Novel & Cerita After Reincarnating I Became A Second Generation Villain

Not now. As I reached my room and closed the door behind me, I allowed a small, bitter smile to play on my lips. They didn't know the truth yet, but they would when I started biting them like bees. All of them would pay for what they did. Being transferred back in time had given me a second chance, and I intended to use it to exact the revenge they all deserved. This time, they would all face the consequences.

It seems that the little girl has thoroughly seen Mina's character, and should not be deceived in the future. "You say I am not good?" Lina looked up at the man, her eyes full of complicated emotions. "Just do what you want!" Dyan himself is not a good person, and these things are not bad for him at all. “I will be spoiled by you to death.” Lina was a little troubled. Lina was not as strong before, she was pampered by Dyan to become what she is now, plus her past life experience, she was completely reincarnated. Dyan's face was gentle, smiling at the little girl, thinking about hearing the news when he returned, and asked:

You've called me that name before, so it couldn't have been a coincidence. "Jaden. What Ro... Elle is trying to say is that you reincarnated—not once, not twice. I've actually even lost count of how many times you've asked. When you both first fell in love, your name was Eugene, and that's why she always refers to you as that. You don't remember her, but she remembers you each time you reincarnate. Here's where the problem is. You're being chased by the witch of the central coven, Queen Griselda, through the sons of Zed. "They were the ones that attacked you at the club the other day."

As the news broadcast reported a random serial killing near my residential complex, I knew—I had been reborn once again. In my first life, my husband insisted on going out in the middle of a snowstorm to buy weapons for self-defense. I locked every door and window, waiting at home, anxiety clawing at my chest. I never imagined the killer could pick locks. Before I could even react, a blade plunged into me, and I died on the couch. In my second life, I didn't hesitate. I hid in a concealed storage room, holding my breath. But the door was still pulled open. A man wearing a rabbit mask stared straight at me. "Found you," he said. In my third life, I ran to the police station. I rushed ins

"I couldn't figure it out at first. I made my moves early this time and even planned everything ahead. Why didn't Simon give up on you? Later, when I was starving in the wilderness, I finally understood that you were also reborn. "Hahaha! Did you really think switching mates early would change your fate? I'll make sure you die after being stripped of all dignity, just like you did in the past life." She gestured for the rogues to step forward. I struggled violently. The chains cut into my flesh, and pain surged through me. Was I really going to die again? Even after being reborn? At that moment, a scar-faced rogue licked his lips. He stared at me with a disgusting grin.

"I've said it before—our family has nothing to do with you. That was true then, and it's even more true now. Oh, and the moving service cost a hundred bucks. Make sure you pay me back." Her glare could've melted steel. I could feel the pure hatred radiating off her. This was the moment in my past life when everything spiraled. When I refused to let Drick move in, he'd snapped, stabbing me repeatedly with a knife. I didn't survive long enough for the ambulance to arrive. But this time, the script was mine. When Drick grabbed the knife on the table and lunged at me, I sidestepped. The blade sliced into Wanda's arm instead.

I think you should be focusing on your studies instead of pulling stunts like this. After regaining consciousness, I was met with a barrage of accusatory glances. If it had been before, I would have been too embarrassed to say anything, and my face would turn red with shame. Yet, at this very moment, I was seething with fury and resentment; I was no longer that timid version of myself. I had been reborn. I snatched the pink letter from his grasp and unfolded it while saying, "You went to that backwater high school, and you call that studying abroad? You're truly delusional.

He returns the first aid kit. I went into the room to take a rest away from him, his character is so undesirable. I feel goosebumps at the thought of fluttering for someone like that. Never again, not in this lifetime or another.

Yes,Revenge! That's exactly why I was given a second chance. The word tasted like honeyed venom on my tongue. This was the perfect time and I would not throw away this chance. I would become the nightmare they created. “I swear on every drop of blood that they spilled from me,” I growled aloud and my voice was thick with tears that I refused to shed. “I will destroy them and I will start with Vivi, that two-faced slut.” I laughed out loud as the thought of it made me very excited.

A week before the college entrance exam, my twin brother, Tristan Doyle, runs away with a delinquent. Our parents abandon their massive corporate empire and set out to search for him. I intend to join the search, but a comment abruptly flashes across my vision. "Don't go, Ryan! If you skip the exam too, your family is doomed!" With no other choice, I shoulder the pressure and walk into the exam hall alone. Yet the moment the exams end, my parents return and lock me in the basement. Ten years later, I finally escape, only to discover that Tristan has stolen my identity. He's celebrated as that year's top scorer, gets a degree from a prestigious university, and is even married to my former