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Marrying The Fake Invalid Dragon Lord

Marrying The Fake Invalid Dragon Lord

After my own father shattered my Dragon Core and chained me in a rotting dungeon for a full year, my half-sister finally came to visit. Wearing the majestic gown of a Dragon Queen, she forced the "Soul's Extinction" poison down my throat. "Still waiting for someone to save you? Your twelve-year-old brother was beaten into a pile of mashed flesh at the palace gates! And your fiercely loyal guard captain? Shot through by heavy crossbows and fed to the rogue drakes!" Listening to her gloat about how she stole my beloved Crown Prince and turned my entire family against me, I choked on black blood, letting out a bestial screech of pure despair. I swore that if there was a next life, I would drag them all to hell and make them beg for death! When I opened my eyes again, I was back at age eighteen. Outside the door, my sister was leading a crowd of nobles to "catch" me in a scandalous affair with a drunken intruder. Looking at the disgusting man lunging at me, I didn't cower and beg like in my past life. Instead, I grabbed a heavy iron poker from the hearth and mercilessly shattered his kneecaps! When the door was violently pushed open, everyone gasped. I was stepping on the intruder's bloody face. Right then and there, I slapped my hypocritical sister across the face and tore my betrothal contract to pieces, throwing it at my scum fiancé. Since my father saw me as a disgrace, fine. I severed all ties with the family, took my mother's loyalists, and willingly took my sister's place to marry Drake Spencer-a crippled, bloodthirsty young lord with only days left to live. Everyone eagerly waited for the news of my brutal death on my wedding night. But when the bedroom doors closed, I pinched the chin of my supposedly paralyzed husband and whispered in his ear with a cold sneer: "Was that a good show, my lord?" In the next second, the "paralyzed" man instantly pinned me down. His golden eyes, like an awakening primordial dragon, narrowed dangerously in the dark as his husky voice brought a crushing pressure: "My lady, knowing too much... can be fatal."
Betrayed Bride: Proposing To The Dragon Lord

Betrayed Bride: Proposing To The Dragon Lord

I was the adopted, "Dragonless" daughter of the Sterling family, bound by a prestigious marriage contract to my fiancé, Julian. But during the annual charity ball, I followed a secret note to a guest suite, only to catch him tangled on the sofa with my cousin, Isabelle. When I calmly called the Dragon Guard to expose their affair, my adoptive parents didn't comfort me. Instead, they furiously blamed me. "It was an emergency! Our kind Isabelle used her scent to save him, and you just tried to destroy him!" They praised her as a hero, officially handed my fiancé over to her, and decided to punish me for tarnishing the family name. Their revenge was a new marriage contract. They were going to sell me off to Lord Valerius, a cruel, elderly man notorious for outliving three wives. I stared at the death sentence in my hands, my blood running cold. I was the one betrayed, yet I was being discarded like useless trash to pave the way for my cousin's happiness. Why should I let them destroy my life just to protect their twisted, perfect image? I didn't cry, and I refused to be their sacrificial lamb. I drafted a cold, calculated business proposal, packed my bags, and walked out of that toxic house forever. I was going to propose to the most ruthless, powerful predator in the kingdom-Gideon Montgomery. If I had to step into a dragon's lair, I would be the one to choose it.
The Villaness Rebirth

The Villaness Rebirth

So this is how my life ends... "Behead her now!" "Such a villainous woman should die!" I can clearly hear the voices of my own friend's and colleague's condemnation in me while I am kneeling to the ground. My body was covered by many bruises and my hands were tied in my back. The glares in their eyes makes me feel that we don't share memories. Is this my karma? I only wanted to be brave, I wanted to be myself. I just don't want somebody to hurt me, why do they hate me so much? "Adelaide Reisel von Lascena" I began to lift my head slowly to see the man who spit my name. "Your execution will begin" he continued I smiled bitterly as I saw the man that I truly love was staring at me in resentment. Prince Alexis, I love him so much that I could do anything to make him mine. But, he's now furious with me and sadly that he's the one who will kill me. I look in my sister's direction and her smirk makes me sick. I'm here at the town's circle as my execution will be held in public. I was accused of harming my sister, Ivellina and ended up being persecuted. The truth is, although we don't have a good relationship with each other, I can't harm my sister. The bell of my execution started to ring and the people started to clatter. I looked back and saw many people want me dead even though I didn't know them and I didn't do anything to them, it's hurting me. My tears started to fall. I don't wanna die... Prince Alexis finally drew his sword. "Any last words?" he said I smiled as my tears we're falling non-stop. "It was sad..." I said in lamentation "My life is sad..." I look in his face but I see no guilt. My sister was smiling now, I bet she's happy because she finally got rid of me. He put up his sword and I began to feel more desperate to live. I don't want to die! I want to have a peaceful life! All of my memories flashed against me and I started to wail. Finally, the bell rang for the third time and my execution began. I suddenly feel numb and all I can see is darkness. In my second life, I wish to be a person that everyone loves. It was so dark and vivid when I finally opened my eyes. I began to wander my eyes in this familiar place. Was it my room? When did I get back? Didn't I already die? "Miss, you're finally awake" A maid confronted me while she was handling a tray with food in her hand. "Lina, why am I in my room?" I asked "Miss had a strong fever and haven't left her room in about 3 days?" he answered "Where's Ivellina? Where's father? Where's everybody?" I asked in confusion "Miss, what are you talking about. Who is Ivellina? Your father was in his office right now" Lina answered Wait, why did my voice suddenly change? Why did Lina not know who is Ivellina? I looked down and I was surprised to see that my body became small like I was just a 12 year old girl. Wait a minute.... "What's the date today?" I hurriedly asked "It's July 13, 980, Miss" she said What... is going on.. I glanced at the window and put a smile on my face. God must've given me this chance to correct my life. This time, I will live in happiness. I will change my fate and avenge my pitiful life.
Bound To The Silent Laborer's Bed

Bound To The Silent Laborer's Bed

I was the youngest Paladin in history, the absolute pride of the Azure Blade. But after a disastrous mission in the snow, I was falsely accused of slaughtering my own squad. Grand Master Bernardo Rowe didn't just exile me; he surgically severed my connection to the magic Aether, turning me into a crippled mortal. Desperate to survive, I tried to climb the Holy Stairs to reclaim my legendary sword, "Rebellion." Instead of answering my call, my own blade shrieked in absolute rejection and blasted me down the thousand stone steps. My bones snapped like dry twigs, and I was left in a pool of my own blood. The pilgrims laughed at me. The guards declared me a lost cause and left me to rot in the dirt. I should have died there, betrayed by the Order and the holy magic I once served. But a silent, massive laborer named Cato Sims dragged my mangled body into the shadows. He healed my shattered skeleton in mere days with impossible skill, yet he allowed lowly servants to spit on him and beat him just to keep my presence hidden. I didn't understand why my holy sword had abandoned me, and I understood even less why this stranger was protecting a condemned criminal. When I finally snapped and demanded to know his price for saving my life, he didn't ask for money or my body. "The mountain does not forget its debts. I am reclaiming what was taken from it." Staring into his unyielding eyes, I realized my exile wasn't the end, but the beginning of a terrifying truth.