From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables - Chapter 1633

Solver Keter, one of the Five Lunatics of Lawless City, regresses to when he was the illegitimate son of a doomed archery family.“If I regressed and couldn’t even save my family, I might as well go kill myself.”For my family? No, for my freedom!

She was once a revered divine doctor but was betrayed and framed by a jealous senior sister, resulting in her soul transmigrating to another world.In a strange world, with her emaciated body, a poor family, a kind but bullied disabled father, and malicious relatives.An accident granted her the divine eyes, allowing her to not only see people's past and predict their future but also to discern the condition of their bodies.Even more peculiar was the worn bracelet on her hand, which turned out to be a space artifact from ancient times.The world was vast, and there were many eccentrics who ridiculed her family's status, unaware that in secrecy, she was a mysterious figure whom countless influential figures wanted to invite over for tea.Yet, as she relished the pleasures of being reborn, there were always people trying to provoke her!President Mo, what do you want?!If I can't provoke you, I can always hide from you, right?!

What do you do when you're a loser who is suddenly called the saviour of the world!? You use it as an opportunity to take charge of your own life while picking up cute girls along the way!

Han Luo is just that kind of person, a perverted loser who is suddenly told he is the saviour of the world.

“what do you mean I'm the only one!? cant you see I'm a loser!?”

“If you want to kill me then you are going to have to work for it! My life isn't that cheap!”

Join Han Luo on his journey through the post-apocalypse!

[P.S. This is tagged Overpowered because I always wanted to create someone unbelievably strong. So Han is going to become one of the damn strongest people on this entire site - not just this story. But a good story needs growth, not just a quick power dump, so he'll be a bit pitiful at first, around chapters 1-15. So please bear with me till he gets back from his first time skip. After then, you'll be in for the ride of your lives]

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Worked on it, so it's all good now.

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Meredith Carter was once the pride of her pack—until the Lunar Curse marked her as wolfless, unwanted, and a disgrace. Humiliated, abandoned, and rejected by her fated mate, she thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken her.But her curse came with a cruel side effect—wild, uncontrollable pheromones that drove men insane with desire and disgust. A scent so intoxicating, it made her a target.The night she was cast aside when her pheromones spiralled beyond control, Alpha Draven Oatrun—the most feared and untouchable Alpha in the kingdom—claimed her instead.But Draven doesn’t want love. He doesn’t even want her. His reasons for marrying her have nothing to do with fate.Thrust into a world of ruthless politics, deadly enemies, and a mate who sees her as nothing more than a pawn, Meredith must fight to survive, reclaim her dignity, and uncover the secrets behind her curse.Because something is awakening inside her. Something powerful. Something… ancient.And when the truth is revealed, not even Alpha Draven will be able to resist what she becomes.Rejected. Cursed. Desired. Chosen.Will Meredith break free from her fate?Above all, what is this mystical force pushing her to start a war?—Excerpt:“You may have claimed me,” Meredith whispered, her violet eyes burning with defiance, “but you will never own me.”Draven exhaled a low, dangerous laugh. His golden eyes gleamed as he caged her in, his presence suffocating.“Own you?” His voice was velvet and steel. “Little wolf, I don’t need to own you.”He brushed a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear—a touch so light, yet it sent shivers down her spine.“Because whether you like it or not…” His breath ghosted against her skin. “Your body already responds to me.”Meredith clenched her jaw, ignoring the traitorous warmth pooling deep inside her. It was the pheromones. It had to be.“I hate you,” she forced out.“Good,” Draven smirked. Because hate was just another form of obsession.