A Winter's Solstice

A Winter's Solstice

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Everyone is disappearing. Vanishing without a trace and no one can figure out why. For the first time in a long time, the gods of the seasons must set their differences aside and come together not only to save their kingdoms but each other as well. " alright love birdies let's g-" " love birdies? Did you just call two gods birdies?" " I'm a god too! It's not like I was insulting them! The term love birds is just so overused!" " as opposed to birdies.."
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×MATURE× > She died a jobless anime binge-watcher. She woke up a chubby, unwanted beast bride. Odette didn't ask for a second life-especially not in the body of a despised gray swan with five drop-dead-gorgeous beastmen husbands who can't even look her in the eye. Forgotten by her tribe, accused of crimes she didn't commit, and left to drown by the very men who vowed to protect her... it should've ended there. But fate-no, a shady cosmic system-had other plans. Armed with a cheat-like storage space, a secondhand body, and five cold marks on her hand proving none of her husbands ever claimed her, Odette decides it's time to rewrite this beastly romance into her own personal revenge story. Who needs loyalty when she can hoard hotter husbands? Who needs love when she can live deliciously petty? Let the ex-husbands regret. Let the new suitors line up. And let the Swan Queen rise-feathers, fat rolls, and all.

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