Rebirth As The Villainous Duke Novels & Stories

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

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?

Fate had a cruel sense of humor: the one person he wanted to protect would one day become his greatest enemy. Adrian swallowed hard. Because he had just realized a terrifying truth: he hadn't been reborn as the villain or the hero. He had been reborn as the man destined to destroy the one person he wanted to save. Knock, knock. A knock echoed through the room. Adrian nearly jumped out of his skin. "Your Highness?" A servant's voice sounded from the other side of the door. "His Majesty requests your presence at breakfast." For a moment, Adrian simply stared at the door. None of this was a dream.

The moment I was pushed off the 99th floor of a building by my adoptive sister, I came to a sudden realization when I saw how my family members defended her. All their so-called love and expectations were nothing but chains that I had self-deceptively put on myself. When those chains were smashed to smithereens, as I lay in a pool of blood, I somehow traveled back in time to when I was fifteen. In this life, I saw Dad and Mom lead Jenny back home once again. However, this time, I was no longer hysterically trying to fight for their favor. Dad and Mom’s bias toward her, my elder brother’s doting brotherly love, and my childhood sweetheart’s tender affection—I didn’t care for any of these.

My father asked about how my life was in the Lunar Crest Pack. After talking to him for a while, he told me to enter the castle. I stepped into the castle while holding my breath. My father and Jackson were behind me at a steady pace, watching my moves calmly. People would think I was insane if I told someone that I was reborn. So I didn't tell my father about my previous life, nor did I let him know I was the one who canceled my wedding with Roman. I requested Jackson not speak about that incident to anyone else, and he agreed with me.

"Daniel, the immediate younger brother of David and second penetrator of our step mum's hole." Ryan nods indifferently and his smile-filled face darkens. "Enough of the cock and bull stories," his jaw sets in a hard line. "My name is Ryan Douglas, the big cousin of Duke Douglas who your father, Charles Thompson killed. "I might have been a bit friendly just now but I'm no friend of your family. Yes, I'm indeed a villain. The last you all will see as none of you will survive this night. I'm here to use you and kill you after. I'm here for revenge and you all will die! Since that is settled, the fun can finally begin now," he turns to the burly figures. "Take the girls, and do as I ordered."

Diana cleared her throat and started explaining, “You’re here because history repeats itself, which means there’s someone who has plans of causing chaos, though we’re not certain who it is yet. The endpoint of this is that you’re going to defeat this person.” The story of the evil werewolf king jogged my memory and a sense of dread washed over me, “How am I going to do that?” “You have powers stronger than any werewolf, but it'll be fully accessed when you’re rebirthed.” My eyebrows crinkled, “Rebirth?”

"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.

“Duke, you have to listen to me. I don’t know why I didn’t tell you this last time I guess I was in shock. But what I should have told you is that I am working on taking Lorenzo down from the inside. There are good people in the Romano mafia, and I am trying to find a way to shut it down, so the innocent people don’t get punished. But I am so sorry that I took away something you really worked hard for the last few years.” Duke softly caressed my cheek, “It is okay Vanessa. It doesn’t matter anymore. You see that is just the thing. I have been driven by revenge for the last few years, the Romano family became an obsession for me. Ever since I found out what happened to my sister I have been l

I wished people, or any beings that lived in this world, could understand how beautiful their world was, stop the fighting, stop control and just appreciate it. “The Duke will be pieced together this soon, and I will make him suffer for what he did to you,” Creed's guttural growl had me stiffen. I didn’t even want to hear about the Duke anymore. I was over it all. “That is the first step for this war to unravel. Once he tells me who is in charge of the whole rebellion, it will be much easier to put a stop to it.” My heart rate quickened, feeling the heat from his chest. The fire that sat in his torso grew almost too hot to touch.