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Special Agent Oso For Your Ice Only

He Only Has Eyes For You

Gem Atkinson, River State's Number One Gentleman, high-ranking and influential, handsome and unparalleled, known to the world as Young Master Unparalleled. Forsythia Brown lost her parents at a young age and lived in Atkinson Manor, not only did she not suffer the hardships of living under someone else's roof, but instead grew increasingly proud of being Miss Atkinson. Gem Atkinson was the one who had encouraged her insouciance. 【Example One】 "Mr. Gem, the Young Miss has scratched Miss Spencer's face." "Only the face? Hm, Viola, how I have taught you? If someone pushes you, at least beat them until they can't get out of bed for three months." 【Example Two】 "Mr. Gem, the Young Miss has broken the Governor's son's leg." "Oh, has Viola been injured?" Subordinate: Value your life, stay away from the Young Miss. 【Example Three】 "Mr. Gem, the Young Miss says she's going to the moon for Mid-Autumn cake this year." "Contact the Space Agency, arrange the time." Subordinates: Kneel and hug the Young Miss's leg, and beg for her presence. 【And Then…】 On the day of Gem Atkinson's wedding, the bride-to-be was tragically kidnapped. The culprit, Forsythia Brown! "Mr. Gem, the Young Miss said: if you marry her, she'll release the bride, otherwise, she tears the ticket." "I'll marry." Forsythia Brown successfully forced marriage and transformed from Miss Atkinson to Young Mrs. Atkinson. Thereafter, the couple had a deep love for each other, which attracted the envy of others. However, just three short years later, the couple's love broke apart. "Forsythia Brown, if you don't suffer imprisonment, who else will?" Gem Atkinson personally sent Forsythia Brown to prison. Five years later, Forsythia Brown was released from prison. From then on, love and resentment grew, and the wind and clouds rose. In the midst of life and death, she realized that he had always been deeply devoted to her and had always protected her under his wings! ★ In one sentence: this is a story about a flapper who transformed into a queen. Another sentence: also a story of a cool, domineering, and super cute baby who is involved with her father's love and hatred. ★ 【Father-daughter confrontation One】 "Handsome brother, I'm four years old, not a one-year-old kid. That was a real attack, how can you say it was just a drill with a clear conscience?" A certain man, eyes flashing with stars: What a cool kid. ★ One-on-one, pure in body and mind, open country, please don't read into it too much. ★ On another note, for those who love ancient novels, please check out my finished works: "My Wife" is a match between a handsome, noble appearance and a cunning, wealthy lady. "Master's Planted" is a clever teacher-student showdown among high-level players! "Master's Return to Overbearing Spoiling" is a love for beauties but not the country! "My Empress, Emperor Zhangsun" is the story of the tyrant favored by the once-in-a-lifetime emperor.
Little Jasmine · 412.9K Views

WarLords : Ice Viking's

The cold stone hall was dimly lit with flickering torches. Shadows stretched long across the floor. At the far end of the room, the King sat high on his throne, surrounded by High Lords, Generals, and Counselors. Silence hung thick in the air as the Ice Viking entered. He stood in the center, arms at his side, eyes forward. “Viking,” the King called from his seat. Varnok didn’t move. “Yes,” he replied flatly. One of the High Lords stood up in anger. “In the presence of your King—you kneel!” The knights draws their Swords. Varnok stayed still. “You’re not my king,” he said calmly. The King raised a hand. The knights lowered their swords. “Let him be,” the King said, leaning forward. “Ice Viking… step forward.” Varnok walked slowly across the cold stone floor. “There is war between the Vikings and this kingdom,” the King said. Varnok kept walking. “It’s your kingdom,” he answered. “That has nothing to do with me.” The lords murmured in outrage. “You think they’ll stop there?” the King asked, raising a hand for silence. “You know what those animals are like. Vikings… they don’t stop until they’ve burned everything to ash.” “And yet I’ve protected the village just fine,” Varnok said. “Without your help. Like it’s always been.” “Without my help, there’d be no village to protect,” the King snapped. “There is a village,” Varnok said, meeting his eyes. “And not once have you offered it your help.” “King... please. What an excuse.” The king nodded toward the general standing beside him. Without hesitation, the general stepped forward and struck Varnok across the face. Then a second punch to the stomach. Finally, a heavy kick to the leg. Varnok dropped to one knee. “Good,” the King said, tipping his goblet and pouring wine over Varnok’s head. “Like the animal you are.” Murmurs filled the hall. > "What an animal." "Fits clearly—a dog." "All Vikings should just die." "Disgusting things." The King laughed with joy as he was Pleased by the words of the people. He leaned forward again, with his voice low. “Maybe we should start with your wife… and child.” The room fell into a deadly stillness. Varnok’s eyes snapped open—glowing bright, ice-blue. A shiver cut through the entire hall. The ground began to vibrate. Goblets trembled. Torches flickered lower. Then came his voice—cold, deep, inhuman. Like the cracking of ancient glaciers. “If a single breath so much as brushes their skin…” “I will bring down such ruin upon this kingdom that even the crows will starve for lack of flesh. I will freeze your rivers. Silence your bells. And watch your palace rot from the inside—As your screams echo in halls no one dares enter. Pray your tongue forgets their names… before I remember yours.” No one moved everywhere was silent. Even the air seemed too afraid to stir.
vickysfantasy · 6.8K Views
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