Voidsworn: World in Her Hands

Voidsworn: World in Her Hands

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"Aren't the stars beautiful?" If only they weren't fake. Nothing but an illusion. But how can one ignore that? By never knowing, of course. So we must keep it a secret. A secret of gods. Something no one will ever find out. Follow our orders. I must follow all my orders. That's the only way to become Voidsworn. So if it means keeping a secret, I will keep a secret. If it means taking lives, I will take lives. Nothing can stop me from becoming a god. Nothing can hold me back from the power I am desperate to hold. The matrix needs to add someone new for once. Someone modern. "They're absolutely stunning, aren't they?" The promise. It's the only thing keeping me standing at this point. The stars I can never guarantee will be looking back down at me. No one can go against me.
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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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