Reborn Aristocrat: Oppressing - Chapter 1881

Betrayed by his own werewolf clan and left to die in a forbidden vampire crypt, Lucien Drake awakens something ancient—something monstrous.His blood ignites the Crimson System, binding him to a long-lost vampire bloodline rumored to be more powerful than the vampire lords and deadlier than any alpha.Now reborn as a hybrid of vampire and werewolf, Lucien gains powers no being should wield. The System whispers, hungers, and rewards him for one thing: domination—of bloodlines, enemies, and women.With every kill, he evolves. With every seduction, his power multiplies. And with every conquest, the world bends closer to its knees.But ancient forces stir. Vampire princesses, werewolf queens, and dark priestesses all want him… dead, bound, or in their bed.In a world where the strong rule by blood, Lucien is rewriting the laws of nature—and he'll either claim the throne of night...Or drown the world in crimson fire.> “You think I'm a monster? You haven't even seen what I become when I climax with your queen.”

[Sweet romance + Comedy + Marriage before love + Direct approach + Both leads are witty] [Spoiler 1: The son is the male lead’s biological child. If this bothers you, please avoid.] [Spoiler 2: About twenty chapters involve the entertainment industry and reality shows, but it’s just the female lead observing drama! She doesn’t enter the industry herself! If this bothers you, please avoid.]The entire story has a comedic style. The protagonist’s mother won’t appear, and there’s no melodrama between the main couple because others have already used up all the drama!My name is Nian Sui’an, and I’m 25 years old. My parents gave me this name hoping for my safety and well-being year after year, but unfortunately, even this simple wish couldn’t be fulfilled. At 3 AM one day, while I was enjoying a CEO’s passionate love story on a certain green app, my phone knocked me into a strange world. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself as a young stepmother in a CEO world. From then on, the drama runs deep, and integrity becomes a stranger. Send me 50 bucks, and I’ll share my plan to enjoy all this juicy gossip.My name is Gu Junxing. As you can tell from my name, I’m definitely a CEO. However, in the world of CEOs, due to my law-abiding nature and punctual tax payments, I can only be an ordinary entrepreneur. But recently, at the ripe age of 35, I married a 25-year-old young wife, which suddenly earned me a place in the “May-December Romance” section of the “CEO Trending List.”My name is Gu Zhijing. As you can tell from my name, I’m also destined to become a CEO. But right now, I’m only 15 years old, so I’m just an ordinary high school student.

“How do you treat ants? Gods will treat you the same!” – Yuan Chenfei.

On this day, Gods finally appeared.
Not for destruction, not for slavery, but just for playing a game…

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You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late.I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan—“Mommy?”I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.”“Mommy!”I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?”He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?”I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside.I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game.Well, we may just survive this mess after all.Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes.I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival.For Leo and me.Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.