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I knew who I was before I accepted my fate as Princes Sayori. “My real name is Shiromi Hanako. I was an orphan growing up and when I grew older I left the orphanage to seek a better life. The last thing I remember from my past life was when I was walking down a dark alley. I was walking home from going around town looking for a job. I didn’t know that I was being followed and I remember him stabbing me in my stomach. That was the last thing I could remember. I must’ve died from that.” I explained. I placed my hand on the part of my stomach where the wound would’ve been. “That was unfortunate but there must’ve been a reason for you to be reborn in this life.” The Empress told me. She put her

If I was the one breaking the fight, then things would have accelerated “Can you tell me what your names are?” Xavier asked them. “My Name is Amandla Star Hemsworth and I’m the youngest of them all” my little princess introduced herself. Then she turned towards her sister and brother. “This is my sister, Amanda Scarlett Hemsworth and this is my brother, Anthony Robert Hemsworth. We are four years”

she said angrily "What is the authority playing at?" Sebestian asked as he clicked on another file, a male Beta, unmated, transferred, similar symptoms to Anna. He flicked back to the first file as the name Anna rang a bell, putting it together when he saw the name, Rong. Rong from JuJu "come out from the shadows?" he muttered to himself.

" Shanaya questions with a little panic. "Don't worry this is also the reason you get this rebirth, now your first task is to make sure that Mayuri looses goodwill points as much as she can. and if you are successful in this, then we might get more strength to do more things." Angle said. And Shanaya decided to work hard. She suddenly has this good feeling about her new task.

Erwin said calmly, bowing his head as she stomped off. A screen appeared in front of me. [Mission Accomplished! You've been awarded past life strength! You are now as strong as you were in your past life] Awesome. That should help me get out of all the shit I'm about to stir. A new line of text appeared. [New Mission: Change in Appearance Reward: Good Karma Penalty: A significant drop in intelligence] Fuck my life! I couldn't afford to lose any more brain cells! In my past life, I dropped out in sophomore year to run the streets. If I wanted to change anything this time around, I needed to keep what little intelligence I had left.

Updates will be resumed on Monday. Tiny spoiler here: you'll be getting a chapter from the POV of our fox-like prince Deanneth. ;) Pls stay tunned!

“Lena, I was wrong. None of what happened was your fault. I was too proud. I've loved you since we were children, and I couldn't bring myself to admit it. I was scared my mother would make your life miserable, so I went to Cassia. But I see now that it was all my fault. At least in this life you've given birth to our child, so let's go back to the pack together, and you'll be my Luna again.” At his words, a puzzled look crossed my face. The man standing before me now looked like the playmate of my childhood, not the imposing Alpha I'd known. His tears spilled over without any warning. I hadn't expected it. He had been reborn too. “I—” “I was reborn the first year after you died.” Clearly he

He softly called out my name, just as he did a million times before. However, there was no response. He tried again, pushing harder and more urgently. "Answer me, Lolo." Silence—complete, hollow silence. The mind-link was still there, but he could vividly feel something blocking the other end. It wasn't silence, but rejection. Alexander frowned, irritation creeping into him. How long was I planning to keep this up? Even if I was angry, there should be a limit, right? Vanishing and cutting off every form of contact was just far too stubborn.

He looked at Silas and Lyra with the bored professional indifference of a zookeeper. "Sector 4-A and 4-B," the man said, tapping his tablet. "You've exceeded your designated exit time. The Curator is displeased with the narrative drift. Please step back into the sun. We have a 'Sequel' to film, and the audience is already losing interest in the 'Happy Ending'." The man raised the needle, and a wave of grey, anti-magic static expanded from it. "If you won't go back voluntarily," the man said, "we will have to initiate the 'Re-boot' sequence. And trust me, the 'Re-boot' doesn't include the father."

"Mindy? What's going on? Didn't we agree that I'd have a month to change for the better? We're already on the last day!" I nodded. "It's the last day, and you did exceptionally well." A smile suddenly appeared on Jake's face, "Does that mean I can—" "No, you can't," I interrupted him, "You and I are done. Please take your stuff and get lost!" Jake was stunned. "What's with you all of a sudden?! Didn't you agree that we could get back together after I've proven my commitment to you? Why the sudden change of mind?" I looked at him and sneered. "You had to meet a client, did you? Why don't you tell me what that client's name is? I might want to talk to her."