Transmigrated into a Parvenu’s Ex-wife in the ‘90s - Chapter 3 Bam! Starting out as a mother. How exciting! (3)

[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.

A college student, accidentally reborn into the world of Naruto, becomes a member of Uchiha who is destined to be exterminated.

In this cruel ninja world, in the face of endless wars and exclusion from the village, what will Uchiha Qing do?

PS: Later in the book, the protagonist will develop a system of immortal cultivation. Cultivating Immortals in the Ninja World, have you seen it?

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The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”

Strange not only becomes the Sorcerer Supreme after being reborn and possessing that body, but he also forms unexpected bonds with the Avengers, takes part in epic battles, and manipulates time and reality to prevent critical alterations in the timeline. However, despite his power and wisdom, his life is constantly interrupted by duty, leaving him no time to enjoy the youth he longs for.Just when he thinks he has gained complete control, in his sacrifice for the world, he is reincarnated again—this time in the Harry Potter universe, where he is reborn as Stephen Flamel, the adoptive grandson of the legendary Nicolas and Perenelle Flamel. Now, with a second chance to enjoy his childhood, Stephen embarks on a new adventure in a world full of magic.Notice: It contains yuri from a secondary character who shares prominence with the main character in later chapters.And no, it is not NTR. No problem.English version of my main work. On my Patreon I will upload the translations every day until I reach one chapter a day. I will post 5 chapters in advance on patreon. You can also watch the chapters of the Spanish version, and maybe you can use a translator. Remember that the worlds where the story takes place are not mine, they belong to their respective owners, only this story is mine.I'm not very good at English, so I have to use the help of ChatGPT for corrections. Please be patient.