the shadows of history close in around Conradin, the world watches with bated breath. Will he emerge triumphant, his name forever etched in the annals of Sicilian glory as the rightful king who defied insurmountable odds, toppling both the Pope and the usurper? Or will he, in his valiant struggle, become a tragic figure, a symbol of lost opportunities and shattered dreams? The future of Sicily hangs in the balance, and Conradin's destiny remains uncertain, poised on the precipice of history.

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Qi Mo had been enthroned for less than a month, and died of physical and mental exhaustion.
When I opened my eyes again, I became a love brain female supporting role in an ancient entertainment novel, disguised as a dog man and woman disguised as a man to participate in the audition, tore to death with the dog man’s deadly rival Lan Muzhou, and was finally hacked by the whole network to the point of depression .
Looking at the trainee who was as rough as a woman, Qi Mo was surprised: “Using ugliness as beauty?”
Seeing the contestants lift up their shirts on the stage, Qi Mo frowned: “I don’t respect masculinity!”
Thinking that he would lose the game in the book, Qi Mo had a playful face: As a woman, wouldn’t it be embarrassing if she lost to a man?
So during the performance, the black fans who wanted to kill Qi Mo at the top of their voices saw——
Qi Mo’s spin and 720° mid-air rotation blows up the audience.
It’s the same as what I’ve seen in martial arts movies!
…But this is fucking reality! !
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Ever since Qi Mo changed his attitude and started to practice dance with Lan Muzhou, the “Weekend CP” who ranked first x last was praised by netizens.
After seeing the violent remarks of netizens knocking on CP, Lan Muzhou’s face was flushed, disgusted and weird in his heart, he hurriedly said: “I don’t like men, can you stay away from me?”
Not long after, he watched Qi Mo being surrounded by a crowd of stars, and even his arch-rival who only wanted to use Qi Mo in the past intentionally interacted intimately with Qi Mo in front of the camera.
Lan Muzhou finally lost his composure, and blocked Qi Mo in the changing room: “Do you still like him?”
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At the banquet, a certain young master took the initiative to introduce to Lan Muzhou, “That is the only daughter of the Qi family. She grew up abroad and just returned to China. She is right in the same family as you.”
Lan Muzhou turned his head impatiently, “You’re the same family.”
But when he saw Qi Mo in women’s clothing, he almost knocked over his wine glass.
Are you sure the Qi family only has…the only daughter? ?
#口味身直口hard-hearted and soft-hearted second-generation ancestor who loves to blush
#Superficially uninhibited, cynical and principled heroine
#Male Strong Female Stronger

Read the guide:
·Maybe a little sand sculpture
·The heroine comes from the heroine, examines moderately, and understands the equality of men and women
·The hero doesn’t like men, he only likes Qi Mo
·This entertainment circle is not equal to the real entertainment circle, the author has the final say, do not substitute

One-sentence introduction: The female dignitary wears to the modern age
Conception: Create a better future together

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After being heavily wounded on a mission, the dying commander of the special forces Qin Xiao was brought back to the mountain base on the back of a tiger. According to the rumors, that day, it was an extremely beautiful Persian cat that called out the guard soldier and found the commander.

This strange event was transmitted throughout the base, and it became a sensation in the whole place.

After transmigrating into a cat, Bai Xia Xia has been extremely worried. She could understand beast language, eat fruits, and catch fish, but it was useless, her beast friends did not eat cooked food. For half a year, she did not eat a mouthful of cooked meat at all, and everything was so plain that she was going crazy.

She deliberated and pondered, thinking seriously about Cat’s remaining life—being a house cat is good, there will be a poop shovel officer (a pet owner) to serve me. A suitable poop shovel officer was not easy to find, living conditions were not guaranteed, and the risk of becoming a stray cat was high.

Therefore, she found an iron rice bowl (a lifetime employment), working for her home country (in a governmental position).

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