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Luna's Revenge: Nightshade's Kiss
Werewolf I am Raven Blackwood, the daughter of the esteemed Asher and Astrid Blackwood. My parents died in a rogue attack, and the only hope I had was my chosen mate, Caleb Flynn.
I thought I got all the happiness in the world when I got married to him, but on my wedding night, he brought his fated mate to our wedding room. The mate, he couldn't reject.
I would've let go of her if she hadn't provoked me, and naturally, I did what anyone would've done in a situation like this. I attacked her.
There's a rule that if any person attacks another person without a reason, then he/ she is punished with 20 whippings, but since I am the Luna, I was given another option: apologize to my husband's fated mate.
Bow down and apologize to the person who took away my happiness. He must be joking.
Rather than bowing, I took not 20 but 50 whippings to remember this humiliation for the rest of my life.
Feeling tired, I decided to leave, as my father also thought that Flynn was the better alpha than me. But as I was leaving, I came to know that my parents' death wasn't just a normal rogue attack case. It was more than that.
The plan was simple. Avenge my parents, the humiliation I suffered, and start afresh, but what am I supposed to do when the Lycan king starts tailing me?
How the hell am I supposed to react when he says he wants to marry me, and that he will destroy everything in my world if I keep refusing him? Not to mention how he hates me.
"I can't marry you because I hate all the males with the alpha syndrome, and I am already married," I barked at him.
"And? I don't see why that's a problem. Let me make it clear, Raven. I want you, and I will do anything to get you, even if it means I will have to turn this world upside down," He smirked.
How am I supposed to get on with my plans like this? Not to mention the rogue head who is strangely interested in my matters more than I am.
Oh, and did I mention I had to go through a process of awakening my powers that even I didn't know of?
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Reborn To Swap Husbands With My Sister
Culprit The sensation of falling wasn't like flying; it was heavy, violent, and smelled of burning flesh. Above us, on the crumbling balcony of the Sears manor, Duke Cato Sears turned his back, shielding his cousin Bianca from the smoke as he walked away, leaving my sister Blossom and me to drop into the abyss.
As the darkness slammed shut like an iron door, I realized my entire life had been a cruel script written by the people I called family.
In my first life, I was the sacrificial lamb of the Dawson manor, sold to a man who eventually watched me die without blinking. My sister Blossom had pushed me into Cato's arms to avoid his rumors, only to laugh when the fire finally consumed us both. My father had measured my value like a piece of livestock, and my step-grandmother didn't even acknowledge my existence while I was being led to the slaughter.
I died in that fire, feeling the heat scorch my skin and the weight of a hatred so potent it tasted like bile. I spent twenty years being the weak, manipulated shadow of a girl, only to end up as nothing more than a phantom scorch mark on a "hero's" estate.
I couldn't understand why my own blood treated my life like a game they could discard. The injustice of it all burned hotter than the flames that took my last breath.
Then, I sat up, sucking in air that tasted of lavender and air conditioning, not smoke. I was back in my bedroom, three days before the engagement ball that ruined my life. Blossom stood at the door, her "sweet" mask slipping as she tried to manipulate me into the Duke's path again.
She thought she was the only one who had come back, but she didn't realize that this time, I was going to let her have exactly what she wanted: the Duke, the bankruptcy, and the living hell that awaited her in that house. Reborn A Dazzling Girl
Kirk Akcay Emberly, an esteemed scientist of the Imperial Federation, took her own life after completing important research.
She was reborn, and just like in her first life, she was born into a wealthy family.
She could’ve lived a carefree and prosperous life. However, the babies got mixed up in the hospital and she was taken home by another family from the countryside. Her foster parents later found out the truth and brought her to her real family, but they didn’t like her. Her evil adopted sister even loathed her. She was framed and ultimately, she died in prison.
But in her next life, she refused to stay a coward and swore she would take revenge on all who wronged her. She would only care about those who were truly good to her and turn a blind eye to her heartless family.
In one life, she had once experienced darkness and been trampled upon like an ant. In another, she had stood on top of the world. This time, she only wished to live for herself.
As if a switch had gone on inside of her, she suddenly became the best at everything she put her mind to. He won the math contest, topped the college entrance exams, and solved an age old question... Later, she garnered countless scientific research achievements. People who had once slandered her and looked down on her cried bitterly and begged her for a patent authorization.
She just sneered at them. No way!
This was a world without faith, but the world put their faith in her.
Austin, the heir to a powerful aristocratic family in the imperial capital, was cold-hearted and decisive. He scared anyone who laid eyes on him. Unbeknownst to everyone, he doted on one woman: Emberly. Nobody knew that his desire for her grew stronger with every passing day.
She brought light to his originally dull and gloomy life.
The Reborn Duchess's Ruthless Revenge
REGINA SIMONDS I stood in the Royal Hall, clutching a glass of warm champagne while watching Senator Levine laugh. To the crowd, he was a pillar of the community; to me, he was the parasite who had already destroyed my life once.
In my past life, this gala was the night the monarchy began to bleed. Levine successfully planted his cameras, the Vance empire funded a coup, and the kingdom I loved was sold off to the highest bidder.
I lived through the consequences of my silence. I watched my sister, Seraphina, die in childbirth because the medical supplies were intercepted by traitors. I watched the man I loved, Duke Elliot, stripped of his titles and branded a criminal. I spent my final days in a damp, freezing cell, listening to the executioner sharpen his blade while the people cheered for our demise.
The injustice burned in my throat like lye. I died wondering how I could have been so naive, how I could have let these monsters walk among us while I played the part of a perfect, quiet wife.
Why did the gods let the wicked prosper while my family’s blood watered the palace gardens? What would I have given for just one chance to strike first?
Then, the world shifted. I opened my eyes to find myself back at the gala, the scent of sandalwood and rain surrounding me as Elliot rested a possessive hand on my back. I wasn't just a Duchess anymore; I was a ghost from a future that would never happen, and I was ready to erase every name on my list. The General’s Genius Daughter
Zhuo Hua Rong Qiyue had a fulfilling life. She ran a successful restaurant, had an adorable son, and was happily married… or so she thought. Murdered by her husband and his secret mistress, she finds herself reborn as Hua Qiyue, the daughter of a famous general. After rescuing her son, Tianci, from those who destroyed her, she discovers a hidden world, where she meets the charming, but villainous, Tianpi. He declares her his student and teaches her powerful spells to use against those who would do her harm. Shoved into a world of politics, magic, and constant deception, how far will Hua Qiyue go to protect herself and those she loves? SEX DEMON, SEX ADDICT AND OTHER ADULT COMPILATION STORIES
sunny john there are thirty-three stories in this compilation"
synonyms: collection, selection, anthology, treasury, compendium, album, corpus, miscellany, pot-pourri, miscellanea, garland, ana, collectanea, analects, florilegium The Firm's New Queen
Fei Se I was Evelyn Reed, a senior litigator, standing in my office.
Everything felt chillingly familiar, as if I' d lived this exact moment before.
Because I had.
Just moments ago, I recalled the cold New York air, the city lights blurring in betrayal, as my husband Damien pushed me from our penthouse roof.
He did it after his men had their way with me, a brutal punishment for his lover, Isabelle's, death.
But then, I blinked, and I was back, staring at the exact clock on my desk where my old life began its final, downward spiral.
The doors to our main lobby burst open, and a group of angry, suit-wearing men, the "family" of a pro bono client, stormed in.
They were here because Damien had failed to file a critical injunction, initiating a terrifying lockdown of the entire floor.
When my loyal paralegal tried to call him for help, Damien' s arrogant dismissal over the phone led to him being brutally knocked unconscious.
The bitter irony: he thought he' d silenced me forever, but I was back, a ghost with one singular, burning purpose.
No longer the compliant wife, I would use every lesson from my past demise to orchestrate his downfall, piece by agonizing piece.
This time, he wouldn't just lose; he would suffer. His Betrayal, Her Rebirth
Waterfront View My career as a marketing strategist was unstoppable.
Then Chloe Davis walked in, a new hire with a smile too bright and a chilling claim: "I'm a reborn person."
She started "predicting" disasters-a major client product failure, a restaurant fire-events that strangely came true, catapulting her to prophet status.
Suddenly, my data-driven expertise meant nothing.
My promotion, the one I had earned, was given to Chloe.
When I confided in my boyfriend and colleague, Mark, about resigning, he looked at me with cold eyes: "Mr. Thompson will think you' re a flight risk. That you' re bitter."
The next day, as I prepared to quit, Mr. Thompson confronted me with fake emails, expertly crafted by Mark, showing me colluding with our biggest rival.
My resignation was refused; instead, I was publicly demoted to administrative duties, stripped of my dignity.
Mark, my supposed partner, stood by Chloe, a triumphant smirk on his face.
The humiliation was a physical weight, pushing me to the brink.
In my previous life, consumed by despair, I took my own life on the marble steps of the agency that had once been my dream.
But then, my eyes snapped open.
I was back in the conference room, listening to Chloe's chilling introduction: "I'm a reborn person."
This time, I wasn't going to be a victim. Too Late for Apologies
Liu Jia For nearly a decade, I walked through life as Mrs. Hamilton, wife to the charming and successful Ethan.
Our perfect marriage was more than a facade; it was my very existence, bound by a secret Soul Pact that determined whether I lived or died.
Then, seven days before my designated survival deadline, Ethan casually dropped a bombshell: he needed a temporary divorce for his latest fling, a demanding young intern named Chloe.
He offered me designer bags and an unlimited credit card, oblivious that he was asking me to sign my own death warrant, effectively sealing my fate.
Chloe, triumphant and venomous, reveled in my humiliation from my very own penthouse, mocking me as "old news" while lounging in my favorite spots.
Ethan, valuing his mistress's fleeting whims over my life, eagerly discarded our shared history and sent me away.
The chilling countdown from the Soul Pact System inside me confirmed my imminent end-a meticulously "staged accident" awaited.
How could someone mistake my life for a casual game, oblivious that his "temporary break" was my permanent end?
My heart ached with the profound loneliness of carrying this fatal secret alone, a cruel irony after years of quiet endurance.
I died in a fiery crash, right on schedule.
But then, a cold, digital voice whispered, "System error. Collect 100 Regret Points from Ethan to be reborn."
Now, an unseen spectator, my very existence hinges on the depth of his sorrow. When Love Turns To Ash
Lila For love, I walked away from ancient power, trading immortality for a quiet life with my wife, Seraphina, and our daughter, Willow. We lived simply, off the grid, far from the world I once protected.
Then came the nightmare. A chilling premonition: Willow in agony, Julian Thorne's smirk in the shadows, and Seraphina, my wife, turning away. I knew I had to go back to the world I'd abandoned – to Seraphina' s opulent Sterling Order, to reclaim my lost power, my Heartwood Staff.
But instead of understanding, I found a stranger. Seraphina, cold and distant, dismissed my warnings, believed Julian's lies, and allowed him to frame me. My daughter and I were thrown into a desolate prison, starving, defenseless. My wife, the woman I sacrificed everything for, watched, indifferent.
I thought my heart was broken then. But nothing, absolutely nothing, prepared me for the moment Seraphina, my own wife, raised an arcane device and aimed it at our daughter. Willow' s scream still echoes in my soul. Her eyes… blinded by her own mother' s hand.
In that instant, lying broken and helpless, something awakened within me. Not the man I tried to be, but the ancient Guardian I was always meant to be. The Solstice Gala is tomorrow. I' m coming back for my reckoning. And this time, she won' t turn away. 
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