A race against fate

A race against fate

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication sam., janv. 10, 2026
Maddy is a teenage girl who's stuck in an endless timeloop which ends with her death. She's been trying for a while to free herself from the same situation, just in a different look but it's impossible due to her destined lover, Kitsari, always getting in her way despite them sharing the same goal. this is the last time she'll listen to him. Because she will free herself on her own this time.
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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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