Pampered By The Ruthless Tycoon Guardian
Kenzie, the former leader of the Aegis Alliance, opened her eyes to find herself reincarnated as a freezing, abandoned infant in a wet cardboard box.
She was rescued from the rain by Devin Ayers, a ruthless billionaire, and rushed to a private hospital, but a deadly threat was already waiting for her.
The ER doctor, Desiree Dillon, approached her with a syringe. Through a sudden burst of telepathy, Kenzie read the doctor's dark thoughts. Desiree wasn't trying to cure her fever. She deliberately ignored the safe dosage, drawing a lethal amount of Diazepam to permanently silence the crying baby and disguise it as sudden infant death.
"This will make it all go away," Desiree smiled gently, the needle glinting as it moved inches from Kenzie's arm.
Trapped in a weak, paralyzed three-month-old body, Kenzie couldn't run, fight, or even speak. She could only watch the poison inch closer.
How could she survive death only to be assassinated in a hospital bed by a corrupt doctor? She used to command armies. The sheer injustice and terror of dying completely helpless in this tiny body ignited a blinding rage inside her.
Refusing to be a victim again, Kenzie pushed her newborn brain to its absolute limit and unleashed a desperate telepathic scream directly into the billionaire's mind.
"Poison! She's trying to kill me!"
Devin, who had been looking away, suddenly froze, his icy gray eyes locking onto the doctor's wrist.
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Chapter 8
The rain was coming down harder now, turning the city into a blur of lights and water. Sterling carried Desiree into the underground parking garage, his jaw clenched tight. He dumped her unceremoniously into the back seat of the Rolls-Royce.
"Gus, her apartment. Fast," Sterling ordered, sliding into the seat beside her and slamming the door.
The car pulled out into the chaotic Manhattan traffic. The wipers beat a frantic rhythm against the windshield. Inside the car, the silence was suffocating.
Desiree was still gasping, her hand clutching her chest. But when Sterling turned his head to look out the window, her gasps stopped. Her face smoothed out. The fear and pain vanished, replaced by a cold, predatory calculation.
Up in the VIP suite, Kenzie was pressed against the glass, her tiny hands leaving prints on the window. She stared down at the black car disappearing into the city. She closed her eyes and pushed her mind out, stretching her telepathic abilities to their absolute limit.
Static crackled in her brain. The distance was making the connection fuzzy. Then, like a radio tuning into a station, Desiree's thoughts blasted into Kenzie's mind, loud and clear.
"You idiot," Desiree was thinking, a triumphant sneer in her mental voice. "You actually fell for it. You're taking me right where I want you to go."
Kenzie's heart dropped. She listened in horror as the plan unfolded in Desiree's twisted mind.
"The GHB is in the liquor cabinet. Just one drink and you'll be putty in my hands. The cameras are already rolling. 360 degrees, high definition. By morning, every board member of the Coleman Group will have a copy of you in bed with me."
Kenzie broke out in a cold sweat. GHB. The date rape drug. It was colorless, odorless, and completely destroyed a person's ability to resist or remember.
"Once the video is out, you'll be begging to marry me to save the family name. And half the trust fund will be mine," Desiree's thoughts gloated.
Kenzie snapped her eyes open. She screamed in her mind, a desperate, piercing warning. "She's setting you up! It's a honey trap! GHB in the drinks! Cameras in the bedroom! She's going to film you and blackmail the entire family!"
Devin was standing by the window, lighting a cigar. The lighter flame paused an inch from the tip. The words "GHB," "cameras," and "blackmail" hit him like a physical force.
He let the lighter snap shut. He didn't doubt the voice. Not anymore. But the implications were staggering. A sex tape involving the Coleman heir would be a disaster of nuclear proportions.
"You have to stop him!" Kenzie yelled, her mental voice raw with urgency. "Once he drinks that, it's over! The stock will tank! The board will revolt! You'll lose billions!"
The mention of the stock price and the billions was the final push. Devin's eyes went cold. He crushed the unlit cigar in his fist, grinding the expensive tobacco into dust over the carpet. He pulled out his phone and dialed Sterling's number.
It rang. And rang. And went to voicemail.
In the back of the Rolls-Royce, Desiree smiled. Her hand was in her purse, her finger resting on the button of a small, portable signal jammer. She always kept the jammer with her when meeting Sterling, a precaution to ensure their private conversations remained private and couldn't be tracked by corporate spies. Tonight, however, it served a much darker purpose. She had come prepared.
Sterling looked at his phone, seeing the "No Signal" icon. He tossed it onto the dashboard in annoyance. "Dead zone," he muttered.
Devin tried again. And again. Nothing. The calls weren't even going through.
"She's jamming the signal!" Kenzie realized, panic clawing at her throat. "She's not taking any chances! Devin, she's going to destroy him! You have to go! Now!"
Devin didn't need to be told again. He turned on his heel, his coat flaring out behind him. He strode out of the room, his face a mask of lethal intent.
"Arthur!" he barked as he hit the hallway. "Get the car. The fastest one. Now!"
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8.3
Betrayed at the altar. Replaced by her own sister.
On what should have been the happiest day of her life, Amara loses everything-her fiancé, her dignity, and her future.
But that same night, a dangerous man steps out of the shadows with an offer she can't refuse.
Marriage. Power. Revenge.
Now bound to a ruthless CEO, Amara is ready to destroy everyone who betrayed her.
There's just one problem...
Her new husband knows more about her past than he should.
And the closer she gets to revenge-
the more she realizes she may have married the man who ruined her in the first place.
7.6
Jocelyn Yang lived in the grand Turner Mansion, not as a guest, but as a prisoner. Ever since her father's death, the ruthless billionaire Elam Turner forced her to atone for sins her father never committed.
On her nineteenth birthday, a male classmate secretly sent her a diamond necklace. Elam, who had flown back from London overnight, flew into a psychotic, jealous rage at the sight of another man's gift.
He mercilessly crushed the delicate necklace into the marble floor with his custom leather shoe.
"Did you forget what you are?" Elam hissed, dragging her into a pitch-black storage room. "You take gifts from other men behind my back?"
He pinned her to the dusty floorboards and violently assaulted her. The next morning, a wire transfer of $500,000 hit her bank account. He had humiliated her, broken her spirit, and was now casually trying to buy her silence. Later, when a broken bike left her walking miles through a freezing rainstorm, he just shoved scalding tea into her bleeding hands.
"Look at you," he sneered. "You look like a stray dog ruining my floors."
Jocelyn curled up in the cold, her lips bleeding and her heart shattered. She couldn't understand his terrifying obsession. If he hated her so much, why did he refuse to let her go? Why did he look at her with such manic hunger while systematically destroying her life?
Staring at the massive sum of hush money on her phone, a desperate spark of vengeance flared in her chest. Jocelyn wired every single cent back to Elam's account. She picked up her charcoal pencil, vowing to win the upcoming art competition and buy her escape from this monster forever.
9.1
He postponed putting my name on the deed 18 times.
Each time, his mentee Ciera had an “emergency.” Each time, he ran to her.
I watched him give her his prized Montblanc pen—the one he wouldn’t even let me borrow. I saw her post their late nights on Instagram. I ate anniversary dinners alone while he “mentored” her.
Then he bought me a necklace—identical to the one she just flaunted online.
That was when I stopped feeling anything.
I didn’t cry. I didn’t fight. I simply packed two suitcases, resigned from our firm, and booked a one-way ticket to London.
He thinks I’m coming back in a week.
He has no idea I’m gone for good.
Nineteen broken promises. One silent goodbye. And a new life waiting across the ocean.
9.5
He was born from the void between stars - a being of immense power, forged from cosmic origins.
For thousands of years, he walked among humanity, protecting them and keeping his true strength hidden. After losing the only family he had, grief led him to seek his own end... only to wake up in a world entirely unlike his own.
Here, cultivation is the main path to power. Those who master spirit qi gain superhuman strength, speed, and abilities that place them far above ordinary people. Four great sects rule the land, competing for resources, secrets, and dominance over each other.
Icaros joined the Li Sect, where he found companions he came to trust and care for: the capable and easygoing Li Han, the sharp and composed Su Yan, and the spirited Nelly. For a time, he felt he had found a place to belong, even as he kept his true nature hidden and wondered whether he could ever learn to cultivate like those around him.
Everything changed when their voyage was suddenly attacked. A powerful figure floating in the sky cut their ship apart with sharp, devastating energy strikes, leaving only destruction in his wake. Believing his friends had been lost in the disaster, Icaros chose to stop holding back any longer.
> "I am done hiding!"
He unleashed his full power: golden light blazed from his eyes, he flew at incredible speed, and he broke through every barrier and enemy in his way. On the shores ahead, he tore through hordes of powerful jade monsters, destroying them completely before flying deep into the interior of the island.
Meanwhile, survivors washed up scattered and alone. One young cultivator found himself on the shores of Jade Island - a place most cultivators avoid, as it holds no treasures or useful materials, only danger and endless deposits of ordinary jade. Yet despite the risks, ordinary people have built settlements here, finding safety from the conflicts and power struggles of the outside world.
This island works by different rules. Spirit qi is scarce and unstable, making cultivation far less effective than elsewhere. Instead, the people here rely on advanced technology - weapons and explosives that can injure or even defeat those with great physical strength. Here, skill and preparation can be just as powerful as raw strength, and even the strongest cultivators must move with caution.
Now, Icaros has vanished deep into the island. His companions are lost somewhere across this dangerous land. And the mysterious swordsman who destroyed their ship has already arrived here, searching for an ancient map said to lead to the legacy of a being from another world.
Will they find each other again? And can anyone survive in a place where the usual rules of power no longer hold true?
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9.6
When a global anomaly awakens dormant powers within them, a neuroscientist, a physicist, and an artist discover they are connected by a force that defies time itself. Mert sees the memories of strangers. Elena witnesses the fabric of reality crack. Kai paints symbols from a past he never knew. Thrown together by fate, they are not alone. Across the globe, others are awakening too-gifted with extraordinary abilities. But they are not the only ones. A powerful cabal-a ruthless financier, a tech mogul, and a charismatic influencer-sees the anomaly not as a warning, but as a weapon. Their ambition shatters the timeline, scattering the group across history: from the smog-choked streets of Victorian London to a transhumanist future, and into a terrifying parallel present. Broken into three teams, the group must hunt their enemies through time itself. To survive, they must master their new powers and forge bonds of love and loyalty strong enough to bend the laws of physics. Their final battle will not be fought in any single era, but at the crossroads of all realities, where the key to existence-the very heart of time-is at stake.
8.5
Amelia, an artist struggling to live a life full of dreams and hardships, finds herself caught in an unexpected vortex after a wild night at a masquerade ball. She wakes up with a hazy memory of piercing blue eyes and a powerful presence, without knowing who the man was or what happened? A few weeks later, Amelia's life changed forever when she realized she was pregnant. The baby's father? None other than the Lycan King, a powerful and dangerous creature who rules the hidden world of werewolves. Forced into a world of magic, danger, and forbidden love, Amelia must adapt to a new life. He must navigate the dangerous politics of the Lycan Kingdom, learn to control the new powers that arise within him, and face the wrath of the King's jealous couple. In the midst of this chaos, Amelia must choose: accept her fate as the Lycan King's mate, or fight for her freedom and the life she lives.