Reborn General: The Tycoon's Untamed Fiancée

detected. Stasis field... offline. Atmospheric compression failing in twenty seconds." The

Systems-three hundred dreadnoughts that had once crushed alien armada after

General of the Star Alliance, known across co

frontiers for over a decade. Yet she hadn't fall

ad crippled her flagship's reactor shields d

haic, Justine. The new empire belongs to those willing to pull the trigger.' Her loyal vanguard had sacrif

m. As the glass pulverized into diamond dust, Justine didn't weep or plead

as, I will crawl out of its f

me the

rless vacuum of space vanished, replaced violently

ged in a lungful of air reeking of rancid gar

onto her side, expecting the rigid chassis of her combat e

ds through the murky

turbingly soft. Chipped pink poli

she had earned across thirty planetary campaigns. She touched her collarbone; the jagged scar from a

vessel. This

. A violent cascade of memories collided with her military

o early 21st-century Earth. The body belonged to a twenty-

this Justine was the ultimate domestic casualty-a naive,

istic tech founder who used her family's wealth while treating her like dirt. Worse, she lived under the thumb of her stepmother, Dar

VIP club booth, smiling sweet as honey. 'Drink it, big sister. It will make your headache go away.' Once the drug paralyzed

om the overdose. And the Suprem

beauty woke up early," a coarse, g

f the alley, blocking the only exit agains

d leather jacket, pulled a flick-knife from his p

leader licked his cracked lips, stepping thr

curl into a ball and weep. But beneath the fragile flesh bu

brick wall. She tilted her chin, her eyes narro

d, her voice dropping into an icy cadence that cut through the pouring rain. "O