Villain Protagonist

My show-quality service beastkin doesn't like me. He only wags his tail for my sister. I then bring home a low-grade venting beastkin. But he's now so upset that he's nearly in tears. "Layla Manfred, there can only be one hound, and that's me!"

I bought a fox fae. The owner of Vulpyr Hall had been very clear. He was only here to help me get rich, nothing else. A year later, my assets had skyrocketed to a billion. But… Wasn’t he supposed to stay out of anything intimate? Why did it feel like he wanted to get under my skin?

My younger sister, Lydia Miller, and I are unexpectedly reborn into a beastman tribe, where the Beast God gives us a choice of identity. The first option is to become a beast woman with tremendous strength and a tall, imposing physique. The second option is to become a saintess with the ability to reproduce across species and an alluring, graceful figure. In our previous life, Lydia became a beast woman to survive, while I became the frail saintess. She ended up scorned by the tribe's beastmen for not being feminine enough. Meanwhile, I captured the hearts of the three strongest and most handsome beastmen in the tribe with my delicate frame. I became their most cherished beloved. Eventually, they rose to rule the primeval forest, and I basked in endless glory as their saintess. Driven mad with jealousy, Lydia pushed me into a poison swamp when no one was looking. With my last bit of strength, I plunged a poisonous thorn into her body, and we died together. When I open my eyes again, we're back at the moment when the Beast God asks us to make our choice. This time, Lydia rushes to claim the saintess identity first. "Ella, this time I'll be the saintess. Since I pity you so much, I'll let you have those three defective, impotent beastmen." I bite back the wild joy flooding through me. What's so great about serving as a breeding tool anyway? In a primitive society, strength is everything.

Basilio DiLustro. Charming. Deadly. A monster dressed in a three-piece-suit. Wynter Star. Realist with the most romantic of hearts, hiding it all under her ice princess fame. The two were never meant to cross paths. When they do, worlds collide and volcanoes erupt. Basilio makes her feel everything when she’s with him. Protected. Loved. Desired. Every monster has a weakness. She’s his. His obsession. His addiction. His only salvation. Theirs is a love twisted with secrets and tainted by lies. And when history comes knocking, it could shatter everything.

Anjasmara, seorang putri patih kerajaan Majapahit, jatuh cinta pada seorang pemuda biasa. Damarwulan namanya, seorang lenjaga kuda di kediaman Lohgender. pepatah mengatakan bahwa cinta itu buta, atas nama cinta dia Anjasmara memutuskan untuk menikah dengan pemuda itu. Namun keberuntungan tidak berpihak padanya. Damarwulan yang amat dicintainya bukanlah pria setia. Pernikahan yang awalnya sangat ia dambakan, berubah menjadi mimpi buruk. Ia memohon pada dewa agar memberinya kesempatan sekali lagi. Dewa yang maha tinggi itu bersedia mengabulkan permohonannya. Namun dia tidak mendapatkan kehidupn keduanya begitu saja, kehidupam keduanya, dijalani oleh Asmara, reinkarnasi dari Anjasmara di dunia modern. Mampukah Asmara memperbaiki keadaan dan mendapat akhir yang bahagia? bisakah dia kembali ke kehidupannya yang dahulu?

Billionaire Ethan Gibson, determined to break the family's curse of ending without an heir, spent a fortune recruiting ten "candidate mothers" and placed them together on his private island. On the day they arrived, Ethan announced publicly: Whoever delivers his first heir will become the future mistress of the Gibson family. Greed grew faster than desire. Within just a few months, several women announced their pregnancies with great pride. However, they and their unborn children were thrown into the ocean and fed to sharks. The reason was simple: they had been found to be involved with other men. Every night, the screams coming from the harbor kept me awake. I was terrified, because I had also had a single accidental encounter with Ethan, and I was now pregnant. When the day finally came and I saw what I had delivered, everything went dark before my eyes. Those mistresses who were fed to the sharks had at least carried human babies. I had given birth to three tiny puppies.

When my older sister, Rhea Silverhilt, and I are given a chance to choose our marriage partners for the clan alliance, she rushes ahead and claims the noble fire dragon, Drakon Ragnarok. I am left to match with a brutish wolf, Flint Greyfang. Not long after the wedding, Drakon dies in an unexpected accident. Rhea loses her protector and is vulnerably subjected to scorn and abuse. Meanwhile, the sharp-minded and shrewd Flint reveals a surprising talent for business and swiftly amasses a fortune. Consumed by bitter hatred, Rhea corners me at the grand sacrificial rite and stabs me to death. When I open my eyes again, I am back on the day we are to choose marriage partners. This time, Rhea darts forward and holds Flint's hand. In that instant, I know that she's reborn, just as I am. What she doesn't know is that wolves are innately violent and abusive. They love settling disputes with fists.

Dunia kegelapan mengenalnya sebagai Ratu Iblis yang tak terkalahkan, pemimpin yang memerintah dengan tangan besi dan kekuatan tak terbantahkan. Namun, sebelum menjadi sosok yang ditakuti, Zhefora hanyalah seorang gadis kecil yang dikutuk oleh takdir. Ia lahir sebagai putri dari penguasa kerajaan iblis, tetapi sejak kecil ia dijauhi karena cakra iblis yang mengalir dalam tubuhnya—sesuatu yang bahkan kaum iblis sendiri takuti. Dibandingkan dengan saudara-saudaranya yang disanjung dan dihormati, Zhefora tumbuh dalam bayang-bayang ketakutan dan kebencian. Jika ia terluka, orang-orang menghindar. Jika ia tersenyum, mereka menatapnya dengan ngeri. Jika ia menangis, dunia seolah menertawakan kelemahannya. Maka, ia berhenti tersenyum. Berhenti menangis. Berhenti berharap. Di usianya yang ke-16, ibunya meninggal secara tragis, dan ayahnya menghilang dalam perang yang tak pernah dimenangkannya. Takhta kerajaan jatuh ke tangannya—bukan karena ia menginginkannya, tetapi karena tidak ada pilihan lain. Zhefora, yang dulu hanya seorang gadis kesepian, kini berdiri sebagai Ratu Iblis yang ditakuti. Ia menguasai kerajaan dengan kebijaksanaan dan kekuatan, tetapi hatinya tetap kosong. Hanya Erem, tangan kanan dan penasihatnya, yang setia berada di sisinya. Namun, kekuasaan selalu membawa ancaman. Dalam sebuah ekspedisi untuk memperluas wilayahnya, pasukan kerajaan iblis terjebak dalam serangan brutal dari musuh yang tak terduga. Zhefora yang selama ini tak pernah goyah, untuk pertama kalinya menghadapi kemungkinan kekalahan. Di saat itulah ia melihatnya—Aroo. Seorang pria muda dengan kekuatan yang bahkan tak bisa ia duga. Ia bukan iblis, bukan manusia, bukan makhluk yang bisa Zhefora definisikan dengan mudah. Dengan satu gerakan, Aroo membalikkan keadaan. Pasukan musuh yang nyaris menghancurkan mereka, kini bertekuk lutut. Zhefora memandangnya dengan mata tajam. Siapa dia? Mengapa ia membantunya? Dan yang lebih penting... mengapa kehadirannya membuat hati Zhefora yang beku mulai retak? Seiring waktu, hubungan mereka berkembang—dari sekadar ratu dan panglima, menjadi sesuatu yang lebih berbahaya. Zhefora yang selama ini hanya mengenal kesepian, mulai merasakan sesuatu yang lebih dalam.

The world was divided into the mortal realm and the divine realm. The Rain Clan belonged to the divine realm. They could hear the prayers from the mortal realm. The Rain Maidens would bring rainfall to the mortal realm through prayers. They could ascend to heavens through cultivation. In the Rain Clan, every rain maiden was born with a dragon who would ascend with her and become her mount. When my sister and I were born, we shared only one spirit beast—a white dragon. The white dragon was the lowest of all dragons, yet I ignored the clan’s objections and insisted on forming a bond with him so that we could ascend. However, on the day I succeeded in calling the rain and married him, he shot an arrow straight through me while I was pregnant and at my weakest from summoning rain. As I lay dying, I saw him rush toward my sister. “Leigh, now I can finally be with you forever.” Only then did I realize the white dragon had chosen me under pretenses to help Leigh ascend. When I opened my eyes again, he and I had both returned to the day of our bond. There, he learned that Leigh was the true heir to the Rain Goddess mantle. He dropped to his knees and loudly confessed that he had always loved Leigh, and that he wished only to be her mount. Everyone knew I had spent half my cultivation to save him when he first hatched. I smiled and pointed at a mottled green snake at the edge of the barrier. The white dragon thought that as long as he bonded with my sister, he would ascend. However, what he never knew was that without me, Leigh could never ascend.

In my previous life, my parents doted on my frail, sickly younger sister. For her sake, they chose a hawk beastman willing to settle in a human city as her husband. Me? They cast me into the deep sea, marrying me off to a giant shark beastman. When the apocalypse came and torrential rains drowned every human city, my parents and sister were left clinging to a rotting plank, adrift on the endless ocean. I couldn't bear to watch them die. With my giant shark husband, I dragged them down into the deep sea to safety. But resentment festered. Seeing me live comfortably while my shark beastman hunted day after day, my parents grew furious that my sister's life paled in comparison to mine. In their jealousy, they laced the fish we ate with poison and killed me. Now, given another chance at life, they've decided my sister should marry the giant shark beastman instead. My biased parents believe she will finally enjoy the blessings they once denied her. But what they don't know is this: after the cataclysm, fish become scarce. And a giant shark… does not survive on scraps. He needs flesh.