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Tales of A Rogue King: A Mob Prince's Guide to Live a Chill Life

[REEDITED VERSION!] "Your Father, Mother, Uncle... they are all dead. there's no one left to save you anymore." The God declared in a confident voice which had a hint of fear hidden in it "Even then, Are you still going to oppose Us, all on your own, Prince?" "Heh... indeed. They are all dead." The Prince scoffed "And you weren't exactly discreet with your plan." "What.." The Prince looked up at the 100+ figures in the sky, shaking his head "Regardless, You Already know my answer. So, let's just Get this over with." A Sword, made of pure chaotic energy manifested in his hand, "I've got a lady waiting for me." And Thus began the Devastating 1 Vs 100+ War between Gods. A war so destructive that it deserved the Name 'Ragnarok'-The War of End. -------------- I, Tyler Von Regulus Have a Hard life. Very Hard Life, in fact. I am The third prince of an entire Race, Not The First prince, not the Crown prince but the Third prince. I have an Overly Doting Mother. Not a Strict mother who will force me to study or practice sword or Magic or Force me to get stronger. And Last but not least, I am Neglected by my own Father, the King. Can you believe it?! Despite having the Finest living palace, Most delicious food, the best clothes, Tens of maids at my service and a Mother's love, I never received my Father's Love. I did not have any goals or ambition either. The life of an idle prince was just that ..Tiresome! That was Until everything changed on one not-so-special morning... I gained the foreign memories of a man from a different modern world called earth. He was A corporate slave on earth, named Nick. He had lost almost all the people he ever loved- His Aunt, Grandparents, Big brother, best friend and even his parents and was just living an empty life until one day, a Truck-kun put an end to him. From Nick's memories, I also realized that the world where I am living in, my world is actually an RPG game that Nick used to play. And I, myself am a character of that very game. Not the Hero, Not a Support role, Not even a cool Villain. I am just a Villainous mob. You know, the typical Bully guy! The type who bullies his weak classmates, and would normally be the First lucky guy to get his ass handed over by the Protagonist, within the starting 5 chapters of the story. Yeah, That would be Me. Nice to meet ya! The good news is that I don't die in the game Lore ...Maybe ? I'm not sure. Nick only played the first part of the Game and the rest? I have no memories. Which means, I don't even have the Classic cheat of every transmigrator, 'Futureproof Information'. So, Am i cooked ? Don't know? Maybe not. Since I still have Plenty of time left before the main story starts. So, I have Plenty of time left to Live, a Chill Life. So, like any typical smartass, I did the obvious! Exploring all my available options like Fleeing from the Royal palace and live a slow farming-life in the countryside or marrying myself off to a Rich lady and many other options, I have decided to be the king. Why? well, I mean.. Why not! I am a prince so why should i Not Strive for the goal of becoming a king ? And, Not to mention... [STATS WINDOW ACTIVATED!] It doesn't seem like a pipe dream.
Saint_sinner · 95k Views

Rejected by an Alpha Claimed by a king (The Lycan King Breeder)

Tags: #Romance, #R18, #Revenge, #weaktostrong, #Fast-paced, #Royal #family #Betrayal. #Breeder, Touch her and die , #Lycan, #Ruthless, #Dominant, #Witches, #Gore. On the night before her wedding, Arabella Montclair believed she was the luckiest wolf alive. Mated to the powerful Alpha Victor Ashford. Chosen by the Moon Goddess. Finally free from a lifetime of living in her stepmother’s shadow. She poured her heart into planning the perfect ceremony, convinced that tomorrow would mark the beginning of her happily ever after. Instead, it became the day her world shattered. Before the entire Silver Moon Pack, Arabella walks into her own wedding hall, only to find her mate standing at the altar with another bride. Her stepsister. Humiliated and exposed, her most guarded secret is revealed: she carries an F-class fertility rating, deemed cursed, unworthy of bearing an heir. In a world where fertility defines a wolf’s value, she is rejected, discarded, and publicly stripped of her title as mate. “I reject you.” With those words, her bond is severed. Her wolf falls silent. And Arabella is condemned to the lowest fate imaginable, declared a breeder, a life worse than slavery. Beaten. Broken. Forgotten. But fate is far from finished with her. On the very day she is cast aside, the immortal Lycan King, Enzo Obsidian, arrives unannounced at Silver Moon Pack. A ruthless ruler with violet eyes and centuries of power behind him, Enzo has come to investigate corruption festering within the pack. He expected deceit. He expected betrayal. He expected blood. He did not expect her. Among the women paraded before him as entertainment, one figure stands out, a girl in torn white lace, head bowed, silent yet defiant. She smells of pain… and something far rarer. She does not belong there. As secrets unravel and hidden truths surface, the rejected breeder may be more than what anyone believes. And the king who fears nothing may soon find himself entangled in a fate neither of them saw coming. Because sometimes, the one deemed unworthy by a pack… is the one destined to stand beside a king.
NatashaBlue · 309.8k Views

The Revenge Of Duchess Sinclair

Her Ladyship Anastasia Roseline Sinclair of Florence believed she had everything: a noble title, a promising future, and the love of Aaron Dinkley—the charming son of Duke Andrew Dinkley of Fortshire, one of Flambodia’s most powerful fiefs. Childhood sweethearts, Anastasia and Aaron were raised to believe they were destined for each other. But destiny is a cruel mistress. On the eve of her succession to Duchess of Florence, Anastasia is betrayed—by Aaron, the man she loved, her stepsister, and her own family. Stripped of her title, murdered in cold blood, and discarded like refuse in the wastelands, she is left to die. Yet death does not claim her. At the brink of death, Anastasia is reborn—not as a phoenix, but as a vulture. A vulture ready to devour the flesh and bones of her enemies. Cold and ravenous for retribution. She will reclaim her crown, her dignity, and her name. And she will make them all bleed. Because revenge is a meal best served cold. ......... Crown Prince Daniel Maxwell Devonte of Flambodia is feared across kingdoms. Ruthless in battle, merciless in court, he is known as the Dragon—a warrior whose enemies tremble at the mere mention of his name. His fame attracted him more enemies than friends including his own family. His own father King Reginald the Fifth, hated him but mostly feared him because of his power. Rumours swirled in the wind that his mother the former Queen cheated on the King and that he was not his son. However, rumours based on assumptions could not be regarded as evidence. Although it did not stop the current Queen and her minion children to peck around them and use them to their advantage in order to taint his already spoiled reputation. Daniel wears revenge like armor, his fury buried beneath layers of strategy and silence. He trusts no one. Loves no one. Until he meets her. The fiery red-haired stranger with eyes like embers and a soul forged in betrayal. Anastasia. Together, they are chaos incarnate. Two broken souls bound by vengeance, drawn together by bloodshed and ambition. Their enemies will fall. Their kingdoms will burn. And the world will learn what happens when you cross a Duchess and a Dragon.
LEAH_VURAYAYI · 105.9k Views