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Rebirth Gone WRONG.

Reborn to that same night, that night that changed everything her 17 year old brain could understand. She opens her eyes to darkness, fear clawing at her chest—this time, she does not scream. she remembered everything. In her past life, she was the disgrace of the Her family—vicious, desperate, greedy and blinded by love for the wrong man, became the villainess of her own story. She clawed her way through a wealthy, polygamous household filled with scheming stepmothers and venomous siblings, only to fall deeper into ruin. Betrayed, abandoned, and ultimately silenced… her life ended in blood and regret. By the hands of the last piece to her perfect life. Now, fate has dragged her back to seventeen. This time, She will not chase love. She will not beg for approval. And she will never become that pathetic girl again. With memories of the future and a strange ability she soon discovers, she begins to rewrite everything—avoiding old traps while quietly building power under a new identity no one can trace. But changing fate comes at a cost. Because the man who destroyed her life… is still waiting. Cold, untouchable, and dangerously obsessed, Lu Jingyan was the shadow she could never escape in her past life—the one who watched her fall, then ended her without hesitation. In this life, she avoids him. But He notices. She ignores him. He becomes interested. And before she realizes it, she has already stepped back into his world. — ................................................. The dining hall was silent, the clink of porcelain the only sound echoing across the long table. Shen Ruyi picked up her chopsticks lazily, her gaze flicking toward the man seated at the head, beside her. She remained calm and composed. Their eyes met. She smiled. It was deliberate and provoking. “President Lu,” she said lightly, tilting her head, “staring at me like that… are you afraid I’ll poison your food?” A faint ripple of tension spread across the room. “Try it,” Lu Jingyan said, voice low, almost bored. “And see what happens.” As if on time, their cultery touched as they both reached for the same piece of shrimp. Recalling the event form her past life, she decided to act first. "Im aware you cant wait to have me tonight" she drops her chopsticks and pick up another one as if the previous was infected - "but atleast have some diginty about it. Dont shamelessly try to steal my saliva" His gaze sharpened. “What did you say?” She met his eyes without fear. “I said,” she repeated slowly, “dont shamelessly try to taste my saliva.” Those words were first said by him in her previous life. But she decided to act first in this life, she however missed to recognise his blazing glare and white knuckles. A dangerous silence followed. Lu Jingyan stood abruptly, his chair scrapping loudly on the floor after him. The air shifted instantly. “You’re not leaving this house today,” he said flatly. The words fell like a verdict. Shen Ruyi’s smile disappeared. “Excuse me?” she snapped, rising to her feet. “Who do you think you are to decide that for me?” He didn’t answer. Two men stepped forward immediately. “Miss Shen,” one of them said politely, already reaching for her arm. Her expression darkened. “Don’t touch me.” Her chair scraped loudly against the floor as she struggled, anger finally breaking through her composure. “Lu Jingyan!” she shouted, her voice sharp, furious. “Have you lost your mind?!” He watched her without moving. Calm and Indifferent. “Take her away.” came the following order “Let go of me!” she snapped, trying to pull free as they dragged her back. “You think you can control everything?!” His lips curved faintly. “Not everything,” he replied. His gaze locked onto hers—dark and dangerously. “Just you.” — In a world where power is everything and fate refuses to loosen its grip, Shen Ruyi must outplay enemies, survive a man obsessed with owning her. But escaping him might be impossible.
DaoistQReiUF · 3.5k Views

Umbural

Umburals Dark Fantasy • Sci-Fi Horror • Psychological Thriller In the year 2097, Earth was no longer stable. Its orbit had begun to decay slowly, silently, dragged by the weakening gravitational tether to a massive, hidden planet that had circled the solar system for millennia. Scientists called it a phantom world, only visible during rare solar eclipses when its silhouette shimmered against the sun. Slightly bigger than Jupiter, its atmosphere resembled Earth’s, but its gravity was stronger, its terrain fractured into three colossal regions of jagged mountains, deep valleys, and broken lands. When a meteoroid threatened to shatter Earth’s crust, humanity launched its final exodus. Hyper-jump technology was still experimental, but there was no time left. Out of the estimated 9.2 billion survivors, only 5.4 billion made it through the jump. The rest were lost burned in the atmosphere, scattered across space, or left behind. They were ripped and pulled on to the phantom planet. The locals were already watching. Umburals humanoid beings with elfin features, black eyes with white pupils, and bodies capable of reshaping flesh, bone, and blood they had evolved far beyond human understanding. Their cities shimmered with advanced magical technology: floating spires, crystalline data cores, and energy-forged weapons. Their society was ancient, structured, and deeply spiritual. They did not hunt the humans. They welcomed them. At first. The Umbural governors offered shelter, medicine, and integration. They taught humans how to survive the gravity, how to adapt their tech, how to breathe in a world that pulsed with arcane energy. But not all Umburals were the same. Beyond the central cities, other clans existed wilder, stranger, shaped by different philosophies and powers. Some were territorial. Others were curious. A few were quietly hostile. And then came the conflict. Humanity, fractured and desperate, began to push back. They didn’t like the Umbural hierarchy. They didn’t trust the magic. They wanted control. Mankind’s old hunger to dominate, to lead, to reshape the world in its image resurfaced. Tensions rose. Trade broke. Skirmishes flared. Umbural governors demanded for peace, but the damage was done. Some humans began weaponizing Umbural tech. Others tried to claim land from the outer clans. The planet, already unstable from Earth’s gravitational collapse, began to react. Now, the world teeters on the edge of a new war. Umburals walk among humans. Humans build weapons to match Umbural biomass. The three fractured regions of the planet each ruled by different forces are stirring. And deep beneath the surface, something ancient begins to awaken. This is not a story of invasion. It’s a story of survival, betrayal, and the cost of coexistence. Welcome to Diamond.
KurayamiIzanami · 9.2k Views

NARUTO: Demon's rebirth in Naruto

[A/N: Don't send me power stones guys, just got to know that webnovel not gonna give any penny to my fanfic. if you like my work and want to support me. you can do donations to my paypal account or join my patreon. thank you....your author]. Appreciate my work by joining patreon brothers. don't just enjoy reading and leave. contribute a little to me. to make me happy. ....................... After a major fight with the righteous heavenly alliance sect people, many demonic sect cultivators lost their life. in those there is a cruel, manipulative, and charming successor of demonic cult is there. After death his soul gets transmigrated to Naruto anime's Ninja world. The Naruto - no the demonic cultivator make major changes with the women he interacts creating a very big harem. The fanfiction story has very much similar ending with an exception for the endings of every women. in this story Naruto is the type of guy, he can humiliate others but he don't like to be humiliated, he can take others girls and their moms but he don't like his women to be taken. Explore the world of demonic cultivator in Naruto's body in ninja world making bonds with many Kunoichi and MILFs and becoming strong and finally ruling the whole ninja world. fanfiction consists of: big harem - check romance - check MILFs - check smart mc - check comedy & Satire - check attitude - check [R18 will be there. As now naruto is17 years age, he makes intimate scenes and in 18, there will be s*x scenes, after his marriage there will lot of netori and melon content] - no NTR . . . . Authors note: My patreon : https://www.patreon.com/Doctor_Strange_739 Discord : https://discord.gg/UMFKR7BY PAYPAL.ME LINK: https://paypal.me/midnightparadise69?country.x=IN&locale.x=en_GB I WILL OPENLY STATE I USED AI FOR THE FIRST 5 CHAPTERS. as THIS IS MY 1st FANFIC. I am modifying all the AI generated chapters now.
Doctor_Strange_739 · 965.8k Views

The Reborn Sovereign of Ruin, Bound by His Star

Revenge is, by all means, one of the most guaranteed things to happen when a warlord with dragon blood in his veins and ether at his side is betrayed, poisoned, and reduced not to death but to decades of obliterating pain as his ether channels burn from his very soul. Only one remained. One channel, thin and fragile around his heart, survived long enough for him to endure, to wait, to plan, to manipulate, and, eventually, to return to the world with one clear purpose: to burn down the nation of the traitor who thought he had erased him for good. But then came a fortune teller at a street stall. And with the fortune teller came a dare Arik accepted for fun, a spread of cards drawn with no real expectation beyond momentary amusement. Instead, he found something far more dangerous than revenge waiting for him. His mate. A story of rebirth, revenge, enemies-to-allies-to-lovers, political ruin, ether, and the deeply unfortunate reality that the one person tied to Arik’s fate may be the very last person he should ever want. — Warnings, disclaimers, cries for help… call them whatever you want. This is the third book set in the same universe, but it can be read on its own. The world will be fully presented, so nobody needs to do homework before stepping into the chaos. For anyone curious, the first two books are: Bound by the Mark of Lies Shadow Unit Scandal: The Commander’s Omega This universe is ABO dragged directly into etherpunk, political fantasy, violence, bad coping mechanisms, and my ongoing inability to let powerful people make emotionally healthy decisions. There will be violence. There will be gore. There will be smut. There will also be vengeance, terrible restraint, worse impulses, emotional damage, and at least one man reacting to fate like it personally insulted his bloodline. Good luck.
Amiba · 185.5k Views