Edrich Berniest
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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." 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." The Defective Omega's Six Perfect Alphas
Fritz Heaney On my eighteenth birthday, I expected the Federal Matchmaking Bureau to give me the same answer it always had.
No Match Found.
For years, I had survived as the Greer family's defective male Omega-an embarrassment with no detectable pheromones, no beast-mark potential, and no chance of producing the powerful Alpha heir my father wanted.
A failed test meant freedom. It would unlock my late mother's fortune and let me disappear for good.
Then the machine demanded a blood sample.
The next second, the entire Bureau went into lockdown.
Duncan Cain, the Empire's youngest war general.
Hollis Beaumont, the crown prince of our enemy empire.
A pirate lord, a king, the Alliance's chief diplomat...
Six of the most powerful Alphas in the galaxy.
All matched to me at 100%.
My father, who had treated me like a worthless stray for eighteen years, suddenly seized my arm with greedy eyes.
"Ansel, you're going to make this family untouchable."
My stepsister watched in horror as the Bureau declared me a Shared Treasure of Humanity. Armed guards surrounded me. The Empire decided my body, my future, and six Alpha suitors all belonged to them now.
They had no idea I was never the weak, obedient Omega they thought I was.
I was an ace mech pilot, the secret heir to a fortune large enough to buy my freedom, and I had spent years preparing one perfect escape.
So while my father dreamed of selling me to the highest bidder, I opened my terminal and sent a single encrypted message.
They thought they had trapped a helpless Omega.
Instead, they had just started my contingency plan.
The Discarded Engineer Bride: Humbling the Arrogant Dragon King
Spilled Mercury I am the Dragonless Queen, married to the Dragon King for five years, trying to warm his icy heart.
But on my twenty-fifth birthday, he canceled our private dinner to spend it with my half-sister, Lyra.
Through the cracked door, I watched him smile at Lyra with a warmth he never gave me, praising her sacred dragonfire.
"Auntie Lyra is amazing!" my four-year-old daughter squealed. "Mom never knows how to make these!"
My husband didn't even look up when I finally entered, coldly telling me not to make an issue out of a quiet family evening.
Looking at the three of them framed by the hearth-the formidable king, the holy maiden of flame, and the adoring royal daughter-they formed a picture of unassailable perfection.
I was just a cold-blooded intruder in my own home, a decorative fixture tolerated only for political peace.
Five years of silent endurance evaporated into a freezing void.
Why did I bury my true self, believing devotion could fill the empty spaces? Why did I let them treat me like a shameful defect?
I didn't scream or cry. I calmly drafted a formal Declaration of Severance, left it on his desk, and walked out of the palace forever.
My husband assumed I was just throwing a domestic tantrum and would come crawling back once my coin ran out.
He had no idea that his useless, Dragonless wife was actually the shadowy founder of Aether Forge-the premier military syndicate his entire empire desperately relied on to survive.
Keep your throne, Kaelen. I am taking back my life. Fated Existence
Selenophiletheaaa For a past so distressing, both souls meet for another beginning but challenges are yet to rise.
Who might have thought, two powerful beings considered in the past, but so as to the present, could have a bond so strong, nothing could severe, even as centuries flew by.
With fates already done, and souls already tied, their differences must be faced, and hearts shall be followed.
Join them for a majestic adventure of people with fates already written but still, they need to face the fate as they continue to exist, their fated existence.