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During the demon-summoning ceremony, Aiwass finally recalled his past life's memories. This should be an online game that his family's company had released and operated for six years. Now, his foster father was the leader of the latest version's antagonist organization. He would expose his identity six years later, hesitate and then defect from the protagonist's side. Ultimately, because he decided to take a fatal strike meant for the player character, he was killed by his upright older brother in a transitional CG without even a chance to enter the main content. ——But the problem was not too significant. Aiwass also knew many secret advancement routes exclusive to the player character, as well as the Nurturing Secret Sequel regulations of the various Paths. He believed he could reverse his unfortunate fate…… So now there was only one issue left. "According to the original plot, shouldn't I have been rescued by the protagonist before this lousy ceremony even began?" Tied to the ceremonial altar as a sacrifice, Aiwass fell into contemplation. —————— Keywords: Victorian Fantasy, Amber Flow

Additional tags #Gods #Devil #Ancient beings #Creators #Monarchs ........... Zar had just completed the prologue of his first novel—a sprawling, intricate universe known as the Nexus Verse, filled with multiverses, ancient beings, and a god-tier academy designed to train the most powerful individuals across existence. He had poured years into world-building, designing complex systems, and crafting lore that would put even the greatest fictional worlds to shame. It was his magnum opus… or so he thought. Then, on the night of his 22nd birthday, something went horribly wrong. A simple cake-cutting moment turned into an out-of-body experience, and when he woke up, he wasn’t at home anymore. Instead, he found himself standing inside the very world he had created—but there was a problem. He had only written the prologue. The rest? Just scattered ideas in his head. And now, he was here. To his horror, the Nexus Verse was far more vast and chaotic than he had imagined. His "brilliant" concepts had backfired spectacularly—there weren’t just a few multiverses, there were over 9,000 of them, each teeming with powerful civilizations, cosmic monstrosities, and warlords that made gods look like insects. Worse, the Nexus Academy—the elite institution he had designed to train only the strongest beings—was real. And as fate would have it, he was now a participant in its entrance exam. Armed with whatever scraps of lore he can remember and the horrifying realization that he might have made this world way too overpowered, Zar must navigate the trials of Nexus Academy, outsmart beings that defy logic, and pray that none of the godlike entities he wrote into existence decide to obliterate him just for fun. After all, if the author himself doesn’t even know what happens next… how the hell is he supposed to survive? As he struggles to comprehend the madness he has been thrown into, a voice—ancient, boundless, and resonating with unfathomable power—echoes in his mind. [At long last… the Architect awakens. Welcome, my sole and rightful wielder.] Zar's breath caught in his throat. What the hell had he created?

Anthony was an orphan and has been through the hard life filled with suffering Working twenty four hours a day with nothing to show for it. He prayed everyday for a better day but god seem to not hear him He only read novels and other books in other to escape his harsh reality, because it was only in it he found solace He died one night on his way home from work after cursing god for the first time as a result of his frustration. He thought he would be heading to hell for cursing god. But a Unique being that even the universe couldn't fathom was intrigued with Anthony's soul. He decided to grant Anthony a wish after he had been through a hard life Follow Anthony as he vows to achieve whatever he couldn't in his past life. He shall stand above all with absolute power All tremble with just the mention of his name Overpowered✓ Handsome✓ NOTE: This is my first book HAREM PASS: DENIED R-18: DENIED Support us with your power stone and gift. DISCORD: https://discord.gg/ZNUNmJEEVC .................................................................... NOTE: The book cover isn't mine, if the owner wants me to remove it, I will

What happens when a reincarnation goes horribly wrong? Oran Farrow is not who he used to be. The soul inhabiting his body was once a sick man on earth, suffering from chronic pain and despair. He prayed for an end to his torment, and death answered. Only death wasn’t the end, it was a new beginning. Now in a different world, with a body and name that are not his own, he must learn to navigate a world of monsters and magic. For most people dealing with demon cultists, a lovesick necromancer, and worst of all, being a shambling corpse, would be hard. But after the life he’s had, Oran couldn’t be happier!

Charles transmigrated to the Beast Mastery World and became a Beast Master. At the beginning, he participated in the Beast Awakening Ceremony, where there were thousands of pets with varying qualities. Which one should he choose? At the start, he participates in the Tamer Awakening Ceremony, with thousands of pets of varying qualities. Which one should he choose? Fortunately, he has awakened a system that allows him to see hints that only he can perceive. "Hint: 【The Double Sword Praying Mantis】, Lv1, decent skills but low quality, insufficient for later stages..." "Hint: 【The Four-Winged Tiger】, Lv1, strong and robust but timid, may abandon its master and run away..." "Hint: 【The Frost Wolf】, Lv5, Gold quality, extremely rare with both Ice and Fire attributes..." Charles: "I want to make a contract with the Frost Wolf!" Teacher: "The success rate for the first contract is 100%, which is very rare. Are you sure about your choice?" Guild: "This Frost Wolf is weak and has poor combat ability. Are you sure you don't want to reconsider?" Charles: "No need to reconsider. It’s the one!"

Before gods ruled and demons rebelled, before angels sang and mortals prayed, there was The Forge—a cosmic foundry where the first divine shaped. It was neither Heaven nor Hell, but something beyond comprehension. Then, without warning, The Forge vanished from existence. Its name was erased. Its fire extinguished. Its purpose lost. Until now. A nameless entity awakens in the ruins of a world that should not exist. It has no past, no identity—only a single directive burned into its being: "Reignite The Forge." But the gods have long buried its secrets. The angels guard its remains. The demons whisper of a power even they fear. And humanity, caught in the crossfire, has forgotten its place in the grand design. As the being takes its first steps, it begins to shape itself—a mind, a body, a name. But with every revelation, it draws the attention of forces beyond comprehension—ancient gods, fallen titans, and cosmic entities that predate reality itself. Now, the battle for existence begins. The gods will seek to erase him. The forgotten ones will seek to claim him. And the universe will tremble as The Forge remembers. But the greatest question remains… Should it be reignited?

When something is filled to the brim, it is common knowledge that it has hit its capacity – nothing else can go in without the risk of overflowing. But that's not the case for celestial beings, who have nothing inside them but greed for power and fame amongst themselves. So, this brings the question... What happens when your own God gets greedy? What happens, when the one you pray to every night... betrays you, and your world? A young man living in Seattle found himself asking this very question when he was abruptly thrown into a strange mix of strangers – a place which, frankly, he didn't belong to. Can he even begin to compare to these beasts, or will he remain weak and frail, like a worthless background character? Will he ever be able to catch up to the main characters? This is the story of that man... and his will to defy the expectations.

"Devil's Heart," a tragic romance novel that caught my [Eian Roger] attention, after a long time. If you ask what's so great about it, the only answer I can give is—the green-eyed guy, Eron De Vilan, my villain. I loved that guy so much I could call myself crazy. Seriously, who else would pray for a fictional character to have a happy ending? But that scum author, broke my all hope and gave him the worst fate. As I wandered the streets, heartbroken, I met my end while trying to save a stray cat. Really... even now, I can't believe I did such a stupid thing. It's so frustrating... But what's even more nerve-wracking is the fact that I transmigrated into the novel I cherished—only to end up as the antagonist who tortures my favorite character. The only relief I had was the timeline. It’s still too early for the original story to unfold. That meant there was still time. This time, the extra would seize control of the narrative. I will rewrite the story for my villain. No matter what happens… Eron De Vilan will have his happy ending.

Eternal Dusk – A Dark Apocalyptic Fantasy The world is ending—not in fire, but in an endless twilight where the screams of the fallen are swallowed by the void. The gods are gone. The heavens have rotted. All that remains is war. In the heart of this dying world, Modred stands at the edge of oblivion. A warrior born from the ashes of a broken past, his crimson eyes burn with a fury that even death cannot smother. He does not fight for hope. Hope is a lie. He does not fight for justice. Justice died long ago. He fights because there is nothing else left. Beyond the walls of Astria, the last kingdom standing, the forces of the Pantheon tighten their grip. The gods may be gone, but their shadows remain—whispering, corrupting, devouring. When the call for war echoes once more, the Deicida Squads—executioners of the divine—are sent into the abyss. Some will rise as legends. The rest will be forgotten. But in a world where death is a certainty, Modred knows one truth: You don’t pray for salvation. You carve it from the corpses of those who stand in your way. Eternal Dusk is a dark apocalyptic fantasy where brutality and vengeance walk hand in hand. In this world, there are no chosen heroes—only those willing to kill before they are killed. And when the dusk finally fades... will your name be remembered, or buried with the fallen?

LGBTQ+ - BL | All-Ages Version In a kingdom, where opulence reigns and secrets pile high, the annual week-long founding festival and ball occur within the palace walls. Nobles from far and wide gather at the detached palace for nights filled with masquerade balls, lavish dinners, and whispered intrigues. Amidst the splendour of the gardens, Kaisan, an enchanting young man adorned in silk and lace, finds himself swept into a whirlwind romance when he encounters Rhaegal, a charming stranger lost in the revelry of the night. Mistaken identities lead to a fateful dance in the fountain, where laughter mingles with the sweet taste of wine and stolen kisses. As the festival unfolds, Rhae and Kaisan's bond deepens with each passing moment, their days filled with stolen moments of passion and deep bonds. But when a truth is revealed at the grand dinner on the final evening, betrayal shatters their fragile connection, leaving Kaisan adrift in a sea of despair and confusion. As Kaisan's fragile state threatens to consume him amidst the whispers of madness and rumours of tragedy, an offering of solace in the darkest of nights and unwavering devotion in the face of uncertainty may be the only path to healing. With each tender touch and whispered word, Rhae strives to reclaim the heart of the man he once abandoned, praying that their love will be enough to guide them through the darkest of nights and into the dawn of a new day.

Trojas was a land of beauty, rich in warmth and culture. It was also home to some of the finest warriors on the continent. The people of this prosperous nation lived happily, taking great pride in their homeland. Ceremus Marcrinos had just inherited the throne, and despite his grief, he carried out his duties the best he could. Unfortunately, his loneliness overwhelmed him, and the only escape from the pain in his heart came through his vices. Whether it was drinking the night away, sleeping with countless strangers, or getting into unnecessary fights, the king just couldn’t stay out of trouble. The citizens of Trojas initially tolerated his behavior, sympathizing with his loss, but things only grew worse. Ceremus, once revered as a benevolent king, became a tyrant. His abuse of power pushed the people to their breaking point, and in desperation, they prayed to Kaleeso, the goddess and creator of mortals, to ease their suffering. The goddess, moved by their cries, chose to send someone who could finally put the unruly king in his place. A man emerged from the heart of the Aphthonia Forest becoming the protector of its land. He had but one mission—to save the people, but more importantly, save the King of Trojas from himself. The problem was, would the prideful Ceremus be able to accept such a change? Especially when all he had known for the last eight years was solitude? I mean his chosen one was destined to be a man! ~*~ Cover was recreated by a close relative!

In a world dominated by seven super-corporations, the Longevity Species that always occupied the pinnacle of power didn't allow for the enactment of written laws. The Floating Islands of prisons delimited by lines on the map, where resources would inevitably run out in the future... People yearned for the birth of a true "Hero," yet they cynically awaited the fall of a Hero from grace. As long as one was hailed by the media as a Hero, even murder could be forgiven, and every word they said would be adored. Even high and mighty Elves dared not provoke the edge of a Hero. But if a Hero of the past committed even a minor offense, the moment their image crumbled, the forgiven sins would flare up like an inextinguishable furnace, and the stars of yesterday would instantly become unforgivable criminals... "—Come become a Hero, Russell." The most vicious criminal in the world thrust a knife into the boy's hand, whispering a low enticement. —————— Solo female lead, Beast Ears, Spiritual Energy, Mechanical Angels, and other elements. Cyber-fantasy. Please refrain if not to your liking.

After the invasion, humanity has been reduced in numbers drastically. 93% of the male population has been wiped out, alongside all the gods. Everyone left, prayed for a miracle and their prayers have been answered. In order to save mankind, the last remaining goddesses, created female warriors known as the Valkyrie to protect and keep the human population alive. However, because of the superior genes of women, the children born would always be female and if they were born male, they would die. The goddesses, need to figure out a way to prevent the deaths of male children or else it will be the extinction of humanity and them. The Faction Wars Series contains disturbing content that may be too intense for readers, such as abuse, rape, drugs, extreme gore and violence, mental and physical torture towards men, women and even children. Reader discretion is advised.

“I am a benevolent god. If you worship me well, maybe I will save you… from the calamities I send.” Zayne was just an ordinary guy, when he was picked through a random draw to become a host of the God System. Having accepted the offer - could that even be considered a choice, when his soul would have been exterminated otherwise? - he was transported to a different world, tasked with gaining believers and growing his cult, earning points from their faith. Once he gained enough believers and points, he would be able to rise to a higher position in the Pantheon… However. A ‘life’ as a deity turned out to be far less glorious than he would have thought. Centuries later, he is still stuck in his first world. Fulfilling prayers day in and day out, as a mere consciousness floating in nothingness, alone with the system. He cannot rank up, he cannot move on, and he cannot even vent his frustration well, because he’s always short on points! And his believers are not even loyal, still worshiping other gods as well! In a moment of distraction, he makes a mistake, which initiates his descent. Not wanting to waste the points he has already spent, Zayne decides to wander the world for a while, posing as his own prophet, using this opportunity to spread his faith… And more importantly, vent all his pent-up anger, and have fun along the way! Randomly doing whatever he wants, he accidentally discovers a path he could take as a god: sending calamities, and then rescuing people from them - of course as long as they pray! And so his journey to the top finally begins.

She was made a villainess and died in the guillotine while staring back at the only man she loves holding the woman who made her appear wicked, hiding a victorious smile behind her weakened facade. "If there's a world parallel to us like I always believed, I prayed that she won't love you like I do. Loving you wasn't a mistake. But chasing you until there's nothing left of me, was." Her last thought before she died. And when she thought it was over, she woke up to a different world, where magic, monsters, and knights were only a work of fiction. Bewildered, she saw a scattered drafts of papers beneath her bed just to be even more surprised upon reading the exact thing that happened to her before she died. And in the blink of an eye, unknown memories flash before her, making her feel bitterness when she realizes that the author of the life, she had was none other than the person her soul transferred to. "So even in this life, you devoted yourself to him." "But I won't do it again."

After everything that Zaroth had was stolen from him, he decided to live solely for his desires, morals be damned! Close to his death, he resurrects and tames a mythical dragon, who turns out to be a breathtaking woman. Learning that in order to explore her body, he must grow stronger so he doesn’t die during the act, Zaroth sets a clear goal for himself: to get stronger. “But I’m curious about something.” “Hm? What is it?” Luna asked, raising an eyebrow. “You said you judged me. How did you do that? Why was I worthy?” Luna’s smile darkened, her eyes glowing with a dangerous intensity. "Despite knowing you would die, you didn’t pray to the gods. On the contrary, you declared that you would kill every single one of them like the dogs they are. In my life, you’re the only one who’s ever made such a declaration, which is why I couldn’t leave you behind—someone who dares to share my dream." ---------- If you’re brave enough to join us, the Abyss Watchers can be found here - https://discord.gg/3evkMwNyZC

The world of Anexia is rotting. The Mist has taken hold over entire continents and continues to spread, not content until the entire world is under its control. Raorka, along with his mother Zoe and father Zack, are thrust into this world after an accident. However they wake up at different parts of the world. Raorka wakes up near the Domed Town of Temuril, where inhabitants speak of the cursed dragon in the woods and the exiled witch who teaches magik...for a price. Zack wakes up near the town of Odania where the red cloaked Chianti Hunters battle against the tyrant mayor and the last Great Kingdom. Zoe awakens near the abandoned Church of Laments, where the cries of persecuted nuns echo, praying for the return of their Goddess and her blessings. Now they journey separately, desperate to reunite with each other amidst the chaos of a dying world.

As one of GHOST FLEET's most formidable agents, ERIKA had spent her life honing her skills for a single purpose: vengeance. The monsters who tore her world apart, stripping her of family, pride, and dignity, had no idea she was coming for them. Armed with unyielding resolve, she believed she was ready to unleash hell. But vengeance is rarely simple, and the truth has a way of cutting deeper than any blade. The man she had silently loved, long before she even understood the depth of her feelings, stood revealed as her enemy’s most trusted ally. The love she once deemed unshakable was nothing more than a cruel illusion, a game in which she was but a pawn. Betrayed and broken, she did the unthinkable. Without a moment's hesitation, she leveled her gun at the one who once held her heart. Yet what Erika didn’t know was that, to him, she was not a pawn but the very center of his world. She was the dream he had dared to pray for, the light he craved in a life of shadows. And for her, he would set the entire world aflame—even if it meant turning it against himself. She was a phoenix, rising unbroken from the ashes of her past. He was the storm, destined to burn beneath her radiance. In a tale woven with betrayal and regret, friendship and greed, the unrelenting pursuit of power, and mysteries buried deep, one truth remained: Even in the face of hatred, even when stained with blood and vengeance, love does not die. It endures. It transforms. And it consumes.

"Learning from mistakes was never my way. And this story that I want to tell you about is the price of my ambition. When my sister lost her life because of my mistakes, for the first time, I felt regret. 'If I had a normal life, this wouldn't have happened.' For the first time, I prayed. I, the proud Azima who relied on nothing and no one, now prayed to something she didn't believe in. "... God, please give me another chance..." Contrary to what I expected, that which I didn't even know its identity granted my wish. My sister and I were reborn in a world; no resemblance to the one we had lived in before. 'I will take care of you this time, Arina.' But everything didn’t go as I wanted. "I want to be a knight." 'wh_what?' Now that I want to lead a peaceful life, it's Arina who wants to get herself into trouble. And not just any world, but a world full of monsters and magic. 'Can I create a good ending for Arina this time?'”

In 2040, The Earth was bathed in powerful radiation when a star went supernova, this radiation granted 50% of humans superhuman abilities but also created a nightmare for them as animals, insects, and carnivorous plants were mutated and became overpowered with intelligence, human started teetering on the brink of survival, a boy with no powers and no father, with a mother in a coma, seems destined for obscurity, but one night changed his life, with a new found hope to cure his mum from the everlasting sleep—Gene Elixir— he went on on a journey that would reshape his destiny... ~Voracious Sovereign... Gene Devourer... Pray you won't be devoured by this power you wield which hunger is insatiable~ ~You call yourself an opportunist... But. .. you aren't free. A hungry man is not a free man...~

Gods symbolized concepts.  Mortals prayed to Gods for the power they symbolized.  The more believers a God had, the longer they lived.  The blessed of the gods, the pope and the priests similarly received a boon in lifespan along with the powers they obtain. It was a win-win relationship. Except the Witch of Eternity, who symbolized Eternity, Immortality, Infinity.  The only everlasting existence of the universe. She had no need for believers. So when she raised the Tower of Transcendence which promised a completely new power system based on Sigils, the Gods were enraged. The Gods and the various churches couldn’t sit still as the mortals they ruled over now had no restriction to obtain extraordinary power and could threaten their endless lifespan. The Witch of Eternity fought countless Gods, fracturing the Nine Heavens before she was finally sealed. But the Tower of Transcendence had already taken root in the existence of the broken Nine Heavens; they couldn’t stop mortals from obtaining boundless powers now. Little did they know that the Witch of Eternity had adopted a child. What she left for the universe wasn’t only the Tower of Transcendence but also a gift for the child.  Watch as the child walks the path of Dreams to exact revenge upon the Gods and the churches alongside the allies he’ll form while climbing the Tower. The Tower Climbers vs The Churches Lorentz Volhard Von Hell vs The Gods With the Witch of Eternity sealed, The Tower of Transcendence only had limited time before the gods would destroy it. It was a race against time. Could the Wizard of Dreams climb fast enough to confront the Gods? Or would he be buried underneath the rubbles of the broken Tower?

There is a girl I love, beyond measure, her name whispered in my every prayer. I sacrificed everything for her, and now I depart, my final act dedicated to her. In a realm beyond this life, if our souls should meet once more I pray earnestly for one thing—may the Divine decree that we never again walk the same path. Then why? “Excuse me? If you're done, can I use the tap?” Why did our path across again? If our fate was predetermined, why had I been granted this second chance? Why!? Why was I transported back to the past!?

Evangeline is left to stumble through the streets, rain pouring down on her and on the verge of death. Her stomach gapes open, spilling intestines into her arms, her blood slicking the stone steps of a roadside shrine. Her neck is slit, silencing her voice to nothing more than wheezes. The rain drips into her wounds as she collapses against the shrine's walls. Pure desperation drives her trembling hands to clasp together as she prays, not to a god she knows, but to anything that might listen. Her life ended that night, snuffed out like a candle. But her body stood once more. --- Warning • Female Protagonist (because some of you care for some reason)

There was once an innocent little boy who was about to graduate high school. But suddenly, a truck ran him over before he could step foot in adult life. From his cruel twist of fate, he learns that after a person dies, they simply go to a result screen—a simple score system based on how publicly known they are. Being the nobody, he only had enough points to use the wheel spin—three shots that would determine his upcoming life. The wheel first landed on females, crushing his hope of keeping his gender. But he wasn't just going to give up so easily as the male section remained. The next spin didn't land on what he hoped for. With one last shot, he slammed the button and prayed. A miracle, almost as if god answered his prayer, appeared right before his eyes as it landed on a male. "Thank you, god! I knew you'd never give up on me like that——Wait, what do you mean that's a bug?" Before he could say anything, he was reborn into a fantasy world where magic and cultivation coexist. Want to find out what he got for his upcoming adventure? Well, let's just say he experiences the three stages of grief with his awful luck. --- Disclaimer: Some of the love interests are related to the main character, and the main character's love interests are only towards women. Four chapters a week. The upload schedule may be a little wacky, and no bonus chapter for now as I'm still currently in college. Discord server if you want to talk or have questions: https://discord.gg/hnXMFwfVR3

Jung Ha-rin, the infamously timid 29 year-old vocalist of the K-Pop group Cheerleader, wanted to die. Her life as an idol was nothing short of miserable. Her time in the K-Pop industry nothing short of killed her. The only way out of this hell was to end it. But when she finally goes through and ends her life, she finds herself in the body of a school boy?! A school boy with the dreams of being an idol at that! “Is this the Hevean I prayed to?!” She screamed.

Winged beasts with a hundred-meter wingspan swooped from the skies above. Bloodthirsty creatures weaved and leapt between skyscrapers, in search of prey. Thunderous beasts shrouded in lightning took steps that shook the earth with each stride. Humans hid, trembling in the city ruins, praying for the protection of the World Tree. Outside the city, a gargantuan tree that eclipsed the sun, opened its eyes. "This is the city under my sanctuary. Leave, or meet your death!" In an instant, all beasts submitted. PS: Mutated Animals + Lord genre! Early-stage main storyline: Tame Mutated Animals and establish power. In the mid to late stages, the protagonist can transform into a human.

1453, a year that marked the end of an era With one city's fall, a shift from Medieval to Modern Constantinople, a name etched in time For a thousand years, stood strong and sublime Against foes that dreamed to take her down She persisted, unbroken, a true crown But tonight, everything changes Guns fired, women weep, men yell in ranges Praying to God for a savior's grace To rescue their city, to restore its place In history's twist, God answered their plea Sending a new emperor, the one they'd need Antonius, born of the seas To lead the Romans, a new destiny To reach another pinnacle of might And end the city's terrible plight 1453, a year that will forever divide Medieval and Modern, with a fallen city as the divide ------------------------------------------------------------------- AD1453, as the city of Constantinople prepares for its final fate, a pirate captain and crew sailed into the golden horn, history made an abrupt turn from this point onward.... Discord: https://discord.gg/fqm22ERK2C

In a world overwhelmed by technology, social expectations, and constant connectivity, men struggle to maintain balance. Juggling work pressures, personal relationships, and his own mental health, he faces the relentless pursuit of success. Amidst it all, they all pray for authenticity, peace, and meaningful connection.

Her world stopped moving, everything seems gray, after surviving for decades, her wheel of life has finally ended its rotation. But that was just one life, who knows that there will be another one waiting for her, a new life in another world, filled with magics and adventure. However it seems like her reincarnation had a connection with her game obssession on earth, she possessed her stupidly strong character as a demihuman, when given such a massive gold spoon, people tend to reveal their true self. And for this girl, she might have more loose screws on her brain than what others think. ============ You've seen it hundreds of times, another overpowered story, let's hope i can bring fresh stuff to this clichè story :pray: Comment the paragraphs if there's a typo, since i work alone it's a bit hard to reread each chapter after i was done writing.

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.