Romances Online e Histórias com Beastman e Revenge

I wrote a heroine who drowned. Now I'm the one drowning in her body. I'm Nora Brooks, a bestselling author. I killed my heroine in chapter 87, and forty thousand readers wanted me dead for it. Then I died saving a stray dog and woke up inside my own book as the girl I drowned. Now I'm Nora Wells, the "blank" everyone mocks. My stepmother sold my mother's pearls. My stepsister is waiting to take my beast, my name and my place on the Ark. And in ninety days, the Flood will swallow the world. I know every twist, because I wrote them. That's the only thing I have. So I'm changing the ending. I pick the weakest beast in the Temple, a half-dead peacock chick called Pip, that everyone laughs at. I make the people who wronged Nora pay, one humiliating reversal at a time. And with Pip, I'll build a shelter, stock food and clean water, and prepare for a disaster that kills almost everyone I wrote. But the plot is changing without me. The Flood is coming faster. The villains keep doing things I never wrote. And a woman in the dark water seems to be holding my pen. Pip isn't just a beast. He's hiding a power that can survive the end of the world, and a curse that I may be the only one who can break. Ninety days. One peacock. One author who knows how it all ends, except for the part that matters. They chose the dragon. I chose the weakest beast.

I was the "Sickly Prince"—a weak scholar hidden in oversized suits. But in the underworld, secrets are the only currency that matters, and mine is the most lethal of all. Aradaa Vaelis has spent twenty-one years hiding his elite combat training from his tyrannical father, the Don. But when his father gambles away his sister’s life, Aradaa is forced to shatter his facade. To save his sister, Aradaa makes a deal with the devil: he will become a human sacrifice for the Dreadfang Clan, a savage "Beast" Mafia known for their monstrous strength. His buyer? Kaelor Dreadfang. Known as the "Beast King," Kaelor is a man losing his mind to a feral rage and a slow poison. He doesn't want a soldier; he wants a "pretty toy" to break. But the moment they touch, a primal Mate Bond ignites—a shockwave of desire that neither can fight. Now, Aradaa is trapped in the King's Master Suite, serving as Kaelor’s "Exclusive." But as the Syndicate moves to destroy them both, Aradaa’s true lineage begins to surface. He isn't just a slave or a scholar—he is the Pure-Blood, the only one capable of curing the bio-weapon plague and ruling the underworld. The "Pretty Prince" is dead. The King’s partner has arrived. And together, they will burn the Syndicate to the ground.

He taught her how to live. She taught him how to love. *** Everyone called him a monster even the people who were close to him. But I was the only one who saw the troubled man hiding demons from his past. They called him a killing machine; he took lives without a second thought. But he saved mine, he saved me. I had no idea my savior would come in the form of a scarred face, covered in tattoos, who can't—or choose not to—speak a word to me. But I decided to take a risk. I opened the cage where his demons lived and I set them free. And then... I handed my heart to the monster to do as he pleased.

“I thought you had a heart for me ,like a playboy, you initiated a backdrop game, to revive your crumbling company” she said weakly, her voice trailing away with every word. She couldn't imagine her father is trying to matchmake her with his ex best friend’s son,Lorenzo.It took a different turn when she found out that Lorenzo agreed to the marriage,just to use her as a bait for his brother,Rocco, who had a past love story with her ,which she couldn't remember based on her emotional state.