Reincarnated Assassin
He stood close, too close to ignore. Her heart raced faster but her face remained cold.
"Just when I think you're done, you suprise me more" Petrov whispered lowly. He leaned closer, blatantly ignoring the blood on her hands.
"Who exactly are you, Avery"
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Dalia was the underworld’s most feared assassin, that is until she died.
Waking up in a hospital bed, she finds herself trapped in the fragile body of a stranger named Avery Carter. She remembers every kill, every weapon, and every rule of survival. The only thing missing? The memory of who murdered her.Before she can hunt for answers, Avery’s chaotic life catches up to her.
Kidnapped by a ruthless mafia boss over her new father's massive debts, Dalia relies on her old instincts to survive. She strikes a dangerous bargain with the dark and enigmatic Augustine Petrov: clear the debt in thirty days, or become his completely.
With the help of a mysterious wealthy ally from her past life, Dalia beats the clock. But freeing herself from the debt doesn't mean freeing herself from Augustine. As his dark curiosity turns into an obsessive attraction, Dalia's missing memories begin to fracture. The face of her killer is finally coming to light—and it’s someone she trusted with her life.
Now, she must choose: build a new life in the arms of a mafia king, or tear the underworld apart for revenge.
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Chapter: Chapter 38Petrov's eyes never left hers.There was something in the way he looked at her that Avery couldn't explain. It wasn't the cold, calculating stare she had become familiar with whenever they discussed business. It wasn't the look of a man trying to intimidate her either.There was something softer in it.Something that made her uncomfortable for an entirely different reason.He leaned back slightly in his chair, but his attention remained fixed on her."I'll be honest with you, Avery. I really do like you, and I can't explain why I am doing this either. But I know you are reluctant to have anything with me, and I respect that. I really do."Avery almost laughed.Reluctant?Ha."You had—"Petrov cut her off before she could finish."I know."His voice was quieter now."I had my men beat you up, and I understand that I hurt you. But if it makes a difference, I punished those men. It was never supposed to go that far. Just a little scare to make you work faster."Avery stared at him.For a
Last Updated: 2026-09-26
Chapter: Chapter 37After much deliberation, Avery finally decided to call Petrov. She had spent enough time going through the information she had found, and Emily Grant was too important to keep to herself. Thankfully, Petrov had left her a number to call whenever she had any leads. Avery picked up her phone and dialed. The call rang. And rang. No answer. She stared at the screen for a moment before lowering the phone. She wasn't going to call again. If Petrov was busy, he would eventually see that she had called. He had her number now, so he could call her back when he was available. That was his problem. Avery placed the phone down and glanced toward the kitchen. She was hungry. Actually, she was more than hungry. She had spent the past two days buried in information, barely paying attention to what she was eating. Most of her meals had been whatever junk she could grab quickly while working. Tonight, she wanted something proper. She decided to cook. By the time she finished preparing
Last Updated: 2026-09-26
Chapter: Chapter 36After Petrov had eaten his fill, Avery waited patiently.She had no intention of reminding him that he had insisted on eating before they discussed business. She simply sat across from him, watching as he finally placed his fork down.Now that he was finished, she expected answers.She leaned back in her chair and folded her arms."So, what do you know about Luthor?"Petrov's expression immediately became serious."From my investigation, which took a lot of time because this guy basically made himself nonexistent, he is attacking everyone he can to gain more power."Avery listened without interrupting.Petrov continued slowly, choosing his words carefully."It's a smart strategy because you cannot go after someone you don't know."Avery frowned.That was the problem.Luthor wasn't leaving enough behind for anyone to trace him directly. Everything they knew about him came from rumors.She leaned further back in her chair."So how do we find him then? Because if the only lead we have is
Last Updated: 2026-09-25
Chapter: Chapter 35Augustine Petrov was a simple man.At least, that was what he liked to believe.He understood what he wanted, and once he decided he wanted something, he went after it.He had inherited his father's business and expanded it into one of the biggest organizations in the country. Over the years, he had accumulated properties, businesses, people, and influence.But out of everything he owned, there was one thing he valued above all else.Information.Information could buy loyalty.It could destroy reputations.It could make powerful people kneel.And, more importantly, it could give him control.That was why when people came to him to borrow money, he rarely saw it as a simple financial transaction. If someone became desperate enough to borrow from him, there was usually something he could gain beyond the money itself.Control.He liked having something over people's heads.A debt was one of the easiest ways to accomplish that.People became desperate when they owed him money. They became
Last Updated: 2026-09-25
Chapter: Chapter 34As much as Avery hated to admit it, she had to get involved.Worse, she was going to have to work with Augustine.The thought alone irritated her.She had no desire to spend any more time around the man than necessary. Her history with him made that impossible to ignore. She might not have been there to experience the pain the former Avery had endured, but she had woken up in the body because Avery had died.That was enough for her.Petrov had sent his men after Avery because of a debt she could never have paid. They had beaten her badly enough to leave her hospitalized. She had eventually died, and Dalia had opened her eyes in her place.Technically, Petrov might not have been the one who killed Avery with his own hands, but he had certainly played a part in what happened to her.That made working with him difficult.Still, Luthor Arstin was a bigger problem.If even Petrov was asking for help finding him, and Cathryn's organization had received requests from five different powerful
Last Updated: 2026-09-24
Chapter: Chapter 33After her very unexpected conversation with Petrov, Avery barely had time to process everything before her phone rang. She glanced at the screen. Cathryn. Avery answered. “Hello?” “Avery, I need you to come to the estate.” There was something in Cathryn's voice that immediately caught her attention. “How important?” “Very.” Avery sat up. Cathryn continued before she could ask anything else. “I need you here as soon as possible.” Avery sighed. So much for her lazy day. “Alright. I'll be there.” She ended the call and looked at the phone for a moment. “Looks like my lazy day has been put on hold,” she muttered to herself. She got ready quickly, throwing on a simple top and a pair of jeans before leaving her apartment. By the time she arrived at Cathryn's estate, she was already wondering what could possibly be so important. She was directed straight to Cathryn's office. Avery knocked once before opening the door. The moment she stepped inside, she noticed the look o
Last Updated: 2026-09-19
Reborn To The Cold Billionaire
"In every lifetime, you love me. And in every lifetime, you die in my arms."
Five hundred years ago, General Alexander was cursed. For separating two lovers in war, he was condemned to damnation, destined to find his true love in every lifetime, only to watch her die because of him. He spends the rest of that life without her, filled with grief until he dies too and I reborn and tormented with the memories of her.
In the twenty-first century, he is Xavier Vance—a cold, ruthless mafia billionaire who rules the city's underworld with an iron fist. He has accepted his loneliness in every life. That is, until he walks into a high-society gala and sees her. Cassandra King is the sheltered daughter of a legitimate businessman, making her grand debut to society. She doesn't remember the battlefield. She doesn't remember his name. But when their eyes meet, the ancient bond ignites.
Xavier vows to break the cycle. To save her life, he must stay away. He must be the villain in her story. He must make her hate him.
But how can a man fight a five hundred year old urge to claim the only woman who owns his soul?
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Chapter: Chapter 10Xavier didn't wait for the chaos to settle.He grabbed Cassandra and pulled her through the crowd, moving quickly toward the opposite side of the mall.People were screaming and running in every direction. Security guards shouted orders, while shoppers pushed past one another, desperate to get away.Cassandra could barely keep up."Xavier—""Keep moving."His voice was sharp.She looked at him.For the first time since she had met him, Xavier didn't look cold or untouchable.He looked panicked.His eyes kept moving around them, searching every corner, every doorway, every person who came too close.He looked terrified.Cassandra didn't understand it.Why was he so worried about her?....why was he suddenly acting like keeping her alive was the most important thing in the world?She didn't have time to think about it.They needed to get out.They hurried through another corridor until Xavier spotted an emergency exit."There."He pushed the door open and guided her outside.A black car
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Chapter: Chapter 9 I was still in a terrible mood when Stacy and I walked into the mall. The security following us officially ruined whatever excitement I had felt about leaving the house. I understood that my father was worried. I really did. But there was a difference between being protected and being watched like I was some kind of prisoner. I glanced behind me again. One of the guards was standing several feet away, pretending to be interested in one of the stores. I rolled my eyes. "Unbelievable." Stacy looked at me. "Just ignore them." "That's easy for you to say." She laughed. "Come on. We're here to shop." I sighed. She was right. There was no point allowing my father's overprotectiveness to ruin my day. So I decided to enjoy myself. And surprisingly, it worked. The first store we entered had an entire section dedicated to clothes, and within minutes, my attention was completely captured. "Try this." Stacy held up a dress. I took it from her. "You just
Last Updated: 2026-08-20
Chapter: Chapter 8Xavier's POV I sat behind my desk, staring at the reports spread across the polished surface. My office was quiet except for the occasional turn of a page and the low voices of the men standing in front of me. I preferred it that way. Silence made it easier to think and lately, I needed all the clarity I could get. "How did the meeting go?" I asked. "Everything went according to plan," one of my men replied. "The shipment has already been moved." "Good." I picked up another file. "And the situation at the southern docks?" "Handled." I nodded. One problem after another. That was my life. There was always something that needed to be handled. Someone who needed to be reminded of their place. A deal that needed to be secured. A man who thought he could take what belonged to me. I had long ago stopped questioning it. This was the world I had built. A knock sounded against the door. One of my men entered. "Boss." I looked up. "What is it?" He hesitated
Last Updated: 2026-08-20
Chapter: Chapter 7Cassandra's POV The next morning, I woke up with a mild headache. I groaned and pulled the blanket over my head, hoping that if I stayed there long enough, it would disappear on its own. It didn't. I eventually dragged myself out of bed and made my way into the bathroom. After a warm shower, I felt a little better. I dressed quickly, tied my hair back, and headed downstairs to have breakfast with Dad. I had barely reached the staircase when I heard his voice. He sounded angry. I slowed down. My father wasn't someone who easily lost his temper. Even when things went wrong, he usually handled them calmly, preferring to think before he reacted. But this morning, his voice carried a sharpness that immediately made me uneasy. "...I don't care what the excuse is," he said. "The project was approved. The contracts were signed. So tell me how the entire thing suddenly started falling apart." I stopped near the entrance to the dining room. There was a pause. My father listened to
Last Updated: 2026-08-20
Chapter: Chapter 6Xavier's POV I was in my office when one of my men came to me. “Sir, Cassandra King left the house.” My attention immediately shifted from the papers in front of me. “Where?” “They're heading to a bar downtown. Her friend , Stacy, is with her.” For a moment, I said nothing. I had no reason to care, her father had security. She had Stacy. She was surrounded by people who could protect her. I should have let her go. Instead, I stood. “Get the car ready.” My man didn't question me. He knew better. I told myself I was only going because something about Arthur's situation had been bothering me. There had been suspicious movements around his business, and I didn't trust the timing. That was the excuse I gave myself, but the truth was much simpler. Cassandra was out there and I needed to know she was safe. By the time I arrived at the bar, my patience was already wearing thin. I remained inside the car for a moment, watching the entrance. One of my men approached the window
Last Updated: 2026-08-18
Chapter: Chapter 5Cassandra's POV The evening came faster than I expected. By seven, my room looked like a clothing store had exploded inside it. Dresses were scattered across my bed, shoes were lying everywhere, and Stacy stood beside my wardrobe with the expression of someone who had already regretted agreeing to help me. "Try this one." I held up the dress she handed me and looked at it critically. "Really?" "Yes. Now go." I laughed and disappeared into the bathroom to change. For once, Stacy didn't have to argue with me for twenty minutes about what I was wearing. The dress fit perfectly, and after a few adjustments to my hair and makeup, I was ready. I looked at myself in the mirror, a yellow backless dress and my hair put up in a messy bun. I actually looked like a normal twenty-three-year-old going out for the evening. "Done," I announced. Stacy looked up from her phone. "Finally." "I wasn't even that long." "You've been complaining about clothes for an hour." She laughed and gr
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Chapter: Chapter 23The trip to the palace did not take long. Alfas was the capital of Firildia, so the royal palace was only about thirty minutes away from the Grand Duke's estate. Alera spent most of the journey looking through the carriage window, watching the city pass by. She was still getting used to Firildia. Although she had studied the kingdom during the year before her marriage, actually seeing it with her own eyes was different. The streets were busy, with merchants calling out to customers and carriages moving steadily through the city. People went about their daily lives, seemingly unaware that the Grand Duchess was passing through their streets. Eventually, the royal palace came into view. Alera had seen it before in descriptions, but the sight of it still impressed her. The palace stood proudly in the heart of the capital, its enormous structure reflecting the wealth and power of the royal family. Guards stood at various points around the grounds, and servants moved about with practi
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Chapter: Chapter 22Everything was taken to her study. By the time the last stack of documents was carried inside, Alera begun to wonder if Andrew brought her the records of the entire kingdom instead of those belonging to the estate. There were ledgers, expense records, reports, staff records, supply lists, maintenance reports, correspondence, and several other documents she needed to understand how the estate was being run. She sat behind the large desk and stared at the mountain of paperwork for a moment. Then she smiled. In her past life, she had dealt with workloads that had been far more demanding than this. Meetings that stretched for hours, financial reports that required careful attention, business decisions that could affect hundreds of people, and problems that had to be solved before the next morning had been a normal part of her life. Compared to that, this was light work. She simply had to understand how things functioned here. Alera spent the entire day in her spacious study, goin
Last Updated: 2026-09-02
Chapter: Chapter 21After the wedding, things went back to normal. At least, they did for everyone else in the kingdom. For Alera, everything was still new. She was in a new kingdom, living in a new home, surrounded by unfamiliar servants and responsibilities she never had to deal with before. Becoming a Grand Duchess meant more than simply carrying a beautiful title. There were duties attached to it, and she intended to learn them properly. She couldn't afford to be careless. Especially not when she chose this life herself. She would have loved to spend more time with Ezra. After all, they were married now. But she didn't want to annoy him. From everything she had observed since arriving, she suspected he wanted to stay away from her. If that was what he wanted, then she was perfectly willing to give him space. He had been coerced into this marriage just like she had, the only difference was that she had chosen him. He didn't get to choose her. So she wasn't going to force herself into his li
Last Updated: 2026-09-02
Chapter: Chapter 20 The garden had come alive with conversation. Guests mingled beneath the soft afternoon light, moving between the beautifully arranged tables as servants passed through with trays of food and glasses of wine. The atmosphere was surprisingly comfortable and calming. After the formality of the wedding ceremony, everyone seemed more relaxed. Everything had been prepared perfectly. From the food to the wine, from the decorations to the seating arrangements, nothing appeared out of place. The royal family was present as well. As members of the royal family and relatives of the Grand Duke, their presence was expected. They sat among the other distinguished guests, observing the celebration while conversations continued around them. Yet despite the celebration, there was one subject that seemed to find its way into almost every conversation. The bride. Whispers about Princess Alera echoed throughout the garden as people tried to understand the woman who had suddenly become the Grand
Last Updated: 2026-09-01
Chapter: Chapter 19 The wedding continued. Alera slowly made her way toward the altar, her veil lightly covering her face and the train of her yellow gown following behind her. The Chapel of Alfas had fallen almost completely silent. The earlier murmurs had disappeared, replaced by the quiet attention of everyone gathered to witness the union. Alera kept her eyes ahead. At the altar stood the man she had spent so long waiting to meet. Ezra. The closer she got, the more clearly she could see him. He looked different from the image she had created in her mind while reading the novel. Not worse. If anything, he was even more striking in person. His hair had been styled backward, the strands spiked neatly away from his face. Among the dark brown hair was a distinct patch of white. It should have made him look older. Instead, it elevated his appearance. There was something commanding about it. Something that suited the man who had been described in the novel as a powerful and feared general.
Last Updated: 2026-09-01
Chapter: Chapter 18 The estate of Alfas had never been busier. For the past week, servants had moved through the halls from dawn until late into the evening, carrying flowers, fabrics, decorations, and everything else required for the wedding. Every corner of the estate seemed to have been touched by the preparations. The wedding would be held in the Chapel of Alfas, while the reception would take place in the vast gardens surrounding the estate. The gardens had been transformed. Flowers stretched along the pathways in carefully arranged beds, their colours blending together beneath the warm afternoon sun. Tall arrangements were placed around the open space where the reception would be held, while delicate decorations hung between the trees, moving gently whenever the breeze passed through. Long tables had been arranged beneath elegant canopies, leaving enough space for the guests to move freely. The garden itself seemed almost unreal, as though someone had taken a beautiful painting and brought it
Last Updated: 2026-09-01
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