Fifteen years ago, a tragedy shattered the mystical world of the Naagins. The rulers of all serpents, the Naagaraja Rudra and Naagarani Bhavani, were brutally murdered, leaving their young daughter alone in a world that had turned against her. Shivani, their only child, survived-but the flames of vengeance grew within her heart, burning brighter with every passing year.
Now twenty-five, Shivani has returned-not as the innocent girl the world remembers, but as someone with a mission that could shake the foundations of both the human and Naagin realms. Hidden in plain sight, she enters the luxurious Mehra household, a family whose wealth and power conceal dark secrets, unaware that one among them is the cause of her lifelong suffering.
With her best friend Jyoti by her side, Shivani navigates a world of deceit, ambition, and forbidden love, all while keeping her true identity as the future Naagarani a secret. But in a world where every smile can mask betrayal and every gesture hides danger, how long can she walk the line b jietween love and revenge before the world-and her heart-discovers the truth?
Powerful, cunning, and mesmerizing, Shivani's journey is one of love, loyalty, and the irresistible pull of destiny. In the world of Naagins, some secrets are meant to be kept... but some must be unleashed.
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> 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.