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The General's Daughter: The Mission

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer—an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general who brought down her family. But fate doesn't follow orders. Just as Lara was about to execute her long-planned mission, everything spiraled out of control. A military convoy intercepted her escape route—escorting none other than the general himself. And then came the moment that changed everything. A blinding crash. Screeching tires. Her body was thrown like a ragdoll, then darkness. She had a fleeting recollection of another world, another lifetime where kings ruled the land with an iron fist. But she woke up, and twelve long months had passed.  She did not know where she was or who she was. She remembered nothing. They told her different names. A child with trembling hope whispered, “Mommy, your name is Moira Torres.” Her doctor insisted, “Your admission slip says Larissa Reyes.” A hardened general leaned close and commanded, “Remember who you are. Remember your mission.” Then another general—dangerously calm, incredibly familiar—looked at her as if she mattered and asked, “Can I call you Lara?” The name unlocked something buried deep in her soul. Lara Norse Kromwel. Daughter of General Odin Norse. Empress of the First Empire. But the man who watched her most closely dismissed it with cold certainty. “This is the 21st century,” he said. “What nonsense are you spouting? What Empress? You are my woman. You can only be mine!"
Azalea_Belrose · 137.4k Views

Betrayed By One. Bound To Three

Trigger Warning: This story contains mature themes intended for adult audiences only. It includes dark romance, violence, power imbalance dynamics, emotional intensity, possessive relationships, and erotic elements involving one female lead and multiple male leads. Reader discretion is advised. ---- As the only surviving heir of the Alpha King, Selena Blackthorn thought she had the perfect life. A loving father. A caring Mate. A rare bloodline passed down to her by her family. But she was wrong. After her father’s sudden death, Selena places her trust, her power, and her heart in the hands of the man she believes is her fated Mate. On their wedding day, beneath the Blood Moon, he repays her devotion by rejecting her, shattering their bond, and pushing her from a mountain to her death. She should have stayed dead. Instead, Selena awakens two weeks before the wedding ceremony, reborn with her memories intact and her long-silent wolf finally awake. The truth unravels quickly. The man she loved is her murderer. Her adopted sister is his true mate and accomplice. The life Selena believed was destiny was nothing more than a carefully constructed lie. This time, she is not the obedient Luna they expect. Drawn by a pull she cannot deny, fate leads Selena into the path of three rogue triplets—warriors exiled as boys for a crime they never committed. They are dangerous. Relentless. Untamed. And when the bond snaps into place, it is not gentle. It consumes her. Only then does Selena uncover the truth that has long been buried.The rejection was false. The bond was never real. The triplets are her true mates. Bound by destiny and sharpened by exile, the triplet help Selena uncover the conspiracy that destroyed her family, stole her crown, and nearly erased her existence. Together, they will burn through lies, bloodlines, and false kings to reclaim what was always hers. This time, Selena will not be used. She will not be silenced. And she will not die quietly. Betrayed by One, Bound to Three is a dark fantasy romance of rebirth, body-positive power, false bonds, fated mates, and a queen who rises from betrayal to claim her throne on her own terms.
LuBella · 13.8k Views

The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress

Hera Avery is working several part-time jobs to pay for her university tuition. She is managing her work and love life simultaneously. Her boyfriend, who is a rising celebrity, made her pay for their expensive apartment located in a well-known building. The building is also home to well-known heirs and heiresses. On her boyfriend's birthday and their third anniversary, she returned home to their apartment only to find him with another woman. But what did she get in return? A slap on the face, a breakup and she was evicted from the apartment she was paying with her own money. After being evicted and becoming homeless, she believed things couldn't get any worse. However, her cheating ex-boyfriend's wealthy new girlfriend went further by reaching out to every establishment and persuading them to blacklist her. This caused her to lose her means of living and they even spread rumors that she was obsessed with her former celebrity boyfriend and was attacked by his fans. Having no way out, she gritted her teeth. "Grandpa, I'm willing to inherit the consortium." Old Master Avery laughed heartily after hearing her conviction and sent a bank transfer to Hera. [ You received a $100,000,000,000 money transfer to your account ending in ####] [Note: My dear granddaughter, use this pocket money to treat yourself to anything you desire. Don't be frugal, and if you spend it all, don't hesitate to ask me for more.] Hera was astounded. When her identity was announced, her ex-boyfriend kneeled and cried to her, for her to take him back. The sarcastic Male lead 1: Do you think it's your turn? Look behind. When her ex-boyfriend looked back, he saw influential men lining up with bouquets of roses to woo Hera. The cold Male lead 2: It's your fault for being blind. Cry and beg but you'll have no chance as long as we are here. The brutal and impatient Male lead 3: Do you want me to break your legs?! The entertainment King Male lead 4: You're just a little star but you want to bypass me? The hot-headed Male lead 5: I'll make sure, you'll be shelve. The coquettish Male lead 6: Wifey, they are trying to steal you from me! Seeing the problematic Male leads, Hera felt an incoming headache not knowing what to do. "Let's just go with the flow then!"
GoddessKM · 2.2m Views
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One Piece: Nobody knows Devil Fruits better than me.

“Only Haki can reign supreme over everything.” This was the famous maxim of the Grand Line’s gold-medal instructor, Kaido of the Beasts, revered by countless people as unquestionable truth. But Roy did not agree. “Then let me ask you—if there were an ability user who could analyze and collect every Devil Fruit power, and was completely unaffected by Seastone or seawater… wouldn’t he be able to reach the very peak of this ocean through Devil Fruit abilities alone?” To prove his belief, Roy began to take action. ... Many years later. The Red Line—Holy Land Mariejois—is engulfed in blazing flames. At the very top of Pangaea Castle, the one responsible hovers high in the sky. His pristine Marine coat billows in the wind. “Are you declaring war on the world?” Facing the accusations of the Celestial Dragons, Roy simply grins. “Haven’t I already been at war with the world?” He smiles. Those who follow him step out from behind. The sight of the figures at the front plunges the entire scene into silence. Everyone recognizes them. They are the powerful individuals who, in recent years, have suddenly risen to fame across the seas. Among them are assassins, revolutionaries, pirates, merchants, doctors… Without exception, they are all overwhelming Devil Fruit users—and all belong to the same organization. Rumor had it that this organization had a mysterious leader, the most dangerous criminal in all the seas today. Now, the truth needs no explanation. “You… you are…” A legendary figure of the new generation of the Marines. The most dangerous criminal on the seas. From the very beginning, they were one and the same. His name is… Roy Amos. Hans felt as if he had been pardoned from death itself, and quickly shot Fal a look. The two hurried toward the temporary holding cell’s exit, but just before leaving, one of them turned back to ask: “Sir, once dinner is ready, should we bring you something?” “Pizza and cola, thanks.” Roy waved his hand, then added with emphasis: “And make sure the cola is ice-cold!” “Yes, sir!” The sailors left the cabin. Only the massive “Gladiator” Antolia—still wearing sea-stone handcuffs—remained, leaning against the cell wall and staring at Roy. “Sounds like you and your men aren’t very popular within the Navy?” He chuckled. “More or less.” Roy sat down casually on a sofa inside the cabin. He pulled a small hourglass from his coat and set it on the table. As the sand began to fall, he turned his head lazily toward Antolia. “But I hear Fleet Admiral Sengoku is considering raising the status of the Detention Unit. Hmm? What about you—got something to say?” He didn’t seem to mind having a casual chat with a criminal. “No, that has nothing to do with it.” Antolia spoke in a low voice. “It’s simply because you’re too weak. If you were strong enough, no one would dare look down on you.” “Status, money, power—only strength lets you take any of it. Look at me!” He struggled and forced himself to sit up straighter. “If not for these cuffs…” His gaze shifted to a huge metal plate nearby—on top of it was a protrusion that resembled a handle. It was the weapon submitted along with him when he was captured.
mr_cureoo · 134 Views