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After My Death, I Became A Genius
Cerise R. Wood Veronica Demoore was the girl everyone despised.
Mocked for her weight, humiliated for her grades, and crushed beneath a brutal home life, she lived every day as the target of ridicule-until the day she couldn't bear it anymore.
The world thought Veronica died that night.
But when she opens her eyes again. someone else is looking through them.
Savanna.
A woman once raised in the shadows of a powerful organization. A genius trained to survive, manipulate, and dominate. In her previous life, she had wealth, intelligence, and strength. In this one, she has none of those things-only Veronica's broken body and shattered reputation.
But weakness is temporary.
Bullies who once laughed at Veronica soon discover the girl they tormented is no longer the same.
Her mind is sharper. Her gaze is colder. And the quiet girl they used to push around now carries a dangerous confidence.
As Savanna begins transforming Veronica's life piece by piece-losing weight, exposing enemies, and rising to the top of the school-the truth behind her rebirth slowly unfolds.
Because Savanna didn't die by accident. And the people who killed her are still out there. This time, she won't be their victim. This time- she's coming for everything. Apocalypse Rebirth: My Gold-Eating System
Quye Xiaofang She died in the apocalypse-betrayed, abandoned, and torn apart by the infected.
Then she woke up. Two months before the end of the world. Twenty-two years old again. And on her wrist, a wooden bracelet that her mother had left behind.
The bracelet came with a system. A system that eats gold.
With enough gold, she can unlock infinite storage for food, water, weapons-anything she needs to survive. The super-hurricane, the floods, the insect plagues, the volcanic winter, the scorching heat... she knows exactly what's coming.
While the world sleeps, Joanna shops. She drains her aunt's bank account, maxes out every loan she can find, and buys out half the city. The apocalypse is coming. She'll be ready.
But when the chaos begins, the wolves come crawling back-relatives who sold her, friends who betrayed her, a father who abandoned her. They want her food. Her water. Her mercy.
Joanna has a different plan.
"Why don't you decide who dies first?" Marked by the Monsters I Created
Lila Maya Cross woke up in a nightmare-trapped in the body of a sadistic villain who'd tortured five powerful beastmen into submission.
Good news? She finally had the power to break their bonds and set them free.
Bad news? They were stranded on a dying ship surrounded by Zerg swarms, with zero rescue coming.
The first was Caleb, a snake beastman whose red eyes burned with pure hatred. Every time he looked at her, she saw the memory of chains and venom extraction.
The second was Finn, an aquatic beastman whose scales she'd ripped off one by one. He could barely stand to be in the same room without his hands shaking with rage.
The third was Sage, a griffin beastman she'd tormented so badly he barely went a day without fresh wounds.
The fourth was Hunter, a lion beastman she'd mocked relentlessly, calling his beast form hideous and grotesque.
The fifth was Jasper, a fox beastman whose face she'd scarred so badly he'd lost his consortium inheritance.
"Protect me until I find my father," Maya told them, drawing her own blood, "and I'll give you what you need to break our bond."
Caleb laughed bitterly. "Since when do you make deals instead of demands?"
"Since we're all dead if we don't work together."
But when survival depends on trust, can a torturer become a savior-or will her victims choose revenge over rescue? The Game She Played
Call Me Cutie The doctor's words echoed, a distant hum, yet crystal clear: "Congratulations, Mrs. Prescott, you're pregnant!" My husband Ethan beamed beside me, his grip on my hand tightening, a wide, genuine smile lighting his face – the kind of pure joy I hadn't seen in far too long. He pulled me into a hug, his voice booming with happiness that filled the sterile room.
But a cold dread pierced me, deeper than any clinic air conditioning. This exact moment. I remembered it.
In my last life, this pregnancy, this supposed joy, became the very weapon they used against me. Chloe, Ethan's first choice, the woman he was supposed to marry, had returned. She feigned concern, using her 'wellness expertise' facade to get close. She then whispered poison in Ethan' s ear, painting me as a burden, before orchestrating my 'accident' – a fall that led to the tragic loss of my child, and soon after, my own broken, wasted death. I could still hear Chloe's voice, soft and venomous, as I lay bleeding: "You were always beneath us, Ava. Just in the way."
That memory burned, a raw wound in my soul. The sheer injustice of their cruelty, the depths of their betrayal, still sent ice through my veins. How could I have been so naive, so easily discarded? The confusion, the despair from that past life resurfaced, potent and suffocating.
But this time, I was ready. The knowledge wasn't a shroud, but a shield. I blinked, forcing a fragile smile. My new goal was clear, etched in the pain of my past: survive, protect my child, and utterly destroy them. Beyond the Billionaire's Shadow
Lila The air in the small living room was thick, heavy, mirroring the cold dread gripping my stomach.
My father, Richard, cleared his throat, his eyes avoiding mine, avoiding my mother' s.
"Emily, the papers are signed," he said, his voice flat.
"It's done."
He then looked at me and my younger sister, Jessica.
"Girls, you need to decide. Who you want to live with."
I was Sarah, and this was my second chance, my second life.
The memories of the first one were branded into me.
Jessica, beside me, shifted, her eyes holding a greedy flicker I recognized from before-she remembered a life she called poor, a life she hated.
"I choose Dad," Jessica said, her voice far too quick, too eager.
"Victoria will be pleased," Richard affirmed, a thin smile on his face.
Victoria Sterling.
The tech billionaire, my future stepmother, her name a scar.
In my first life, she had chosen me.
I remembered the endless lessons, the cold praise, the constant pressure to be perfect.
She broke me down, piece by piece, until Jessica, twisted by Victoria' s influence, ended my life.
No.
Not again.
My father urged me to be "sensible," to consider the "opportunities" Victoria offered.
Jessica scoffed, "You're an idiot, Sarah. You want to stay in this dump? With her?"
She chose the fire, thinking it was gold, unaware of the torment that awaited her.
But I knew the price.
I looked at my mother, her eyes full of pain, but also a quiet strength I hadn't truly seen before.
This time, I would protect her.
I would protect myself.
"I choose Mom," I declared, my voice clear and firm, irrevocably altering the script of my reborn life. His Downfall, Her Design
CHRISTINE ROBINSON Fresh from a C-section, my baby girl Lily safe in the nursery, I awaited my husband, Mark. He was the celebrated CEO of Innovatech, our startup, built on my algorithms, his stage presence.
But his arrival brought no warmth, no questions about Lily. Instead, he presented divorce papers, flatly stating his intern, Chloe, was pregnant, and he needed to protect them.
The words stung deeper than surgical pain, awakening a past life memory: refusing, then dying with Lily in a "car accident" Mark orchestrated. This time, I signed. Yet, the nightmare escalated: Chloe grabbed fragile Lily, taunting me by an open window. Mark, believing her lies, had me, bleeding, dragged from the hospital. Days later, seeking my belongings, he smashed a mirror over my head, abandoning me on our doorstep.
The raw betrayal, his calculated erasure of my contributions-my intellect, my love, years poured into our company-returned only with cruelty. How could he be so utterly monstrous, so blind?
But this was my second chance. My precious Lily was alive, needing me. Fueled by that agonizing past and his brutal abandonment, a cold, new resolve set in. I wouldn't just survive; his spectacular downfall would be my meticulous design. My Daughter's Defender
Lan Zixin A five-million-dollar inheritance from a distant aunt. It was meant to be our fresh start, a dream come true for my loving husband, Mark, our sweet daughter, Lily, and me.
But within hours, my world shattered. First, Lily lay tragically still on the patio below, then my mother and I were caught in a horrific car crash. We were all gone.
Floating above my dead body, I watched Mark. His grief-stricken face twisted into a chilling smirk as he embraced his very pregnant assistant, Jessica. He brazenly confessed: they had murdered my daughter, my mother, and me. All for the five million dollars.
The betrayal was a physical ache, a searing pain, for a family wiped out by the man I loved, all for greed. An unspeakable injustice burned within me.
Then, strangely, I woke up. The familiar email from the lawyer pinged again. My Lily was alive, tucked safely in her bed. This time, they wouldn' t win. This time, I would make them pay. Watching My Family Burn
Shi Liu I woke up floating.
Not in a dream, but tethered to a nightmare.
My body lay cold on the bed, while my son, Leo, whispered, "Papa won't wake up."
My wife, Eleanor, stood by the door, her face a mask of ice. I was a ghost, able to watch, but powerless to intervene.
Then Julian Croft appeared, oozing charm and false sympathy. The man who'd received my liver, the root of my demise.
Eleanor dismissed Leo's desperate pleas, accusing *me* of manipulation, of using our son. She chose Julian, leaving Leo behind, a small, trembling figure in our empty home.
What followed was agony. I watched my seven-year-old journey miles to her office, only to be publicly humiliated, framed by Julian, and then viciously beaten.
Eleanor, blind to the truth, abandoned him again, leaving him bruised and alone in a dark alley.
My spirit seethed, consumed by a cold, useless rage. How could she believe such lies? How could she discard her own child so easily?
The injustice was unbearable. I was murdered, my son brutalized, and the woman I loved stood by my killer. I longed to warn her, to protect Leo, but I was just air. A silent scream.
Then Julian delivered the final blow: my little boy was tossed into the freezing Hudson River.
But as Leo's small form sank into the darkness, a desperate hope ignited. A stranger, an angel, pulled him from the depths.
My death was real, my son's suffering unbearable. And now, the true battle for justice, and for Leo's future, was about to begin. THE VAMPIRE'S REVENGE
Authores Akinqueenie KYLE’S POV,
“You are driving me crazy, girl, "I said as I took her earlobes in between my teeth and scraped them sexually, her moans filled my ear and I bite it harder as I recollected all I did just to get her to be mine, that is the price every human male makes to get to date a female werewolf. It is really crazy. Now, I am no longer a human. I am now an immortal who got his own power just like every werewolf.
“Wait a little,” she said as she shoved me into the bed. I slumped on the bed as I attempted to quell my emotion. She twerked her asses in a way that sent some sensation down my spine, I groaned and held my dick.
Suddenly she turned her face to me and I smiled, she frowned.
“Who are you?” she asked me in a cozy voice as she paced up and down like a giant warrior.
“What do you mean?” I asked as my gaze swiveled around and I saw the mirror overlooking her back. Has she discovered the new me? I implored in my mind. Then my eyes flickered. I stood up in speed and strode to the window and looked up at the stars.
“I am a Vampire!” I yelled.
There were four werewolves kingdoms in the oasis of Credos and those kingdoms enclosed human beings.
There were restrictions and regulations guiding the peaceful co-existence between the four kingdoms and the humans for many years without any bleach. Until a college boy turned into a Vampire. The boy was always treated badly by the humans, especially his stepmother.
He returned back home without anyone observing that he had died, he started attempting to unravel who he had become, he uncovered his new abilities and researched them.
Without the human's awareness, he snipped himself and dipped his blood into liquor at a party, thus turning those who taste out of the liquor into Vampires. He compelled an army of Vampires and perpetrated anything to avenge the werewolves.
Will the werewolves condone this? When the vampire boy and the daughter of one of the Alphas were mates?
And the same girl was assigned to coax him into their den. Will she decide on love or her people?
And there existed a brave human, HUNTER, who when others were terrified, was called to challenge and annihilate the Vampires. Will he accomplish his goals with the help of his siblings, the werewolves and daughter who is the Vampire boy and Werewolf girl's classmate and the Vampire boy's secret crushes?
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