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Reborn as the Psycho Villainess Who Ate Her Slave Beasts’ Contracts

At twenty‑nine, she was the youngest CEO in the tech industry—NetVault Security had gone from small startup to Fortune 500 in just six years. The media called her a prodigy. Her board called her unstoppable. Her therapist called her alexithymic. Unable to understand or describe her own emotions. The elevator chimed. Elara didn’t look up. Only one person had after‑hours access. “You’re late,” she said. “The investor meeting is in twelve hours. Did you review the—” “I’m not here about the meeting.” … “Ugh.” Elara lost her life that day at the hands of her mentor and adoptive father. By the next morning, the same people who once called her a genius and praised her to the sky were calling her a coward who killed herself to escape scandal. Then Elara woke up. Not in her office. Not in a hospital. In a different world. In a different body. She was now Elara, the Fourth Princess of this so‑called great kingdom—only to find that this princess was an utter pushover, completely useless in everyone’s eyes. No one feared her. No one respected her. Even her own palace was full of other people’s spies. How is Elara supposed to survive this palace battle, when seven princesses fight in the shadows and she’s known as the weakest one? And can she ever escape this place… or will she decide to win instead? … … “Your Highness, please… ugh…” The leash of light around Mahir’s neck—the head of the knights—tightened with a soft pull. His face flushed red, and not from pain. “Princess, here.” Ken, the strongest beast knight, knelt closer and held out a small pill between his fingers, guiding it gently to Elara’s lips. “Swallow it,” he said quietly. “You used too much power today.” On the floor below the bed, three beastmen knelt in a row, broad shoulders tense, ears twitching, their eyes fixed on her with dazed focus. Thin, glowing leashes of magic ran from their collars to the bands at Elara’s wrists. “Please…” Ken’s voice dropped, rough and a little hoarse. “Put your foot here.” He touched his gloved hand to his chest. “On me.” Elara sighed, half annoyed, half amused, and rested her foot lightly on his armored chest. All three of them drew in a sharp breath at the same time, faces turning even redder as the magic between them flared. Their eyes—gold, amber, and deep brown—looked up at her with the same lost, devoted gaze.
K1ERA · 3k Views

Turning Me into the Villainess

Turning Me into the Villainess (I Wasn't Supposed to Be Reborn as the Villainess!) Lady Seraphina Hesperia De Gaspariz Was once the bright jewel of the royal family - proud, sharp, and feared by every noble girl in the kingdom. She carried herself like someone untouchable. People whispered about her temper, and some even called her stone-hearted. She didn't care. Back then, she thought no one could ever bring her down. But the fall came faster than anyone expected. The moment she lost the royal family's trust, everything around her changed. The maids who used to bow to her began mistreating her behind closed doors. Servants ignored her words. Rumors spread like wildfire, twisting small mistakes into cruel stories. And the nobles, who once acted careful around her, now watched her fall with eager eyes. Then came the final accusation. It was delivered by two powerful mans - Zyran Havoc Vane and Evan Felix Kierston. Their voices held no hesitation as they said: "Your highness, the servants have confessed. It was indeed Lady Seraphina who gave the order." A lie. A perfect trap. By the time the royal court gathered in the square to judge her, Seraphina was no longer the fierce girl everyone knew. She was pale from sleepless nights, weakened by betrayal, and her once strong gaze was filled with fear she tried to hide. The crowd whispered like a storm around her, each word hitting her harder than the last. Even Maverick, her fiancé, the man she thought would at least look at her with some warmth - kept his distance. He was cold, tired from war, and lost in the memory of a voice singing on a stage… a voice he desperately wanted to find again. He didn't know it belonged to someone near him. And Seraphina? She stood alone. The girl who used to terrify everyone was now the easiest one to break. Then her life ended. Seraphina begged not for justice, not for revenge, but for another chance. She didn't want to disappear with everyone thinking she was a monster. In another world far away, there was Nicole - a normal girl who loved manhwa princes and fictional heroes more than real people. She daydreamed too much, imagined herself marrying the characters she adored, and escaped reality whenever she could. When Seraphina's plea reached the heavens, Nicole was chosen - the one who would take over Seraphina's body and live again in her place. Now Seraphina's body opens its eyes… but Nicole is the one inside. A girl who only dreamed of fantasy is now inside a life full of danger, betrayal, politics, and a fiancé who doesn’t know he’s been longing for her voice. Seraphina is dead. But Nicole is her second life.
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