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They had her surrender and snarled at her with their sharp, long teeth. She knew she was doomed. She has finally met her end. Even if everybody forgives her and lets her go, Delta Logan won’t support them. He is dangerous. She examined her surroundings, her eyes wondering for a way out. However, it was a dead end. They were in the middle of a jungle. The only thing she could hope for was an unexpected miracle. Delta Logan strides forward, followed by Rebecca, and her witch friend, Rachael, while the rest of the lycans pack moves behind her. Instantly, an idea crept into her head. Rachael is a witch. That means she was not fast like those lycans. “You can do this,” she assured herself. As Delta Logan dived at her, at the last minute, she stepped aside and the Delta collided with a tree instead. Before any one of them could react, she dived at Rachael, her elbow aiming straight for her teeth. Before Rachael could blink, Joy’s elbow collided with her mouth and the force removed the front teeth in the process. She pushed her out of the way and then grabbed a tree branch she had seen earlier and used the force to propel her body on top of the tree. Joy was sure of one thing, she couldn't outrun Delta Logan and the pack on dry ground. But she could do it on top of trees. Dan had taught her that. He had been training her for a day like this. She swung her body on top of another tree, and then swivelled her body midair, did bar hop skills, and grabbed another branch. She could hear the rustling of leaves behind her which suggested that they were now chasing her. Yet, she did not panic. She has been in this wood many times without number, and she knew her way better than them. After jumping for what seemed like forever, she could see the exit of the woods. It was a few metres ahead of her, and that made her double her effort. She was sure that Dan would be waiting for her at the exit of the woods. She was ten yards away from the exit when Joy felt her body hitting an invisible shield. Without being told, she knew it was Rachael who cast that invisible shield. As she collided with the shield, Joy felt something she hadn’t felt before in her entire life. She felt herself getting stronger. It was like the invisible shield had just ignited something in her. However, she ignored it. She came tumbling down, ten feet downward with her head coming first. Seeing this, she closes her eyes and braces herself for the impact. Joy had expected her head to hit the earth. To her surprise, she docked with her feet. She couldn’t believe it. She opened her eyes, and they were now red. “Impossible,” Delta Logan and the rest of the lycan pack yelled in shock. “Inform Lord Darius that the half-breed is alive." Delta Logan yelled at the pack. Unfortunately, it was too late. Before any one of them could blink, she had already brought down the heads of three lycans. She was faster than anything they had ever seen. She’s indeed a ruthless half-breed. They had just brought doom to the middle land. The half-breed is back.

After the death of Alpha Rey Reed Smith, he opened his eyes, only to find himself in another realm; the realm of the ancient gods. Rey Reed Smith opened his eyes and found himself on the salt sea shore with no memories of his past life, where he came from, or where he was going. However, he was lucky to be adopted by two brothers, Garry and Gaius. As Rey started seeking a way to recover his lost memories, he was caught in the affairs of the middle land. He discovered that everyone in the middle land was suffering from the curse of their first Alpha. Slowly, the curse started generating, affecting the two brothers that helped Rey on the beach, leaving Rey no choice but to help his friends. When Rey was deeply engrossed trying to break the curse, he discovered that it might be the key for him to return to his realm. But with the multiple trouble from Sebastian, the dark Alpha of the middle land, and Dylan, a distant cousin of Xavier Knoll who is back to avenge his brother’s death and unleash the wrath of Xavier on the people, Rey might find himself biting more than he can chew.

Cassie was used as a scapegoat by her father to pay for his deceit with the vampire king, who sought to destroy the village of Helvetia. Dragged away by the vampire soldiers, Cassie is taken to their kingdom. Will she survive in this dangerous new world, or will she be consumed by the weight of her father's sins? Watch as Cassie navigates life in the vampire kingdom, facing challenges and discovering what lies ahead.

Once the cherished heiress of the Douglas family, she lost everything when her parents were brutally murdered and she was framed by her own blood. Labeled a criminal, she was cast into prison with no one to trust and nothing to her name. Six years later, she returns-not as a broken woman, but as the Scarlet Valkyrie, the deadliest warrior in all of Juzora. Her aim is flawless, her signature weapon Manjusaka strikes without mercy, and her name alone sends tremors through the underworld. With one hand, she saves her ailing grandmother with the precision of a master healer. With the other, she takes down Draco City's most ruthless criminals. But her true purpose is vengeance. Every debt owed, every wound inflicted, every lie told-she will settle them all, with interest. The war goddess has returned. And the ones who wronged her are about to learn what it means to face the wrath of a legend.

Being stimulated by three overly attractive vampires was the last thing I had ever imagined. "Oh Jasmine, this is a sight to behold," Archer murmured,landing kisses all along my inner thighs. Lucien broke the kiss, I could see the lust in his eyes. Micheal took the turn to kiss me once I caught my breath and Lucien's fingers moved to spread my labia only for me to feel the unexpected lick of Archer's tongue on my clit. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. "Feel it..." Lucien growled into my ear, biting my earlobe, "Feel it how we pleasure you, little mate." ****** My whole life I have known my identity as a human but everything changed once I took the job in the Kings' palace as their maid and their attention fell on me. Black Vale Dynasty was ruled by three powerful Vampire kings. Respected, Obeyed and feared they were the most dangerous predators on the earth. But when my life unknowingly gets entangled with theirs, soon the unimaginable happened—On the night of the full moon, I turned out to be their mate and this puts my whole existence under question. They did not want to leave me but a human couldn't be the destined mate of a vampire, let alone three. However, fate pulled the strangest game on me, linking my life to the eliminated Vaidel-Dynasty which was once ruled by the strongest vampire of all time before the rogue attack…that destroyed everything.

The last thing I remembered was the screech of tires and a crushing impact. Then, I was a ghost, floating above my own lifeless body, pulled from the wreckage. I watched silently as my fiancé, Liam, the man I' d given everything for, proposed to my stepsister, Scarlett, at my funeral-the very ring I' d once admired. Their passionate kiss, the congratulatory smiles of our friends-it all ripped through me with a pain far worse than death. My entire life had been a lie, a sacrifice for their happiness, and the regret consumed me whole. I woke up with a gasp, drenched in sweat, in my childhood bedroom. The date on my laptop screen read June 12, 2008-the day it all went wrong. An email glowed: "Internship Offer: Prestigious New York Firm." I had a second chance. My heart turned to ice as the doorbell rang-it was Liam, charming as ever, with a bouquet of my favorite flowers. He walked in, proposing marriage, but only if I gave my prestigious internship to Scarlett, his "soulmate." "Marry me, Chloe," he whispered, "if you give her your internship spot...She' s my soulmate, you know that, but you...you're the one I want to build a home with." This time, I slowly pulled my hands from his, a cold smile touching my lips. "No." His facade cracked, revealing the selfish man beneath. "You're over, Liam," I said, holding the door open. "I'm taking the internship. And I am never, ever going to sacrifice my life for yours again."

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 first gunshot was a flat, ugly pop. It wasn't like the movies. It just sounded wrong. I looked up from my SAT prep book, but my sister Sarah didn't even flinch. My heart hammered against my ribs. I knew this sound. I knew this exact moment. In my last life, this was when I grabbed Sarah, screaming for her to run. The second shot came, closer. I dragged her under the table, promising to protect her. The shooter found us anyway. I felt the searing pain in my shoulder. But my focus was on Sarah, bleeding from a bullet to her abdomen. I called my mother, Dr. Olivia Vance, the world-renowned neurosurgeon. "Liam? What is it? I' m busy," her voice was clipped. "Mom, it' s Sarah! She' s been shot! At the school library, there' s a shooter!" I yelled. "Don' t be ridiculous, Liam. Stop trying to get attention with these sick jokes. I' m on my way to the beach with Ethan." "It' s not a joke! Mom, please! She' s bleeding, she needs a doctor, she needs you!" But the line went dead. She had hung up on me. Sarah died in my arms, waiting for an ambulance that came too late. My family never forgave me. They looked through me, not at me. Olivia painted me as the monster. "He was jealous of her," she' d said. "He probably distracted her, kept her from hiding properly." They believed her. They always believed her. They ostracized me, the son who failed to save the perfect daughter. A few weeks later, my mother found me in the kitchen. Her eyes were hollow, dead. She held a syringe. "It should have been you," she whispered. "It' s all your fault." She plunged the needle into my neck. The world went dark. And then I woke up. I was back in the library, the SAT book open to the same page. Sarah was across from me, alive. The date on my phone confirmed it. It was the same day. Then came the pop. The first gunshot. This time, I looked at Sarah. I saw the daughter our parents adored. The girl who got everything while I got scraps. The centerpiece of the family that cast me out and left me to die. The memory of my mother' s dead eyes, the cold prick of the needle, flooded my senses. The choice was not a choice at all. It was survival. A second shot, closer this time. Sarah finally looked up, eyes wide. "Liam? What was that?" I didn' t answer. I didn't grab her hand. I didn't scream for her to hide. I stood, my chair scraping loudly. I turned my back on her. And I ran. I pushed through the heavy library doors just as the first real screams echoed down the hall. I didn' t look back. This time, I would not be the hero. This time, I would save myself.

I had been dead for a year, my spirit tethered to my daughter, Emma, watching over her in the orphanage. Then, the director called my ex-husband, Elroy, for Emma' s urgent medical treatment, but he coldly refused, telling her, "Then let her die. It would be a convenience. She can go join her short-lived mother." A week later, Emma died at five years old, because her father wouldn' t spare the money to save her. Days later, Elroy arrived at the orphanage, believing I had faked Emma' s death to manipulate him. He pulled back the sheet covering her small body, sneering, "Very realistic. A good prop." He then picked up our daughter' s body, carried her outside, and tossed her into a dumpster, scattering raw meat around it, taunting, "Let's see how long this prop lasts when the stray dogs find it." My spirit screamed, but I was powerless as dogs tore at her. He believed I was alive, orchestrating a sick game, but I was a ghost, a silent, screaming witness to his monstrous cruelty. Why did he hate us so much? Then, I saw him with Ivonne, his childhood sweetheart, heavily pregnant, and the horrifying truth clicked: he had a new family, and he wanted Emma' s heart for his new daughter.

The doctor's words echoed, a distant hum, yet crystal clear: "Congratulations, Mrs. Prescott, you're pregnant!" My husband Ethan beamed beside me, his grip on my hand tightening, a wide, genuine smile lighting his face – the kind of pure joy I hadn't seen in far too long. He pulled me into a hug, his voice booming with happiness that filled the sterile room. But a cold dread pierced me, deeper than any clinic air conditioning. This exact moment. I remembered it. In my last life, this pregnancy, this supposed joy, became the very weapon they used against me. Chloe, Ethan's first choice, the woman he was supposed to marry, had returned. She feigned concern, using her 'wellness expertise' facade to get close. She then whispered poison in Ethan' s ear, painting me as a burden, before orchestrating my 'accident' – a fall that led to the tragic loss of my child, and soon after, my own broken, wasted death. I could still hear Chloe's voice, soft and venomous, as I lay bleeding: "You were always beneath us, Ava. Just in the way." That memory burned, a raw wound in my soul. The sheer injustice of their cruelty, the depths of their betrayal, still sent ice through my veins. How could I have been so naive, so easily discarded? The confusion, the despair from that past life resurfaced, potent and suffocating. But this time, I was ready. The knowledge wasn't a shroud, but a shield. I blinked, forcing a fragile smile. My new goal was clear, etched in the pain of my past: survive, protect my child, and utterly destroy them.

The humid Southern air always brought back the dread. Today was the day-the day the two proposals would arrive, sealing my fate. My sister, Sabrina, burst in, her eyes manic, declaring she' d marry Brian Hughes, the charming mechanic, and I would marry Andrew Lester, the comatose heir. This wasn't how it happened before. In my first life, Sabrina scheme her way into marrying Andrew, condemning me to Brian' s terrifying abuse – the beatings, the broken bones, the eventual fire she set to kill me because she thought my brokenness was a form of happiness. Now, reincarnated, she remembers only Brian' s public devotion, oblivious to the monster beneath. She wanted my nightmare. As a wave of dizzying relief washed over me, I realized… my tormentor, the man who destroyed me, was her desperate prize. My mother, always favoring Sabrina, quickly agreed. They thought they were pushing me into a living widowhood, a quiet misery. They had no idea they were finally setting me free.

In a world where power and reigned supreme, a woman must surrender to her darkest desires. Layla, a beautiful and innocent captive, is forced to become the sex slave of the ruthless and most thoughtless Alpha, Ryker. As she battles the wicked world of dominance and submission, Layla must confront her own desires and the true nature of her master . Will she find a way to escape, or will she succumb to the charms of her Alpha's dark, brutal, and seductive world?.