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After her second resurrection, Savannah Lewis no longer naively clung to the male lead, a man who had caused her immense suffering. She constantly sought ways to avoid him, a man who had inflicted pain on her in two lifetimes. But no matter how she tried to escape, she couldn't evade the domineering male lead, who persistently sought her out, followed her, and never left her side. He authoritatively called her name: "Aunt..." Indeed, in this life, she had become the sugar baby of the male lead's uncle, and he had to address her as 'aunt'. "My good nephew," Savannah smirked inwardly, knowing that now the male lead could no longer torment her life. But why... is the male lead's uncle even more domineering than the male lead himself!!!!
Savannah Harris sat stiffly in the studio, sighing as she looked around, her hair tousled with a few strands sticking out.
She had actually traveled through time to a novel from the internet. If she were the protagonist, it would be like a second life given by God. However, Savannah clearly found herself in a supporting role, and worse, as a villainous character who eventually gets killed by the male lead, her body never to be found.
This was like dying twice for others.
In her previous life, Savannah Harris had drowned. This time, she'd be thrown into the sea, her body lost. She could accept dying again, but not be thrown into the sea!
Now, Savannah wanted to run to the male lead's house, kneel down and beg that when it's time to kill her, at least bury her properly. No need to mark her grave, just offer a chicken and three incense sticks every month.
In her past life, Savannah, a labor accident victim who had insurance, wondered if she would receive a substantial compensation. She had a younger sister, only fourteen, who could possibly use the money for several years of apartment rent and college tuition.
Previously, Savannah was a trained but minor actress, playing small supporting roles. Without resources or money for a manager, no matter how well she acted, she only got minor roles or worse, roles of a corpse with no lines. In her past life, she had taken on such roles more than ten times.
But the original owner of the body she now inhabited was different.
Grace, the manager of her original body, after serving drinks to everyone in the crew, finally sat down next to Savannah.
"It was tough, but I managed to get this role for you. It's a small part, but the director is well-known. Your scene is only three days, but it could attract some fans."
Grace knew Savannah's temper wasn't great. If not for being the Harris family's young lady, she might have quit acting long ago. The resources from the Harris family weren't much, and the company probably didn't even remember they had an actress named Savannah Harris.
These roles were hard-won by Grace, negotiating and struggling with others.
Savannah nodded and took a sip of water from the glass Grace handed her.
"Where's my script?"
Grace pulled out a thin script from her bag, just one page with no more than ten lines.
Savannah looked at the script in her hand, feeling a bit excited. Finally, she could have lines instead of playing dead.
Grace, thinking Savannah was shaking with anger, held her hand and tried to persuade her.
"Though it's only ten lines, the role is really good."
Savannah read through the lines and nodded.
"I understand."
Grace had prepared arguments to persuade Savannah if she disagreed. But before she could speak, Savannah had already agreed, something she would have never done before by throwing the script and leaving.
Grace felt a mix of happiness and worry, fearing Savannah might cause trouble.
Today, Savannah didn't have a role. She was just there to observe and familiarize herself with the actors, which would be helpful for the filming.
After spending some more time, Grace drove Savannah back to the Harris family's mansion in her very old car, which made clanking noises as if parts were about to fall off onto the street. Savannah watched through the car window the entire way, wary of any parts that might fall off without notice.
Grace stopped the car in front of the Harris mansion, not forgetting to instruct Savannah.
"Don't gain weight, I'll pick you up in two days. Don't be lazy about skin care, and make sure to sleep before eleven o'clock. Eat more vegetables."
"Should I hire a nutritionist for myself?"
Grace sighed: "You dream beautifully. You haven't even made two movies in a year. I can't afford a nutritionist for you."
"It's because I used to be too playful and didn't focus on my career. If you have any suitable scripts in the future, just send them over to me."
Grace looked at Savannah skeptically upon hearing this.
"Really? Or will you forget about it tomorrow?"
"I mean it, but I won't take roles where I have to play a dead person."
Grace excitedly responded and waited until Savannah entered the house before driving her ancient car away.
As soon as Savannah entered, she ran straight to her room. In such a magnificent and large mansion, the original owner's room was less than 5m2, containing only a wooden bed with a bamboo mat on top. The large window was wide open, letting in unbearable heat. The wardrobe was small but included a full-length mirror. Savannah stood in front of it, dazed for a few seconds.
The original owner really looked a lot like Savannah in her previous life, differing only in birth date and slightly in stature.
With long curly hair flowing down her back, a fair complexion, and a physique that was neither too slender nor too plump, high nose, and naturally light pink lips, Savannah thought about how the original owner used this face to do bad deeds, something unimaginable given Savannah's charitable nature in her past life, where she would donate ninety-nine out of a hundred USD to beggars, leaving herself hungry.
There was a knock at the door from outside.
"The master calls for you."
Savannah responded, touched her face for a moment, and then followed the housemaid.
Although the original owner was a Harris by birth, she was only recognized in name but not cherished. She was not a favored member of the Harris family, merely a side character, with the true protagonist being her half-sister from the same father.
Mr. Harris, Savannah's father, frowned upon seeing her, rubbing his temple.
This daughter always gave off an unpleasant vibe, making him want to send her away quickly.
The woman sitting opposite him, Scarlett Harris, Mr. Harris's later wife and Savannah's stepmother, always portrayed herself as a good mother, but behind the scenes, she was the manipulator.
As the son-in-law of a middle-class family, Alexander Reynolds lived a life no different from that of a servant. His wife's family despised him and forbade his daughter from calling him "dad." They humiliated and demeaned him daily, with only his wife standing by his side, providing him with emotional support. When his daughter fell seriously ill, the Marshall family pressured him to divorce Eleanor Marshall, hurling insults and declaring him unworthy of his beautiful wife and precious daughter. Little did they know that Alexander was the heir to the powerful Reynolds family. If his mother hadn't taken him away years ago, he wouldn't have ended up in such an impoverished state. Alexander made up his mind. He would claim his inheritance. Once he accepted this power, no one would be able to stand in his way!
Jonathan Wang was a young man from distant lands who ventured to the city of San Francisco to forge his own destiny. After years of ceaseless toil and dedication, he successfully established a business empire valued in the multi-millions of dollars. Following his triumphant rise, he united in matrimony with one Orla William. Before long, however, his brother-in-law, Harding William, conspired to enact a most unsavory plot involving Adela Kyle - the youngest heiress of a wealthy family. Yet, rather than act upon his own malevolent intentions, he administered an aphrodisiac, leading Jonathan to share the bed with Adela unwittingly. Consequently, Jonathan was wrongfully sentenced to over six and a half years of incarceration on charges of rape. Upon his release, he discovered a truth that cut him to the quick: his child had been sold to the Thomas family by Orla, his wife, who harbored intentions of betrothing another man. This time, emerging from the cold confines of the prison, Jonathan returned with an unshakeable resolve to reclaim what was his and bring the William family to heel, along with the Thomas family, and indeed any house that dared oppose him. For he was now the reigning lord of Top-Sky House: the most formidable alliance in all spheres of commerce, military, and healthcare. He stood unchallenged at the helm, a titan fearing no one!
Anthea Nicholas was known as an audacious woman who stole her elder sister's husband, Raymond Dennis. His resentment toward her was not too profound, for he was a seasoned player. But his pride was trodden underfoot when he discovered that she had not virgin pure before their marriage. He loathed her, and he demeaned her. Every day, Raymond would submit a divorce request, while Anthea, inextricably tied to the family business, couldn’t decide to divorce. Choosing the right person to marry is correct, but marrying someone who doesn't love you is a mistake. This marriage deeply hurt Anthea, and she decided to step back. "Recognize your mistake and correct it. Let's get a divorce!" Anthea said to Raymond, a husband who had never loved her. After all, they were only hurting each other. By setting him free, she was also liberating herself! But after the divorce, she found out she was carrying his child… A broken marriage, the return of an old love, everything was in the past…
Benjamin Arnold was a recently discharged soldier with no job or stable life. However, one day, a man named Bahjat Taylor appeared and insisted that Benjamin marry his daughter, Isabella. Without money and his sister gravely ill, requiring costly medical treatment and surgery, Benjamin had no choice but to agree to a marriage of convenience with Isabella. Unbeknownst to Benjamin, Bahjat's motivation for arranging the marriage was discovering a yin-yang koi fish tattoo on Benjamin's left chest. This tattoo contained immense supernatural powers capable of transforming the universe and even granting immortality. Therefore, Bahjat arranged the marriage for his daughter to manipulate Benjamin easily. As for Benjamin, after becoming a son-in-law to the Taylor family, he was constantly belittled and humiliated by his mother-in-law and sister-in-law. His wife would always yell at him, act irrationally, and even openly date other men in front of him. Benjamin's life continued to spiral with one misfortune after another. His father passed away, his sister's illness worsened, and more mysteries unfolded, revealing the truth behind his identity. Would Benjamin be able to rise from these depths of despair? Where would the tattoo on his chest lead him? Benjamin Arnold, the hidden heir of the dragon lineage, is emerging from the void and awakening his true power!
Since the first time met Wolfgang, Emily had fallen in love with him. He treated her well and was handsome and gentle, making her infatuated with him. However, he was both intimate and distant, sometimes being very friendly towards her but other times being cold and distant. But Emily wouldn't give up, she loved him and was determined to flirt with him until she won him over. Then one day, on a full moon... she saw him transform into a... werewolf! Her destined love, Wolfgang, was a werewolf! What was Emily to do?
She wanted to save her purity for the man she loved for five years but mistakenly gave it to the wrong person, and even became pregnant with his child. The engagement was called off, and she disappeared for five years. When Flora returned, she had decided on a fresh start. But unexpectedly, she encountered that man again-Matthew Charles, the father of her two children and now her boss. Even more surprising, Matthew turned out to be the best friend of Patrick Jones-her former fiancé, who had been searching for her for the past five years. When the three of them met, it felt like everything was just beginning...
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
Natalie used to think she could melt Connor’s icy heart, but she was sorely mistaken. When at last she decided to leave, she discovered that she was pregnant. Even so, she chose to quietly leave his world, prompting Connor to mobilize all of his resources and expand his business to a global scale—all in a bid to find her. But there was no trace of Natalie. Connor slowly spiraled into madness, turning the city upside down and leaving chaos in his wake. Natalie finally surfaced years later, with wealth and power of her own, only to find herself entangled with Connor once again.
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"