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Revenge Heiress: Bow To My Reborn

I have 90 days to make Sebastian Cornelius fall in love with me! The only man who can save me from this godforsaken group of people I call my family! And change my fate from being dragged off as a bride to a man old enough to be my grandfather! The only problem with this plan is. It would be better to pray for pigs to fly than to win over Sebastian Cornelius! The heartless, ruthless, and extremely stone-cold tyrant! Luckily, I, Lyla Whitemore have a card to play. The heavens are on my side after waking up ninety days before the day I die and I found out a piece of information that is my golden ticket to turn the tables and escape my cursed fate. With this card, I might even be able to make pigs fly! I discovered that I looked exactly like Sebastian’s dead ex-girlfriend. The only girl he ever loved was my doppelgänger and I’m gonna leverage this straw to not only survive but bring Whitemore's house to ruins! I only hope that the love he had for his dead ex was strong enough because I’m about to bet my entire life on that imaginary strength! “There is a possibility that I might die from this but that doesn’t matter, as long as there’s a 0.1% chance of survival, I’m willing to take the risk. I will do anything to win Sabastian’s favor! I meant it when I said I’m betting everything on you, Sabastian Cornelius, and that includes my life!” - Lyla Whitemore. Join Lyla in this heck of a ride to seek revenge. This is Lyla’s story and you are welcome to the life of a decorative daughter! Disclaimer: Book cover isn’t mine, credit goes to google.
Sweeches · 8.3K Views

Win My Husband Over to Find My Child

Witty FL x Adorkable ML + a cute bun + a talking crochet fox ---------- After the sudden death of her boyfriend, Leslie Song has been single-handedly raising her precious little daughter Calliope. It’s a difficult life, but it’s a happy one. A freak accident puts an end to that. As Leslie lies dying on the road, watching Calliope breathe her last, she curses her helplessness. Calliope’s crochet fox seems to hear her. It opens its mouth and asks, “Do you want to see your daughter again? If so, follow me. Her soul has already left for another world.” Leslie agrees. That’s the last thing she remembers before losing consciousness. When she opens her eyes again, she finds herself—or rather, her soul—standing beside her unconscious body on a hospital bed. “How is this supposed to help me find Calliope!” she exclaims. “This is not your body. Your body is dead. This is my original host, Charlene Li,” explains the toy fox. “You can possess her body to find Calliope, but if you do, you must finish her uncompleted mission for her.” “And what mission is that?” “To marry the second most eligible CEO in the city.” ‘This,’ Leslie concludes, ‘is a scam.’ But she has no other choice. ********** Meanwhile, the second most eligible bachelor in the city, Calix Xu, is patting himself on the back for thwarting his grandmother’s attempts to marry him off. After exhausting all of his tricks and excuses, he has resorted to marrying the comatose daughter of the Li family. Calix smiles, pleased with himself, "Aren't I smart? Grandmother can do nothing now." But… why is he seeing his newly-wedded wife hovering beside her own body? Before he can react, his wife—the moving one—floats towards him. "Husband! Help me find my child!" “Your child?” Calix asks weakly before doing the only reasonable thing he can do in such a situation. He faints. ---------- WSA 2024 entry! Commissioned cover and character images by yuuri_e (Instagram)
hansora · 1.2M Views

MATED TO MY ALPHA MATE

"Being mated to the dreadful alpha was something I could’ve never imagined," Diva thought with a heavy sigh. "Ugh! Ahh!" she screamed, throwing a pillow across the room. "I’m so frustrated with everything right now," she muttered to herself. Her voice wavered with anger as she continued, "I never liked this man! And yet, that stupid soothsayer declared I’m mated to this unmerciful brute who kills over the slightest mistake." Her words were venomous, her frustration spilling into every corner of her room. She began tearing through her belongings, scattering clothes and breaking anything in her path. A loud bang came from the door, making her pause. "Diva!" Mikael’s firm voice cut through the silence. "You have to stop this nonsense and come back to your senses. Destiny doesn’t change just because you want it to." "Go away, Mikael!" Diva snapped, her voice cracking with desperation. "I hear you, loud and clear," Mikael replied with an edge of sarcasm. "But when you’re ready to stop acting like a child, don’t forget to call me. I’ll always be there, whether you like it or not." His tone softened slightly, but the sound of his footsteps walking away came swiftly after. Diva leaned her back against the door, sliding down to the floor as tears streamed down her cheeks. It felt like her whole world had been flipped upside down. She wiped at her face but couldn’t stop the sobs from breaking free. "Why him?" she whispered into the empty room. "Of all the people in the world, why did it have to be Derek?" Her mind raced with memories of Derek—the cold, piercing eyes that seemed to see through everyone, the air of authority that silenced even the boldest warriors, and the bloodstained rumors of his merciless reign. A knock came at the door again, softer this time. "Diva," Mikael’s voice was gentler now. "I know this isn’t easy for you. But running from it won’t change the truth. You need to face him. Talk to him. Maybe he’s not as bad as you think." She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms. "Not as bad as I think? You don’t know him, Mikael. You don’t know what he’s capable of." "And neither do you," Mikael replied. "Maybe it’s time you found out." The silence that followed was deafening. Diva closed her eyes, her head dropping to her knees. She wanted to scream, to protest, to demand a different fate. But deep down, she knew Mikael was right. "Why does it feel like my life has been sold off to the devil himself?" she murmured. Her thoughts were interrupted by a chilling gust of wind that swept through the open window. She froze, her eyes darting to the curtains billowing in the night air. For a moment, she felt as if she was being watched. "Destiny, huh?" she whispered bitterly, glancing at the reflection of her tear-streaked face in the shattered mirror across the room. "If this is my destiny, then fate has made a terrible mistake."
Jixxie_Light · 1.7K Views

Married to my Downfall

he tightens his grip on her wrist, his cold, lustful eyes bore into her soul, reminding her of the vows they once exchanged. "You are mine and mine alone," he whispers, his voice dripping with dark possessiveness. But Diara is no longer the broken woman he left behind. She meets his gaze with a defiant grin, her voice steady as she declares, "I have signed the divorce papers, there’s nothing between us." But Kellan, ever the predator, smirks at her defiance, licking his lips in a way that makes her skin crawl. "I have not yet signed the divorce papers," he sneers, "It’s null and void." His words send a wave of disgust through her, but she refuses to back down. She has suffered enough—endured the heartbreak of losing countless children, the relentless torment of the Crownstar family, and the pain of loving a man who only brought her misery. Diara thought she had escaped his clutches, but now he has returned, more dangerous and determined than ever to claim her as his own. He may have broken her once, but this time, Diara is prepared to fight back. She knows that Kellan is a monster, a man who thrives on control and manipulation, and she is ready to do whatever it takes to free herself from his grasp once and for all. As the battle between them intensifies, Diara must confront the demons of her past and the dark reality of her present. In a world where love is twisted into something unrecognizable, she must find the strength to reclaim her life and protect herself from the man who once vowed to cherish her—but who now seeks to destroy her.
SilverSkyla · 32.8K Views

To My Dearly Detested...

"The thin line between love and hate slowly disappeared when he felt her touch." Being the first born child and next in line to take over after his father, Desmond Fedorov was bound to his duties. After losing an important person in her life, Elsa dreaded the thought of losing another family member. In order to ensure the safety of the two powerful Mafia families, Elsa Marino and Desmond Federov were forced into an arranged marriage. Getting involved with a Marino was not even the last thing Desmond wanted but he had no other choice. He swore to never cross a line with his arranged wife. He wanted to be married to her only on the vows they had taken. Elsa also had no expectations from the marriage. Love was not something she expected of her new husband. She knew she would be his wife only in name. But with the growing tension and chemistry between them, how long will they manage to keep their hands off each other? With new secrets unfolding itself and the looming danger threatening to tear them apart, will the couple ever find love and peace? …… Excerpt: Desmond wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. "Let me go—" Elsa tried to push him away. He tightened his grip around her waist. "Didn't you say I could touch you anywhere I want? I am your husband after all." He gently grabbed her chin. She jerked her face to the other side and scoffed. "You wish. You are my husband only in name, remember? You want nothing from this marriage and neither do I." Keeping quiet for a while, Desmond shook his head. "I changed my mind." She frowned. "I want many things from this marriage.” He brushed the corner of her lips with his thumb. “And that includes you." …… (This is the first book of the Mafia hate and love series.) Instagram: author_sofia05 Discord: https://discord.gg/rxjSSJrzRF …..
Sofia05 · 101.3K Views

The Strongest Lord: My Strength Correspond To My Subjects!

Reborn in a fantasy world as a fetus in his mother's womb, Fredrinn was excited and expectant. Unfortunately, he was nothing more than a son of a village leader. His life was mediocre, and he became a lowly soldier in someone else's territory. Misfortune fell upon his family, and his father unexpectedly died in a venture to trade with the local villages. He was called back by his mother to continue his father's legacy as the village head. Seeing no prospect for the future in being a lowly soldier at his age, Fredrinn planned to spend the rest of his life as a village head. It was then... [Ding! Successfully became the head of a force.] [National Strength Gathering System has been activated!] [Analyzing the current force...] [Ding! Detected, there are 1 family member, 139 villagers, and 49 livestock!] [Would you like to bind them and have a share of their strength?] [Current Force: Level 1 (Village)] [Family members could share 10% of their strength. 2 talents could be shared.] [Members could share 5% of their strength. A talent could be shared.] [Livestock could share 1% of their strength.] With this, Fredrinn decided to be a qualified village head, expand his family tree, nurture his fellow villagers, and breed powerful livestock with his utmost sincerity, quietly increasing his strength. Family members, citizens, livestock... Their numbers increased slowly, and by the time Fredrinn came out to face the fantasy world, he realized. Have you seen a squire killing off hundreds of knights? Have you seen an ordinary knight brutally beating an invincible Grand Knight with a Divine Physique like he was handling a chick? Have you seen a lone Town Master suppressing Emperors with just a lift of his finger? Have you seen peerless, powerful Monarchs groveling just to be with a single man who was not even a King? ... Have you seen a mortal Emperor holding the fort alone against the invading gods and demons?
I_am_A_Bystander · 34.9K Views
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