The Beautiful Monster - Chapter 228 The fight (1)

In her previous life, she was betrayed by her husband and sister, who not only drugged her and forced her into a relationship with a stranger but ultimately conspired to kill her. After being reborn, she found herself in the body of a disgraced heiress, a girl who had hidden her identity and attended school in another city. She didn't excel in lessons and was unpopular among classmates and teachers. Besides, her family, with the exception of her grandfather, disliked her very much. Therefore, in this life, she vowed to avenge not only herself but also the soul who once inhabited this body.With her rebirth, she possesses a purple bracelet that grants her superpowers. She has access to a purple secret space, which contains mysterious towers, rare elixirs, and other enigmatic treasures. As she gradually unravels the secrets behind these superpowers, the purple bracelet suddenly shatters, sparking a new set of events.Caught in a maelstrom of time and space, she embarks on an extraordinary journey filled with unforeseen adventures. Is this rebirth a mere coincidence, or is it all part of a grander, predetermined plan?

A nordic romance that burns up coldly!

Vyendir is the world of mysterious Midnighters who gain supernatural powers when the cold moon embraces them.Anieal Starborne, the youngest daughter of the Starborne family, finds herself amidst the schemes of these mysterious beings.An accident caused by those midnighters leads her to become a Midnighter herself. However, she was much more than a simple Midnighter after all; she obtained the ability to gaze upon the threads of fate and materialise them in the physical world.After being granted the blessing of star essence, Anieal Starborne uses her power over threads, be it physical or spiritual, to weave through the mysteries of her world as she tries to reach her goals; to be free, to prove herself...But one who gazes upon fate can't stay the same...

Behind the calm smile lies a heart riddled with scars.Beneath the weight of fate burns an unyielding gaze.A body trapped in the abyss of despair—if it reaches out, can it grasp the light called hope?A soul locked upon the rack of destiny—if it prays sincerely, can it embrace the future called redemption?