"You can rest now, because this is the end for you...and your people. You fought well, but we fought better" "Do you honestly think any modicum of victory you've had over the last few years has been a result of anything but OUR efforts" "Perhaps I put my trust in someone who was too incompetent...oh well...in the next life I guess" "You'll see"

Avona felt abandoned. The republic and Jedi had turned their back on her and she wanted revenge. Her parents killed by a mysterious bomb. Fleeing to the outer rim world of Morelia She vowed to have a life away from the corruption and hypocrisy of the republic. However when Dooku begins to form the confederacy and approaches her to join the new CIS Military forces she doesn't hesitate to sign up for the first ever Galactic Civil war as a separatist commander

"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲. 𝐌𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬." Seraphina Atreides, the burning one; known for her intense passion and love. A love and passion that is so powerful, yet so dangerous. A girl born in grief, helpless to defy what lies ahead of her. Not an Atreides by blood, but she's an Atreides nonetheless. 𝐁𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐲𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐉𝐞𝐬𝐮𝐬

After her death in her previous life, a young woman was reborn in a new world with a unique, but powerful gamer system. Watch as she grows stronger, and finds love along the way! [Part 1 of ????. Part 2 is already posted!] [Notable Achievements] - [Number 1 on Godlike, Number 1 on Hope Mikaelson, Number 1 on Legacies, Number 1 on Lesbian, Number 1 on Futanari, Number 1 on Overpowered, Number 1 on Harry Potter, Number 1 on StrongtoStronger, Number 1 on Gamer, Number 1 on Sophieturner, Number 1 on Danmachi] [Harem/Polgamy of 5 girls]

"I'm your inevitable destiny Geralt of Rivia." She spat. "Whether you choose to accept it or not, we are bound to one another in more ways than one." "I need no one." Geralt sneers as he moves closer to her. "Perhaps not, yet here we are." Rather than backing down she moves closer with the same ferocity. "You're a mystery, Pollux of Temeria. A female Witcher, are you sure you're not a God?" The witcher questioned looking down at the smaller woman who's chest was now pressed against his. "If I was, do you think I'd be wasting my time on you?"She snarled.