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REBORN: MEET MY BROTHERS

**This book is in the viral competition. Support me by adding to library, gifting power stones, and golden tickets** . . Perhaps out of mercy, Ava Whitlock found herself reborn before all the tragedies - before her public image was ruined, before her career ended, before her real family disowned her existence and she was brutally murdered by the fake daughter her family had. . . All Ava Whitlock ever wanted in her whole existence was to have a family of her own, one which adored her and reciprocated her love. Her adoptive family were abusive, and when her real wealthy family descended from heaven, Ava thought the universe finally answered her prayer. Her prominent family were the owner of the Whitlock's conglomerate, the largest conglomerate in Lebron City. She had three powerful brothers: Jerome, the general manager of the conglomerate; Noah, the director of the conglomerate's firm; and Caspian, the best software engineer in all of Lebron City. Ava thought she had it all, but what she never expected was that her real family wanted nothing to do with her. They saw her as an eye-sore who was here to claim the position of their fake daughter, and they made no attempt to hide that they preferred the fake daughter to their flesh and blood. . On her death bed, Jerome, Ava's eldest brother asked, almost laughing, "Ava's at the point of death?" Her mother hissed before replying almost immediately, "Good. Let her rot." "Why are we being informed about this?" Noah, Ava's second brother asked. "Ava is no longer part of the Whitlock household after the little stunt she pulled. It's sickening that she still bears my household's name legally, but don't call me even if she's dead," her father said dryly. . . In this life, Ava had another mission. To stop her name from getting ruined publicly, and to earn her family's respect instead. She didn't care about her family's love anymore. But a lot of things changed in her new life that she didn't have answers to. How did she end up with three other guardian angels?! And why did they address her as their lovely little sister?! Also, how did she have a fiance in this new life who was dotting on her?
Grace_Kylie_6044 · 325.9K Views

Ex-wife Revenge: From Grass to Grace

The clock ticked past midnight, each second echoing like a hammer in the hollow silence of the apartment. Rain lashed against the windows, the storm outside mirroring the tempest brewing in Emily’s chest. She sat rigid on the couch, her fingers digging into the upholstery, eyes fixed on the door. David’s keys jingled in the lock, his laughter—warm and carefree—seeping through the wood before he did. He stumbled in, tie askew, the sharp tang of bourbon on his breath. But it wasn’t the alcohol that made her stomach churn. It was the cloying sweetness of jasmine perfume clinging to his collar—a scent that didn’t belong to her. “Where have you been?” Emily’s voice trembled, though she’d rehearsed the question a hundred times in her head. David froze, his smile dissolving. “Work ran late. You know how it is.” “Work ends at six, David. It’s *midnight*.” She stood, her legs unsteady. “And since when do you wear lipstick to the office?” His hand flew to the smudge of crimson on his white sleeve—a shade too bold, too *alive* for the muted tones of their marriage. His face hardened. “You’re imagining things.” “Am I?” She stepped closer, the jasmine scent now suffocating. “Or is it *Jane* from accounting? The one who ‘just needs your help’ every time I call?” His laugh was a cold blade. “You’re paranoid. Always picking fights—” “Paranoid?” Her voice cracked. “You haven’t touched me in months! You come home smelling like *her*, lying to my face—” “Enough!” He slammed his fist on the table, a vase rattling. “I’m tired of your nagging! What do you even do all day? Sit here and wait to accuse me?” The words struck deeper than any slap. Emily’s breath hitched. “I gave up my career for you. For *us*—” “Us?” He sneered. “There *is* no ‘us.’ Just you, digging through my things like a desperate—” She didn’t see his hand move. The crack of his palm against her cheek split the air, her head snapping sideways. She stumbled, clutching the wall as the taste of copper bloomed on her tongue. David loomed over her, his eyes wild, foreign. “You… you pushed me to this,” he hissed, grabbing his coat. “Clean yourself up. You’re pathetic.” The door slammed. Emily slid to the floor, tears mingling with the blood on her lip. Outside, thunder roared. But beneath the pain, a spark ignited—a flicker of defiance. Her gaze landed on the shattered vase, its jagged pieces glinting in the lamplight. *Pathetic.* The word echoed, twisting into a vow. She would rise. Not for him. Not for “us.” But to make him regret the day he underestimated the woman he’d reduced to ashes. -**Chapter One: The Scent of Betrayal (Continued)** The air hung thick with venom. David’s chest heaved, his earlier bravado fraying at the edges. Emily wiped her bleeding lip with the back of her hand, her eyes blazing. “You think Jane *wants* you?” she spat, her voice a razor. “Or does she just pity the man who needs to steal confidence from a bottle and affairs to feel alive?” David’s jaw twitched. “Shut up.” “Why? Because it’s true?” She laughed, cold and sharp. “You’re a cliché, David. A middle-aged fraud in a tailored suit. Even your *precious* promotion—did you earn it, or did you cry your way into it like you did when your father called you a disappointment?” He lunged forward, but she sidestepped, her words relentless. “Jane must be desperate. Or blind. Tell me, does she know you couldn’t even—” “I said *shut up*!” he roared, his composure crumbling. “Couldn’t even *what*?” she taunted, stepping closer. “Finish a sentence? A marriage? Or is that why you’re so bad in—” The slap exploded like a gunshot. Emily’s head whipped sideways, her body crumpling to the floor. The world blurred—a kaleidoscope of shattered glass and spinning shadows. Her cheek burned, but worse was the silence that followed, broken only by her shaky breaths.
Osagie_Aromose · 529 Views

Whispers of Grace

Noah Carter is a 16-year-old with a past shrouded in mystery. After the sudden death of his parents when he was just a child, Noah’s life was altered forever. Raised by his grandmother in the sleepy town of Willow Creek, Noah has always felt like an outsider, his past a puzzle he can never quite piece together. The story begins when Noah stumbles upon a cryptic letter left by his late father, hidden in an old Bible at his grandmother’s house. The letter contains a mysterious message, “The hidden light is near. Trust in the Lord, and you will find it.” This discovery forces Noah to question everything he thought he knew about his family—and his father’s untimely death. What was his father involved in? And why had Noah been left with so many unanswered questions? As Noah digs deeper into his father’s past, he uncovers a map, a book filled with cryptic symbols, and a trail that leads him to a hidden temple buried beneath the town. The more he uncovers, the more he realizes that his father’s secrets are part of something much larger and far more dangerous than he ever could have imagined. When a strange figure warns Noah that he's on the wrong path and that he’s not ready for what’s coming, Noah is forced to reckon with the choices he’s made. The temple—what was his father protecting there? And why are others trying to stop him from uncovering the truth? As Noah races against time, pursued by mysterious forces and unsure who to trust, he discovers that he is no longer just searching for answers—he is at the heart of an ancient conflict that could alter the course of history. With each step closer to the truth, the danger grows, and Noah must decide whether to turn back or risk everything to uncover the legacy his father left behind. The Hidden Path is a thrilling, supernatural journey into secrets buried deep beneath the surface of a quiet town, where one boy’s quest for answers might just be the key to unlocking an age-old mystery—and unleashing something far more powerful than he ever imagined.
angel_Lienou · 3.1K Views

MOONBOUND: Love, War and Destiny

The night was thick with mist, the full moon casting an eerie glow over the dense forest. Shadows stretched and twisted between the towering trees, whispering secrets carried by the wind. Somewhere in the distance, a wolf howled—a deep, mournful sound that sent a shiver down Lena’s spine. She shouldn’t have been here. The warnings were clear. No humans were to step beyond the boundary of the village after dark. Yet here she was, standing at the edge of the unknown, her pulse hammering in her ears. A snap of a twig behind her made her whirl around, heart pounding. But before she could react, a figure emerged from the darkness—a man, tall and imposing, his silver eyes gleaming like molten steel in the moonlight. “You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, his voice a dangerous mix of warning and curiosity. Lena took a step back, her breath catching. There was something unnatural about him, something untamed. She could feel it in the way the air around him crackled with energy, in the way his gaze pinned her like a predator studying its prey. “I—” she started, but the words died on her lips when he took a step closer. His presence was overwhelming, his scent a mix of earth and something wilder, something that made her stomach twist in ways she didn’t understand. Then, as if the universe itself had decided to intervene, the clouds shifted, allowing the full moon’s light to fully illuminate him. And in that moment, Lena saw the truth. He wasn’t just a man. He was something else entirely. Something that shouldn’t exist.
Hannah_grace · 2.9K Views

Blessed to be the Villain

Ethan's head throbbed violently as he opened his eyes, his vision hazy and unfocused. A dull ringing filled his ears, drowning out his thoughts. "What’s happening…?" he thought, his mind sluggish, struggling to catch up with reality. One moment, he was asleep—or at least, he thought he was—and the next, searing pain forced him awake. His vision swam, shapes blurring together in a disorienting mess. But then, muffled noises filtered through the haze—frantic, panicked sounds. Someone was trying to scream, their voice smothered, choked by something. A cold shiver ran down his spine. As his sight gradually sharpened, Ethan's breath hitched. He was on all fours, looming over someone. A girl. Her body twisted and writhed beneath him, ropes biting into her wrists and ankles. Her mouth was gagged, muffling her cries. Her wide brown eyes, brimming with fear and fury, glared up at him. Ethan's body locked in place, his blood running cold. "What the…?" His mind reeled, thoughts slamming into each other in chaotic disarray. "What kind of bizarre dream is this?" Panic clawed at his chest. His breath came in ragged, uneven gasps as he scrambled backward, only to realize his limbs felt sluggish, uncooperative, like they didn’t belong to him. "Is this… is this some kind of twisted fantasy I never knew I had?" A sickening thought slithered through his mind, making his stomach churn. The girl's frantic squirming slowed for a moment, her gaze flickering with confusion as she took in his expression—his trembling hands, his wide, horrified eyes. But the fear returned just as quickly. She struggled harder, her body arching, her muffled screams rising in pitch. Ethan wanted to speak, to say something, anything, but before he could force out a word, a glowing blue window materialized before his eyes. His breath caught. A translucent, hovering screen? "What…?" Lines of glowing text scrolled across its surface. --- [System Activated…] [Host Confirmed.] [Simulating Previous Data…] Ethan wakes up in a mysterious world, bound by a curse that clouds his judgment and forces him into choices he never wanted to make. Struggling with guilt and responsibility, he must navigate the consequences of his actions while uncovering the truth behind the curse and his place in this strange new reality.
Daydreamers · 20.6K Views

un mariage arrangé avec mon ex

Julien, ne sachant comment gérer ses sentiments, décide de partir sans rien dire à Alice. Il lui laisse une lettre d'au revoir, expliquant ses sentiments et ses raisons. Ce geste surprend Alice et la pousse à réfléchir profondément à ce qu'elle ressent vraiment. Alice revient dans sa ville natale, et les souvenirs de sa relation avec Julien lui reviennent., Par coïncidence, elle le retrouve lors d'une soirée dans leur bar préféré, un lieu chargé de souvenirs pour eux deux. Cette rencontre inattendue ravive des émotions longtemps enfouies, et les pousse à reconsidérer leurs choix de vie. Ils espèrent ne plus jamais se revoir après cette soirée, pensant que leurs nouvelles vies seraient moins compliquées sans la présence de l'autre. Cependant, le destin en décide autrement. Lors du bal organisé pour les retrouvailles des anciens élèves de leur lycée, Alice et Julien se retrouvent de nouveau. Cette deuxième rencontre fortuite intensifie les sentiments qu'ils ont toujours eu l'un pour l'autre. Alice et Julien étaient amoureux au lycée, mais leur relation s'est terminée brutalement lorsqu'ils ont dû déménager dans des villes différentes pour poursuivre leurs études. Malgré le temps et la distance, ils ne se sont jamais complètement oubliés. Des années plus tard, les parents de Julien, soucieux de sauver leur entreprise familiale, organisent un mariage arrangé pour leur fils avec une jeune femme dont la famille possède des connexions importantes. À la surprise de Julien, cette jeune femme n'est autre qu'Alice.
Grace_Inogwabini · 1.9K Views

The Duke's youngest son is Unbearable

"Power tends to corrupt, and absolute power corrupts absolutely…" Man, these words are simple yet very true. The one who said these words must have really been… "corrupted," hehe. Does power corrupt? Maybe. But why? Is it power's very nature to corrupt? If that's true, does that mean everyone who has power is… corrupted? And if they are, then how much? Partially, slightly, or fully? Who, then, is the most corrupt? Is it the police, who have the power of law over the people who break it? Or is it the military, with the power of weapons? Or is it the politicians, controlling the police, the military, and the infamous red buttons? Or perhaps it's the people who fund those politicians—those who control everything from the shadows. To know who is the most corrupt, we need to figure out who is the most powerful. If I asked a random person, "Who's the most powerful being?" they'd probably answer with one word: God. Well, it makes sense. I mean, God Himself says in His holy scriptures that He is the source of all power. The most powerful being there was, is, and will ever be. If He is the source of all power... And if power's very nature is to corrupt... Then does that mean "God," the source of all power, is also the source of all corruption?! I rubbed the back of my neck, my lips twitching into a nervous smile. Probably not, but then again… Angels, the second most powerful beings, worship God and cannot disobey Him. At least in Islam, they can't. Christianity? Well, that's a whole different ballgame. So I don't know—maybe. But what about the people who believe in God? There are plenty of radicals out there. I mean, I've seen enough news stories about people blowing themselves up in the name of God. Killing others in His name. Some even believe they're chosen by God, so they kill for Him. Are they believers in God? Corrupted by the Devil? Or enlightened beings who see something my dumb self doesn't? I squinted, tapping my fingers rhythmically against my thigh. Man, I don't know about Hell, but after all these blasphemous thoughts, I don't think God's letting me into Heaven either. Now, everyone's probably wondering, Why are you talking about these blasphemous things? Well, it's my grandma's fault. "What did she do?" Nothing! It's not what she did—it's what she said. When I was little, my grandma used to say, "If you have nothing to do, think about God." So, technically, it's her fault. Title: The Duke's Youngest Son Is Unbearable Asher, the youngest son of an esteemed archduke, is infamous for his arrogance, sharp tongue, and reckless demeanor. To the outside world, he’s the epitome of a spoiled noble, but beneath the façade lies a storm of confusion and turmoil. Memories of a past life on Earth haunt him, colliding with his current existence, and leaving him questioning the very fabric of reality. A dungeon raid at Aetherion Academy turns into a life-altering event when a rivalry with the commoner prodigy, Elvin, spirals out of control. Left for dead, Asher experiences his first "awakening," a mysterious phenomenon that not only heals his shattered ether core but also grants him the power to manipulate space and time. His revival raises more questions than answers—why was he brought back, and what does this awakening truly mean? Asher’s newfound abilities catapult him into a world of intrigue, where nobles play dangerous games, ancient secrets resurface, and shadowy powers stir in the background. His abrasive personality and sharp wit make him enemies at every turn, but it also hides the growing weight of responsibility and guilt he carries. With each stage of his awakening, Asher’s abilities grow stronger, moving from controlling objects and altering the physical world to rewriting the very concept of time itself. But with great power comes consequences, and the line between saving the world and destroying it becomes increasingly blurred. join Asher in this journey.
Daydreamers · 8K Views

Turning: reborn as the unwanted one

Rane was the cherished young miss of the William family, but as fate would have it, their affection deeply favoured her adopted sister. The reason was simple, as children Genna and Rane were switched at birth. Rane had lived in the slums while Genna was raised by the Williams family. By the time the Williams family found her their ties with Genna had already become too tight. They couldn't accept her. Haunted by a tumultuous past that saw her wandering the unforgiving streets, Rane had developed a quiet, fragile demeanour that resembled the calm before a storm. The scars of her past etched into her soul made her reluctant to defend herself, even when Genna—sometimes out of jealousy—slandered her unfairly. Rane often faded into the background, a silent observer in her own life, but this only stoked the fires of resentment among her siblings, who labelled her as spineless and malicious. The relentless bullying and merciless ridicule she faced took their toll, leading her down a dark spiral into depression. Friends, teachers, and family dismissed her pain, assuming she was merely feigning weakness, leaving her to suffer in silence. Instead of receiving the support she needed, Rane found herself trapped in a vicious cycle of mistreatment that deepened her despair. Only her godmother, Jenna, seemed to grasp the extent of Rane’s anguish. By the time Jenna intervened, attempting to rescue her from the suffocating grasp of her adoptive family, Rane had become a mere shadow of her former self. The vibrant spark of life within her had dimmed, extinguished by the burdens she carried. Her will to fight, to change her circumstances, slowly ebbed away, mirroring her physical decline. Ultimately, she succumbed to the weight of her suffering, leaving this world with one solitary wish: she wanted to be strong so strong that no one would be able to take advantage of her.
Grace_Lenchiro · 522 Views

DANDELIONs

In a world where everyone around her shines, **Lily Williams** has always been the invisible one. The middle child in a family of extraordinary talents—her father, a renowned artist; her mother, a celebrated actress; and her sisters, a prodigy pianist and a rising supermodel—Lily feels like a dandelion in a garden of roses: ordinary, overlooked, and easily forgotten. But beneath her unassuming exterior lies a sharp mind and a quiet strength, honed by years of blending into the background and observing the secrets others try to hide. **Eden Blackwood** is the man who has it all. Born into a family of bankers, he broke away to build his own tech empire, determined to prove he’s more than just a “rich boy.” Handsome, successful, and perpetually in the spotlight, Eden is the epitome of charm—but his playboy persona hides a deeper truth. For six years, he’s been in a secret relationship with Lily’s sister, Clara, a decision made to protect her career but one that has left him questioning what he truly wants. When a scandalous misunderstanding forces Eden and Lily into a marriage neither of them wants, their lives are turned upside down. Lily, tired of being overlooked, begins to step out of the shadows, unaware that her newfound confidence will set off a chain of events that will change everything. Eden, torn between his loyalty to Clara and his growing curiosity about Lily, finds himself drawn to the woman he once dismissed as ordinary. But as secrets unravel and jealousies ignite, the fragile bond between Eden and Lily is tested. Clara, desperate to reclaim what she believes is hers, orchestrates a media storm that threatens to destroy them all. Amidst the chaos, Lily must decide whether to fight for the love she never expected or walk away from the man who once saw her as invisible. *Dandelions* is a story of second chances, self-discovery, and the transformative power of love. It’s about finding beauty in the ordinary, strength in vulnerability, and the courage to bloom where you’re planted—even when the world tries to overlook you. **Tone & Style:** - **Emotional**: Deeply character-driven, with a focus on internal struggles and growth. - **Dramatic**: High-stakes conflicts, misunderstandings, and betrayals. - **Romantic**: A slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers romance with plenty of tension
Akinde_Hannah · 2.4K Views
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