Help! Prince Trevor has died suddenly, and the Queen insists that I be buried with him. Even if I had ten lives to live, it would still be a trap. I can't escape this terrifying cycle of death. Ahhh, I don't want to die again!
Help! Prince Trevor has died suddenly, and the Queen insists that I be buried with him. Even if I had ten lives to live, it would still be a trap. I can't escape this terrifying cycle of death. Ahhh, I don't want to die again!
Chapter 1: The Prince's Tragic Demise
Prince Trevor died suddenly, found lifeless on the bed of a beautiful concubine, Lillian.
The Empress Dowager was furious, slamming the table, "All concubines shall be buried with him!"
Fortunately, I was merely a maidservant.
Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, someone pushed me forward, "Your Majesty, Makenzie has long been favored by His Highness. Surely, he would miss her in the afterlife."
The Empress Dowager didn't even spare me a glance, her voice cold, "Kill her."
Before I could utter a word in my defense, the blade of the guard beside the Empress Dowager slashed across my throat.
I died.
But when I opened my eyes, I was alive again.
...
I opened my eyes once more.
"A scandal of epic proportions, Prince Trevor died from excessive indulgence."
"Shut up, mind your tongue, or you'll lose it."
People crowded around, pushing and shoving. I didn't know how many times I was stepped on before everyone suddenly knelt down.
-The Empress Dowager had arrived!
The first thing she did was execute the renowned courtesan. Prince Trevor had died while entangled with her.
The second thing she did was summon all the women in Prince Trevor's residence, including the maids and servants.
The ten or so concubines who were usually favored by the Prince were the first to be called. They were dressed in thin, gauzy clothes, their figures graceful, but their faces were pale, trembling like leaves in the wind.
The Empress Dowager's face was cold, her eyes sharp, her voice as chilling as the early spring frost, "Since you were the women favored by the Prince... naturally, in life, you belonged to him, and in death, you shall be his ghosts. It is your honor to be buried with my son. In the afterlife, you will continue to serve him."
"Is everyone here? Begin."
The once vibrant concubines instantly lost their color, like flowers battered by a storm.
"Your Majesty, spare us!"
Their pleas for mercy echoed as they kowtowed, their foreheads bleeding, but they didn't care.
However, the Empress Dowager remained unmoved, making a gesture for "kill," and the guards drew their swords and stepped forward...
"Your Majesty, Makenzie has long been favored by His Highness. Surely, he would miss her in the afterlife."
This time, I saw clearly. It was Nicole, who usually had the best relationship with me, who pushed me forward, causing me to fall to the ground in a disgraceful manner.
I shuddered all over, and before the Empress Dowager could speak, I hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, I am still a virgin."
"His Highness's status is noble, I dare not dream of him. I beg Your Majesty to see clearly!"
I knelt properly, performing a deep kowtow to the Empress Dowager with a loud thud.
The Empress Dowager finally looked at me, but it was with the gaze one would give an ant, "You do have some beauty."
Suddenly, she sneered coldly and turned to the side, "Rhonda, you go check personally."
"Yes, Your Majesty, this humble servant obeys."
I was roughly dragged into the inner chamber, and Rhonda yanked down my pants, her two fingers probing sharply...
"Hiss-"
The sharp pain hit, blood flowed out, followed by tears of humiliation.
I bore it!
Losing my virginity was better than having my throat slit.
Rhonda wiped the blood off her fingers with a handkerchief, gave me a disgusted look, and took the blood-stained handkerchief to report back.
I trembled as I came out of the inner chamber, the Empress Dowager glanced at me sideways, "You were trusted enough to serve in the Prince's private study, so you must have gained the Prince's trust."
"He will need someone to serve him with pen and ink in the afterlife. You shall continue to serve him in the afterlife."
?
My confusion and shock were drowned in the excruciating pain of my throat being slit once again, and I died once more.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
Kyra caressed her growing belly-she was finally pregnant with her best friend Nathan's child after three years of marriage. But when she returned home with the happy news, her Alpha husband was on his knees, begging her to end their bond. "Sophia is back," Nathan's voice raw with guilt. "My fated mate." Heartbroken, Kyra agreed to dissolve their union, hiding her pregnancy to avoid burdening him. Yet when she tried to leave, Nathan refused to let go. "Can't we at least stay friends?" She wrenched her wrist free. "You lost that right." Nathan didn't understand these feelings until Kyra was gone and then he knew this wasn't just friendship. This was love. And he'd fight to get her back. Then he appeared-Kieran, Kyra's stepbrother and the infamous Alpha from Raven Shadow Pack. He kept her captive, craving every inch of her. "We're siblings,"Kyra gasped. His teeth scraped the mating mark on her neck as he growled."'Not by blood.Run from him all you want, little wolf. But you belong to me now." Trapped between two impossible loves-where does Kyra truly belong?
Dayna had worshiped her husband, only to watch him strip her late mother's estate and lavish devotion on another woman. After three miserable years, he discarded her, and she lay broken-until Kristopher, the man she once betrayed, dragged her from the wreckage. He now sat in a wheelchair, eyes like tempered steel. She offered a pact: she would mend his legs if he helped crush her ex. He scoffed, yet signed on. As their ruthless alliance caught fire, he uncovered her other lives-healer, hacker, pianist-and her numb heart stirred. But her groveling ex crawled back. "Dayna, you were my wife! How could you marry someone else? Come back!"
In the eighteen years of her life, Brianna had endured relentless abuse from her family, living in constant fear. One fateful day, two dignified figures approached her and revealed a shocking truth: she was their long-lost daughter, heiress to the wealthiest family in the city-the Owens. Desperate for love and acceptance, Brianna hoped to escape her past. Instead, she fell victim to Cassie, a cunning impostor who manipulated their parents against her while feigning distress. Rather than forging a connection with her real family, Brianna found herself betrayed and isolated. When a car accident left Brianna in a vegetative state, she found herself able to listen to everything around her, though unable to respond. Bitterly, she realized her parents didn't care for her; they visited just once. A month later, Cassie visited, disconnecting the ventilator before leaning in to whisper coldly, "Goodbye, my dear sister. You shouldn't have come back. You are meant for that despicable, wretched family." Somehow, fate granted Brianna a second chance. Reborn and fueled by rage, she vowed to make everyone who had wronged her pay dearly. This time, she would seize the life that had been stolen from her.
Maia grew up a pampered heiress-until the real daughter returned and framed her, sending Maia to prison with help from her fiancé and family. Four years later, free and married to Chris, a notorious outcast, everyone assumed Maia was finished. They soon discovered she was secretly a famed jeweler, elite hacker, celebrity chef, and top game designer. As her former family begged for help, Chris smiled calmly. "Honey, let's go home." Only then did Maia realize her "useless" husband was a legendary tycoon who'd adored her from the start.
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