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Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son

Living a normal life is boring, but I was happy with what I had. Even when I spent most of my life in regret and misery, I lived because I had someone that I loved dearly. And that said someone took my life... But fate had different plans for me... As if death wasn't enough for me. As if the gods were mocking me. I got reincarnated into a hardcore romance game that I used to play. That too when the prequel game that I played the most ended twenty-five years ago. A game where death is everyone's mistress. A game that people either liked or hated too much. Now reincarnated into the body of the Villainess's son. I became someone that I hated the most... "Hahaha..." I laughed at my own misery. As if that too wasn't enough, I also became the slave of someone else's desires. Now, one might say a mother is a mother even if the world sees her as a Villainess. But what if your mother is the very incarnation of evil? That your mother is the hurdle that you have to overcome? What if your mother is the very reason you might die? Gentleness and love are the last things one could expect from her. "Hahaha..." Again, a hollow laugh escaped my lips as the realization dawned on me. That I have been... Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son... =============================== [Discord link:- https://discord.gg/5Vgw4JCrBW]

Noob6_writer9 · Fantasi
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317 Chs

Fallen By Lust [1] [R-18]

Christina slammed the door closed behind, throwing Azariah inside.

Azariah stumbled before balancing himself, his gaze subconsciously wandering around the dimly lit room, bathed in a lavender hue.

A king-size bed lay in the middle, covered with a beautiful red bedsheet.

Click!

His head turned at the sound before he could notice anything else.

Christina locked the door while walking towards him.

"What happened with Shyamal?" she growled, anger clear on her beautiful face, "…Why are you so close to her all of a sudden?"

"Nothing much—"

"Don't lie to me," she cut in with a low voice, "…I sensed divinity in the place."

Azariah frowned, "How did you sense that?"

Normal mortals can't sense or feel divinity; it's only possible if they themselves have experience—

"Answer me, Azariah," she snarled, crowding his personal space, "…And don't you dare lie."