"There are things beneath the skin of the world that do not breathe, but hunger.
They move in silence, cloaked in myth, hidden in the folds of time and shadow. Their names have been lost, buried beneath war and fire, their worship long forbidden. But they endure.
In forgotten places-beneath mountains, beyond the reach of moonlight-a cult thrives in secret, ancient as the first spilling of blood.
They are not men, nor wholly beast, but something colder, older, something that drinks from the living to remember what it means to feel alive.
Most believe such creatures belong to stories, whispered to frighten children. But stories have roots. And when the world is distracted by dragons and thrones, the dead find space to
rise."
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The Dance of the Dragons had come to an end, with the greens victory. And whilst one holds a secret, it seems the fight is not yet over.
"Leave one dragon alive, and the fire never dies."
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ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO GEORGE R.R MARTIN & HBO STUDIO
×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.