Novel & Cerita Rebirth As The Villainous Duke

"This isn't a long-term solution. You must find the person who placed the curse on you and have them lift it." Recalling the nun's words, I threatened the woman who was bawling her eyes out in front of me, "The curse bounces back twice as hard, Mirabelle. You don't have long. If you don't make the caster undo it, you'll be dead in a few days!" Frightened out of her wits, she stopped crying and spilled everything. "The caster is Elias Frostback from my village. He came to me one day and asked if I wanted to marry a rich man. Of course, I said yes.

He brought the medicinal paste that he had prepared in autumn from the fattest prey. The chieftain finally recovered within three days. I felt relieved that the chieftain was alright. Sean did not have to go out if that was the case. The pregnant females in the tribe began giving birth in the first month of winter. The tribe's females had strong bodies; they could give birth smoothly as long as they were well cared for. However, it was not the same case for Autumn. She had been pregnant with the offspring of the serpent man in her past life. Serpent offspring came from eggs, so Autumn also gave birth to eggs back then.

Titan rolls his eyes. “You know my Duchess, Ada, told Gabby that I would do whatever it took to make you reject Gabby. I thought to myself, I won’t have to go too far. But you know, I think I might need to go too far,” Duke stands up and looks down at Titan. Duke closes his eyes preparing for what he is about to do. “Titan Estes, by command of The Werewolf Grand Duke, under the Authority of the Royal House, given to us by the goddess of the moon, I order you reject your mate and set her free from your torture.”

she mumbled, trying to regain her footing, her eyes meeting mine with a feigned confidence. I raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean by that?” I asked, pausing for effect, before leaning in closer. “Ah… I see. You must consider the one you gave birth to as your *only* child.” Her eyes darkened as she scoffed. “But that’s exactly what you’re doing! Passing over the firstborn who’s worked hard all this time, and instead, you want to put the one who *left* in the successor’s seat?” She was yelling now, her panic turning to fury as she spat the words. “The whole world will say, ‘Stepmothers are going to be stepmothers, after all!’”

"I tried getting to know him, but he was so closed off and suspicious of everything and everyone. I think that he knew that I was sent to kill him. Long story short, I didn't kill him, I killed those who sent me instead. I remember stabbing the king's heart, slitting the duke's throat, turning people against them and bringing them to support me, cutting ties with my father, and becoming the Duke of Wesborne." She stared at him, rendered completely speechless.

It turned out that she was also reborn. She threw herself into Dario's arms and called his name in a sweet voice. Holding her adoptive parents' hands, she cast a smug glance at me. "Livia, you can take the role of the mafia Principessa. I'm not cut out for that life." I looked at Dario, my husband in my last life, expecting him to say something, but instead, he shielded Regina like a prized possession. His cold gaze turned to me. "Stay away from my sister."

“Hazel, do not pretend this is about principle. You simply refuse to yield.” “And if I refuse?” I asked. He leaned closer, lowering his voice, as though offering me a secret kindness rather than an insult. “In your last life, you wanted nothing more than to bear my child. You never did. If you agree to my terms now, I will grant you what you failed to have before—a child of your own.” For a split second, the world seemed to tilt. Had he been reborn as well? The certainty in his eyes confirmed it. He knew I had once loved him enough to bleed for him.

Locked away in the east wing like a shameful secret. [SOUL FUSION COMPLETE] [WELCOME, SOVEREIGN] [JAY VENTURI + CROWN PRINCE JAYVYN AURELIUS = NEW ENTITY] [YOU ARE BEING REBORN] And then….Water. Jay's eyes snapped open wrong. Water filling his lungs, choking him. Hands on his head—smaller hands than his father's, but just as cruel—shoving him down into a basin. Ornate gold edges. Marble floor underneath.

“You’d better give me a very good reason.” I took a deep breath. I contemplated telling him that I had been reborn, and I knew certain key events of the past, but I didn’t know how believable that would sound to him. “I have the ability to see glimpses of the future.” The words tasted strange on my tongue. It was a blatant lie, but I didn’t care. His expression didn’t change. “I can help you become the Alpha King,” I continued evenly. “In exchange, I want you to make me second only to you.”

Xander looked at Irish doubtfully, but seeing the icy look in the girl's eyes, he finally took a step back. Deep inside Irish's chest, a storm of deep-seated hatred from her past life raged fiercely. In her past life, Madam Juliette was one of the two-faced people who enjoyed her suffering the most, insulting her mercilessly after she entered their family. Irish's gaze now turned as sharp as a razor, burning with vengeance, even though her face remained calm and expressionless before the great lady of the Sterling household. Madam Juliette snorted cynically, feeling like she had the upper hand seeing Irish stay silent.