The_Novel_Man

After Ragnarok, the gods and demons died, the heroes perished and all the beasts who fought them toe to toe ceased to exist as well. The world evolved, after the death of all superiors (Gods), the inferiors (Mortals) started to learn the ways to gain those celestial powers, some even surpassed the gods. They were gifted with the spirits of deceased powerful beings.

Spirit stolen at birth, the prince of once a doughty werewolf kingdom, Ezra Zephyr is plagued by the curse of god until the fate draws him to a mysterious domain. Where he meets a beast, who became Ezra's spirit. That beast was no ordinary beast at all, he was the evil monsterous wolf of Norse, who killed Odin and devoured the Sun. He was Fenrir, son of Loki and Angraboda. Fenrir trained Ezra Zephyr before becoming his spirit; from that moment the Ezra Zephyr changed his innocence with atrocity.

Join Ezra Zephyr as he'll wreck havoc in the world with Fenrir as his spirit. Get ready for rollercoaster of Adventure, War, Dark Schemes, Light Comedy and Seggs.

A world where both Cultivators and Sorcerors fight for supremacy, a new fantasy world where Qi and Mana co-exist.

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First 32 chapters consist of MC's training, don't judge before reading atleast 40 chaps.

This is a novel where MC will trample the so called Gods and Heroes in myriad of mythologies without disisting his sexual urges that he inherited as werewolf. However, there won't be harem and MC will not stick to one girl.

This novel is inspired by chinese novel Dragon Prince Yuan, the first few chapters will resemble to it, it's my token of respect to the author of DPY. However, the story and theme is completely different.


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The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

"Or… do you prefer wine?" Ezra Zephyr added.


Ella was immediately going to reject. She was someone who focused on martial prowess and had no interest in drinking.


However, before she could respond, Ezra toyed with his tea cup and lazily said, "Leave it, you will never handle the effect of the wine I possess."


"What a joke!" Ella Abella's eyes turned round. She refused to give even an inch in front of Ezra, so how could she possibly take this lying down? Ella immediately walked into the stone pavilion and looked at the prince. The latter took out a strange muddy bottle and filled another empty cup. Ella snatched up the cup on the table and poured it down her throat in a single gulp.


Ella coughed when the alcohol hit her stomach. The prince didn't wait and quickly spoke "Quit it, I told you…"


Drunk Proud Lass