Reborn To Ruin Him And Seduce His Rival Mga Nobela at Kwento

The late-night session had pushed the hate-flirting into dangerous new territory but with every sharp exchange and every heated rejection, I reinforced my revenge mindset deeper. I touched my stomach lightly, remembering the child I had lost. They will pay, I whispered silently. Every Blackthorn. Every last one of them. The power struggle was escalating and I was more determined than ever to emerge victorious, no matter how badly my reborn body burned for the enemy.

The same love I kept on denying and calling it friendship and pushed him away? Theo looked at him with patient eyes, waiting for me to speak up.. When I didn't, he just held me tighter.. I sighed feeling his warmth.. We'll see what happens next.. But I can't lie to him and hurt him anymore.. "I am reborned.. I know it sounds crazy but it's true.. " I felt him stop breathing for a moment before kissed the back of my head for me to continue.. "I already lived my life and saw my tragic end.. And also saw the people who caused it.. I was too naive to not see through their intentions.. But this time, I won't be this naive.. I'll take revenge from them.. I'll make them pay heavily.. "

They saw a prisoner where they should have seen a tempest, the harbinger of ruin. My return would be no mere homecoming. It would be a rebirth, a shattering of deceptions. My presence would be a haunting a reminder to those who had betrayed me that I was far from finished. I was going back to reclaim my throne stained with their blood, and I would rip it from their grasp with clawed hands if necessary. The kingdom would bend to me once more, or it would burn in the flames of my wrath.

His face twisted in its hellish way, as he replies. “Of course, as I gladly will do what you ask me off. Besides, all of it is for me to have her.” Knew that the one that is to be revived is his rival, as he also knew that what he is living currently will be once more stripped from him for he does not own it. His twisted mind awakens, as he prefers to play the sadistic game and put forward his hellish nature, for all, he is but the Mad Hatter, right?

His eyes fixated on the way Thunder held her waist, the way she leaned slightly into his shoulder. “That man... thinks he can replace me. Like he can rewrite a history soaked in my blood.” He turned slowly, eyes wild with obsession. “I made her. She was mine. And if I can’t break her mind, I’ll break her heart—and him.” He lit a match and watched the photo burn slowly between his fingers, flames licking at the memory. The game had begun. But unlike before, this time—Lava wasn't aiming to win her back. He was aiming to ruin her soul.

"I. will not. break." A harsh laugh issued from him, low and sinister. He could sense the darkness spreading through him fully now, tethering him to a sinful compact. It was as if a shadow had been laid across his own soul, drawing him further into the depths. "I will rise from the ashes of my own ruin," he spat, as the final vestiges of the man he once was were stripped away. "And the Citadel will burn. They who abducted my daughter will go up in flames with it."

And beneath it: SUCCESSOR: SERAPHINA SERAEL VALE. I stared at the words. Then I looked at Gabriel. My uncle. The man who had destroyed generations of lives while pretending he was protecting something greater. “You want me to become you,” I said. Gabriel’s expression barely changed. “I want you to become what you were born to be.” “You mean your replacement.” “My successor.” “And if I refuse?” His eyes moved toward the glass chamber behind him. Lucien stood inside. His hands were restrained behind him. Blood stained the side of his shirt, but his eyes remained fixed on me.

“ I should give who? You? A chance? To do what? Drag me down? What can you offer me? You don't even have anything to your name and you want to marry me?” She scoffed eyeing him “You can't give me the life I deserve so don't ever say that to anyone else's hearing ever again. Things are already complicated enough as it is.” “I'll work twice as hard so you don't have to suffer, I'll give my best I promise.” She scoffed as he professed. “ As for what happened here, we both know it was a drunken mistake. Never speak of it. I'll send you some money and let's call it even.” She walked to the bathroom to clean herself up.

Sylvia The total silence of shock had the ceremonial hall in its grip. I knew that I needed to take control of the situation before Leona or Damian could wrench it away from me. But I was more than ready. “I’ve been onto you both since the engagement,” I said, which was true – the engagement had been the exact moment of my life that the Goddess decided I would be reborn in. “Damian Ironclaw, you proposed marriage and a union between our packs under false pretences. You’ve been conspiring with Leona – my own stepmother – to take advantage of my pack’s wealth for your own personal gain.”

“Anyway, enough of those sluts. I had to do that. They were all making me weak. I’m not weak. Their men weren’t good enough, and all they had was me. I’m a fucking king. They should treat me like one. It’s what I am. I’m a king, and they should have been happy to just serve me. Useless fucking sluts. All of them. All of you females are.” He shoved her again, but this time she was prepared and managed to keep her footing. She wanted to laugh in his face. Instead, she kept walking, refusing to give him the satisfaction of knowing he scared her. “So, I need to be reborn. The sleuth, their stench is all over me. I can’t stand it. I need to be clean. We’re all born in water, and I will have to di