Clara Voss
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His Despised Stray Is A Hidden Queen
Fantasy After my parents died, my pureblood uncle threw a pouch of ten thousand gold coins onto his mahogany desk.
He demanded I take my seven-year-old brother, drop out of the magic academy, and cross into the mortal slums forever.
"Consider your connection to this house severed."
He sneered, warning me never to tell a living soul we carried the Price blood. My cousin Isla smiled her fake, angelic smile while my uncle mocked that we would starve on our empty pride.
We were thrown out, forced to hide in a damp, rat-infested attic in the lower districts.
Even Damien Carlisle, the supreme pureblood commander of the magic council, looked at me through the rain with arrogant, dismissive pity. To him, I was just a pathetic, broke teenage mother dragging an illegitimate child through the mud.
They all thought I was a helpless stray, a nobody they could easily crush with their endless wealth and elite status.
They had no idea that I was "Silent," the ruthless, undefeated duelist of the underground rings.
And they certainly didn't know I was the legendary "Saint Hand"—the exact master alchemist that Commander Carlisle was currently tearing the city apart to find to save his dying grandmother.
I shoved the pouch of blood money back across the desk, took my little brother's hand, and walked out of the manor without looking back.
If the high purebloods wanted to play games with our lives, I would gladly bankrupt them all. Claimed By My Best Friend's Uncle, The Alpha
Werewolf After being publicly rejected by my intended mate and abandoned by my own father, I got drunk and slept with a stranger.
I thought he was just a Rogue for hire, a nameless body to help me forget the humiliation.
But when I saw the black wolf sigil on his phone the next morning, my blood ran cold.
He was Barron Winters, the legendary Lycan King, and my best friend's terrifying uncle.
Desperate to escape, I tried to insult him by sending a $5,000 payoff note, treating him like a cheap gig.
But my father froze my trust fund, and my emergency work advance was mysteriously denied.
I had no money and nowhere to run.
Then, the new CEO of my company was announced.
It was him.
He cornered me in his massive office, his suffocating Alpha scent wrapping around me.
I panicked, begged, and used every modern excuse to push him away, claiming it was just a meaningless mistake.
But he simply took off his shirt, revealing the deep, angry scratches I had left on his back.
Marks that only a fated mate could ever inflict on an ancient Lycan.
"I need a Luna."
His possessive gaze locked onto me, stripping away all my defenses.
Using the oldest, most absolute werewolf laws, the tyrant king gave me an ultimatum.
Accept my destiny and move into his estate, or he would claim and mark me right there in the office. I Accidentally Flash‑Married the World's Richest Man
Billionaires Dumped by my boyfriend for a wealthy heiress and left with exactly $217 in my bank account, I couldn't afford the government's new mandatory Celibacy Tax.
With no other choice, I entered the federal partner lottery, only to be matched with Dane Beaumont-the country's most ruthless, anti-marriage billionaire.
I desperately tried to annul the match, but his legal team cornered me.
They threatened to cut off my dying father's life-saving dialysis and kidney transplant channel if I didn't comply.
Forced to accept a one-year sham marriage, I was cornered at a gas station by my ex and his new heiress wife, who publicly mocked me in the freezing rain for being a pathetic gold-digger.
"Look at you," my ex sneered. "Like a drowned rat. I'm honestly embarrassed for you."
But before the humiliation could completely break me, a warm suit jacket smelling of winter pine was draped over my shivering shoulders.
Dane Beaumont, the cold-blooded titan who was supposed to despise this forced union, swept me into his arms and carried me to his hypercar, leaving my ex utterly paralyzed with shock.
I didn't understand. Why did this terrifying man, who had the power to send me to federal prison rather than marry a nobody, suddenly choose to protect me?
Sitting in my new gilded cage at the Beaumont estate, I looked at the ironclad contract that bound us.
I calmly opened an encrypted app and messaged my agent.
It was time to wake up my hidden identity as the genius composer "Dusk" and tear down the heiress who thought she had ruined my life.
It is a story between vampires and mermaids. Escaping My Possessive Billionaire Ex-Husband
Modern I went to a luxury hotel for a blind date, hoping to finally move on from my past.
But I opened the wrong door and stumbled right into my billionaire ex-husband, Damarcus.
He was sitting in the dim suite with a beautiful socialite, watching me freeze like a beggar in my cheap dress.
I fled, but he cornered me in the hallway restroom.
He coldly mocked my family's crushing debt and implied I was selling myself to my date.
I thought the humiliation was over, so I threw myself into my demanding corporate job to pay for my sick mother's care.
The next night, my boss, Felix, took me to a high-stakes dinner with a major client.
But Damarcus showed up there too.
He walked right into our private room, dominating the space, and deliberately sabotaged me.
He raised his glass and loudly toasted to my resilience, twisting the truth to make my boss think we were having a secret, scandalous affair.
He wanted to destroy my reputation and strip away the only lifeline I had left.
He had already ruined my life once, leaving me with nothing. Why was he hunting me down just to play these cruel games?
I sat in my dark apartment, waiting in terror for Felix to fire me.
Instead, my phone rang.
"I believe you. I know what kind of man he is."
Hearing my boss say those words, my fear finally burned into rage. This time, I wasn't going to run. A Billion-Dollar Mix-Up: Pregnant With The Mysterious CEO's Baby
Modern After the crash erased any hope of recovery, Vivian chose IVF to honor her fiancé's wish to have a child.
A mistake during the procedure changed everything, and the baby turned out to belong to William, a billionaire known more for mystery than presence.
Faced with the fallout, William offered her a hundred million dollar contract. "Carry the child to term, and the money will be yours."
At first, Vivian refused because she believed her dignity could not be bought. That resolve collapsed when she saw her fiancé, barely out of the ICU, entwined with her stepsister.
Crushed by betrayal, she signed the contract and married William.
The public mocked her choice and claimed she had married nothing more than a pretty face.
Time proved them wrong. Doctors later praised her work for reshaping medical research. Among hackers, her code became legend. On an international stage, Vivian's brilliance held an entire forum in awe.
Amid the stunned crowd, William stepped forward and wrapped her in a gentle embrace before kissing her softly. "Have you enjoyed yourself enough? It's time for us to go home."
The audience erupted in disbelief.
Meanwhile, the man who once scorned her now begged for another chance. Inferno Heiress: Freed From Hell To Reclaim My Empire
Modern Hayley was betrayed by those who should have loved her most. To save their precious adopted daughter from a punishment she deserved, her own parents sent Hayley straight into a living hell-an infamous prison where survival demanded cruelty, and weakness meant death.
Four years later, the girl who had entered those iron gates no longer existed. She emerged with a single, unbreakable rule carved into her soul: Every betrayal would be repaid tenfold.
The day she walked free, the world trembled. A convoy of luxury cars lined the road. A legion of loyal followers awaited her triumphant return.
Her father tried to buy her silence with money. But money had long lost its power over her.
Her adopted sister hid behind sweet words and false kindness. But empty smiles no longer fooled her.
Everything that had once been stolen would be reclaimed-piece by piece.
When her parents attempted to tie themselves to the city's most feared man by offering their adopted daughter, Hayley's lips curved into a cold smirk. "Not on my watch."
Backed by a legendary hacker, shadowy allies, and an entire prison willing to burn the world for her, Hayley dismantled her enemies with terrifying precision.
Then the tyrant noticed her. "You're interesting," he said. "Be my woman, and the city is yours."
Hayley raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. "You want to own me? Survive me first."
High society became their battlefield. Power collided with desire. Ambition clashed with obsession. In this ruthless game of dominance and temptation, only one would kneel first.
The girl once abandoned in hell rose from its ashes, crowned by fire and vengeance-And in the end, even the most feared ruler in the city would bow, offering his empire to the woman who had conquered both hell... and him. I Let Her Go, Now She's Unattainable
Modern To repay a debt, Elliana hid her real abilities and married into a powerful family, quietly helping her husband conquer the business world.
Three years later, he coldly announced, "She's back. We're getting divorced."
Elliana dropped the act. No longer willing to pretend, she stepped out as a legendary healer, a supermodel, the head of a global conglomerate, a top luxury designer, and a master restorer.
Her ex begged for forgiveness, but Elliana never looked back-she chose his far more impressive uncle instead. "You're just not worth it." You might like
Rejected by My Family, Claimed by the Galactic Commander
EVA PINK I woke up to the stench of rust and rotting flesh, no longer a master botanist who commanded life itself, but a D-class exile dumped on a wasteland planet.
Memories that weren't mine flooded in. I was framed by my stepsister, betrayed by my fiancé, and banished by my own family to the Ashfall Peninsula to die.
The original girl actually starved to death in despair. The moment I opened my eyes, a scavenger tried to smash my skull with a rusty pipe just to eat me. After I killed him to survive, I discovered a harsher truth: in this universe, plant seeds are classified as A-level strategic resources, completely monopolized by the Imperium.
But the universe had a sick sense of humor. A mandatory background scan suddenly triggered a galactic broadcast: I, the exiled trash, was a perfect genetic match for the Imperium's top war hero, General Alexander Orr.
The family that ruthlessly erased my existence instantly saw me as a golden ticket. My cheating ex-fiancé was dispatched to drag me back, furious that his "property" was matched with someone else. They all thought I was still that weak, naive girl they could manipulate.
But as I held the pure, glowing Life Source Crystals I had secretly extracted from the scrap heap, a cold smile crept onto my face.
"I didn't come here to die. I came here to build an empire."
I turned my back on the galactic broadcast and stepped into the deadly wilderness. Rejected Bride: Married To The Dragon King
Catlaina Sloggett I knelt on the cold stone of the Dragon God Altar, waiting to marry Lord Harper Carney. It was my only chance to escape the gilded cage of my family.
But when Harper finally arrived, he wasn't alone. His arm was wrapped tightly around my cousin, Hettie.
Right in front of the entire court, he coldly announced that our marriage was a mistake.
Hettie leaned into his embrace, wearing a triumphant smile while playing the innocent victim.
The assembled nobles openly jeered at me. They mocked my greatest failing—that I was a worthless "Dragonless" born without the inner fire.
My own father was furious, not at them, but at me. He demanded I go to Hettie's estate and beg for her forgiveness.
When I refused, he threatened to cut off all my funds and revoke my only job at the Royal Scribes' Office.
I was publicly abandoned, stripped of my dignity, and left with absolutely nothing.
I didn't cry, and I didn't scream. Why should I be the one to apologize when they were the ones who betrayed me?
For years, I had endured their abuse, treated like a pawn to be sacrificed at will. But looking at their smug faces, my despair turned into cold resolve.
I took off my betrothal coronet and dropped it at Harper's feet, publicly nullifying the contract myself.
I thought I would have to face the ruin alone, until a mysterious, powerful man with burning golden eyes stepped out of the shadows.
"Marry me," he said. "I will be your shield, and we will crush them together." Burned by My Fiancé, Reborn to Rule the Dragon Court
Fading Signal I gave Kaelen Sterling everything.
My fortune. My family's trust. Even the military secrets that should never have left my father's hands.
He swore he loved me.
Then he used me to destroy my entire family.
My father was beheaded for treason. My brothers died on the battlefield. My sick mother coughed up blood until her final breath. And the fortune my mother had saved for me became the stepping stone Kaelen and his precious "savior," Jacqueline Byrd, used to climb into the highest circles of the kingdom.
When there was nothing left to steal, Kaelen locked me inside an abandoned manor and set it on fire.
Through the flames, I saw him holding Jacqueline in his arms.
She was pregnant with his child.
And she was wearing silk bought with my mother's dowry.
"Burn it all," Kaelen said coldly. "Leave no trace."
I died screaming his name.
Then I opened my eyes.
I was twenty again.
Kaelen had just returned from the battlefield after being declared dead for two years—and standing beside him was Jacqueline, looking fragile and innocent as ever.
"She saved my life," he told me. "You will accept her."
In my last life, I did.
This time, I slapped him across the face.
Then I burned our marriage contract.
They all thought grief had driven me mad.
They had no idea I remembered everything.
Every betrayal.
Every secret.
Every scandal that had not happened yet.
I knew which noble houses would fall. I knew which princes would rise. I knew the hidden weaknesses of the people who would one day control the Dragon Court.
And they had forgotten something else.
I was never just a wealthy heiress.
I knew herbs. I knew alchemy. I knew how to survive a royal court where one wrong move could cost an entire family its head.
Kaelen wanted my fortune.
Jacqueline wanted my place.
My stepmother wanted my mother's power.
And the men above them wanted to use House Croft as another piece on their board.
Let them try.
I died once as their pawn.
This life, I will take back my family, my fortune, and every drop of blood they owe me.
And when I am finished, I won't just survive the Dragon Court.
I will rule it. Betrayed Bride: I Married My Ex's Comatose Uncle, the Dragon Lord
Ben Nan On my wedding day, I caught my fiancé in my stepsister's arms.
She was pregnant with his child.
And instead of begging for forgiveness, Damian Harrison laughed in my face.
He admitted he had always planned to marry me, dump me in some forgotten country estate, and keep my stepsister as the woman he truly loved.
So I burned my wedding veil in front of the entire Harrison family and walked away.
That should have been the end of it.
Instead, Damian's mother sent armed men after me.
Why?
Because I was a Dragonless nobody from the borderlands, and in her eyes, humiliating a Harrison was a crime worse than her son's betrayal.
I had no dragon blood.
No powerful family willing to protect me.
Not even my own father would risk offending the Harrisons for my sake.
If I wanted to survive, I needed someone they feared more than they hated me.
So I returned to the Harrison estate and made an outrageous demand.
I would marry Damian's uncle.
Gideon Harrison-the legendary Dragon Lord, the kingdom's greatest war hero... and a man everyone believed was dead.
Perfect.
As his widow, I would outrank the man who betrayed me, become his aunt by marriage, and gain enough power to make every Harrison who humiliated me regret it.
I signed the marriage pact without hesitation.
Then a knight burst into the ancestral hall with impossible news.
Gideon Harrison was alive.
My dead husband wasn't dead.
He was being brought home. One Bride, Five Beasts
crystal tractor After working herself to death, Hannah woke inside a werecreature novel as a doomed villainess with five mates her father had captured and forced into bonds.
Worse, the original Hannah had abused them so badly they were destined to rebel and destroy her.
Determined to survive, she planned to flee to her father, sever every bond, hoard supplies, and start over.
But her escape took an impossible turn. The serpent, merman, lion, fox, and icy priest who should have hated her suddenly refused to let her go-each claiming her as his.
Hannah could only stare. Weren't they supposed to want freedom instead of her? The Rejected Beast Mate: I Am The Royal Heiress
Samuel Gray Lyra endured a level-eight gene-tearing labor entirely alone in a cold, sterile medical pod.
Her legal partner, the revered S-grade Commander Kaelen Vane, was nowhere to be found. Instead, the room's holographic screen broadcasted him spending ten million star coins to buy a smile from her adopted sister.
As Lyra nearly died draining her mental energy to save their newborn cub, the nurses openly mocked her as a useless E-grade piece of trash.
Kaelen had never touched her, treating her very existence with absolute disgust.
When he finally called, it was only to throw money at her and demand she stop throwing a tantrum.
"Without my protection, do you think you and that half-beast mutt will survive three days?"
For a year, she had swallowed his psychological abuse, believing she was just an unwanted orphan. But why should she endure this pathetic, one-sided marriage just to be treated like dirt?
When a routine blood test shattered the lab's max-level analyzer, the truth was revealed: she wasn't an E-grade failure, but the universe's only SSS-grade Starfall Princess. As her ultra-powerful royal family blockaded the planet with a fleet of star destroyers, Lyra took the divorce papers and her newly assigned S-grade dragon fiancé to the tribunal. It was time to make Kaelen watch his precious empire burn to ash. Mated To My Ex's Dead Brother
Zhao Da My engagement to Kile, the heir of House Golden, was witnessed by the Duke himself. I thought my days as a helpless orphan were over.
But right before our wedding, he coldly informed me that my status was being revoked. I was to enter his family as a lesser consort.
The title of primary wife was being given to his lover, Journey. She hid behind Kile, wearing a spotless white dress and trembling like a fragile lotus.
"Cassie, please don't blame him, I can live without a title," she cried, playing the perfect victim.
Kile shielded her, glaring at me with pure disgust, shouting that I was being completely unreasonable.
The next day, the entire Elder Council cornered me in their grand hall. They told me that as a "Dragonless" nobody, I should be immensely grateful for any scrap they threw my way.
They all stared at me, waiting for me to swallow my pride and accept a lifetime of humiliation.
They thought I was entirely broken. They thought I had no backing and no choice but to bow down to their cruelty.
Instead, I looked straight at the Chief Elder and smiled.
"I refuse to be a lesser consort," I announced clearly, watching Kile's smug expression freeze. "But to preserve our families' dignity, I will fulfill the contract."
I looked right into Kile's shocked eyes.
"I will marry your dead older brother, Lord Ayden." Apocalypse: Rebirth With An Infinite Storage System
BLUE_WAVY_ In the final days before the world collapsed, Ivy Brooks died... betrayed by the very people she trusted most.
She had fought, struggled, and sacrificed everything just to survive the apocalypse only to be pushed into death along with her three daughters at the very end by her own husband.
With her last breath, Ivy made a vow.
If she could turn back time...she would never be weak again and of course protect her daughters.
This time, she would stand at the top.
When Ivy opened her eyes, she found herself back in time with her still rounded belly of her third baby....
Twenty days before the apocalypse.
Armed with memories of the future and a mysterious system in her mind, Ivy moved without hesitation. She hoarded supplies, secured weapons, and took control of every resource she could get her hands on.
While others laughed, doubted, and wasted time...
Ivy was building her empire along with her daughters.
In this life, she would not be prey but will be an hunter.
With danger closing in and only twenty days to prepare, Ivy must outplay enemies both old and new, uncover the truth behind the system, and carve out her own kingdom in a collapsing world.
Because this time...she wasn't just going to survive the apocalypse.
She was going to rule it along with a man, a love interest from the past before her marriage collapse. He provided everything Ivy needed. Money especially in change of a marriage with her and when the apocalypse started too....he ruled it with her as well as her daughters. Betrayed Bride: Proposing To The Dragon Lord
Alfred 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. 
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