Aurora Bluemoon
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Rejected by My Family, Claimed by the Galactic Commander
EVA PINK I woke up to the stench of rust and rotting flesh, no longer a master botanist who commanded life itself, but a D-class exile dumped on a wasteland planet.
Memories that weren't mine flooded in. I was framed by my stepsister, betrayed by my fiancé, and banished by my own family to the Ashfall Peninsula to die.
The original girl actually starved to death in despair. The moment I opened my eyes, a scavenger tried to smash my skull with a rusty pipe just to eat me. After I killed him to survive, I discovered a harsher truth: in this universe, plant seeds are classified as A-level strategic resources, completely monopolized by the Imperium.
But the universe had a sick sense of humor. A mandatory background scan suddenly triggered a galactic broadcast: I, the exiled trash, was a perfect genetic match for the Imperium's top war hero, General Alexander Orr.
The family that ruthlessly erased my existence instantly saw me as a golden ticket. My cheating ex-fiancé was dispatched to drag me back, furious that his "property" was matched with someone else. They all thought I was still that weak, naive girl they could manipulate.
But as I held the pure, glowing Life Source Crystals I had secretly extracted from the scrap heap, a cold smile crept onto my face.
"I didn't come here to die. I came here to build an empire."
I turned my back on the galactic broadcast and stepped into the deadly wilderness. Rejected Bride: Married To The Dragon King
Catlaina Sloggett I knelt on the cold stone of the Dragon God Altar, waiting to marry Lord Harper Carney. It was my only chance to escape the gilded cage of my family.
But when Harper finally arrived, he wasn't alone. His arm was wrapped tightly around my cousin, Hettie.
Right in front of the entire court, he coldly announced that our marriage was a mistake.
Hettie leaned into his embrace, wearing a triumphant smile while playing the innocent victim.
The assembled nobles openly jeered at me. They mocked my greatest failing—that I was a worthless "Dragonless" born without the inner fire.
My own father was furious, not at them, but at me. He demanded I go to Hettie's estate and beg for her forgiveness.
When I refused, he threatened to cut off all my funds and revoke my only job at the Royal Scribes' Office.
I was publicly abandoned, stripped of my dignity, and left with absolutely nothing.
I didn't cry, and I didn't scream. Why should I be the one to apologize when they were the ones who betrayed me?
For years, I had endured their abuse, treated like a pawn to be sacrificed at will. But looking at their smug faces, my despair turned into cold resolve.
I took off my betrothal coronet and dropped it at Harper's feet, publicly nullifying the contract myself.
I thought I would have to face the ruin alone, until a mysterious, powerful man with burning golden eyes stepped out of the shadows.
"Marry me," he said. "I will be your shield, and we will crush them together." Apocalypse: Rebirth With An Infinite Storage System
BLUE_WAVY_ In the final days before the world collapsed, Ivy Brooks died... betrayed by the very people she trusted most.
She had fought, struggled, and sacrificed everything just to survive the apocalypse only to be pushed into death along with her three daughters at the very end by her own husband.
With her last breath, Ivy made a vow.
If she could turn back time...she would never be weak again and of course protect her daughters.
This time, she would stand at the top.
When Ivy opened her eyes, she found herself back in time with her still rounded belly of her third baby....
Twenty days before the apocalypse.
Armed with memories of the future and a mysterious system in her mind, Ivy moved without hesitation. She hoarded supplies, secured weapons, and took control of every resource she could get her hands on.
While others laughed, doubted, and wasted time...
Ivy was building her empire along with her daughters.
In this life, she would not be prey but will be an hunter.
With danger closing in and only twenty days to prepare, Ivy must outplay enemies both old and new, uncover the truth behind the system, and carve out her own kingdom in a collapsing world.
Because this time...she wasn't just going to survive the apocalypse.
She was going to rule it along with a man, a love interest from the past before her marriage collapse. He provided everything Ivy needed. Money especially in change of a marriage with her and when the apocalypse started too....he ruled it with her as well as her daughters. Enchantress System: Five Beasts, One Goddess
Silvershade Riven After dying from overwork, Rena woke in a werecreature world as its weakest female.
Instead of accepting a pampered life, she chose battle and bonded with the Enchantress System, which rewarded her for winning males' favor.
Soon, she was matched with five elite males: a stoic commander, a gentle healer, a cunning tycoon, an aloof scientist, and an underworld king.
But while others chased romance, Rena built an empire and rose from F-rank weakling to SSS-rank war goddess.
Then the males she was meant to charm started chasing her instead.
"So, what are we to you?" they asked eagerly.
Rena shrugged. "Just friends, babes." Mated To My Ex's Dead Brother
Zhao Da My engagement to Kile, the heir of House Golden, was witnessed by the Duke himself. I thought my days as a helpless orphan were over.
But right before our wedding, he coldly informed me that my status was being revoked. I was to enter his family as a lesser consort.
The title of primary wife was being given to his lover, Journey. She hid behind Kile, wearing a spotless white dress and trembling like a fragile lotus.
"Cassie, please don't blame him, I can live without a title," she cried, playing the perfect victim.
Kile shielded her, glaring at me with pure disgust, shouting that I was being completely unreasonable.
The next day, the entire Elder Council cornered me in their grand hall. They told me that as a "Dragonless" nobody, I should be immensely grateful for any scrap they threw my way.
They all stared at me, waiting for me to swallow my pride and accept a lifetime of humiliation.
They thought I was entirely broken. They thought I had no backing and no choice but to bow down to their cruelty.
Instead, I looked straight at the Chief Elder and smiled.
"I refuse to be a lesser consort," I announced clearly, watching Kile's smug expression freeze. "But to preserve our families' dignity, I will fulfill the contract."
I looked right into Kile's shocked eyes.
"I will marry your dead older brother, Lord Ayden." Mated To The Possessive White Tiger Marshal
Dong Lier On my twenty-first birthday, I was just a broke orphan sitting in a dark apartment, staring at an overdue rent notice.
A freak lightning strike suddenly shattered my reality, tearing me from Earth and dropping me into a primal alien jungle, where I was cornered by a massive white tiger.
I thought I was dead, but I woke up in a high-tech hospital surrounded by people with animal ears, scales, and tails.
The doctor looked at me with pity and delivered the crushing truth.
"Earth is a lost world, Anya. To us, you are a purebred human relic."
In this Varden Empire ruled by genetically superior Beastkin, I was painfully fragile, physically weak, and treated like a delicate museum exhibit.
Worse, I learned that the monstrous tiger from the jungle was actually Marshal Jaxon Kensington, the ruthless and overwhelmingly powerful commander of the Imperial Army.
I felt completely helpless and suffocated. I was trapped in an alien world where I was inferior to everyone, terrified of the military monster who had brought me here. Why was I dragged into this brutal universe just to be a weak specimen?
What I didn't know was that the Empire's registry had just paired my DNA with the Marshal's, flashing an impossible 99% compatibility match.
By Imperial Law, the cold, untouchable commander was now permanently bound to me, and his terrifying, primal obsession had just been awakened. His Unwanted fiancée, The Rival's Queen
Marvella I spent seven years building Apex Dynamics from the ground up, working seventy-hour weeks and writing code until my retinas burned, all for my fiancé, Celestino.
But when I brought him the core algorithm that would secure his ten-billion-dollar valuation, I found his office door ajar.
Inside, our newly appointed VP, Felisha, was draped across his lap, their scents tangled in an obscene display of biological compatibility.
"Marrying her is an obligation," Celestino told her, stroking her hair with a tenderness I had never received. "Without her grind, Apex wouldn't have reached this valuation. I owe her a decent exit, but my core mate, my only true equal, has always been you."
He then handed my life's work to his mistress, firing my loyal assistant and using his Alpha pressure to force her to her knees when she dared to defend me.
Seven years of my youth, my intellect, and my loyalty were reduced to a handout of pity.
He actually thought I would crawl back in tears, begging for his approval while he paraded his new "true equal" around the office.
I didn't shed a single tear.
Instead, I shredded the algorithms, left my three-carat engagement ring on his assistant's keyboard, and walked out.
I accepted a CEO position at his fiercest rival, ScentNova.
He has no idea the codebase he stole is a landmine without my encryption keys, and I am going to make sure he chokes on every single byte. The Monster He Became
Mu Xiaoai The pills sealed my fate, but death wasn't freedom.
My spirit lingered, unseen, tethered to a world where my husband, Ethan, flaunted Jessie – the woman who'd driven me to my grave.
Three years of silent purgatory passed.
Then, Jessie's ambition required my 'skills,' subtly manipulating Ethan to desperately search for 'me.'
Ethan found my brother Mike, and his own mother, Eleanor, a woman I'd rescued.
But Jessie's lies-claiming I faked my death-twisted his mind.
I watched, helpless, as his rage exploded: he ordered my grave exhumed, shoved Eleanor to her death, then coldly ordered Mike shot.
My family annihilated, my grave desecrated-all fueled by a woman's ambition and a man's blind rage.
How could a son not recognize his own mother?
How could Jessie steal my heroism?
The injustice was a silent scream in my ethereal throat.
Yet, fragments of truth-a locket, my bones, a seashell-shattered Ethan' s delusion, exposing Jessie' s monstrous deceit and his complicity.
Consumed by cold fury, Ethan transformed into an avenger.
He plotted a fiery reckoning at his father's abandoned factory, luring them all to a final, cleansing inferno.
In that blaze, my tether would finally break.