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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Chapter 6

[Main mission issued: Bond with the Silver Fox Prince-successfully mark Prince Caelir Moore and win his true heart. Mission completion will unlock 20% system progress.]

Elena froze. Marking she could understand, but winning his true heart? What did that mean?

"What do you mean by 'winning his true heart'?" she asked mentally.

"Host must make the target truly fall in love with you, not just develop physiological dependence from marking."

Elena frowned. This was way harder than simple marking.

Ares bowed his head slightly. "Your Highness, I'm sorry to worry you."

Caelir helped Ares up, but his gaze fell on Elena. "She's the female who brought you back to your senses?"

Those red eyes held a playful glint, as if studying an interesting piece of art.

The moment their eyes met, Elena saw Caelir's face clearly. She was stunned.

Sharp, sculpted features. Straight nose. Thin lips with slightly upturned corners. Handsome, beautiful-he radiated an elegant yet seductive aura.

About six-foot-three, lean but solid. Broad shoulders, tight waist, defined muscles that weren't overdone. Clearly someone who trained regularly.

She could sense his natural charm and confidence in his gaze.

Unlike Ares's rugged, rough masculinity, Caelir was a man who knew exactly how attractive he was and how to use it.

System information unfolded in her mind:

[Crown Prince Caelir of the Noel Empire, beast form: silver fox. The Silver Fox Dynasty traditionally passes the throne to females. The current Empress lost fertility after bearing only two male heirs. With no female heir available, she designated Caelir as Crown Prince. Male rulers face major risks-if marked by scheming females, the empire could be indirectly controlled. Therefore, Prince Caelir remains unmated.]

"No wonder the system wants me to win his heart," Elena mused. "A prince afraid of female control wouldn't fall in love easily."

Elena had just processed the prince's information when she heard Ares answer somewhat awkwardly."Yes, Your Highness. I plan to take her to my estate."

Caelir chuckled softly. "Good, but you'll both come with me to the Royal Hospital first, then to the palace."

The prince's words were a notification, not a request.

After speaking, Caelir ignored Ares and Elena, turning to Vera nearby. His tone turned instantly cold. "Secretary, you eavesdropped on classified meeting content, violating Imperial Law Article 17. You're hereby dismissed for privacy invasion and detained for one month."

Hearing about detention, Vera's legs gave out. She collapsed.

She had indeed broken the law and couldn't argue back. She didn't dare argue with a prince who never gave females special treatment based on gender.

Vera's heart filled with hatred. A detention record meant her descendants could never work for the royal family again. And it was all Elena's fault!

Elena felt nothing hearing Vera's punishment. To her, Vera was a stranger. Besides, she had more important missions to complete.

Ares, however, deliberately observed Elena's reaction.

He was surprised she didn't gloat. Some females would smirk when other females suffered misfortune.

"Maybe she's different?" Kael suggested tentatively.

"Impossible. All females are the same-spoiled, selfish, love making males compete for them."

"But she..."

"She's just better at pretending," Ares cut Kael off.

Seeing Elena show no joy, Ares lowered his eyes to hide his confusion. This female was truly strange.

Soon, in the luxury hover vehicle heading to the capital, Ares discovered another odd thing about Elena.

The petite female could really eat. Gulp after gulp, she drank ten nutrition tubes in a row!

"My god, she's still drinking!" Kael said happily. "Is it because she's carrying our cub and needs nutrition?"

"Maybe she's just hungry!" Ares replied mentally. He didn't believe this F-class female could get pregnant by him so quickly.

"No female can eat this much," Kael's hope made Ares inexplicably irritated. He cut off communication with Kael, not letting its emotions affect him.

Ares's staring made Elena uncomfortable.

Nutrition fluid was the only food in this world, synthesized from various minerals. Regular females felt full after half a tube, splitting one tube between two meals.

She didn't know why she needed ten tubes, or why she vaguely felt she could handle another.

But Elena was too embarrassed to ask for more. Flavored nutrition fluid cost 1000 star coins per tube. Expensive.

Elena pretended to watch the scenery, avoiding the two males' gazes.

Seeing Elena turn to the window, Caelir couldn't help chuckling teasingly. "Looks like you'll need several more males to support your Matriarch, Ares. Ten thousand star coins per meal-your general's salary might not cover her appetite."

His tone was casual, but his eyes glinted mischievously. Obviously teasing Ares on purpose.

Ares fell silent. He wouldn't tell anyone he planned to sign a contract marriage with Elena. Since it was fake, he naturally didn't need to drain his savings supporting Elena.

As for Elena finding other male mates... whatever. As long as it didn't affect their planned agreement, Elena could find a hundred for all he cared.

Thinking this, Ares said flatly. "Taking mates is her freedom. I won't interfere."

Hearing this answer, obvious interest flashed in Caelir's red pupils.

He leaned forward slightly, voice curious.

"Really? Ares Hayes, the iron-hearted werewolf who believes in fated mate and hates multi-mate systems, now says he doesn't mind his Matriarch taking other males?"

As a close friend, Caelir knew Ares's personality too well. But now Ares had not only been marked by a female, he was saying he didn't care if his Matriarch took more mates.

Caelir turned his attention to Elena. She had a unique scent-sweet like peaches, making him want to get closer. The more he looked, the more charming every part of Elena seemed.

Remembering what his mother said in the online meeting, Caelir's eyes showed shrewd calculation.

Anyone who could restore a berserk 4S beastman to normal must have undergone rare secondary awakening, reaching 4S level mental power. No 4S-level female had ever appeared in the galaxy. If the Noel Empire possessed such a female, their galactic influence would definitely increase.

If Elena's supposed infertility was also a misdiagnosis, he might be ordered by his mother to share a Matriarch with Ares.

With him and Ares, his mother would probably restrict Elena from mating with other males, or the Silver Fox royal status could be threatened.

Soon, the hover vehicle stopped outside the Royal Hospital .

Having heard Caelir say they came for testing, Elena wasn't resistant at all.

At least I'll know my real strength. she thought.

Though females' mental power in this world couldn't attack, higher levels brought more life benefits.

"System, the test won't expose your existence, right?" Elena asked mentally.

"No. The system has disguised abilities as secondary awakening phenomena."

Elena relaxed, placing her hand on the testing stone. Information about the stone surfaced in her mind.

Legend said the testing stone was bestowed by the Beast God when beastmen were still in ancient times. Later, beastmen gradually evolved, entering the interstellar age after ten thousand years. The testing stone had been improved many times.

Now when females placed their hands on it, the stone emitted light while directly displaying S, A, B, C, D, E, F grades.

Additionally, after test results were confirmed, the female's data would be published on the Imperial Mating Bureau's Beast Mate System, allowing single males nationwide to submit mate applications.

Thinking about this, Elena felt nervous. Whatever the result, her life would change completely.

Suddenly she heard a male medical worker exclaim. "My god, white light, infinity symbol! Beast God, has the Beast God descended?"

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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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