

As the Monster Age arrived and special abilities awakened, what awaited humanity was the end of the world. At the brink of the apocalypse, Frank Channing was sent back in time to the second year of the Monster Age. There, he awakened the Infinite Devouring System, allowing him to gain growth points by hunting the monsters. Along with it came a mysterious serpent-shaped mark on his arm. It could transform him into a powerful serpentine creature capable of wielding the very forces of the monster—seemingly tied to the secrets of the Blood Moon. From the system, Frank learned that he carried the mission of saving the world.

Chloe was once hailed by the medical world as the recipient of a once-in-a-lifetime love. Her fiancé, the brilliant Professor Sebastian, had supposedly spent ten years developing a miracle drug to save her life.Ten years ago, an explosion tore through the research institute. Chloe rushed into the burning building and dragged Sebastian out. The toxic chemicals permanently damaged her lungs, leaving her with irreversible pulmonary fibrosis. Afterward, Sebastian knelt beside her hospital bed and swore he would cure her.Later, Chloe’s parents died in a car accident, leaving Sebastian in charge of her trust fund and shares in the family business. His image as a devoted scientist saving the woman he loved brought him enormous funding and fame. But only Chloe knew the truth. It was a cruel scheme that used her life as expendable material.The afternoon she received her third critical condition notice, Sebastian was opening champagne at the institute to celebrate the success of the new drug. The treatment that could reverse her condition had completed all clinical trials a year ago. Yet she was the only candidate forbidden from receiving it.Chloe could not wait for death. She had to quietly collect evidence and wait for the right moment to expose him completely.

After the human-beast war, half-beasts ruled, with the first interspecies child as the Alliance ruler. In my past life, I wed the loyal wolf clan heir, bore the first half-beast white wolf heir, and gained power. My sister, married to the promiscuous fox clan heir who became infertile, burned us alive out of jealousy. Reborn on the mating ceremony day, she stole my place with wolf heir Jacob first—she’d reincarnated too. What she didn’t know was Jacob was cruel, bloodthirsty, and far from a worthy mate.

Reborn by the Moon Goddess, Sorlene rewrites her fate. Rejecting her abusive fiancé, Breccan, she takes his feared Rogue brother, Loric, as her true mate, crowning him Alpha. As Breccan’s regret and Mabel’s lies unravel, Sorlene and Loric survive deadly betrayals to rule as Alpha and Luna.

After his first love died, Oscar hated me for ten years. I tried everything to soften him. Nothing worked. "If you really want to please me, go die." The words cut deep. But when the riot came, he threw himself in front of me and was hacked down where he stood. He stared at me as he bled out. "If only… my fated mate hadn't been you." At his funeral, his parents wept. "We should have let him be with Catherine. We forced him to marry her, all because of that damn prophecy." Windvale Pack lived by prophecy. Years ago, the Seer had foretold that if Oscar didn't take his fated mate as his bond-mate, disaster would fall on the pack. I was that fated mate. But now, everyone wished I never had been. Even me. I was driven from the funeral, hollow. Then the Moon Goddess descended. She offered me a chance—ten years back—on two conditions. I would not become Oscar's mate. I would prevent Catherine's death. I said yes without thinking.

After his first love died, Oscar hated me for ten years. I tried everything to soften him. Nothing worked. "If you really want to please me, go die." The words cut deep. But when the riot came, he threw himself in front of me and was hacked down where he stood. He stared at me as he bled out. "If only… my fated mate hadn't been you." At his funeral, his parents wept. "We should have let him be with Catherine. We forced him to marry her, all because of that damn prophecy." Windvale Pack lived by prophecy. Years ago, the Seer had foretold that if Oscar didn't take his fated mate as his bond-mate, disaster would fall on the pack. I was that fated mate. But now, everyone wished I never had been. Even me. I was driven from the funeral, hollow. Then the Moon Goddess descended. She offered me a chance—ten years back—on two conditions. I would not become Oscar's mate. I would prevent Catherine's death. I said yes without thinking.

Princess Betsy, the First Princess of the Human Kingdom, was betrayed and killed by the man she had always adored, Throne, the Alpha of the Northern Silver Wolf Clan, and by her own half sister, Veyra. Her husband Jovan, the true heir of the Northern Wolf Clan who had been reduced to a lowly slave, died for her in the end. Only then did she see the truth. Reborn, Betsy abandons the liar, unravels Veyra's schemes, and fights to awaken the White Wolf King's bloodline in Jovan. But too many misunderstandings stand between them, and now she must earn back the man she once broke. Her journey to win him begins.

Regular guy Ethan unlocks an overpowered SSS-rank talent that lets him steal other people's talents when the Doomsday Game hits, only to get betrayed and killed by his girlfriend Cecilia and rival Tristan, who steal his talent for themselves. Reborn to day 1 of the game, he uses his future knowledge to save the doomed Rachel, takes Cecilia's fire talent for himself, and sets out for revenge.The two clash over a mind-stabilizing artifact, so Tristan frames him as a "talent-stealing devil" and sets a death trap in the final dungeon.

After the great war between humans, vampires, werewolves, and elves, an agreement was made that hybrid offspring would rule the world. Every century, alliances through marriage between humans and those three clans would decide the next ruler. Whoever bore the first hybrid child would claim power for their line. In my previous life, I chose to marry Jax, the eldest son of the werewolf pack, known for his fierce loyalty. I gave birth to our hybrid son, a white-furred pup we named Zeal. Our child became the next world ruler, and Jax gained immense power. My sister had lusted after the elves' beauty and married into their clan. But the elf prince slept with every female in the forest. In the end, my sister caught a disease that left her barren. Jealous and bitter, she set a fire that burned me and my young pup alive. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the racial alliances. My sister had already slept with Jax first. I knew she had been reborn too. But she didn't know that Jax was brutally savage with his mates, having torn countless she-wolves apart in his bed during his ruts.

Before we submitted our college applications, the popular girl in our class, the billionaire’s daughter, suddenly said she could get all of us into Harvard or Yale. “My parents donated several buildings to those schools. Getting you all admitted is nothing.” Most of my classmates’ college entrance exam scores were still a long way from those schools, but they believed her. They gave up submitting their own applications and counted on her to pull strings so they could get into college. In my last life, I realized her promise was unreliable. I immediately urged them not to give up on their applications, to keep a backup plan, and I called their parents one by one. But that infuriated the popular girl. She mocked me for being poor and said I did not understand how the upper class worked. She claimed I had ruined everyone’s future. My boyfriend also snapped at me for being jealous. “You’re just jealous that Lissy’s family is rich. You can’t stand the thought of all of us going to Harvard or Yale. So what if you have good grades? You could work your whole life and still never catch up to what her family built over three generations.” For the sake of our three years as classmates, I did not argue with them. But before the deadline, when I found out they still had not submitted their applications, I called the police and exposed the popular girl’s fake identity. The popular girl was condemned by everyone. In despair, she jumped into a river and killed herself. My classmates all said she deserved it and thanked me for saving their futures. But at our class farewell dinner, my boyfriend poisoned my drink, and the entire class watched coldly as I writhed in pain. “At worst, we would have lost our chance at college. Lissy lost her life!” When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day the popular girl claimed she could pull strings for us.