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REVENGE AFTER REBIRTH-THE LORD'S FORSAKEN BRIBE

REVENGE AFTER REBIRTH-THE LORD'S FORSAKEN BRIBE

Romance
last update最終更新日 : 2025-11-23
作家:  Dione Zeus完了
言語: English
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概要

Fast-Paced Plot

Third-Person POV

Dark Romance

Dominant

Hidden Identity

Ruthless

Betrayal

Forbidden Love

Revenge

I died as their pawn, I’ll live as their execution Betrayed by her beloved husband. Framed by her sister. Executed like a criminal. When Serina Valcrest opens her eyes again, she finds herself reborn two years before her death, with every memory of treachery fresh in her mind. This time, she will not be the docile, naive wife everyone expects. This time, she will sharpen her smile into a blade. Behind the glittering curtains of noble society, Serina begins her game of vengeance planting rumors, unraveling secrets, and setting traps with perfect precision. Every move pulls her closer to exposing the rot at the heart of her family. But in the shadows waits Cassian Veyra, a man more dangerous than any poison. Cold, cunning, and feared across the empire, Cassian is interested in Serina’s quiet war. His protection comes at a price… one she isn’t sure she can pay. As old enemies tighten their grip and hidden daggers strike from the dark, Serina learns the truth: They don’t just want to ruin her anymore they want her dead. And this time, she won’t go to the gallows quietly.

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Veertje
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Dione it's funny that you write : interesting. You wrote this story, your acting like i'ts a comment someone else is making AND you're promoting (this) your story in comment sections from other authors. And with it also saying : You will love it also. That's so unprofessional
2025-10-28 07:48:38
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Really interesting book. I'm loving this so far
2025-09-01 16:12:09
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Dione Zeus
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Interesting
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CHAPTER 1: Death is a Cold Teacher
Blood was warm for only a moment.It trickled down my lips, metallic and bitter, before the cold stone beneath me claimed it. My vision swam, but I could still make out the two silhouettes above me, my husband's handsome face twisted into mockery, and my younger sister’s tear-streaked cheeks, false as ever.“Why?” My voice was a rasp, barely a shadow of itself.“Because,” Damien crouched down, brushing a strand of hair from my bloodied cheek like a lover, “you were too blind to see you were just a stepping stone.”“She believed in you, Serina,” Aria whispered, though her trembling voice cracked into a cruel smile. “And now, I have everything.”The dagger still jutted from my chest, right where my heart had once beaten for him. My body was dying, but my mind… oh, my mind was burning.If only I had another chance…The last thing I heard was Damien’s voice, low and satisfied: “You won’t be haunting me from the grave.”Darkness claimed me.And thenThe weight in my lungs was gone. The pai
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CHAPTER 2: Poison in Silk
The banquet pressed on, the air growing thicker with perfume, candle heat, and whispers that coiled like smoke. Crystal glasses clinked. Silver forks scraped porcelain. Beneath it all, the sound of shifting loyalties the softest, most dangerous music of all.I stood by a side table laden with sugared almonds and candied pears, the wine in my hand glowing deep red under the golden lights. I let my gaze drift across the hall as if bored, but I was mapping the room every ally, every rival, every snake hiding under silk.Damien moved through the crowd with practiced ease, greeting lords and ladies, clasping hands, bending his head just so when speaking to women. My husband-to-be, the charming predator. I knew every flicker of his smile, every tilt of his head and I knew exactly which were genuine, and which were bait.In my first life, I had been caught on that hook.Not tonight.I tasted the wine dry, with a faint bitterness, and imagined how easily such a flavor could hide something let
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CHAPTER 3: The King’s Bastard
The gardens were nearly deserted when I arrived, the moonlight painting the marble statues in shades of bone. Frost had begun to gather on the hedges, and the night air bit at my cheeks as if urging me to turn back.I didn’t.I moved through the gravel path, my emerald cloak drawn tight around me. The soft crunch beneath my slippers echoed louder than I liked. The ballroom music was a faint hum now, the laughter of the nobles reduced to a faraway murmur.I found him near the fountain.Cassian Veyra leaned against the carved edge, his coat collar turned up against the cold, a silver flask in hand. The moon caught in his dark hair and glinted off the gold ring on his finger a signet seal I knew he rarely wore.“Lady Serina,” he said, as if I’d kept him waiting far too long. “You walk like a woman who doesn’t care if she’s followed.”“I do care,” I said, approaching. “I just make sure they regret it.”That earned me the ghost of a smile.Up close, I could see him better the faint scar at
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CHAPTER 4: The First Cut
Morning came with a pale light that bled across the velvet drapes, casting my chamber in cold silver. I lay awake long before my maid arrived, tracing the plan in my mind.Revenge wasn’t one great blow not at the start. The first strike was always small, almost invisible.Like the first cut in a silk gown, it went unnoticed until the whole thing unraveled in your hands.I rose from bed and crossed to my vanity. My reflection stared back unmarked, flawless. Not the bloodied woman gasping her last on the cold marble floor ten years from now.Lira, my maid, entered with her usual quiet tread, carrying a tray of tea and fresh bread. “Good morning, my lady.”I poured the tea myself, letting the steam curl into my face. “Lira,” I said, “I need you to send word to the Duke of Veyra’s creditors. Tell them their debts are to be settled in full… anonymously.”She froze mid-step. “My lady… that’s a fortune.”“It’s an investment,” I said, sipping my tea. “One day, they’ll repay me in blood or se
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CHAPTER 5: The Auction Trap
The Winter Auction had always been one of Damien’s favorite battlegrounds.To him, it was more than an evening of expensive acquisitions it was a performance. A chance to parade his wealth before the city’s elite, to demonstrate that anything worth owning would eventually end up in his possession.Tonight, I intended to make him choke on that pride.The grand hall of the Royal Auction House glittered under hundreds of candles, their light refracting off gold leaf walls and the polished mahogany stage. Tall windows looked out over the frost-coated city, and the air hummed with conversation, the clink of glasses, and the shuffle of silk skirts.I arrived in a gown of black satin, cut close to my body and edged with midnight lace. It was a deliberate insult black was a color of mourning, not celebration. Whispers followed me like a shadow.“Is she in mourning already?”“Her wedding is in two months”“Maybe she’s making a statement.”Let them wonder. The less they could predict me, the mo
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CHAPTER 6: Whispers in the Dark
The estate was unnervingly quiet when I returned from the Winter Auction.Snow had begun to fall, muting the crunch of carriage wheels and the soft creak of the front gates. Inside, the air carried the faint tang of wine and ash from the drawing room’s dying fire.I had barely removed my gloves before Damien’s voice cut through the silence.“Enjoy your evening?”He was waiting in the shadowed corner of the hall, still in his navy coat, his hair slightly mussed not from wind, but from the way he’d been running a hand through it. A sure sign of restraint barely holding.I met his gaze evenly. “Immensely.”He stepped forward, the candlelight catching in his eyes. “Do you know how many tongues you set wagging tonight?”“Yes. That was the point.”“Cassian Veyra made a fool of me in front of the entire capital.”“Correction,” I said, removing my cloak with deliberate calm. “You made a fool of yourself by overpaying for a relic you didn’t win.”The air between us tightened.“You’re playing a
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CHAPTER 7 :The Mask Slip
The Winter Solstice Ball was a glittering affair all golden candlelight, polished marble floors, and music so sweet it seemed to drip from the strings of the orchestra. The nobility came dressed as if they were the constellations themselves, shimmering with silks and jewels.And at the center of it all was Aria.She floated through the crowd on Damien’s arm, her gown the color of dawn light, her hair threaded with pearls. Every tilt of her head, every soft laugh, was calculated to charm.It was a performance I had watched before, in another life.I knew exactly where the cracks lay.“Lady Serina,” the Duchess of Vayle greeted me as I entered. Her eyes skimmed over my silver gown modest in cut, but embroidered with patterns of black thorns climbing from hem to hip. “A bold choice.”“Boldness is the only fashion worth keeping,” I replied, smiling faintly.I could feel eyes following me as I crossed the floor. Cassian was there already, lounging against a pillar near the wine tables, his
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CHAPTER 8: FIRST BLOOD
The Chancellor’s Winter Banquet was the most politically charged event of the season the kind where alliances were forged over wine and destroyed before dessert.It was also the perfect stage for what I intended to do.By the time my carriage rolled up the marble steps of the Chancellor’s estate, the snow had turned to glittering frost. Light from a thousand chandeliers spilled from the arched windows, music and laughter drifting into the night.Cassian was already inside, surrounded by a small circle of military officers. His eyes flicked toward me as I entered, and the faintest nod told me he knew exactly why I was here.Damien stood near the head table with Aria, his arm draped protectively over hers. He looked every bit the untouchable lord, charming dignitaries and nobles alike. But I knew thanks to Cassian that the man had been bleeding coin into a secret shipping enterprise, one that wasn’t quite… legal.And tonight, I would peel that secret wide open.The opportunity came midw
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CHAPTER 9: WHISPER IN THE BALLROOM
The chandeliers blazed with gold light, scattering across the marble floor like shards of sun.Music swelled strings, flutes, and the faint heartbeat of the drums beneath it all.Every noble in the capital seemed to have crammed themselves into the ballroom tonight, perfume thick in the air, smiles sharper than any blade.Serina stepped onto the top of the sweeping staircase, letting the room see her.Her gown was a deep, sultry crimson the exact shade she’d worn the night Damien kissed her sister in front of their court.It was a memory she had burned into his mind like acid, and tonight she intended to make him choke on it.Gasps fluttered from the crowd.She caught the flicker in Damien’s eyes, the way his easy smile faltered before he smoothed it over.Aria, by his side, stiffened she recognized the gown’s significance too.Serina descended slowly, each step measured, letting her skirts whisper against the marble.Her lips curled faintly when she spotted the first cracks in their
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CHAPTER 10: THE KISS AND THE KNIFE
The city slept under a heavy quilt of snow, but my mind burned too hot for rest.After the Chancellor’s banquet, Damien had barely spoken to me in the carriage home, his silence heavier than any shouted anger.It was the quiet of a man sharpening his next blade.I knew he would strike soon.So I decided to strike first.The note from Cassian arrived just after midnight.Come to the East Tower. Alone.The handwriting was as sharp and deliberate as the man himself. I should have ignored it, visiting him so soon after publicly humiliating Damien was reckless. But something in the invitation, the unspoken dare, drew me like a moth to flame.The East Tower of House Veyra overlooked the frozen river, its windows glowing faintly in the night. Cassian was waiting at the top of the stairs, leaning against the stone archway, a decanter of dark wine in one hand.“You came,” he said simply.“You asked,” I replied, stepping into the warm glow of the firelight.He poured me a glass and handed it ov
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