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Betrayed to death by my own brother, I was reborn before the apocalypse descended.
He rushed to seize the god-tier [Copy] talent first, leaving the trash [Purification] talent for me.
He thought that with this talent, he'd have no worries and reign supreme in the apocalypse.
Meanwhile, I quietly closed the last door of my fortress.
He didn't know that his prized copying ability had a fatal flaw.

"You have taken everything from me," she whispered, her voice barely a breath. "My kingdom, my father, my freedom. What more do you want?"

The Dragon King regarded her with a mixture of amusement and curiosity, his lips quirking into a sardonic smile. "Everything," he replied simply. "I want everything that is rightfully mine. Including you."

"What do you intend to do with me, your Majesty?" Her voice trembled slightly, but she forced herself to speak with a hint of defiance.

Alaric rose from his throne, his movements fluid and deliberate, like a predator circling its prey. "You will serve me," he declared, his voice resonating through the chamber with a commanding presence. "As my concubine, you will bear me a child. Then you can die."

After the conquest of her kingdom by the mighty Alaric, the Dragon King, Princess Isabella of Allendor was taken to his harem to serve him as one of his many concubines. The king was cold and ruthless towards her, punishing her for simply being his late enemy’s daughter. Isabella was afraid of him, rightfully so, and just wanted to survive and avoid the king at all costs. However, when something stronger begin to pull them together, the princess’s sweet innocence and the king’s cold heart find each other in a dangerous dance of fear and desire.

Eighteen-year-old Clara Miller's life is far from the fairy tale it once seemed. Her father's gambling addiction has drained the family fortune, leaving them reliant on her late mother's trust fund to maintain a semblance of their former lifestyle. As a result, Clara is an outcast at her elite high school, Rosewood Academy, where wealth and status mean everything.

Everything changes when Adrian Belfort, her father's distant step-brother and a reclusive billionaire jeweler, returns from Europe after four years. Adrian was like an uncle to Clara, but his reappearance brings an unexpected shift. Adrian's intense and almost protective gaze unsettles Clara, hinting at feelings beyond familial affection.

When the apocalypse struck, my brother Leo didn't hesitate to choose the offshore sanctuary.
In our past life, faced with a choice between a powerful inland warlord commanding a massive army and a leader clinging to a solitary island, Leo snatched up the first option.
But when a zombie horde overran the mainland and defenses collapsed, he fled to my island for refuge.
Jealous of how well I was surviving the end of the world, he and our parents knocked me unconscious in the dead of night and threw me into the ocean to drown.
Now that I've been reborn, Leo immediately took our parents to the maritime base, leaving the "dangerous" mainland to me.
He thinks the ocean is a natural barrier that guarantees his safety, that he can sit back and relax while the world burns.
But there's one thing he doesn't know.
Zombies aren't just static, mindless walking dead—they evolve.
And when they do, that offshore sanctuary will become a floating hell with no way out.

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"I used to open your car door, Catherine. Now I lock you in my bedroom."
Kieran Karakatsanis was once the hired help. He lit my cigarettes, drove me to school, and stood silently in the corner while I lived my life as a mafia princess. He was forbidden fruit, and I took a bite.
Five years later, the tables have turned. My father's empire is crumbling, and Kieran is the one holding the sledgehammer. He’s the boss now. The Ghost. And I am his prisoner.
I walk into his office, wearing the silk robe he bought me. He sits behind the massive mahogany desk, swirling a glass of whiskey. He doesn't stand up for me anymore. He gestures for me to come closer.
"Kneel," he commands softly.
My knees hit the floor before my brain can protest. The power has shifted. He isn't protecting me from the world anymore. He is the world. And God help me, I prefer being at his mercy than being free.

Misa is a sheltered novice of the pious Sisterhood of the Fire, her innocence protected by the walls of the temple and the strict codes of Halen-Dar. When the scarred, brutal King of Askaris arrives, mounted on a dragon and leading his army of savage warriors, Misa's father commits the ultimate betrayal against her:

He offers Misa as a bride to the Askari king in order to save his own clan.

Violently wrenched from her home and forced into a dark marriage of convenience, Misa finds herself utterly bound to the one man who fulfills her deepest, most terrifying nightmares. As she faces the agonizing terror of her impending innocence lost and a forced proximity with him, Misa begins to sense a strange, aching connection between her and the terrifying man she was married to against her will.

Her sole purpose is to give birth to his heir. Nothing more. She is to be used as a breeder, discarded, and forgotten, so the king may secure his legacy and ensure his dragon blood lives on. But when his cold, possessive interest gives way to a volatile desire...

What does it take to conquer a conqueror?