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“The Book of the Dead”

“The Book of the Dead" is an online martial arts suspense novel written by the Chinese online writer ‘Bing Ling Shenxia’. The novel tells the story of Gu Shen to seek revenge from the Golden Roc Castle, and the Golden Roc Castle King's daughter Shangguan Ru and the unknown life after becoming the Xiaoyue Hall of the Imperial congregation of division of the lotus daughter of the common experience of grudges and feuds, and to learn the secrets of martial arts. For those who are not good in the obvious, people get and put to death; for those who are not good in the claustrophobic, ghosts get and put to death. If people and ghosts are not put to death, God will be put to death. A dead man's scripture, half of the Taoist book. A thousand heads are cut off, and a hundred bones are devoured. You can either endure the injustice of the world or become the master of the world. He chose to become an assassin, the same assassin as his enemy, but colder and more ruthless. This is a very rare traditional martial arts novel: pragmatic action style, harsh and tense scene scheduling, brutal and realistic portrayal of the world's situation, emotional conflicts intertwined with betrayal and friendship, carefully constructed and silky drama structure, and intricate and confusing plot like a detective novel, which can be completely classified as a good book of the immortal grass level. The depiction of human nature is meticulous. Now I introduce this good book to foreign fans, I hope you can enjoy it.
Praxis_Kollege · 374 Views

The Barbarian’s Bride

Taken. Bound. Claimed. Vesaria was a lady of the south, refined, educated, untouchable. Until the night the rogue Northmen came. Stolen from her home, dragged across a frozen, unforgiving land, she is forced to wed the warlord who led the raid. Khan Azgar, the Black Wolf. A beast of a man, feared even among his own kind. But Vesaria refuses to break. She fights, she resists, she runs. And yet, no matter how far she goes, he always brings her back—stronger, faster, hungrier than before. He welcomes her fight, watches her struggle with a knowing, infuriating smirk. Every act of defiance only seems to amuse him, every escape attempt only tightens his hold. "You can seethe all you want," he murmurs, his breath hot against her ear. "But you are my wife now. And whether it’s tomorrow, next week, or moons from now..." His grip tightens, his voice dark with promise. "We both know exactly where you’ll end up—under me, gasping for more." How long must she endure this before her uncle’s men come for her? If they come at all. If there’s anything left of her to save. But hatred burns close to passion. And the more she fights him, the more she feels the heat in his gaze, the possessive weight of his touch, the undeniable pull of something dangerous and forbidden. "You think I don’t see it?" he taunts, pressing her against the furs. "The way your body betrays you, little rabbit? You fight me with every breath, and yet, you shudder so sweetly at my touch." She is his prisoner. His bride. And if she isn’t careful, she won’t just belong to him—she’ll want to.
QuillMistress · 2.9K Views
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