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Reborn A Dazzling Girl

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Emberly, an esteemed scientist of the Imperial Federation, took her own life after completing important research. She was reborn, and just like in her first life, she was born into a wealthy family. She could’ve lived a carefree and prosperous life. However, the babies got mixed up in the hospital and she was taken home by another family from the countryside. Her foster parents later found out the truth and brought her to her real family, but they didn’t like her. Her evil adopted sister even loathed her. She was framed and ultimately, she died in prison. But in her next life, she refused to stay a coward and swore she would take revenge on all who wronged her. She would only care about those who were truly good to her and turn a blind eye to her heartless family. In one life, she had once experienced darkness and been trampled upon like an ant. In another, she had stood on top of the world. This time, she only wished to live for herself. As if a switch had gone on inside of her, she suddenly became the best at everything she put her mind to. He won the math contest, topped the college entrance exams, and solved an age old question... Later, she garnered countless scientific research achievements. People who had once slandered her and looked down on her cried bitterly and begged her for a patent authorization. She just sneered at them. No way! This was a world without faith, but the world put their faith in her. Austin, the heir to a powerful aristocratic family in the imperial capital, was cold-hearted and decisive. He scared anyone who laid eyes on him. Unbeknownst to everyone, he doted on one woman: Emberly. Nobody knew that his desire for her grew stronger with every passing day. She brought light to his originally dull and gloomy life.

DRAGONBORN: DOVAHKIIN SYSTEM

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5.0

They called him trash. They cast him aside. But death was only the beginning. On the very day of his wedding, Maximus Aurum Zenith, the illegitimate heir of one of the Empire's most powerful families was publicly disowned and stripped of everything. Broke, humiliated, and forced to live as a "useless" son-in-law in his wife's family home, Maximus became the perfect target for their cruelty. When a deadly experiment meant to erase him from existence goes horribly wrong, Maximus awakens with the Dovahkiin System....an ancient, god-tier power that rewards him with limitless wealth, terrifying skills, and missions that push him beyond human limits. Now, he's no longer the weak man everyone mocked. He's the Dragonborn, a force destined to rise from the ashes. Every mission completed means more power. Every enemy that falls brings him closer to vengeance. As rival families, corrupt elites, and even celestial beings scramble to crush him, Maximus hides behind a lowly façade while secretly building an empire that will shake the heavens. But with gods and demons watching his every move, one question remains: Will he use this power to protect his loved ones or to dominate a world that once spat on his name? -Face-slapping revenge. -Billionaire glow-up. - A system with no limits. Maximus' comeback isn't just personal... it's legendary.

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The Empress's Second Chance

Sutton Horsley

5.0

The imperial selection, a grand affair that could secure a family' s fortune, was upon us. But in the Thompson household, excitement was replaced by a chilling demand. My mother, Mrs. Thompson, gripped my hands, her face a mask of strained concern. "Sarah, you have to do this for us. For the family." She wanted me to go to the selection in my cousin Emily' s place, "fail gracefully," and return home a nobody. I looked at her, her words a haunting echo from a life I' d already lived. The last time, I believed her. I failed as instructed, but nobody ever came for me. I spent three years as a low-ranking intern, enduring humiliation and grueling labor, clinging to the promise of my family. When I finally scraped enough money to return, I found red lanterns and festive decorations. My cousin, Emily, was marrying my fiancé. My mother saw me at the gate, tattered and starved. "What are you doing here?" she spat. "You' re an embarrassment. Go away." The gates slammed shut, laughter from inside filling my ears as I collapsed in the snow, my life bleeding away. Then, I woke up. Back in my room, my mother' s voice a poisonous murmur. "Sarah, you have to do this for us." A bitter laugh almost escaped. I was back, at the very moment of my ruin. But this time, things would be different. I pulled my hands from her grasp, a cold resolve settling in my heart. "I will go. But I will go as Sarah Thompson. And I will not fail."

Stolen Youth, Reclaimed Destiny

Zaccaria Linn

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The roar of the crowd was the last thing I heard. I died on a dirty city street, falsely accused, a monster in their eyes. It all started with a gift for my 25th birthday-an antique smartwatch from Eleanor, my adoptive mother. It wasn't just a heavy, ornate trinket; it was a life-drainer. Weeks after I clasped it on, my vibrant youth withered, my hair thinned, my mind fogged. As I became a frail old woman, Eleanor, terrified of aging, grew younger, radiant with my stolen vitality. She locked me in the dusty attic, telling the world I' d had a breakdown. My only hope, Bethany, my ex-boyfriend' s fiancé, found me. She helped me escape, or so I thought. She live-streamed my chaotic flight, twisting a narrative: I was a fraud, mentally unstable, stealing from Eleanor. The crowd, incited by her online posts, saw a villain, not a victim. They closed in, their rage contorting their faces. Bethany watched, a triumphant smile on her face, as my life drained away for the second, and final, time. But death was not the end. Floating in a void, I saw Eleanor and Bethany toasting with champagne, celebrating my demise. The injustice burned through me, a rage so pure it could tear the universe apart. They had taken everything. Then, I woke up. Gasping for air, my skin smooth, my hair thick and dark-25 again. It was my birthday, the day it all started. This time, the watch wouldn' t be for me. This time, I was going to offer the "life-drainer" to Bethany. I would watch Eleanor and Bethany, two predators bound by vanity and greed, tear each other apart. This time, I would not be the victim.

A Wife's Unseen Vengeance

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5.0

My name is Elena. Or it was. Now, I am just a cold memory clinging to our lake house in the Adirondacks. For three years, I' ve watched the garden turn wild, a monument to my forgotten life. Then, an expensive black SUV crunched up the gravel driveway, instantly recognizable as Liam' s. Liam, my husband, stepped out, a stranger in a tailored suit, here for one twisted reason. He was here to force me to give Chloe, his mistress, a kidney. He strutted around, assuming I had simply run away, hiding out of spite. He didn' t know Chloe had already put me in the ground, just feet from our home. He muttered insults about me, calling me lazy, unfocused, nothing like "Chloe." He stormed the house, yelling for me to end my "stupid game," oblivious to my spectral presence. Even when Marcus, our kind handyman, told him I was dead, Liam laughed it off. He dismissed it as another one of my "dramatic tricks," then kicked over the crude wooden cross marking my unmarked grave. His final threat, shouted at empty air, was against our son, Leo, if I didn't appear. I, a helpless ghost bound by love and rage, could only watch this desecration, unable to scream or stop him. It was then, as the cross splintered, that the blinding memory of my death returned, sharp and clear. Chloe, the woman Liam believed, the one he openly preferred, was the architect of my end. She pushed me from the balcony, watched me fall, then paid two local thugs to finish the job. They dragged my broken body into the woods and buried me alive, right here, next to the house. Now, Liam is here, digging with a shovel, convinced he's exposing a charade. But what he's about to unearth isn' t a trick; it' s the brutal, physical proof of a murder he was too blind to see. And the dark truth of his perfect Chloe.

When His Grief Was a Lie

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My parents, the last Lifeweavers, left me with a heavy legacy: marry a Hamilton for protection. My wedding day came, but my fiancé, Ethan, chose another, leaving me to his charming half-brother, Liam. He wrapped me in a web of supposed care, until the miscarriages began. Five times, I held fleeting hope, only for it to shatter, leaving me broken, a cursed vessel of death. Liam was always there, seemingly heartbroken, holding me close. I thought I was paying a terrible price for saving his life, a secret burden of my hidden power. My world shattered when I overheard Liam plotting: my babies were sacrifices, their essence stolen to sustain the sickly Chloe Vance. Liam' s grief, his protection-all a monstrous lie, meticulously designed to ensure I would conceive again, and again. I was nothing more than a breeding tool for his depraved scheme. But during my sixth miscarriage, as I lay bleeding, my parents' old locket pulsed with an ethereal light, revealing my true Lifeweaver power. Liam, finally seeing my nature, then demanded a ritual-a brutal exchange of my very lifeforce to save Chloe. I agreed, but this time, the ritual would be my weapon. With the forgotten strength of my lineage and the spectral embrace of my six lost children, I would turn his twisted game against him. I would fight for my freedom, and for their peace.

Justice for the Vance Heiress

Tango

5.0

I woke up on my wedding day, the morning sun streaming into my opulent Charleston bedroom. But the taste of asphalt and blood was still in my mouth, memories of screeching tires and a crushing impact vivid in my mind. My stepfather' s perfect plan: a staged hit-and-run, his neat solution to inherit my mother' s fortune. Because I had died. Now I was back, alive, staring at the date-my wedding day, the day he had me killed. A wave of phantom pain, of broken bones and crushed hope, washed over me. Then I saw her: my stepsister, Brielle, in my custom wedding dress, admiring herself in the mirror. The sight was a physical blow, a reminder of the humiliation and betrayal I endured in my first life as they drugged me and locked me away. He walked in, Senator Richard Thorne, playing the concerned father, but his eyes were cold and full of the disappointment I' d known my whole life. He gaslighted me, painting me as hysterical, just as he did before, controlling everything. "Your mother is gone," he hissed, "And I control you. Don\'t you ever forget that." I was trapped, again, the crushing weight of powerlessness threatening to suffocate me. Rage, so profound it burned, replaced the despair. Why did I have to relive this nightmare, this perfect setup for my destruction? But something was different this time. The naive girl died on that dark road; I was what was left. If he wanted to control the Vance family, there would be no Vance family left to control, not the way he expected. I found my mother' s hidden failsafe: an encrypted flash drive, her "in case of Richard" file. It held years of meticulous corruption, a dossier so damning it would send him to federal prison for life. With a grim smile and a single click of the send button, I launched the nuclear option, sending it to the FBI, SEC, and every major news outlet. The game had changed, and they didn' t even know they were playing.

From Family Betrayal to Billion-Dollar Empress

Rabbit

5.0

The familiar smell of my mother's overcooked pot roast usually meant another forced family dinner, but this time, it was a chilling portal back in time. The last thing I remembered was bleeding out in a hospital, my baby gone, my life over-all thanks to the woman now smiling sweetly at my brother: Sabrina. She murdered my child. This was the day Brian first brought her home. In my past life, this was the beginning of my end, a slow poisoning of my company, my finances, and eventually, my very existence. My mother' s false concern, Brian' s entitled smugness, Sabrina' s cloying sweetness – every interaction was a fresh wound, knowing what they would do. As they pressured me to hire Sabrina for a fake VP job, my past self would have hesitated, tried to be polite, and lost everything. But not this time. The bitter injustice of my previous life, the unimaginable pain of losing my child and my future, burned within me. Why did I ever let them walk all over me? Why did I allow them to destroy everything I built? This wasn't a warning. This was a second chance. I had been given a new beginning, and my decision was clear. I put down my fork, looked each one of them in the eye, and the word cut through the air, cold and definitive: "No."

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