Cherreads

Douluo: Twin Holy Light And Dark Dragon

FictionTimeo
Ye Han traveled through Douluo Continent and lived with his parents since childhood. His parents died because of being hunted by Tang Hao, and he vowed to avenge his blood feud. From the northern border of Tiandou Empire, he came to Spirit City to awaken his martial soul. Not only did he awaken the dual martial souls of "Light Holy Dragon" and "Dark Holy Dragon", but he also obtained the inheritance of the Dragon God! Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong were fighting to accept him as their personal disciple, and they almost fought for it! Seeing that he failed to snatch him, Qian Daoliu directly asked Ye Han to marry into the Wuhun Hall and become Qian Renxue's fiancé? ... In order to avenge Tang Hao, the enemy who killed his parents as soon as possible, Ye Han decisively accepted everything. Naturally, he became the son of the Wuhun Hall and the fiancé of Qian Renxue, the young master of the Wuhun Hall. Ling Yuan: "Sir Saint, from now on, I, your sister, will be your personal bodyguard and will be responsible for your personal safety~" Qian Renxue: "What! A fiancé who is ten years younger than me? I would never agree... Twin demigod-level martial spirits? You can consider it!" Dragon God: "Boy, as long as you can avenge me, not only will my throne be passed on to you, but my clone, the Silver Dragon King, will also be your concubine!" ... Until one day, the Dragon God saw through Bibi Dong's conspiracy. It turned out that Bibi Dong accepted herself as a disciple because she coveted the veins of the twin dragons of light and darkness! Not only did she want to devour the vein of the Holy Dark Dragon to speed up the inheritance of the Rakshasa God! She also wanted to draw the vein of the Holy Light Dragon to change the fate of that waste Yu Xiaogang! Ye Han was furious, but soon an evil arc appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Since the teacher is unkind, then the disciple can only become a secret room Douluo
Table of contents
Latest Updates

The Mafia's Desired Dreams.

Every dreamy girl wants a Mafia man, but the question is, does the Mafia man want you? Luna Defalco is a woman born into the Mafia life. Her father was in the Mafia, her cousins were in the Mafia, her mother died in the Mafia and now, even the man she loves is the almighty Mafia boss himself. There's just one minor hiccup, Zeno Silvestri, Luna's love interest, sees her as nothing more than a childish little sister. To make matters worse, he remains in love with his dead wife. When a threat on both their lives forces them to abscond to an island owned by Zeno, Luna must take this God-given chance to prove to Zeno that she is no longer that little child he's known all his life and make him fall for her womanly charms by all means. What happens when Zeno's brotherly feelings for Luna begin to shift? Can he accept this shift in affection or will he hold on to his dead lover? *** Excerpt “Zeno, what do you think love is?” Luna asked. Her sudden question made him turn from the grasses he was lazily plucking out of the moist earth, to stare at her. “Not what the dictionary tells us, but to you, what is love?" She wasn't joking, he could see it. Wiping the dirt off his palms, he sat himself next to her on the dried log of wood which she sat on. In and out he breathed like he was sincerely thinking about her question. Then without looking at her, his lips parted and he said, “A mirror.” "A mirror?" She asked. "Yes. A mirror.” He nodded and sighed. “Love is a mirror that reflects the deepest part of a person's soul. A mirror that reflects pain and suffering, but also joy and ecstasy, it's a mirror that reflects the heart just the way it is, naked and helpless. It's a mirror that reflects life, and that mirror is made of frail glass, hold it too tight, and it'll shatter, don't hold it tight enough, and it'll slip right out of your fingers and still shatter, if you try to pick up the broken pieces, you'll hurt yourself, that's why it's never easy to pick up the broken pieces, and neither can you just leave it there and get another mirror. Someone else might get hurt. Either way, love is hurtful." She had asked for his own take on love and he had given her the answer. Now she wanted to be bold. “Zeno, I no longer want to be that little baby girl that you adore.” His head turned as his eyes sought to look at her as though that would help him hear better. “Let me help you. I think if we pick up the broken pieces of the previous mirror together, it'll hurt less. And after we've cleared out the shattered pieces, then… then I want to be your new mirror.”
AnnieQuin · 58.1k Views