Novels by weakdreamer

Saving Mom is my first step in forging my own path to living happily in this lifetime. I am doomed to repeat history if I fail to save her this time, I am sure of it... I can feel it.I scurry down through the alley and went straight left. I have to meet Mom before she meets that vampire and stupid mortals who set her up and fooled the nation, dubbing me as a villainess.Covering my past mistakes starting from Mom will potentially help me achieve success in my revenge on all the people who ruined my life. Starting from Serena— my fake best friend, to Alpas, the man I only loved who betrayed me... his Luna. There's a reason that I still possess all memories from my past before my supposed death, I am sure that Mom is one of the reasons why I am back.The mortal swiftly caught the fist of the strange hybrid who was about to punch me. Tsk, I glared at the group of hybrids who were supposed to be my ally considering we are all one rare race, but here

For some reason, I couldn't bring myself to push him aside. Despite his relatively small stature and obviously young age. I clearly remember my savior from my past life but... they had no resemblance at all! Yet for some reason, I am being reminded of my savior just by looking at him. The only thing they have in common is their jet-black eyes and that they both have no reason to protect me at all, especially with my notorious reputation even at the age of eleven, other than that, they have no resemblance at all. How can two different mortals have the same scent though? Every being have a distinct scent in their blood, I could never go wrong with that. Never. It's impossible but me going back to the past is impossible too. Anything that's beyond logic doesn't surprise me now.And, as much as I oppose admitting it.Even in Alpas' embrace, I never felt at ease; I always had the nagging feeling of constantly needing to prove myself, y

Serena excitedly pulled me inside her enormous wardrobe to show me the dress I was supposed to wear today. I distinctly remember being envious of her when I was this age; after all, her wardrobe is larger than my actual bedroom. As soon as we got in, she pretended to get zapped while still gripping the doorknob before doing an arm wave dance, and then poked my shoulder, waiting for me to follow her signature body wave dance.She really be thinking she's adorable when in reality, she just looks like a complete fool. How come I saw this fun before, lol. I'm too old to be doing this stupid dance to entertain this traitor. Logically speaking though, I can say my mind and soul are old but my current body and age aren't. Rather than entertaining her, I have a more pressing concern at hand. To prevent that from happening to Mom, I need to think of a way first. Questioning why I am here and how I got back to the past is not the priority now. I'll think of that after I save Mom first.My thoug

My body feels so heavy, like an elephant just sat on my chest. Not just that, but it's as if I've just awoken from a long nightmare... a very realistic nightmare. I couldn't even sleep a wink since arriving here. I wiped the sweat from my brow and reached for the water on my bedside table before delving at my hands, which are unharmed and had no scars. The pain I felt is still so vivid and fresh in my mind that every time I touched my hands—no, my entire body that had been rained down on by bullets just yesterday—I felt like blood come out gushing. This is the same room I was staying in ten years ago. I walked toward my study table and checked the calendar, there was a huge circle on today's date.Wait, it's my eleventh birthday? Dread loom over my head at the realization, today’s the day I lost my mother and when my life completely went upsidedown. I tightly clenched my fist and threw punches to my chest, it felt like a sharp needles was mercilessly pinned on my chest. The memorie

I instinctively drew my claws and chased Alpas away, spurred by resentment and anger growing in my heart. I was initially willing to surrender my life to him, but I can not just toss away the extended life that mortal had granted me which I don't if I deserved it. My head is spinning with overwhelming grief. And the reality of the situation is slowly destroying my soul. It was naive of me to insist I'd give Alpas my life. I loved him, and I still love him, but I can't forgive him for confining me in this prison and even ending the life of my savior when he— a person who knows me— sent me here to suffer.He and Serena antagonized me in the eyes of the nation and held me vicariously liable for a conviction I did not commit. He didn't even listen to me and just sided with Serena.My blood boiled at the thought of Serena, Look at what you did to us, Serena. Because of your schemes, we are in this situation. How stupid of me, I was so enamored with him that I could not even recognize him f

Is this my fate? Is the prophecy really happening? Or... did Serena curse me that time? Is this what she planned from the start? I could only tightly grip my fist. I almost forgot about that prophecy when I met Alpas. I thought our love was enough to break that prophecy. Is she doing all this because she also likes Alpas? Tsk, pretending to be my best friend when she only wishes for my demise. You got me good, Serena, but I won't let you live a happy life. I will ruin you and Alpas. After all, I know that he still loves me but is just in denial. "I wanted to hate you, but I love you too much, even now..." I grabbed his hand, which was holding a pistol, and pointed it at my chest. "I chose to set you free, but you chose to point your gun at me without giving it a second thought. Then, if that's what you want... Kill me, Alpas. Kill me now." As I closed my eyes, I could feel his hand trembling— awaiting my death in the hands of my beloved, with a sliver of light in our happy moments t