Romans & histoires Rebirth As The Villainous Duke

The people I saved were now the ones holding the scythe. For exactly 1.8 seconds, the Queen of Rebirth simply vaporized. The ice around my soul didn't just crack; it shattered into a freezing slurry of betrayal. I saw Marek’s hand fisting a high-frequency blade, his muscles twitching under the Apostles’ override. He was in pain. I could feel it through the link—the sensation of a soul being rewritten like a corrupted file. I birthed a King to give them freedom, and they’re using that freedom to build a ladder to his throat.

Don't even ask why. And I was like a dead Tuna going with the flow. It was almost scary how it only took one action to start a ripple effect. My desire to survive changed my life forever. And I don't mean it in a good way. "Yeah. I'm listening." I muttered with a sigh. "Not only is she a traitor to the Duke, she is also rude I see." The fraud mummy king disguising himself as Reuben groused. "And after all that tantrum about you not wanting to marry her, you ended up tying the knot with her anyway brother."

"How dare you try to hurt your mother and sister without me in the room? You despicable insolent child! I never raised such a daughter." My eyes twitched. "Mother? You're daughter?" I scoffed and had a monochrome laugh. "That woman isn't my mother. My mother is dead, and it's because of you." Julian stays quiet as Rebecca smirk as they both stand behind their sire. "You bitch!" I watch the Duke's veins pop out from his head, and his eyes brimmed wide. I knew Rebecca planned this with that woman. They wanted to show how much of a villain I am in their eyes in front of the Duke. If they had him be angry at me because of me, it worked, but I wasn't going to go down without a fight.

"I'd like to seek your assistance. Azazel and I are planning a rebellion." His eyes widened in surprise, as if a window of opportunity had opened for him. "If you wants to cooperate, Azazel promised that you will be handsomely rewarded." "... Rebellion.." "The title of the Duke. Isn't that fantastic?" Her smile became calloused, and her eyes grew dangerously dark. "Let's slaughter them all and make them pay for their crimes. An eye for an eye. Isn't that right, Marquess?" Remembering the orphans' cheerful faces while holding their hands in his, and knowing that they were only being exploited for an experiment made his blood boil with rage once more.

"Emily, I’m here for my check-up." The familiar voice gave me a jolt. Looking around, a bold thought hit me. Had I been reborn? Mechanically, I took the paperwork from Mira’s hand. My eyes scanned the form for the tests listed, the date, and the truth sank in. Yes, I had been given a second chance. I looked at Mira’s innocent face and felt the urge to tear her apart. In my last life, I was blinded by the way she treated me and actually believed her family thought of me like one of their own.

At that instant, as she stood there watching her husband with another woman, she realized just how wrong she’d been playing, how she’d deviated from her revenge plans, how she’d let Caspian distract her mind and caused her to loose focus on the reason for her rebirth. She’d focused on her silly romance with Caspian and had forgotten the betrayal from her past life, the revenge plans that she had for Elle and Jason. She forgot everything including how badly they’d hurt her and how much she hated them to death. But it wasn’t too late, was it? It wasn’t too late to correct everything and make sure that her enemies pay for their crimes against her. Perhaps it was time to complete her Rebirth in

He didn't care at all for anyone else but Freya and their son, Shane. Shane was just like his father. He didn't care about anyone except himself and his parents. It was only after the Alpha title had been “Ripped away from him,” his words, not mine. He became more aggressive and a little unhinged. It was apparent that he wasn’t going to take any chances with who was named the next heir. I knew exactly why she had been taken. Earl didn’t have to admit that he was behind it; I already knew that it was true. “Every broken bone that Eva suffered will return to anyone who hurt her, my love,” Reese assured me.

They are in the enemy den after all. The king surely know about the rumor that Emperor of Atrazal has a plan to conquer this kingdom. Gideon once heard about Armano's reputation as The Grim Reaper of Wars. But, he doesn't think it was the truth. For him, this Duke was just a normal person with calm charisma. He didn't bother to say anything in this meeting. He was just listening their conversation while casually sip his cup of tea. Being Grim Reaper, shouldn't he has dark vibe and scary impression?

"No Sergeant I'm not, it belongs to a very good friend mine, and I borrowed it because I thought it would get me to my father's funeral on time." "Your father's funeral?" "Yes, he was the 10th Duke of Shettleham." "So you are…?" Eddie looked at the license again. "I am…" Jasper stopped and hitched a breath. He'd never actually voiced his new title to anyone yet, it just seemed to be an odd thing to say out loud, and it brought home the godawful fact that his father had indeed died and that his life was now full of enormous responsibilities.