The Scumbag's Regret: My Lethal Comeback

When Karina opened her eyes, she had transmigrated from a blood-soaked war zone into the body of a despised, D-list Hollywood "vase." Before she could even process the glaring lights, the lead actress went entirely off-script, swinging a vicious slap right at her face. Karina's muscle memory took over, nearly crushing the woman's wrist in a steel grip, but a much harsher reality was waiting for her back home. The original owner had maxed out every credit card to buy a Ferrari and Rolexes for a scumbag idol named Kole, leaving Karina buried under a staggering three million dollar debt. To make matters worse, Kole and the lead actress were teaming up as the main couple on a hit wilderness dating show. Her agent told her she was contractually obligated to join the cast as their pathetic, obsessed ex-girlfriend, while millions of rabid fans spammed death threats online, waiting to watch her cry and break. To a warlord who had crawled out of mass graves, this cyberbullying was a joke, but the crushing capitalist debt was a real threat. "I'd like to see how hard the bones of these greenhouse flowers really are." Karina chopped off her cheap blonde hair, scrubbed off the hideous makeup to reveal a lethal, flawless face, and packed her tactical survival gear. If they wanted to use her as a stepping stone, she was going to show them what a real massacre looked like—while a certain untouchable A-list actor secretly listened to every bloodthirsty thought echoing in her mind.

Chapters

Chapter 6

Night fell over Los Angeles. Karina sat cross-legged on the lumpy, faded sofa in her run-down apartment. A massive, greasy Hawaiian pizza sat in an open cardboard box on the coffee table.

She took a huge bite, the hot, stringy cheese burning her tongue in the best way possible. She let out a sigh of pure contentment and swiped her thumb across her phone screen, opening Twitter.

The trending topics were a bloodbath.

KarinaAbbottSetBully, CancelKarina, and GetOutOfHollywood dominated the top three spots, accompanied by glaring red 'Hot' tags.

Candice's troll farms had done their job. They released a blurry, heavily edited video that cut out Candice's initial slap. It only showed Karina violently grabbing Candice's wrist and throwing her to the floor.

The comment section was a cesspool of slut-shaming and death threats. Candice's rabid fans were spamming the feed, demanding Karina be permanently blacklisted.

Karina stared at the vicious curses with a completely blank face. Her heart rate didn't even spike. Honestly, she thought the pineapple on this pizza was roasted to perfection.

To a survivor who had crawled out of mass graves in a war zone, this bloodless, cyber-bullying felt like the impotent rage of kindergarteners.

She clicked on Candice's latest tweet. It was a masterclass in manipulation: "I had a little scare on set today, but my senior taught me a valuable lesson. I'll keep working hard. [Crying selfie]"

Karina let out a cold, sharp laugh. Her fingers flew across the keyboard. She didn't use a burner account. She quote-tweeted Candice directly from her official, verified page.

[Caption: If your skin is that thick, why didn't you get your chin implant fixed while you were at it? You're welcome. Just doing my job as your senior. ]

She hit send, tossed the phone into the corner of the sofa, and went back to systematically destroying the rest of the pizza.

Within ten minutes of that unapologetic tweet going live, it had been retweeted over a hundred thousand times, causing the app to lag and momentarily crash for some users. The internet lost its collective mind.

Miles away, in the penthouse office of the Stein Media Group, Jefferson stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking down at the glittering grid of Los Angeles.

Julian burst through the heavy oak doors, sweating profusely and waving a tablet. "Boss! Karina has lost her damn mind! She just publicly accused Candice of plastic surgery on her main account!"

Jefferson turned around. He took the tablet and read the arrogant, ruthless response. A deep, genuine wave of amusement washed through his amber eyes.

This was the feral cat he had heard in his head, threatening roundhouse kicks. She didn't back down. Her claws were razor-sharp.

"Tell the PR department to buy the full, unedited security footage from the set. But do not release it. Keep it locked down," Jefferson ordered, his voice cool and calculated.

"Why not release it now? ! It would instantly clear her name and destroy Candice!" Julian yelled, completely baffled.

"Releasing it now is boring." Jefferson tossed the tablet onto his mahogany desk. His tone was pure, dark manipulation. "I want to let this fire burn until the exact moment the reality show goes live. Then, we turn it into a nuclear bomb."

Julian looked at his boss's ruthless expression and felt a chill run down his spine. He silently prayed for Candice's soul.

Meanwhile, the doorbell to Karina's apartment buzzed frantically. Her agent, Rachel Webb, was pounding on the door like a maniac.

Karina walked over, chewing on a piece of pizza crust, and yanked open the heavy security door.

"Karina Abbott! Do you have a death wish? ! Who told you to post that tweet? !" Rachel screamed, storming into the apartment and tearing at her own hair.

Karina handed her a paper towel. Her tone was as detached as a bystander's. "I was just stating a fact. She definitely has a chin implant. I felt it when I grabbed her."

Rachel choked, rolling her eyes to the ceiling. She collapsed onto the sofa. "The whole internet is boycotting your appearance on Heartbeat Weekly! The producers are under massive pressure to drop you!"

"Then cancel the contract. I didn't want to go anyway." Karina shrugged, walking over to the fridge and pulling out a cold can of cola.

"Cancel? ! Do you think you can afford the breach of contract fee? !" Rachel leaped up, unzipping her briefcase and slamming a thick stack of bills onto the coffee table.

"Look at these! The original Karina maxed out every single credit card in your name to buy that scumbag Kole limited-edition watches and sports cars! You are currently three million dollars in debt! I've been trying to negotiate with the banks for months, hoping to keep this quiet, but with this new scandal blowing up, they're panicking and calling in all your debts at once! We're completely out of time, Karina!"

Karina's hand froze on the pop-tab of the cola can. The lazy indifference vanished from her eyes, replaced by a shock and fury so intense it made the air in the room drop ten degrees.

"Three... million... dollars?" she ground out through clenched teeth, staring at the stack of paper.

The impenetrable defenses of a war zone warlord had just been brutally shattered by the crushing weight of capitalist debt.

Continue to next part

"My brother is off-limits. And you're really not the type to break promises." Those were the words Sienna gave me the day I moved in. But she didn't know how hard it would be when I walked into the house to find her older brother, Zayne Bellandi, dark, dangerous, and annoyingly attractive, waiting for me. Not just in my new home... but in every corner of my life. And let's not forget how my last relationship ended: watching the guy I thought I loved marry someone else. But here I am, falling into the one thing I promised I'd never touch.

Action Modern Romance

9.3

Escaping Into The Dangerous Devil's Arms

9.3

My father ordered me to marry into the cursed Vaughn family. Their heirs were rumored to die young from a mysterious genetic agony. My sister Kayden laughed, saying she wasn't going to waste her youth planning a funeral. So, I became the sacrificial lamb. When I refused, my father slammed his hand on the table and threatened to throw my dead mother's ashes into the city dump. "You are a struggling actress with no money and no power. You have no choice," he told me coldly. To make matters worse, my own agent drugged my drink at a business dinner, trying to sell my body to a sleazy investor just to secure project funding. I was completely cornered, suffocating under the weight of their cruelty. I couldn't understand how my own flesh and blood could be so vicious, treating me like a worthless pawn to be traded and discarded. But none of them knew that while escaping the drug-laced dinner, I crashed directly into the terrifying Vaughn heir, Algot. When his glowing crimson eyes locked onto me during a violent episode of his cursed pain, we discovered an impossible truth: my physical touch was the only cure for his agony. Looking at the dark bruises he accidentally left on my neck, I chose not to run. Instead, I pulled out the private business card he gave me and dialed his number. "You need me," I whispered to the dangerous billionaire. "And I am going to use you to destroy them all."

Action Billionaire Modern Vampire

9.7

Flash Marriage To The Alpha Colonel

9.7

I was an intern nurse working exhausting shifts, yet my mother constantly forced me into blind dates with wealthy, arrogant men to secure our family's social standing. During a terrifying hospital lockdown, an assassin disguised as a doctor held a scalpel to my throat. I was almost killed, but a high-ranking military colonel threw his own body down a flight of concrete stairs to shield me. I survived with cuts and bruises, but when I went home, my mother didn't care about my near-death experience. She was only furious that I had rushed out on my blind date with Preston, a rich financial analyst. She forced me to meet him to apologize. When Preston grabbed my arm, bruised me, and mocked my attack as a pathetic lie, my mother still took his side. "Men get angry," she told me coldly. "It's your job not to provoke them. You will beg for his forgiveness, or you are no longer welcome in this house." I had narrowly escaped an assassin, yet my own family was willing to feed me to a monster just for a fat paycheck and neighborhood gossip. My heart went completely dead. So, when the intimidating Colonel appeared, offering me maximum military protection through a sudden marriage, I didn't hesitate. I walked back into my parents' house and calmly slapped a crisp marriage certificate onto the coffee table. "I won't be apologizing to Preston. I got married today."

Action Modern Romance

7.1

His Dangerous Touch

7.1

Aurora Andrews has never known a life free from pain. Orphaned and left in the care of her cruel uncle and aunt, she endured years of abuse that taught her the safest place was in the shadows. But even in college, her silence couldn't shield her from the cruelty of her peers. Just as she reaches her breaking point, fate intervenes in the form of Alexander Mark, the powerful and enigmatic CEO of the Vanguard Group company. Alexander saves her from a nightmare, but one impulsive, accidental night binds their fates together. When the morning light comes, he leaves her with a heartless dismissal, assuming she is just another gold digger looking for a payout. But Aurora carries a secret more precious than anything. Forced to drop out of school to protect her unborn baby, Aurora fights to survive in a world that wants to break her. But the shadows of her past are closing in; what will happen when her abusive aunt and uncle discover she is pregnant? And what will become of her when Alexander Mark walks back into her life, unaware of the child growing in her womb? He left her thinking she was a whore. But the truth is far more dangerous. When their paths inevitably cross again, will he accept the child as his own? Or will he destroy the only chance Aurora has at a happy ending? "I'm not a whore, I promise you, Sir. I just wanted to save you... and nothing else."

Action Billionaire Modern

7.8

My Husband Sold Our Child for Business

7.8

In a chilling betrayal, a woman discovers her husband bartered their own child to secure a corporate deal. This horrific realization shatters her domestic life, forcing her into a desperate race against time. As she navigates a dangerous web of greed and corporate secrets, she must transform into a relentless force to recover her lost child. Trust is a luxury she cannot afford while hunting the man who valued profit over blood.

Action Modern Mystery

7.5

My Husband's Secret, My Silent War

7.5

On our third wedding anniversary, my husband's "best friend," Jade, told a room full of people about the night she spent kissing a scar on his hip. My husband, Julian, just laughed. He chose her, not me. That night, I found their secret group chat. They called me "the ball and chain." But the worst message was from Julian. He confessed he'd been swapping my birth control pills with placebos for a year, all while promising to be a sperm donor for her. He had held me while I cried over my "unexplained infertility," telling me I was all he needed. It was all a sick, calculated lie. The next morning, he left for her birthday trip, forgetting it was my birthday too. He told me to stay home. Instead, I got in my car and followed them. I was done watching my marriage die. It was time to burn his world to the ground.

Action Mystery Romance

The Scumbag's Regret: My Lethal Comeback

Chapter 6

You may also like