Novel & Cerita Web Dragon Revenge

[Reverse Harem | Sci-Fi Beast World | Transmigration | Enemies to Lovers | Sweet Redemption] Transmigrating into the body of a cruel, hated fake princess in a sci-fi empire? Worse, I’m soul-bound to FIVE terrifying Alpha beastmen who want nothing more than to tear me apart! Me: Forget romance! I’m a modern geneticist—I’ll just cure their wounds, break our deadly blood-bond, and stay alive. The Result? My medical magic worked too well, and now these lethal overlords are utterly obsessed: The Tsundere Wolf King: Barks insults, yet secretly hunts for me and savagely beats anyone who dares look at me wrong The Arrogant Dragon God: Acts ice-cold, but secretly shrinks into a tiny dragon cub just to cuddle in my lap The Cunning Fox Medic: Teases me with dangerous charm, only to remove his mask, blushing as he lets me trace his hidden scar The Yandere Snake Hacker: Wraps his icy tail around my waist, pulling me into his dark lair just to shower me with glowing flowers The Fierce Cat Scout: Pretends to hate me, but purrs uncontrollably under my gentle headpats, risking his life to shield me When an imperial conspiracy banishes us to the deadly wasteland, I prepare to sever the bond and set them free. But instead of leaving, all five unhinged Alphas drop to their knees, eyes burning with dark devotion: "Break the bond? Never. You healed us, Princess—now you're stuck with us forever."

The first thing my fated mate did was press a sword against my throat. He was born to hunt dragons. I was born with one inside me. Every seven years, the Red Moon awakens the monster sleeping beneath my skin. The last time it happened, I burned an entire village to ashes. Since then, I've chained myself inside a forgotten tower whenever the Red Moon returns, prepared to die before I let the dragon hurt another innocent soul. But this time... He found me first. Leif Morvain. The ruthless hunter who has spent his entire life searching for the dragon that murdered his mother. He came to kill a monster. Instead, fate made me his mate. He rejected the bond. Shot me into the sea. And left me for dead. I survived. Now the man who swore to kill me has returned to the royal palace as the King's forgotten bastard prince, and somehow we're forced to live beneath the same roof. He still looks at me like I'm the monster that destroyed his life. The kingdom would burn me alive if they ever discovered what I am. And the only man standing between me and my execution... Is the hunter who once wanted me dead. Because falling in love with a dragon is dangerous. But uncovering the truth behind the monsters may destroy the kingdom first.

In a world where magic dictates your worth, Ronan Vane was born with a crippled mana core, branded as a useless trash. Cast out by his own family and ruthlessly humiliated by the arrogant prodigy, Dorian Thorne, Ronan was left for dead in the treacherous Abyss of Beasts. ​But destiny had other plans. In the darkest depths of the abyss, his blood awakened Ignis, the legendary Dragon Emperor. ​"I shall lend you my flames," the ancient dragon echoed. "Show this world the true terror of a dragon." ​Armed with the lost Dragon Cultivation Art, the outcast returns. The one they laughed at is no more. In his place stands a sovereign ready to burn down his enemies and claim the absolute peak!

Sera met her end on a burning stake after the man she loved betrayed her. But death was not her final chapter, she awakened in the body of Nesca, a neglected demon princess cursed to die. With the mysterious Revenge System guiding her, Sera vows to take her retribution. Along her journey, she rescues Arkhael, a wounded primordial dragon destined to be her greatest ally. As her revenge begins, a hidden truth about her and Arkhael threatens everything...

I died with my husband's betrayal on my lips and my unborn child in my womb. One moment I was Mia Weston — billionaire, wife, mother-to-be. The next, I was gone. Erased. Traded like a chess piece by the man who swore to love me forever. Then I woke up. Silk sheets. Marble walls. A maid calling me "My Lady." And a father I had never met looking me dead in the eyes saying — "You have been promised to King Zyren of the Draconis Throne. You leave at sunrise." I thought I was dreaming. I was wrong. King Zyren is not a man. He is ancient, ruthless, and devastatingly beautiful in the way that only dangerous things are. He doesn't smile. He doesn't explain. He simply looks at me like I am something he has been waiting for — and that look alone makes my whole body tremble. He calls me his traded bride. I call him my nightmare. But nightmares don't look at you like you are the only breathable air in a burning room. Nightmares don't press you against cold stone walls and whisper "You will learn your place, little human" with a voice so deep it rewrites your bones. And nightmares definitely don't make you forget — even for one dangerous, breathless second — the man who killed you. I was sold to settle a debt. He had waited centuries for exactly me. Neither of us was prepared for what came next.