After Rebirth, The Strongest Beasts Are Obsessed With Me

Elena died on the operating table, betrayed by her husband, her unborn child already gone. But death? Just her intermission. She woke up in a whole new world-a beastmen's world, where females are rarer than diamonds and the strongest males go mad without a woman's mark to calm them down. And her? Labelled the weakest female alive. An F-rank body with a joke of a status. But hidden inside? Unlimited mental power. Just as she's figuring out this mess, a system pops up with one hell of an offer: Complete the missions. Bond with assigned males. Save this world. Do all that, and you get a one-way ticket back home. for revenge. Sounds simple? Think again. A Wolf General, colder than a blizzard, who should have ended her-ended up letting her mark him. A Fox Prince, all charming smiles and secret schemes, who started playing games only to lose his own heart. A golden Dragon, sunshine-bright and fiercely possessive, who declares her his destined treasure. A shadowy Serpent, too patient and too dangerous, watching her every move from the dark. A Phoenix King, whose love burns so hot he'd reduce empires to cinders for her. They all need her mark. They all want her. And sharing? Not in their vocabulary. Too bad for them- She's not here for love stories. She's here to survive. To climb. To turn their legendary power into her own stepping stones. And one day. To go back and make her betrayers wish they were never born.

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Ares pulled his cock from her vagina, his eyes darkening as he admired her pulsing entrance still contracting after her climax.

Her thighs trembled uncontrollably, but his desire was far from satisfied-his cock remained hard, jutting upward demandingly.

Without warning, he pressed down on her again, folding her legs back against her chest, exposing her completely. This time, there was no hesitation as he drove his entire length into her in one brutal thrust, slamming against her cervix.

"No-wait-AH!" Elena's pleas shattered into broken cries.

Holding her nearly folded in half, Ares began ruthlessly pounding into her. After several savage thrusts, her cervix gave way, allowing him even deeper access.

"AAAGH!" Elena screamed, her voice breaking. Her stomach visibly bulged with each thrust, letting her feel every movement of his cock as it ravaged her deepest parts. Ares placed his palm on her flat stomach, as if wanting to feel himself moving inside her.

He varied his angles and depth-sometimes withdrawing completely before slamming back in, sometimes grinding against her tender inner walls with quick, shallow thrusts. The mixture of unbearable pain and primal pleasure threatened to tear Elena's consciousness apart. Every impact forced broken whimpers from her throat.

When the pain seemed endless, Elena had only one thought left: make it stop.

Now, the only way to end this torment seemed to be making him come.

Fighting through the aching soreness that threatened to tear her body apart and the dizziness clouding her mind, she struggled to move her hips on the rough fur beneath them. Her slick inner walls contracted desperately around him as she begged between sobs, "Cum inside me... please... fill me up..."

Ares paused briefly before unleashing an even more violent assault. After dozens of merciless thrusts, he growled deeply and flooded her newly opened womb with hot spurts of cum.

At the exact moment of his release, Elena felt the base of his cock swell dramatically inside her-a hot, hard knot rapidly expanding, locking her in place as it stretched her entrance beyond what she thought possible.

"No! Too much... AH!" She cried out at this new, more intense pressure. Massive amounts of semen pumped into her deepest parts with nowhere to escape, visibly swelling her lower belly.

Ares released a satisfied, low whimper, trembling as he pulled her closer. Even after finishing, his instincts drove him to press forward, ensuring his knot was buried as deeply as possible, trapping every drop of his seed inside her.

Now!

With their bodies completely joined and locked together, Elena fought through the stretching pain and dizziness. She turned her head sharply and sank her teeth into Ares's exposed neck, her small fangs breaking his skin.

A sharp pain made Ares's body stiffen. A rumbling growl vibrated in his throat, but instead of pushing her away, he held her tighter, as if accepting this deeper confirmation of their bond.

Simultaneously, Elena closed her eyes and concentrated every remaining ounce of strength to thrust her mental power into Ares's chaotic mental consciousness.

In their shared mental consciousness, her spiritual form manifested as an agile, alert leopard cat. At the center of the primal, storm-like mental terrain crouched a massive, majestic black wolf with burning eyes.

The leopard cat ran directly toward the wolf. Instead of the expected violent clash, the wolf simply lowered its head, touching its wet nose to the smaller cat, then extended its rough, broad tongue to lick the cat's fur with intimate, soothing strokes.

An indescribable comfort and sense of connection washed through Elena's entire body with each mental contact.

As their mental power began to intertwine uncontrollably, Elena felt Ares's immense, furry wolf tail possessively wrap around her body.

"Mmm..." A deep, satisfied sigh rumbled from Ares's throat, echoing directly in her ear and throughout her mental consciousness.

The sound was almost magical. Elena's mind went blank as she sank into a warm, soft cloud of sensation.

Intense pleasure exploded from the depths of her soul, washing away most of the pain and exhaustion.

Sweat dripped down her face as her flushed cheeks and dazed eyes showed exactly how she felt. She couldn't help gently licking the bleeding bite mark she'd left on his neck, a permanent sign of their bond.

After they joined both physically and mentally, Elena's mental power deliberately left a small piece of itself in Ares's mental consciousness. That tiny, warm, playful light lovingly rubbed against the black wolf's chin before curling up next to his huge form and making itself at home.

The marking was complete.

Elena slowly pulled the rest of her mental power back. As the last connection to Ares's mental consciousness broke, crushing emptiness and weakness hit her. Her body went limp, too weak to even lift a finger, only able to lie in Ares's still-burning embrace, feeling his knot pulsing deep inside her.

Just then, the familiar robotic voice of the system spoke in her head.

[Congratulations, host. First mission objective successfully completed.]

[Mission evaluation: Perfect. Successfully soothe and mark Ares Hayes.]

[Skill unlocked: 'Self-Healing Ability Lv.1.' Host's physical damage can now self-repair, physical constitution greatly enhanced to B level. Skill can be upgraded through further mission completion.]

[System authority unlock progress: 10%. Function Unlocked: Active Conversation Mode]

Elena sighed with relief. She would live.

About fifteen minutes later, Elena felt the knot inside her gradually receding as Ares's body temperature slowly returned to normal.

Still dazed, she noticed Ares suddenly stiffen beside her as he carefully moved away.

His green eyes still held traces of desire, his tanned skin flushed and sweat trailing down his muscled chest. But when he looked at her, his expression hardened with anger.

"Damn it! You marked me?!"

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Halie woke up to a sharp pain and a terrifying reality. She was in a new body, her face covered in a hideous web of scars, and her spiritual power reduced to a pathetic D-Class. Before she could even process the memories of being framed, her bedroom doors were violently kicked open. Her sister Seraphina sauntered in with a venomous sneer, followed closely by Halie's S-Class fiancé, Jett. "Look at the disgrace of the Avila family. What a waste," Seraphina mocked, throwing a mirror at her bed. "I can't be tied to a cripple. As an S-Class, I have to break our engagement," Jett added, his gaze full of disgust. The nightmare didn't stop there. Her father called, screaming about how she had shamed the family name. He officially stripped her of her inheritance, froze all her accounts, and exiled her to the decaying Southern District to rot. To make matters worse, a cold, mechanical voice suddenly echoed in her skull, warning her of an impending genetic collapse. Without an immediate energy infusion, she would face total organ failure in thirty days. A ruined face, a treacherous family, a world that wanted her dead, and a literal death clock ticking in her brain. The original owner had died in absolute despair, a tragic victim of sheer cruelty. But if they thought she would just sit there and die, they were severely mistaken. Armed with a mysterious system and her brilliant scientist mind from her past life, Halie packed her bags. She chose the craziest survival quest: head to the slums, find the exiled, sterile S-Class "madman" Coleman, and cure him to harvest his life energy. It was time to start her counterattack.

Adventure Horror LitRPG Modern Sci-Fi

9.2

His Unwanted Wife Is Another Man's Treasure

9.2

The exact moment Marcus Thorne, the most violent Capo on the East Coast, chose to leave our anniversary dinner to answer his mistress's call, I didn't cry. "Business," he rumbled, ignoring the untouched meal I had cooked. "Don't cause a scene, Ellie," he commanded before walking out the door. I later found out his "business" was a polo match with Izzy. She posted a photo of them laughing, her hand on his chest, wearing the shirt I bought him. When I tried to leave, he humiliated me publicly. He kissed her on stage at a gala, just to prove he could. He told his men I was merely acting out. "Ellie is the furniture," he laughed. "You don't throw away antique furniture just because you bought a new TV." But the final blow came when a bomb detonated at a family gathering. Marcus didn't look for me. He dove to cover Izzy with his body. He actually stepped over my bleeding leg to carry her to safety, leaving me in the dust and debris. He thought I was trapped. He thought I was dependent on his money and his name. He thought I would be waiting at home when he was done playing hero. He was wrong. I signed the divorce papers, destroyed my wedding ring, and boarded a one-way flight to Italy. Three months later, when he finally tracked me down in Tuscany, he fell to his knees in the street, begging me to come back. But I just held the hand of the man standing next to me—a man who treated me like a partner, not a prop. "You are trespassing," I said coldly. "Go home, Marcus."

Adventure Modern Romance

7.5

His wife was never meant to survive

7.5

Arthur Lucas is a billionaire who survives by control, not love. When a scandal threatens to destroy his empire, he needs a wife fast. Someone clean, respectable, and silent. Kiah Taylor needs money to save her brother from prison. Their contract marriage is supposed to be simple. But the scandal isn't about Arthur. It's about Kiah. The moment she becomes his wife, enemies close in. Secrets surface. Lives are threatened. Love becomes dangerous. And survival is no longer guaranteed.

Adventure Modern Romance

7.4

Lemonade Dreams

7.4

"When life handed me lemons, I learned to survive bitterness. Now I'm learning to build groves." Tiara Gold's world shatters at age eight when her parents die in a tragic accident. What follows is a calculated theft-her father's relatives strip her of inheritance, education, and dignity, forcing her into menial labor in the very home that was supposed to be her safe haven. Beaten down but unbroken, Tiara flees to the streets of Ibadan, where survival becomes her education and resilience her means of living. Through the mentorship of Aunty Bisi-a fierce market woman with her own scars-and friendships forged in hardship, Tiara rebuilds herself word by word, meal by meal, dream by dream. When she earns a scholarship to a University in Lagos, she meets Deba, a gentle medical student whose love challenges everything she's learned about trust and vulnerability. As her success grows, so does the threat from her past. Tiara must face her relatives in court, reclaim her stolen legacy, and decide whether opening her heart to love is worth the risk of being shattered again. This is a story about the alchemy of pain-how bitterness, when refused dominion, becomes the foundation for extraordinary sweetness.

Adventure Romance Young Adult

7.2

Mated To The Possessive Wolf Admiral

7.2

I am a top-tier Alpha from another universe, but a spatial jump error dropped me straight into a high-security military isolation chamber. Right in front of me was a terrifying, silver-haired wolf-beastman Admiral, completely losing his mind to a lethal biological heat cycle. To survive in this strange dimension where my powers were restricted, I had to pretend to be a helpless, terrified girl. Surprisingly, my mere presence and scent instantly cured his incurable madness. But this backfired horribly. He became obsessively possessive, treating me like a fragile, priceless treasure. When I managed to sneak out to the city's lawless slums to gather intel and accidentally saved a dying panther boy, the Admiral went completely feral. He brought an entire war fleet, blotting out the sky, just to "rescue" me. He nearly slaughtered the boy out of blind jealousy, forcing me to throw myself into his arms and cry fake tears to stop the bloodshed. "I'm taking you home. No one will ever hurt you again." He brought me to his flagship's secret medical bay and ordered the Empire's chief doctor to run a full genetic classification test on me. I panicked. If they discovered my true identity as an off-world Alpha, I would be dissected or executed. I immediately commanded my AI system to fake my blood data, aiming for a perfectly average, forgettable Omega result. But as the machine processed my blood, the alarms blared, and the system overloaded. The old doctor fell to his knees in absolute worship, and the terrifying Admiral looked at me with wild, starving eyes. My system had overcompensated. I wasn't registered as average. I was just classified as the only SSSSS-grade Omega in the history of the universe.

Adventure LGBT+LitRPG Sci-Fi Werewolf

9.1

Reborn To Escape The Cruel Mate

9.1

I'm Brooke, a she-wolf who loved Julian fiercely until his accident tore us apart. Trapped in a cruel pack alliance, I endured betrayal and violence, faking my death to escape. Reborn as Lydia in Orinvale Town, I built a new life as a lifeguard and restaurateur, clinging to Julian's memory. Six years later, fate reunited us, but he's a stranger with no past. As we rediscover our bond, I confront old wounds and buried truths, finding strength to reclaim my heart.

Adventure Fantasy Romance

After Rebirth, The Strongest Beasts Are Obsessed With Me

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