Finishing his reverie, Dimitrius clenched his fist tightly. There must never be a repeat of that incident. He was fortunate that Killian had brought someone to transfer divine power, otherwise, he might have been consumed by darkness.
While Dimitrius didn’t hate his mother Lilit like James did, he also didn’t love or miss her. He didn’t want to become a demon and wished to maintain his humanity and human form, having lived among humans all his life.
“I need divine power to live as a human… I know that.”
But the Church people didn’t cooperate, despite knowing this. They simply despised and hated him for being a half-demon.
So, in a way, it was the Church people who were encouraging him to become a demon.
Five years ago, the Empress, a devout believer, sent someone to kill him during the siege on the grand castle. She probably saw him as a threat to the crown prince. Even now, the Empress was secretly looking for opportunities to kill him, a half-demon.
Dimitrius sat in his chair, legs propped up on the high table, chuckling at the irony of it all. He was usually sensitive, and that night seemed particularly restless. Sleep didn’t come easy to him.
He thought to himself while fidgeting with his legs,
“Maybe I should just kidnap the lady.”
Among the few people who could freely wield divine power and had no ties with the Church.
Ever since he unleashed his demonic power on the train, he needed not only the Illusion Flower but also someone to transfer divine power to him.
For about 5 years, holy artifacts sufficed, but not anymore.
Dimitrius didn’t want to return to his past.
To that monstrous form.
Never.
Odor Main Church was renowned for its beautiful frescoes. The twelve gods protecting the Bonnus Empire were depicted on every ceiling of the church. Particularly, the hair of the god responsible for beauty and art waved like ocean waves, extending endlessly towards the stained-glass windows.
And the pedunculate oak door with daisy motifs.
The golden altar beneath the central dome.
Priests in white vestments bustling about.
Including Ollentia, standing in the aisle.
She knew the dream she was having was not ordinary. No contractual husband appeared this time, but she could sense it.
Suddenly, someone jumped from the top floor window of the church.
Bang!
Ollentia, standing in the aisle, was shocked to see the woman fall harshly and couldn’t react.
A flamboyant orange seashell hairpin rolled towards her, frozen in place.
“Ahh!”
‘Dreaming of someone committing suicide… Such an ominous dream…’
Even though she knew it was a dream, she was drenched in sweat. She licked her dry lips and ran her fingers through her damp hair. Then she remembered the orange seashell hairpin that had rolled towards her.
She knew what it was.
“It seemed like a limited edition that Madam had introduced.”
Did she dream something so extreme just because she wanted it?
Ollentia, trying to compose herself, threw off the covers and slowly sat in front of the dressing table mirror. Her face was probably pale.
It was early morning, before Bobby had arrived.
Absentmindedly looking at the mirror, Ollentia gasped.
“What! Why is the scar gone?”
She lifted her head and examined her neck. Disbelieving, she even took the mirror to the window to check in the daylight.
But it was the same. Her neck was as if it had never been injured.
“All I did was apply the ointment.”
She hadn’t called for a healer or physician, nor had she used any healing tools.
The words Dimitrius had said earlier echoed in Ollentia’s mind.
“I felt it when I held the lady’s hand.”
“I could sense divine power. It seems the lady is unaware, but she is undoubtedly born with it. Being half-human, half-demon, I can definitely feel the presence or absence of divine power.”
Suddenly, the significance of possessing divine power dawned on her. The greatest advantage of divine power is its healing ability. A mighty power that can protect both oneself and others!
Ollentia shakily put down the mirror on the table.
“Me… what am I? A talent that appeared in the Armeniaca family after 100 years?”
In the Bonnus Empire, there are about 30 people with divine power. Excluding the saint and the pope, who have incomparable power, the archbishop was the most powerful. Beyond these three, the power levels of the rest were similar. Most were related to the Church.
There are typically three categories of divine power.
First is the sacred light, considered most important by the priests. It’s a power to vanquish evil spirits. To contend with demons, examples would be the saint and the pope.
Secondly, there’s healing power. Some non-priests with divine power reportedly made a fortune through healing. This healing ability varied significantly, from curing minor wounds to saving people on the brink of death.
Lastly, there’s offensive power. In the Armeniaca family’s long gallery, there are paintings of ancestors creating white spheres, which could be used to inflict harm.
When male lead is the homewrecker
“I know she doesn’t love him.”
I’ve read the novel below twice already. Girls, I’m highly recommending it to you!
The female lead? Not a good person.
The second male lead? Not a good person.
The male lead? Willingly plays the third party, breaking up the female and second male lead’s relationship despite all the warnings from his friends—so yeah, he’s definitely not a good person either.
Basically, nobody in this novel is simple-minded or without scheming.
The female lead starts off as the male lead’s secretary, but don’t worry—later on, she takes over the company while the male lead steps back to support her. He won’t steal her spotlight, overshadow her, or dull her shine.
I love novels where men are out here snatching wigs, tearing each other down, and going to war just to win the female lead’s affection. And this is exactly that kind of novel. Most of Hai Dai Ran’s works have this dynamic. You’ll see the male characters’ emotions being pushed to the absolute extreme.
There’s even a scene where the second male lead exposes the male lead online for being a homewrecker. The brotherhood immediately gangs up on him, dragging him through the mud. I find it compelling —it completely flips reality on its head, where usually, women are the ones fighting over a man and getting torn apart by the sisterhood.
For me, female leads in the novels I read should only struggle in their careers, not in love. But if the brainless romantics in the story are all men? I have zero complaints.
I’ve pretty much read all of Hai Dai Ran’s novels and even translated all of them—her works are just my thing. I’ll slowly upload everything here. One day, when my website is official, I hope I can invite her to join as one of the star authors.
Here’s the story synopsis:
One-line summary: She is his lifelong obsession, to the point where he was willing to be a third wheel, scorned by society, just to wedge his way into her relationship with her fiancé.
Cold-hearted and indifferent female lead + Scheming and subservient CEO male lead
Intro 1:
“I know she doesn’t love him.”
With blood trickling from his clenched fist, Rong Xiu gazed at the woman before him, his eyes clouded with anguish. Hidden in the wardrobe, he had witnessed Fan Xia – the woman he desperately loved – in an intimate embrace with her fiancé. Yet his heart still yearned for her, defying all reason.
Fan Xia, the elegant and composed assistant, carried something mysterious in her eyes whenever she looked at her fiancé, Wen Lan Sheng. Strange occurrences began to surface – secret meetings with the young Gu Jin Yi, an unexplained withdrawal of 5,000 yuan… Then suddenly, her fiancé’s sister, Wen Jing, violently attacked her.
In this matriarchal society, Rong Xiu had risen to become the chairman of a powerful healthcare conglomerate, breaking through gender prejudices. But for the first time, he willingly stepped into the shadows as the other man, disregarding his friends’ warnings to become her secret lover.
Because he had discovered the truth – Fan Xia wasn’t the pure angel everyone believed her to be. And perhaps, he was the only one capable of helping her execute her mysterious plan…
Intro 2:
Rong Xiu’s biggest regret in life was missing out on Fan Xia.
He secretly loved Fan Xia for 7 years.
Watched her go public with her boyfriend.
Watched her kiss her boyfriend at their wedding.
Until that man blissfully nestled in Fan Xia’s arms, obtaining everything he could only dream of.
The crazy jealousy stripped away his hidden secret love, layer by layer, burning like wildfire.
Fan Xia, how can I have you!
【Reading and Trigger Warning Guide】
1. Female dominant, male submissive, male pregnancy
2. Male lead schemes his way to the top, male competition
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