When Pereshati Zahardt's father passes away, he leaves his entire fortune to her. Outraged and consumed with greed, her evil stepmother and stepsister conspire with Pereshati's lover to murder her and steal her inheritance. Mysteriously, Pereshati comes back to life and travels back in time before her death. To protect herself while plotting her revenge, Pereshati enters into an unlikely marriage with Therdeo Lapileon, a handsome grand duke and the head of the extremely powerful and notorious Lapileon family. But not long into their union, Pereshati discovers that the Lapileons are hiding a terrifying family secret. Now she must keep her guard up on all sides as she walks on thin ice between the Lapileon family and her own-while also ensuring her thirst for revenge will not go unquenched. WARNING: This story contains depictions of violence, gore, and death that may be upsetting for some readers. Reader discretion is advised. All Rights Reserved Written by Han Yoon seol.

This is a preview. Find the full story on webnovel. SYNOPSIS: Demian Maxwell is the Crown Prince to the Grove Kingdom and an alpha. It's his first year at Oakswood Academy and a certain beta has gathered his attention but why does Ophelia Rosewood keep popping up when he leasts expects it. Remi Sato is a renowned name in the science community, and this famous herbologist is starting his first year at Oakswood Academy. But this boy has a secret, and lots of them. He is secretly the omega prince, Remington Arlow and a reincarnated soul who just wants to be with his favorite otome game character. EXCERPT: Demian opened his eyes with a start. The first thing he noticed was the warm body snuggling up to him. Remi was curled up against his side, one arm thrown over his chest while his face nuzzled Demian's neck. Demian's heart stopped before beating double time and his blood ran warm. Why was Remi so close? He closed his eyes and sucked in a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. If he recalled correctly, the night grew chilly so they decided to push the mats together and throw both blankets over top. But that still didn't explain why Remi was sleeping on top of him. He leaned up onto his elbows without disturbing the sleeping Remi. From this angle, Demian was able to breathe in Remi's scent better, both his natural smell and the scent of the homemade soap he had made using wild plants and berries. He brought a hand up and ran it through Remi's hair gently, finding it soft to the touch. Why did he always find himself hanging around Lady Ophelia Rosewood when he was undeniably drawn to Remi Sato? He not only found the man physically attractive but also his inner self, or at least the parts that Remi had willingly exposed to him. And Demian loved that cocky smirk he wore when he talked about plant life. Remi stirred, snuggling in closer. His face moved in just the right way that his lips touched Demian's bare skin. Bare?!

Existence has already ended once. By something that was not even "something" in any ordinary sense. Unseen, unfelt, and forever forgotten. But what comes after absolute nulity? Affirmation. Endless, reasonless affirmation. An overflowing plenitude that refuses silence. After recreating existence, the Plenitude Without Reason chose once more to participate. For participation is the only way to remain as something without becoming everything. From that Will, Anathasia was born. - Kyle. The person she stayed with through everything. The one who remained by her side as she moved through life... and everything beyond it. After college, they continue living together. Nothing really changes on the surface. But at the same time, things are changing. Not just on Earth, but across realities completely separate from the one they've always known. Old resentments begin to surface. Questions start forming. About meaning, about purpose... about what's left when power stops mattering. Now, somewhere between raising daughters and just trying to live normally, they find themselves dealing with things that don't really have simple answers. The consequences of actions taken eons before they even met. The weight of roles they were never meant to fully understand. And beyond even that, The existence of an Original Creator. The Author... trying to move on from controlling everything. How will the Supreme Being herself... and the one who stands beside her... deal with all of this? The mundane. And the things that go far beyond reality itself?