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After My Rebirth, The Elite Heir Who Rejected My Body Recovery Service

I am the world's only body retriever who can bring the dead back to life. As long as I recover a drowned corpse within three hours, I can resurrect them. In my previous life, Old Master Lu came to my door with ten million in cash, begging me to save his grandson Lu Lin's son who had already drowned. A year later, Lu Lin inherited the Lu family and pursued me relentlessly. I thought he was grateful that I had saved his son. But when I was seven months pregnant, the very child I had saved pushed me down the stairs. I clutched my bleeding belly and begged Lu Lin to save me. Instead, he threw my bleeding body to thirty men to torture me, then tied rocks to my body and sank me to the bottom of the sea. "What kind of body retriever who brings the dead back to life? You're clearly just greedy for the Lu family's wealth and glory." "Do you know you ruined my carefully arranged scene of my son falling into the water? You caused Wan Xing to leave the Lu family in anger and die a horrible death." "You killed her, and I want you to pay with your life." "Aren't you proud of being a body retriever who brings the dead back to life? Then swim up yourself." I died in hatred in the deep sea. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day Old Master Lu came to my door with ten million in cash. I immediately declined politely: "How can someone who has already drowned be brought back to life? It's all just rumors and hearsay."
yingxia_lian · 377 Views

Mated To Four, Fated To One

“Let go of me! Why now?” I snapped at them as they closed their distance on me while I moved backward towards the stairs. “What happened to all of you hating me?” I sneered, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall from my eyes. “I can't be a mate to monsters! You all despised me, made my life worthless the whole time, and you suddenly want me to accept being your mate?” I stared unbelievably at them as their eyes glinted with fury as they approached further. “Well, we still hate you but think of this as a favor,” Ryder taunted, his lips curling into a dirty smirk and I glared at him. “Favor?” I gaped at him, taking cautious steps backward. “At least, your wish has been answered,” Derek snorted, cocking his head while Sage stared coldly at me. “That's why we have decided on making you our mistress. Highly to think we would accept a murderer as our mate.” Mael added, his words sent shivers running down my spine. “You all are sick! Insane!!” I chuckled bitterly, to think they'd always put Lena first before me. They wanted me as their mistress. “Thalia! Be care—” before I could process what Sage was about to say as he reached out to me. I lost my balance and tripped. *** Eleven years ago, I was framed for killing my precious younger sister whom everyone loved, and they thought I should have been the one to die instead of her. Being the daughter of the Beta, I was stripped of my title and demoted to an omega and became a servant in the pack's house. I was despised by everyone, especially the quadruplets, the Alpha's sons. Alpha Sage, Alpha Ryder, Alpha Mael, and Alpha Derek— the ruthless and most feared, respectable Alphas who never took a break from tormenting me and making my life worthless. Ten years later, my younger sister who was thought to be dead, reappeared at the pack's doorstep, looking alive and well, and even more beautiful and elegant. She was welcomed happily by all the pack members and was desired by the quadruplet. I thought everything would go back to how it was but I was neglected and remained the omega no one wanted until my life took a shocking turn when I clocked eighteen. Fate had me mated to the Alpha's sons, not just one but all four of them but what's even more shocking was when they agreed to make me their mistress. I'd rather eat dirt! Cause, I won't be bending so easily.
Pastel_Peach · 6.9K Views

Reborn and Mis-married,This Scum Prince's Style is Off!

The heroine is reborn and returns to the violent King Jing who ruined her family in her previous lifeSu QinghuanXiao CheOn the day of the wedding, he is determined to take revenge. However, when the sedan curtain was lifted, King Jing, who should have been cold, seemed to have changed his soul - his words and deeds were like a modern person who had strayed into the set, completely incomprehensible to the surrounding environment and his identity, and even thought that he was filming, which put Su Qinghuan's revenge plan in a predicament. Chen Mo In the relationship full of ridicule and absurdity, Su Qinghuan went from initial vigilance and temptation to gradual confusion and vacillation. Although this "fake" Xiao Che (Chen Mo) behaves as a "sand sculpture" and is ignorant of the world, he shows kindness and clumsy gentleness that is completely different from his previous life at critical moments, unconsciously defends Su Qinghuan many times, and even instinctively protects her when she is assassinated. The two experienced Chen Mo's straightforward reply to the prince in the turmoil of returning to the door, the life and death test of the assassination of the carriage, and Su Qinghuan saved Chen Mo from poisonous wine when he entered the palace for a banquet. Subsequently, under the design of the crown prince and the queen mother, they were forced to go to the dangerous north to quell the rebellion.
xie_zhiteng · 2.3K Views

His to Break, His to Keep

My hands trembled, my pulse a frantic drumbeat against my ribs as Liam Romano slid the ring onto my finger. White gold. Flawless diamonds. Cold and unfeeling—just like the man who now owned me. For most, a wedding ring symbolized love, devotion, a future built on choice. For me, it was a prison. A silent contract that stripped away my name, my freedom, my very identity. Emily Carter no longer existed. I was Emily Romano now. A pawn in a game played by ruthless men. A caged bird with no escape. I should have run when I had the chance. Now, as the most powerful figures of the New York and Chicago Famiglias watched in chilling silence, escape was nothing more than a distant dream. There were no second chances. No mercy. In our world, a marriage didn’t end unless a body hit the ground—and I knew whose body that would be if I dared to run. This wasn’t love. This was war. A treaty forged in blood. A fragile truce between two criminal empires standing at the edge of destruction. The Bratva were circling like vultures, waiting for a weakness, a reason to strike. And I? I was the peace offering, the price my father had paid to keep our family standing. I should be thankful. That’s what they told me. That’s what my father drilled into my head, over and over again. But gratitude didn’t make the chains any lighter. "You may kiss the bride." The priest’s voice shattered the silence. I forced myself to lift my gaze. Liam’s dark, calculating eyes met mine, void of warmth, void of hesitation. His face, cold and unreadable, gave away nothing. He was a man who had never known fear. A man who didn’t bend, didn’t break. And now, I belonged to him. The world watched, waiting for a sign of weakness. A crack in my mask. I wouldn’t give them one. But Liam? Liam saw through it all. His fingers tightened around mine—a warning, a promise. Then he moved. His lips crashed against mine, not soft, not tender—a kiss of possession. Of dominance. A silent vow that sealed my fate. My body stiffened under his touch, but I didn’t pull away. Because I knew what he was telling me without saying a word. You are mine. And in that moment, I realized something terrifying. I was his to keep. And his to break.
Akash_Chaudhary_0940 · 7.2K Views
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