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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.
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Rebirth: The Courtyard Bride Is Cool and Radiant

Upon transmigration, Yun Yi became the love-struck damsel with a name homophonic to her own, Chuyunyi. The original owner was not only schemed against in her work but also deceived into signing up to go to the countryside. Inadvertently discovering that the person who claimed to like her was secretly meeting someone else behind her back, she finally understood that it was all their manipulation. When she was disheartened and received the news of her grandfather's accident, she became so devastated that she perished atop the mourning hall. Yun Yi used their own methods against them, seizing her work back with thunderous means, turning the schemers of the original owner's family into social pariahs. She also conveniently broke off the engagement with the fiancé who looked down on the original owner. Pah, who knows who will look down on whom in the future? Looking at the golden finger she obtained by chance, she sighed within her heart, "A blessing in disguise." As for searching for relatives? Just let nature take its course. She had no intention of bringing a bunch of ancestors on herself—the identity of a lone girl suited her just fine. The first time they met, she got a nosebleed from the basketball he tossed... The second time they met, she was mistaken for an accomplice, and the two escaped danger with tacit cooperation... The... Nth time they met, she almost became the man's cure, what kind of twisted fate was this... A piece of double-sided embroidery had the Pu'er tea-loving and women-abstinent Huo Si chasing after her like mad, banging his head against the wall for her. People in the compound praised Huo Si's righteousness, yet they didn't know his sacrifice for the family was only a blind, so he could stand by her side openly and legitimately. The little woman leaned on his shoulder, her voice soft and aggrieved, "They all don't like me. They even say I'm a vixen who used tricks to seduce you." Huo Si, towards those who had harmed and schemed against her, arrogantly declared: Zero tolerance. He made them 'slap themselves in the face' with his actions. She is his scale that must not be touched! The thrice-lovesick husband is online!
Spring Splendor in the Garden · 1.6m Views