Xiao Talent の小説・ストーリー

Please note that this story is a continuation of BONDED TO THE ALPHA GOD OF WAR. While it can be enjoyed as a standalone novel, readers are strongly encouraged to read Part One for a deeper understanding of the characters, their relationships, and the events that shaped the world they now inhabit. Many of the emotions, conflicts, and histories explored in this story are rooted in the journey that began in BONDED TO THE ALPHA GOD OF WAR. Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy this new journey! * * * He was the one person her father would never accept. Anastasia Kael... the daughter of the Alpha God of War was born into a world shaped by power, loyalty, and the ghosts of old bloodshed. Then she met Kaden... So arrogant, infuriating and unapologetically dangerous. The one boy she should have stayed away from. Because Kaden wasn't just a rule-breaker with a talent for trouble. He was the son of Alpha Kade and Mira, the very people who once tried to destroy everything Lucien Kael loved. The enemies who nearly took Anana's life. The enemies whose names were etched into some of the darkest chapters of her family's history. And while time may bury old wars, it never truly erases them. Some wounds heal while others never do. Lucien Kael could forgive many things. But he would never forgive that bloodline. Yet the harder Anastasia tried to stay away, the harder it became to let go. Because Kaden was everything she should hate... And everything her heart wanted. No matter how many years passed, Lucien Kael would never accept the son of the people who nearly destroyed his world. Falling for Kaden was forbidden. But sometimes, the most dangerous person isn't your enemy... It's the one your heart chooses anyway.

My CEO boyfriend had threatened to break up with me 99 times. So when he found out I willingly handed a multimillion-dollar contract to his junior protégée, freshly returned from studying abroad, he assumed I had finally caved. He was so pleased that he proposed we get engaged. But the moment she caught wind of it, she lost it. She skipped the contract signing, stopped showing up to work, and threatened to resign. My boyfriend, who had always doted on her, completely panicked. He promoted her on the spot, then used a business trip as an excuse to cancel our engagement plans and flew to another city to throw her a lavish engagement ceremony instead. When he came back, he brushed it off like it was nothing. "It was just a ceremony. It's not like we're actually married. Why are you being so dramatic about it? "Anya's a top-tier talent with an overseas education. I did this for the company, for our future. You're going to be my wife, so I'd think you of all people would understand." I gripped my phone, staring at the photo she had just posted online. Two matching engagement rings sat front and center, his and hers. I did not argue. I just nodded. He lit up, convinced I had finally come around. He promised to throw me an even bigger ceremony once he was back from his trip. What he did not know was that I had already submitted my resignation. The moment he agreed to hold an engagement ceremony with another woman, I was done.

On the night of my sister’s engagement party, my life officially crashes. Again. All because of one name on the invitation. Zachary de Sanctis. My sister’s fiancé. Fiona. My ex, the guy I punched in the face five years ago. Heir to the richest old-money family in Europe. And one tiny detail only God and I know: he’s the father of my twins. For the past five years, I’ve been hiding out in a little town in Oregon, working as the CEO of a IT firm while chasing two four-year-olds who look more like their father than me. Isaac and Isabella: two mini De Sanctis clones with the last name Gómez, razor-sharp mouths, brains that run too fast, and a talent for causing trouble exactly when I need peace. My family knows I came home pregnant and alone. They just never asked who the father is, and I never offered an answer. As far as they’re concerned, I’m still Arabella Gómez, the wild one who lost her way. I thought going to Fiona’s engagement party would just mean a few hours of fake laughing, then a quiet drive back to my glass-walled house in Oregon and two sets of blue eyes calling me Mommy. Until Zach walks into my parents’ living room holding Fiona’s hand… and his gaze stays on my face a little too long. He can’t find out about Isaac and Isabella. Fiona can’t find out her perfect fiancé was mine first. And my family can’t know what really happened five years ago. Hiding a scandal between two rich dynasties is one thing. Hiding two chaotic twins who are basically their father’s face copy-pasted? That’s the real nightmare.

Tell me this isn't real.” Raid Bennett’s hand tightened around my waist beneath the stadium lights, his mouth hovering dangerously close to mine while the entire school watched us from the parking lot. “It isn't real,” he said quietly. Like he wanted it to be true. Then he kissed me like he wanted Mason Chester to choke on it. Raid Bennett was never supposed to happen. He’s Ashford High’s notorious hockey captain. A reckless troublemaker with bruised knuckles, underground racing habits, and a talent for making bad decisions look attractive. Everything about him screams disaster. Which is exactly why I chose him. Because two weeks earlier, Mason Chester; football captain, golden boy, and my best friend since childhood, humiliated me in front of half the school after I discovered our entire relationship started because of a bet. Six months. That was the challenge- make the nerdy girl fall in love with him. And stupidly? I did.So after the breakup, I walked straight up to Mason’s biggest rival with a deal. I help Raid pass Chemistry so he can stay on the hockey team. He fake dates me long enough to make Mason miserable. Simple. At least… it should have been. But somewhere between late-night tutoring sessions, jealous fights, whispered insults in crowded hallways, and kisses that feel way too real, Raid stops acting like this is pretend at all. The problem is Raid Bennett comes with secrets. Dangerous ones. And the more I fall for him… The more I realize the boy helping me get revenge might be the same one capable of breaking my heart even worse than Mason did

I often wonder whether I was cursed as a child since the amount of bad luck in my life seems almost supernatural. I've been called a computer genius, but to most, my true talent remains unknown. I've been called beautiful, but I tend to hide my looks behind tons of insecurities and loose clothing… After I broke up with my cheating boyfriend, my crappy job seemed like the only stable thing in my life… until I lost that last thing as well. The source of my tragedy had a name—Killian Blair. My bad luck stuck again and my high school bully became the newly appointed CEO of the company I worked for. Naturally, his first decision was to fire me and my entire department, ruining my life just like in school. I wasn't sure whether the fact he didn't recognize me was a blessing or a curse, but I was determined never to meet him again. Unfortunately, my fate had other plans… First, Killian managed to save me from an uncomfortable situation with my ex, and a moment later, I was rumored to be his girlfriend! But then the tables turned. The mighty CEO needed to avoid scandals at all costs, even if it meant convincing me to act as if we were in a relationship. “Name your price.” A smug smirk danced on his lips. “Do you want your job back?" “Make me a director in your company. Only then will I act as your loving girlfriend.” I thought he would never agree to my bold demand. I underestimated his determination… “Deal,” he answered simply and fixed his eyes on me. “Just remember, Josephine Clairmont, you can't go back on your word. Once you sign the contract, you belong to me.”

I was just a nobody actor, killing time reading a trashy novel where the Omega side-character had my name. His only purpose? To be a disposable prop for the Alpha ML, a walking, talking disaster who gets his life ruined in 50 chapters flat. I hated him. I hated his pathetic weakness. Then I died. And I woke up as him. Now, I'm that cannon fodder. I'm in the body of the fool I despised, on the eve of his public humiliation at the hands of the novel's god-like Alpha, Huo Yan. The worst part? I never finished the book. I know how I'm supposed to die, but I have no idea how this story ends. My only guide is a faint voice in my head, a "Survival System" that gives me one simple, terrifying rule: Don't attract the protagonist. So I have a plan. Be invisible. Be boring. Stay away from Huo Yan. But I messed up. In one desperate moment to save my own skin, I did something unexpected. I showed a spark of talent the original "me" never had. And the Alpha, the man who should be looking at the female lead, is now looking at me. His scent, a predator's frost, hunts me in crowded rooms. His eyes, dark and possessive, follow my every move. He cornered me after a gala, his voice a low growl against my ear. "You are not the Omega from the script," he whispered, his touch branding my skin. "You are a liar. And I will peel back every layer until I find the truth." The plot is broken. The Alpha is obsessed. And my survival system is flashing red. I came here to avoid my death, but now I'm terrified I might just be the reason this story becomes a tragedy.

After completing the quest, I insisted on staying in that world, foregoing the lucrative rewards. It was because I had a happy and perfect family there. My brother was a genius world-renowned scientist, and all his research achievements were named after me. My father was the world's richest man, and all his wealth was under my name. My mother was an extraordinarily talented dancer, but she gave up the stage just to spend more time with me. My family pampered me. I was the most envied pampered daughter in the world… until the day their real daughter, Carrie Langford, showed up at our door. Their love for me vanished overnight. From then on, I became inconsequential. Carrie orchestrated her own fall down the stairs, and my mother was so angry that she broke my leg. I ate a small bite of the cake Carrie threw away, so my father locked me in a dog cage for three days to dine with the dogs. He also made a golden cake for Carrie to make her feel better. Just because Carrie complained that her heart hurt, my brother dug out my heart for her and replaced it with an artificial heart. "It's just a heart. You've always been healthy. Carrie needs it more than you do." Calmly, my brother stood to the side, analyzing the data. "Don't worry, artificial heart technology is already very advanced, so the theoretical survival rate is very high. You won't die." After my soul left my body, I saw Carrie casually throw my heart into a trash can. The long-dormant system was awakened. [Would you like to take back everything you've given them, including your father's wealth, your mother's dancing talent, and your brother's intelligence, in exchange for a chance to revive?]

Freya, seorang wanita muda, menjalani hidup sederhana sebagai kasir di minimarket. Gajinya pas-pasan, hanya cukup untuk makan dan ongkos saja. Sementara orang tuanya, mantan pedagang buah yang bergantung hanya padanya. Selain kesulitan ekonomi, Freya juga kerap menjadi korban ejekan karena wajahnya berjerawat, rambutnya tak terurus, dan tubuhnya yang sedikit gemuk. Hingga suatu hari, sebuah brosur lowongan kerja menarik perhatiannya—talent live streaming di sebuah aplikasi hiburan. Pekerjaan ini sederhana, hanya berbicara di depan kamera dan membaca pesan dari penonton. Freya mencoba, dan perlahan kehidupannya berubah. Dengan bantuan filter kamera, ia terlihat lebih menarik, menarik perhatian banyak pria, termasuk seorang donatur tetap yang sering memberinya gift dalam jumlah besar. Keberhasilannya menimbulkan gosip di tempat kerja. Sintya, rekan yang iri padanya, diam-diam menyelidiki dan menemukan fakta mengejutkan: pria yang sering memberi Freya gift adalah bos kakaknya, seorang pengusaha kaya yang sudah menikah. Istrinya lumpuh akibat kecelakaan, dan pria itu dikenal gemar mendekati wanita muda. Freya yang awalnya tidak tahu kebenarannya, justru tetap bertahan demi menikmati kehidupan mewahnya. Bahkan melakukan operasi plastik dengan uang dari pria tersebut. Namun, ketika kenyataan terbongkar,dia tetap memilih mempertahankan relasi demi kestabilan finansialnya. Hingga suatu malam, kecelakaan tragis terjadi. Pria itu meninggal, sementara Freya mengalami luka serius dan kehilangan kemampuannya berjalan,sama seperti istri pria tersebut. Dalam penderitaannya, Freya menyadari kesalahannya dan kembali ke pelukan keluarganya dan menjalani hidup sederhana seperti dulu, tetapi dengan hati yang lebih bijaksana.

Renata has three problems: a sick mother, an unpaid rent notice, and a dream she refuses to let die. A self-taught boxer with raw talent and no formal backing, Renata has been training in secret for months with one goal in mind — winning the city's most prestigious boxing tournament and using the prize money to keep her family from losing everything. The only problem is that Coach Peterston won't let her near the roster. She's a girl, she's untrained on paper, and the rules aren't built for someone like her. When her best friend Edwina reveals that Drent Ardent — the legendary boxer behind the tournament and the most magnetic man in the city — is quietly in town ahead of the finals, Renata sees her only opening. She doesn't expect Drent to see through her in under two minutes. She especially doesn't expect him to be that beautiful. Drent Ardent has everything the world can see and nothing he actually wants. The heir to his family's boxing empire, he's been handed an ultimatum by his father's board — produce a visible, credible relationship before the year ends or forfeit his inheritance. He has come to this city to breathe, to escape the suffocation of expectation, and to run a tournament that was supposed to be simple. Drawn to her in a way he can't explain and unwilling to examine too closely, Drent makes Renata an offer she has every reason to refuse. What begins as a clean transaction between two people who need something from each other refuses to stay clean. Drent is used to wanting things and acquiring them. Renata is used to surviving and nothing else. One year. One deal. One fight that will change both of their lives.

My adopted sister, Victoria, possessed a fiercely powerful wolf spirit. She was the sole hope for our endangered Silver Moon Pack. In contrast, though I was the Alpha's biological daughter, I was just an Omega. It wasn't until I turned twenty that I finally awakened a wolf spirit, and it possessed nothing but simple healing abilities. From that day on, my three older brothers forced me to become her personal blood slave. After enduring the extreme torture of the Full Moon Trials for the eighth time in her place, my wolf spirit was on the verge of being torn apart. Dragging my broken, battered body, I questioned them hoarsely. Chris, my eldest brother, sneered. "Victoria has suffered since she was a child, while you grew up in luxury. You're just taking a fraction of her pain for her. How is that unfair?" Aidan, my second brother, had ice-cold eyes. "Your talent, temperament, and wolf spirit can't compare to Victoria's in any way. You should be grateful for the chance to lift her." Evan, my third brother, shoved me to the ground. "It’s not like we're asking you to die for her. We raised you for years. Is this how you show your gratitude?" To punish me for my "willfulness," they threw me into the forbidden snake pits. As sharp fangs pierced my neck, the long-dormant system voice suddenly echoed in my mind. "Warning! Fatal venom detected. The host is in critical condition! Would you like to terminate the mission to redeem the three Silver Moon brothers, instantly leave this world, and return to reality?" With the last of my strength, right before my wolf spirit shattered completely, I nodded. From that moment on, every bond tying me to the three Silver Moon brothers was severed. We would never meet again, in life or in death.