MTL - Transmigration: The Life Winner’s Ex-Girlfriend - Chapter 8 Not seen in seven years

#WARNINGVivid descriptions of abuse scenes.Readers discretion is advised.They call it an honor, but everyone knows the truth.Every year, the Lycans choose one werewolf from the Feral Packs to attend Lunar Crest Academy. A place of wealth, power, and deadly secrets. A place no Feral has ever returned from.This year, that sacrifice is Lorraine AndersonBranded as the outcast of the ShadowFang Pack, she has endured years of torment at the hands of those who once called her family. Beaten, broken, and betrayed, she is now being handed over to the monsters that rule them all. The Lycans.She knows what awaits her.....death.But when she arrives at Lunar Crest Academy, she finds something even worse than death. A game.One where she is the lowest-ranked player.One where survival is impossible.And at the center of it all stands him.The Lycan prince. Cold. Ruthless. Dangerous. His red eyes seem to follow her every move, his presence a constant, suffocating force. She should fear him like everyone else. She should cower under his gaze.But she doesn’t.Because beneath his terrifying exterior, there’s something else. Something dark and possessive. Something that makes her heart pound in a way it never should.In a world where strength is everything and weakness means death, Lorraine has only one choice.... to fight.Even if it means challenging the very monsters that want to destroy her.Even if it means becoming something far more terrifying than anyone ever expected.Because one thing is certain…She will not die quietly.

Enemies To Lovers+ Unfiltered Smut + Billionaire Romance + Strong Female Lead.From this:“I’ve slept with every woman in this house. What will it take to get that divorce, Brianna? Do I have to go after your mother next?”To this:“I don’t want anyone if it’s not you, my dear wife.”Brianna thought her nightmare was finally over the night she made her abusive, cheating husband fall to his death.But when he woke up in the hospital, smiling at her with tender eyes and calling her “the most beautiful woman he’s ever met”… she knew something was terribly wrong.This wasn’t the man who humiliated her, mocked her, and destroyed her name.Now, her deadbeat husband has become a possessive, seductive, and obsessed doting stranger—one who claims he’ll cherish her forever.[Excerpt]“Wife, your hands are dirty now. Go wash them. I don't want his scent on you.”That seemed like a good enough excuse to regain her senses with the timeout. Brianna sighed, already turning to limp, but the grip from the bed suddenly became firmer.She tugged further, but to no avail. Sighing, “Lucian, let go. I need to go to the restroom. I need a moment to... to process this.”She tugged her slender wrist again, against his hold, but his fingers were a collar of iron. He didn't even look at the door. His dark, fixated eyes were locked onto the palm Marcus Thorne had just grabbed.Lucian's voice was heavy with the haze of the concussion and a terrifying, sudden possessiveness. “No. I don't want you out of my sight. Someone else might... hold your hands again.”“I am going five feet away. I'm not a child, and I'm certainly not a prisoner. Now, let go so I can get this… this man's sweat off my skin.”“I'll do it,” Lucian muttered.However, before Brianna could ask how, he pulled her hand toward his face. Her eyes widened as she realized his intent.“What are you doing, Lucian? Don't you dare—Don't you dare lick my hand!”Brianna flinched violently, dragging her body backward until she was nearly doubled over the edge of the bed, but he was immovable. His concussed brain had simplified the world: Stranger touched Wife. Stranger's scent must be replaced by mine.“Stay still, wife. It'll be quick.”“What kind of animal are you—! Lucian, stop! This is unhygienic! It's… it's psychotic!” Brianna turned desperately towards the corner where Marcus Thorne was still standing paralyzed by the sight!“Marcus! Well, don't just stand there! Do something! Help me!”Meanwhile, Marcus Thorne looked like he wanted to jump out of the window! He was watching the President of Better Health, the most powerful man in the city, bring his wife's hand to his mouth with the raw intent of a wolf.Marcus stammered, his hands shaking as he took a frantic step toward the door. “I-I think I'll just... I'll leave the couple to their... their private recovery. Yes. Intimate recovery.”“Marcus! Get back here!” Brianna cried out with wide eyes of disbelief.But Marcus refused to look back. He gestured vaguely with a trembling hand, looking as though he'd just witnessed a ritual he wasn't meant to survive, and ran into the hallway. The door clicked shut with a finality that sounded like a prison cell locking.Brianna stared at the wooden door, her mouth agape. “You coward! You—”“Wife, I told you. Stay still.”...From deadbeat to doting, her husband has changed overnight. But if he isn’t the man she married, then something is wrong with her husband!A/N: If you are looking for a story with a cold-blooded yet possessive CEO, a genius female lead who takes matters into her own hands, and a 'he falls first but she falls harder' dynamic with a twist,then this book is for you!This book is participating in the WSA 2026!If you enjoyed the first few chapters, please support me by adding this to your Library, leaving a Review, and voting with your Power Stones and Golden Tickets! Gifts are appreciated too! Your support helps this “Goddess” climb the ranks!

“I want to be free…”Kaiser Solace always dreamed to be free—from responsibilities, expectations, limits, and even the laws that bound humanity. To him, freedom was ultimate pleasure—an intoxicating dream beyond reach.However, his dream was not something attainable. In truth, true freedom could never exist. Yet, in a world ruled by control and measured by power, Kaiser saw hope in the ability he awakened—[Freedom].Though, raw and incomplete, it fueled his resolve to pursue his dream. With that ability, he slowly carved a path the world had never witnessed—a path to absolute freedom.

“So I can summon Heroines and Villainesses, but I just have to create them myself? Seems easy enough!”Max lived for one thing and one thing only: a good story. Novels were the only escape in his mundane life. However, all the light novels and manhwas he read had the same problem:Ruining female characters.In all these novels, the powerful heroines and terrifying villainesses were always reduced to one-dimensional trophies obsessed with the MC. They had no goals or purpose of their own.When Max discovered Awakener Supreme, he thought it would be different. It started out promising; a dark fantasy, detailed, consistent world building, a complex magic system and interesting characters.But everything went downhill pretty fast. To please the fans, the dark tone vanished, and the fierce female cast was reduced to shallow fan service.In a burst of anger, Max confronted the lead writer, criticizing him for ruining female characters, and claiming he could do a much better job at creating heroines and villainesses.He never expected the universe to take him at his word.Max suddenly wakes up inside the world of Awakener Supreme, and was given the chance to back up what he had claimed in the form of a unique class.⸢ You have awakened your Class ⸥⸢ Class: Architect - You can create heroines and villainesses and make them your Summons ⸥⸢ Class Group: Summoner ⸥Was Max all talk? Or can he truly create more powerful and consistent heroines and villainesses to help him survive the grim world of Awakener Supreme?