Scumbag

Elyse Moore transmigrates into a world known as the beast realm, where the sentient beastfolk are able to shift between their human and beast forms. She is found by a strong male and taken back to his clan. But unfortunately, the male is a grubby, unhygienic boar-kin! He tries to force himself onto her. Terrified, she accidentally blinds him in one eye, and she flees in fear right away. Everyone else meets a handsome, wealthy bachelor when they transmigrate, but Elyse stumbles across a scumbag who tries to hurt her instead. She wonders if she is fated to die in this foreign world. However, to her surprise, there are a few other males who come running to her. First, there's the gentle and captivating yet extremely mysterious peacock-kin. She also meets the strong and taciturn but cunning panther-kin, a rogue beastfolk. There's also the warm, spirited tiger-kin and the domineering eagle-kin. "I'll kill anyone who tries to harm you!" "You are the best thing that ever happened to me." "You're my mate—always have been and always will be!" "You can be yourself around me. Don't worry about a thing. I will always be your biggest and strongest supporter!" "Take a look, Elyse. This is the kingdom I conquered for you. It's yours if you want it."

I've been married to the prince of the underworld for ten years and have endured countless life-or-death situations by his side. My hands, once trained to play the piano, are covered in calluses from holding guns and stained with blood. But at 28, my husband ends up falling for a young woman from the slums. She's as delicate and pure as a chamomile. She's his well-kept little secret—until I run into them at the woman's prenatal appointment one day. I storm up to him, demanding an explanation, only for him to nonchalantly hand me divorce papers. "Sonia is a devout follower of the church and can't have a child before marriage. I must make an honest woman out of her. Sign these, and you'll get 40% of the company's shares." I refuse to do as told, so he corners me. In the end, he has my crippled younger brother tied up and forced under a hydraulic compression machine. "Sign the papers, Maeve, or watch your brother become a human mince pie. The choice is yours." I fall on my knees and beg him to stop. As the machine turns on, my hands fly to my aching lower belly, and I scream as I lose consciousness. When I wake up again, I'm back in the hospital, in the same spot where I ran into my husband and his mistress at her prenatal appointment. This time, I don't confront him. Overnight, I make arrangements with a sanatorium abroad, get divorced, and run away from home. Yet the moment I truly disappear, my husband loses his mind.

In those eight terrifying seconds when the plane dropped into darkness, my first thought was how devastated Lucas would be if I never made it to the airport. However, after surviving and landing safely, what greeted me instead…was a photo he shared with his childhood sweetheart, the two of them smiling on a hike. The caption read: [Here's to still being wild with you at sixty.] If it had been before, I probably would have blown up his phone, demanding an explanation and picking a fight. However, then, after brushing so close to death, I just felt… tired.. So I typed out a message: [Let's get a divorce.]

I'm sold into the underground and turned into an anthropodermic fan, suffering endless days of humiliation. It isn't until my spine shatters from a hammered nail that my brother—Daxon Smyth—and my fiance—Joshua Moore—finally arrive. The two men who've doted on me for 20 years swear to make the guilty pay in blood. And I think my salvation has come. But when I overhear their words, I realize the truth—every torment I've suffered is of their doing, all to make me behave and stop me from competing with the true heiress they've found. When another man carries me away from that place, they lose their minds and scour through all ends of the world, trying to find me.