Rejected By Five Alphas: Watch Me Thrive

Chapter 3

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ing with the knotted leather strap at her neck. The animal skin sme

er hands flying up to cover her ears. She dropped into a crouch, her eyes dart

aves and the gurgle of water.

nt, with a distinct Silicon Valley tech-bro cadence.

les, convinced she was hallucinating. "Great," s

descension. "I'm not a brain tumor, lady. I'm your on

d into existence, hovering right in front of h

nce Val

Value:

Probabi

eye twitching. "Charm value negati

ignoring her. "Conquer your five desi

r those five jerks? The one I just kneed in the balls wants

ng. Refusal will result in system energy depletio

the system around her consciousness. She hated being c

into negotiation mode. "Fine. I'll do your stupid q

ho talked back. "Given your current... hygienic situation, which is severely im

pped up on the screen. Al

n her palm: a bar of lavender soap, a soft-brist

emical and utterly divine, wafted up from the soap. It was a pi

d plunged the soap into the water, working up a thick la

of the soap grating away layers of filth. Black wat

tening cream," Kai chattered in her head.

, rinsing the soap from her ar

hed mint leaves made her mouth feel less like a sewer. It took half an hour, and s

ut her skin was its natural color, and the ste

er skin. She felt lighter, human again. She wrapped the damp, clean

neck stood up. A shift in the ai

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Rejected By Five Alphas: Watch Me Thrive

Liz Nozick Fantasy

“Agent Alivia Sanford opened her eyes to the suffocating stench of wild animal musk and raw sex. She hadn't just transmigrated into a savage beastman world; she had woken up in the body of a 300-pound, diseased, and universally despised woman. Worse, the original owner had just drugged the tribe's strongest warrior, trying to force a mating. Now, the warrior pinned her to the cave floor with murderous fury. "You think you can trap me, you disgusting pig?" he snarled, ready to rip her throat out. After kneeing him and escaping, a "Super Charm AI" bound to her mind demanded she conquer her five designated mates to survive. But these men treated her like a walking plague. They mocked her bloated face, threw bloody raw meat into the mud for her to eat, and publicly announced they would starve her to death. Even her own family looked at her with utter disgust. In her past life, she was a legendary survivor who could have crushed these arrogant men with her bare hands. Now, she was trapped in a weak shell, threatened with soul erasure by a system if she didn't grovel for their affection. Why should she beg for love from beasts who wanted her dead? Looking at the five "-100" hostility scores on her system panel, Alivia coldly drew a mental cross over each of their faces. Enduring agonizing pain, she forced her bio-manipulation ability to violently purge the toxins from her fat body. She wasn't going to play their twisted game; she was going to find her own resources and make them pay.”