System Vs Rebirth

The beastfolk are a powerful race, and to strengthen our family's power, Father arranges marriages for both me and my stepsister, Arya Hearthguard. In our past lives, Arya entered a high-profile marriage into the wealthy, powerful dragon clan, while I was forced to wed into the crumbling lion clan. The clan leader of the dragons—Draken Vorgath—was cold and detached. He cared more for gold than his bride, leaving Arya in a glided cage of loneliness. Overwhelmed by the desolation, she seduced the future leader of the fox clan, who was flirtatious.. And when the scandal exploded, Draken resolutely divorced her. Arya's scandal brought shame upon our family. Despite Father's favoritism, he was compelled by family honor to exile her in disgrace. Clan leader of the lions and King of the Jungle—Kael Hawthorne—was a man of unwavering devotion. Our marriage blossomed, and within a year, I bore him a golden lion cub blessed with the Aetheric Divinity. With the Aetherborn, Kael rose to rule all beastfolk as the chieftain, and I became their most revered chieftess. Consumed by envy, Arya sneaked into my son's first birthday feast and strangled the golden lion cub in his cradle. Then, she set the place ablaze and burned me alive along with it. When I wake up, I am back on the very day of our marriage. This time, Arya volunteers to marry into the lions and leaves me the chance to marry into the dragons. I accept everything meekly with only a tenth of her dowry and marry Draken. Later, she bleeds her dowry dry, propping up the lion clan, only to fail in conceiving a cub. When the elders demand she mate with other males, regret drowns her. As for me, all I want in his new life is an heir and a quiet life among the dragons. But no one warns me about the dragons, least of all that my supposedly cold-hearted husband will relentlessly demand me once awakened. Or that his members came in pairs and ridges!

On my 20th birthday, my father hosts a dinner for our allied families. He lifts his glass with a smile and turns to his old friend, saying, "It's time my principessa chooses a husband from your sons." Without hesitation, I choose the youngest—Salvatore Carlo. Everyone is stunned. After all, I'm Estella Vinci, the eldest daughter of the Vinci family. I was born into wealth and power, with a father from a long-established Virellian mafia family and a mother from Montavira's ruthless DeNucci bloodline. And yet, I was hopelessly in love with Giovanni Carlo, third son of the Carlo family. In my past life, I got exactly what I wished for. I became his wife. He got what he wanted too. With my father's power, he became the heir of the Carlo family. But after we got married, my adopted sister Eleanor Vinci became his mistress. When my father found out, he was furious. He sent her far away in marriage to Norland. From that day on, Giovanni hated me with everything he had. He drowned himself in nightclubs, night after night, always bringing home women who looked just like Eleanor. He let them mock me and humiliate me. On my birthday, one of them poisoned my cake. I died with hatred in my heart at eight months pregnant. Now that I am reborn, I decide to let them have each other. But the moment I choose Salvatore, Giovanni loses his mind.

"เมื่อโลกเสมือนจริงเชื่อมโยงหัวใจของคู่แข่งให้กลายเป็นคู่รัก" ในโลกแห่งเกม "Kingdom Quest Online" เธอคือ J.W. หัวหน้ากิลด์ผู้เก่งกาจที่ทุกคนยกย่องว่าเป็น "ราชินีแห่งสงคราม" แต่ในโลกแห่งความจริง เธอคือ เจ นักศึกษาสาวธรรมดา ที่ปกปิดตัวตนในเกมเพื่อใช้มันเป็นพื้นที่แห่งความสุขของเธอ เขาคือ แทนไท โปรแกรมเมอร์อัจฉริยะและเจ้าของบริษัท เมกาเบิร์ธ สตูดิโอ ผู้มุ่งมั่นสร้างเกมที่เปลี่ยนโลก แต่กลับไม่เคยลืมความพ่ายแพ้ครั้งใหญ่ที่ถูกฝากรอยไว้โดยผู้เล่นปริศนา เมื่อโชคชะตาเล่นตลก กิจกรรมใหญ่ของเกมพาทั้งคู่มาเจอกันในฐานะพันธมิตรที่ต้องร่วมมือกันพัฒนาอีเวนต์พิเศษ แต่ทั้งสองต่างมีความลับที่ไม่อาจเปิดเผย ระหว่างโลกของเกมและโลกแห่งความจริง ความรู้สึกบางอย่างเริ่มเบ่งบาน แต่เมื่อทุกความลับถูกเปิดโปง พวกเขาจะเลือกเผชิญหน้ากับความจริง หรือจะปล่อยให้มันจบลงเพียงในโลกเสมือน "รักในเกม... หรือจะรักในชีวิตจริง?" 💖 เตรียมพบกับนิยายโรแมนซ์ที่เต็มไปด้วยเกมกลยุทธ์ ความรัก และการแข่งขันที่จะทำให้คุณลุ้นทุกตอนใน "ราชินีแห่งสงคราม vs เจ้าชายแห่งเกม" 💖

Liam Chase and I were legendary in Celandre City—the most infamous enemies ever bound by marriage. He hated me for being shameless, convinced I'd schemed my way into becoming his wife. I despised him for playing the celibate knight for Alexa Conley and treating me coldly. In eight years of marriage, his most frequent words to me were, "Get out." Then the flood came. The man who'd never spared me a single kindness shoved me onto the last lifeboat. Over the roaring water, he shouted, "Don't look back! Go! Khloe, my debt to you is paid. In the next life, I belong only to Alexa." I lunged for him, but someone wrenched me back. I could only watch as the water swallowed Liam whole. When rescue teams finally came, they found his body bloated, his fingers locked around Alexa's pendant in a grip no one could break. Afterward, I sold everything we owned, donated it all to the disaster relief, and jumped off a building. But when I opened my eyes, I was back… on the night Liam got drugged.

After being reborn, the first thing my cousin and I did was switch grooms. In our previous lives, we had gotten married on the same day. She, gentle and composed by nature, became the wife of Blake Malcolm, the aloof naval commander. On their wedding anniversary, Blake skipped the occasion to celebrate his childhood friend's birthday. My cousin had only wanted an explanation, but Blake claimed his conscience was clear. They fell into a silence that lasted fifty years. And me? With my temper—quick to fight, never one for patience—I had married an accountant from the machinery plant's compound. The accountant was soft-spoken, forever complaining about how loud I was, and how little I cared about appearances. We fought every three days, major arguments every five. Eventually, he stopped coming home. Less than a year into the marriage, we divorced. Then one day, my cousin and I opened our eyes and found ourselves young again—and it was the day we were to marry. Again.

Orang tua terkayaku adalah dermawan terkenal di dalam negeri, tapi pengeluaranku yang diatas 10 Ribu harus mendapat pesetujuan dari mereka. Saat didiagonis terkena kanker stadium terakhir, aku meminta sama mereka 200 Ribu, tapi malah dimarahin selama 3 jam. “Masih muda sakit apaan? Kalau mau uang, carilah alasan yang masuk akal.” “Kamu tau nggak 200 Ribu bisa untuk anak pegunungan hidup berapa lama? Adikmu bahkan lebih pengertian dari kamu.” Aku membawa tubuhku yang sakit-sakitan, jalan kaki berapa km untuk pulang ke basemant. Di layar mall yang sedang siaran langsung, melihat ayah dan ibu demi adik yang di adopsi, menghabiskan banyak uang untuk sewa Disneyland. Aku terus menahan air mataku, 200 Ribu bahkan tidak cukup untuk sekali biaya kemoterapi, aku hanya mau membeli baju yang bagus untuk pergi dengan tenang.

Hari pertama kerja, rekan kerja baru terus menyampaikan dia adalah Putri Presdir, membuatnya jadi pusat perhatian dan semua orang menjilatnya! Dan aku, difitnah mereka selingkuhan dari pria tua! Aku dengan kesel telepon ke Presdir. “Ayah, mereka bilang kamu pria tua, dan ada selingkuhan......”

I realized my period was two weeks late after going on a trip to the swimming pool with my best friend, Gianna Lowe. Gianna insisted that I take a pregnancy test. I was stunned when I saw the two red lines on the pregnancy stick test. I had a boyfriend, Mitchell Gray, but I was a conservative person, so I still hadn't slept with Mitchell. I couldn't help but wonder whose baby this was. I planned to just terminate the mystery pregnancy, but Mitchell pretended to be worried about my health, offering to marry me and raise the child. It was finally my delivery date. I was lying weakly in the delivery room when Mitchell shoved a pillow over my face and smothered me, roaring, "You slut! Did you think I'd raise another man's child? I'll make you and this illegitimate child pay for everything!" I was too weak to resist since I had just given birth, so Mitchell successfully killed me. I suddenly open my eyes and realize that I have returned to the day I found out about my pregnancy. I am completely determined this time—I have to find out who the father really is!

The maid's daughter, who grew up in my home, had the nerve to act like an heiress. On her birthday, she invited every kid from school for a full-on rager at my family's villa. When I suggested they take it to a hotel, she lost it. "You don't get to tell me what to do! My friends can party wherever they want!" She added, "The ten-layer cake my parents ordered for me is on the way. Why don't you park yourself by the door and wait for it, huh?" Her crew circled up, laughing and pointing at me. But I'd lived through this before. Nothing about her little act rattled me. I turned to the butler and told him to lock the gate. Then, I went to Rambo's cage. "Hey, buddy," I said, opening it up. "See those trespassers?" I pointed at the crowd. "I'm counting to three. If they're still here, don't let a single one get away."

My older sister gloated when we heard that a student was threatening to jump. "Is that your daughter?" I calmly sipped my cup of boba tea. That was because I knew the one jumping wasn't my daughter. It was hers.