Novel & Cerita Reborn As A Dragon Fanfiction

While on a business trip, I stumbled into my brother-in-law, Julian Zeller, mid-act with a male colleague in a hotel parking lot. Furious, I blew the lid off his fake marriage and helped my sister, Yvonne Sutton, escape that scumbag. But after the divorce, she lost his financial support. She spiraled, blaming me for destroying her perfect marriage. She even killed me for trying to stop her from going back to him. Then, everything resets. I wake up, and there he is—slipping into the car while hugging the same man. I pocket my phone. This time, I won't ruin Yvonne's happy ending.

Aire was a survivor—until the person she trusted most turned her into a memory. Betrayed and left for dead in the cold shadows of the city’s underworld, Aire’s story should have ended there. Instead, she wakes up years later in a world that has moved on without her. With her memories returning in jagged, painful flashes, Aire realizes she’s been given the ultimate second chance. But the streets are meaner now, and her killer, Trevon, is sitting on the throne she helped him build. To take him down, she’ll have to navigate a landscape of shadows and secrets, catching the eye of Dee—a hood billionaire whose heart is as cold as the diamond district he runs. Dee doesn't do love, and Aire doesn't do trust. But as their worlds collide, they realize that in a city built on lies, their fire might be the only thing that's real. This time, Aire isn’t just playing the game—she’s rewriting the rules.

"You signed the contract, Bianca." Damien’s voice was dark, and laced with cruel possession as he towered over her. "That means when I say strip, you strip. When I say crawl, you get on your knees. And when I say beg… well, show me how desperate you can be." Bianca clenched her fists, trembling and, swallowing her pride. This was the price she had to pay for revenge. She lifted her chin and exhaled. "Yes, sir."

He betrayed my love. He ripped my throat open on the stone altar. And by the time he realized he had slaughtered the wrong woman, it was already too late. ​I, Thalia, was nothing but a wolfess-less human used as a political shield by Alpha Vance. For years, I gave him everything, believing that being locked away in my room was his way of protecting me, while Vance poured all his passion into the bed next door with my best friend, Elena. On the night of the coronation, I died a tragic death, my human blood drained completely just to awaken the dormant wolf power of his secret mistress. ​But death did not destroy me. Instead, it awakened an ancient, long-forgotten bloodline of blood witches within my veins, violently hurling my soul back into the past—right on the day of our grand betrothal banquet. ​Reborn with full memories of the future, I refuse to be a fragile doll ever again. I choose to burn everything down. I publicly reject Vance in front of the entire pack council, shattering his pride, and flee into the forbidden Blackwood Forest to strike a dark alliance with Lysander, the ruthless Lycan King feared as a god of death. ​Can I rise into a formidable woman alongside Lysander to crush Vance’s allies and masterfully manipulate this blood-soaked destiny? Will I be strong enough to personally execute my former betrothed to satisfy my vengeance, then seize the crown of the ultimate High Luna in the most magnificent wedding the continent has ever seen? And what will truly become of my relationship with the terrifying Lycan King in the midst of a fated mate bond that constantly burns us alive?

An accident occurred during my graduation trip, causing me to get my left leg amputated. Surprisingly enough, Britney Lambert, the campus belle whom I had a crush on, proposed to me afterward. We were married for the next 30 years. Throughout our marriage, we respected and concerned each other properly. Before I passed away, I found out that all 199 love letters that I had written were thrown into the trash pile. Meanwhile, Britney kept the love letters another person had sent her in a safe. Obviously, she treated those letters like her most cherished treasure. When my illness took a turn for the worse, I could only lie on my sickbed with one foot in my grave. Britney arrived at my ward later than usual. Before I closed my eyes, I heard the final words she uttered to me. "Next time, don't save me anymore." I finally understood her real feelings for me. She'd rather die than be with me, it seemed. When I wake up again, I've returned to the timeframe before the graduation trip starts. This time, I decide not to have anything to do with Britney. We shall be strangers in this lifetime. But when the accident occurs once again, Britney is the one rushing toward me. "It's my turn to save you now."

In our pack, every wolf has one chance in their lifetime to use an enhancement elixir to strengthen their wolf abilities, but this elixir is only effective when brewed by oneself. In my previous life, although I was a normal Omega, I worked day and night brewing my wolf enhancement elixir to become the Gamma of our pack. But on the day of the selection, after I shifted into my wolf form, I completely lost control. My wolf immediately prostrated itself at the feet of Victoria, the current Beta's granddaughter. Amid the cheers of the entire pack, Victoria became the new Gamma. Meanwhile, I was beaten and ridiculed. Everyone claimed I had stolen Victoria's enhancement elixir, which was why I couldn't control my wolf. They cut off both my hands and threw me into a silver mine. I died in excruciating pain in that silver pit, my very bones corroded by the silver. Until my dying breath, I couldn't understand—how could the elixir I brewed myself make my wolf submit to Victoria? When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to one week before the Gamma selection of the pack. This time, I gave up my right to compete and entered the forest alone to train for battle. Beta Richard stood at the empty doorway of my house, questioning me through our mind-link about why I was leaving the pack at such a crucial time. Meanwhile, I was removing my protective amulet, shifting into my wolf form alone to fight in the territory of the Rogue wolves.

They say I killed my father. They say I ordered my maid, my dearest friend, to poison him. They say she confessed before taking her own life. Lies. The real murderer stands before me, weaving her web of deception and has the entire Royal court in her grasp. Queen Andessa, my wicked stepmother. My father’s killer. She has stripped me of my title, my crown, my very birthright, and has offered me up as a tribute to the Dragon King of Drakarith. A mercy punishment, she calls it. But I am not broken. She thinks she has won. That I will succumb to defeat and forget who I am. But she's wrong. I am Dahlia Rhadaya Balerion, the rightful Queen of Velmira. And I will return to reclaim what is mine and rip out Velmira's corruption by its roots. Starting with Andessa's rotten fertilized eggs. My callous step-siblings. Velmira is my home, my kingdom, and I will not let it rot under the rule of vipers. But reclaiming what is mine will not be easy, especially trying to achieve that from the dragon lands of Drakarith, under the watchful vigilance of Azraelyrs, a dragon king I have heard rumors about his cold-heartedness and rules with an iron fist. To survive, I must play the game of seduction and manipulation against my enemies. To win, I must be sharper, stronger, and more ruthless than I have never been before in my life. Let the games begin.

In her past life, she was a ruthless assassin who met a death so brutal she didn't even get a grave to rest in. But one fateful day, she's reborn-plunged back into her 15-year-old self, and blessed with an otherworldly power space by chance. Now, she's out for vengeance: tormenting her scum of a parents, taking down her spoiled brat of a sister, and slapping those ridiculous relatives hard enough to make their faces burn. She's a martial arts prodigy with a breathtaking, ethereal beauty. And let's get one thing straight-whoever said beauty and brains can't coexist clearly never met her.

“I wasn't just a dragon to be drained; I was the glitch that would crash their entire world.” In a world ruled by brutal Lycans, Sereia was nothing but a broken slave—a “battery” used to power the White Mane’s elite weaponry. They saw a submissive dragon; they didn’t see the Master IT Engineer from another life hiding behind her vacant eyes. To everyone else, magic was a divine mystery. To Sereia, it was just a messy, corrupt code. When the cold and lethal Alpha Xander claims her as his captive mate, he thinks he’s bought a toy. He has no idea that Sereia is already deep inside his system, rewriting the laws of his pack, his magic, and his very soul. As shadows rise and the "Soul-Forge" begins to burn, the most dangerous Alpha in the world must face a terrifying truth: The system hasn’t failed. It’s been hacked. [Revenge. High-Tech Magic. A Love that defies the Source Code. Welcome to the Reconstruction.]

This guy, how heavy is his taste, he’s still able to eat?” Waking up, she looked at her reflection in the mirror, explosive hair, tattoos, and a demon-like face. Look at her for more than a second and you’ll have spicy eyes (your eyes will bleed-aka she looks really ugly). Before her rebirth, she was in love with someone else, bent on escaping, and after having relations with him, hates him deep to his bones. After her rebirth, she looked at the beauty on the bed, seriously thinking, the one who left his shadow in the past, seemingly should be him? In her past life, her mind was muddled. She tried to get rid of the outstandingly beautiful husband that she didn’t want, was victimized by slag men and cheap women, and her most trusted friend brainwashed her. In the end, she found people rebelling and friends deserting (isolated and alone). In this lifetime, all of the evil people scheming and longing for her divorce should yield. Sorry but this young miss’s IQ is on the line!