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Reborn as the Psycho Villainess Who Ate Her Slave Beasts’ Contracts

At twenty‑nine, she was the youngest CEO in the tech industry—NetVault Security had gone from small startup to Fortune 500 in just six years. The media called her a prodigy. Her board called her unstoppable. Her therapist called her alexithymic. Unable to understand or describe her own emotions. The elevator chimed. Elara didn’t look up. Only one person had after‑hours access. “You’re late,” she said. “The investor meeting is in twelve hours. Did you review the—” “I’m not here about the meeting.” … “Ugh.” Elara lost her life that day at the hands of her mentor and adoptive father. By the next morning, the same people who once called her a genius and praised her to the sky were calling her a coward who killed herself to escape scandal. Then Elara woke up. Not in her office. Not in a hospital. In a different world. In a different body. She was now Elara, the Fourth Princess of this so‑called great kingdom—only to find that this princess was an utter pushover, completely useless in everyone’s eyes. No one feared her. No one respected her. Even her own palace was full of other people’s spies. How is Elara supposed to survive this palace battle, when seven princesses fight in the shadows and she’s known as the weakest one? And can she ever escape this place… or will she decide to win instead? … … “Your Highness, please… ugh…” The leash of light around Mahir’s neck—the head of the knights—tightened with a soft pull. His face flushed red, and not from pain. “Princess, here.” Ken, the strongest beast knight, knelt closer and held out a small pill between his fingers, guiding it gently to Elara’s lips. “Swallow it,” he said quietly. “You used too much power today.” On the floor below the bed, three beastmen knelt in a row, broad shoulders tense, ears twitching, their eyes fixed on her with dazed focus. Thin, glowing leashes of magic ran from their collars to the bands at Elara’s wrists. “Please…” Ken’s voice dropped, rough and a little hoarse. “Put your foot here.” He touched his gloved hand to his chest. “On me.” Elara sighed, half annoyed, half amused, and rested her foot lightly on his armored chest. All three of them drew in a sharp breath at the same time, faces turning even redder as the magic between them flared. Their eyes—gold, amber, and deep brown—looked up at her with the same lost, devoted gaze. AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thank you so much for all the support! I love writing for all of you, but balancing work and writing is quite challenging. If you want me to keep updating consistently, your support really helps. Castle: 10 extra chapters per week Gacha: 20 extra chapters per week Thank you for reading and supporting my story!
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The Forgotten Odyssey

Long ago, a mortal named Jericho Rivera made a contract with a being far beyond gods — a being coming to be know as [The Last Embrace]. When dungeons erupted across the world 20 years ago, society fell then rebuilt. One day, on the 60th year since, a calamity fell. Jericho was destined to die, this time, he brought hope. Guided by the voice of [The Last Embrace], the will, and the unfathomable power bestowed upon him. Now, ages later, [The Last Embrace] opens her the recorded journey once more — rewatching the odyssey of the last mortal she ever guided. She invites you to witness his fear, his growth, his defiance of fate… and the moment he remade a dying world with her hand upon his shoulder. This is not just Jericho’s story. It is hers. A narrator who remembers what even the gods have lost. Will you walk beside her and revisit the odyssey of Jericho Rivera? His quiet struggles into a position he'd been given, the remarkable thing no mortal ever dared to truly do. ≈ This novel contains: - Cosmic-level beings and supernatural concepts - Themes of world destruction and rebirth - Mild psychological and existential moments - Dungeon violence (non-graphic) - Fantasy monsters and world calamities - Occasional dark humor - Fourth-wall-leaning narration (meta style) ≈ Written by [The Last Embrace]. A tale of a world long lost and a mortal who refused to be forgotten. If you choose to read, then you choose to witness a memory born from eternity.
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