Rebirth As The Villainous Duke Mga Nobela at Kwento

I repeated once again, as I hope I'm hearing things i don't bear to hear be the actual answer to my question but my hope crash as she slowly nodded at my words. I suddenly drop the knife I was holding, causing for it to crash to something or. I softly look down, only to see the maid holding the knife that I drop directed at her bloody stomach. She layed there, staring at me before her figure turned into ashes. I slowly freaked out but when I suddenly realize something, I began to calm down. Duke Yan Leocubus... Duke of Yuan Empire, father of the villainess and last... The one and only person who will kill the villainess the moment he fell in love in the female lead....

… When I opened my eyes again, I was standing on the stage in a formal dress, facing Benedict, whose body trembled before he abruptly shoved me away. Caught off guard, I stumbled and fell to the ground. My brother, Lucas Howard, hurried forward to help me up, his voice cold. "How dare Benedict push you!" I bit down hard, forcing myself to suppress the hatred rising within. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Benedict had said as he turned to leave. "Get lost! Don’t think you can stop me from going to Yancy." So, he had been reborn too. Even better. This would make my revenge all the more satisfying.

As Rachelle spoke, she could not hide the animosity in her eyes. 'Though Senior Brother was not killed by Darryl, it was related to him. Senior Brother wouldn't need to use the Royal Fire Reborn if it wasn't for him. At the critical moment of the rebirth, Prince Auten took advantage and took over his body. Damn…' Hearing that mockery, Darryl felt helpless. 'This woman is really good at holding grudges. I've already told her what happened, yet she's still full of hatred.'

"The Duke everyone thought was a respectable man, the one who was already happily married to an equally despicable woman who gave birth to his two legitimate sons, and yet, one day when his frail sister was taking her bath, he walked in on her, a little drunk, but not to the point of not realizing what he did, and he raped her, the same way his grandfather did the duchess, she fought him that day, nail and tooth, but eventually he overpowered her and raped her on the cold marble of the bathroom, inside her home, the pain and evil of the deed awaking the demon blood in their joined blood and creating a freak out of it, one with thick demonic blood which was too heavy on the little human blood

I gave birth to our hybrid son, a white-furred pup we named Zeal. Our child became the next world ruler, and Jax gained immense power. My sister had lusted after the elves' beauty and married into their clan. But the elf prince slept with every female in the forest. In the end, my sister caught a disease that left her barren. Jealous and bitter, she set a fire that burned me and my young pup alive. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the racial alliances. My sister had already slept with Jax first.

He knelt beside me, his hand reaching for mine then hesitating when he saw the faint glow under my skin. “I don’t know,” I whispered. “He said… he said they made me.” Alexander’s jaw clenched, his gaze darting to Richard, who was coughing against the shattered glass wall. “Who did this?” he demanded. Richard’s smile was a crimson smear. “Ask your father, Knight. Ask him what Project Rebirth really was.” The words hung like a blade in the air. Alexander froze. “What did you say?” Richard’s laughter echoed through the smoke. “You think she was born again by chance?”

The door to the hall was closed so I wasn't sure if I was to knock or just push it open. "It's a good thing you found your mate." Someone said and I smiled. "It is. She would be very valuable to me. After birthing my pups, she would be used as the sacrifice for the elevation of my curse." I didn't know what that meant but maybe it's a good thing? Is it? He was cursed? "You do know that if she's killed as your sacrifice, you won't be able to get another mate right?" A knot twisted in my stomach when I finally understood.

The Duke’s empire was on the brink of destruction, and now, it seemed like Isabella was the one to bring it all crashing down. Isabella took a step back, giving the Duke a mock curtsy. “You were never meant to be the victor, you know,” she taunted. “I always knew I would win.” The Duke’s face was hard as stone, his expression unreadable, but his eyes… his eyes burned with something dark and dangerous. Victoria could see it—he wasn’t just furious; he was consumed by a need for revenge, a hunger for something far more powerful than what Isabella had taken from him.

His voice was shaky and intermittent as he said, "Ella, ever since you chose Daniel, I've been a mess. Sophie, being the heir… None of that matters to me. It's always been you I wanted. "Once upon a time, I was the bad guy. I was too full of myself and unhappy with the plans my family made for me. Sophie's tricks didn't help either. That's why I thought I didn't like you and kept fighting against our marriage. "Now, I've sobered up. I get how I feel about you, Ella. Can we try again? Please, let's give things another chance. "

"Dad, Mom, Grandpa finally promised to allow the both of you to get married. Wow, I am so excited! Finally, I will be able to take your last name and be called Cowell too. This is great—everyone will know you are my father, and I won’t be called the daughter of a mistress anymore.” Although Anabel was her father’s biological daughter, no one knew about it. They thought she was the child her stepmother brought with her. She must have been stupid in her previous life. However, rebirth sure did have its advantages. She smiled and walked in with all confidence and pride. Now she knew better. She was aware of every scheme and stunt they planned to pull, and she was surely ready to beat them at th