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Transmigrated Into The True Heiress

Eira Kingston, a feared assassin, never imagined that death would lead her to transmigrate into the body of Ephyra Allen, the disgraced first daughter of the once-powerful Allen family. But what shocked her even more was the soft mechanical voice in her mind, addressing her as "master" and informing her that her soul had returned to its original body. Eira dismissed the strange voice, thinking she was having a post-death hallucination. But waking up in a hospital, with memories that weren’t hers flooding back, she was forced to confront the truth. Ephyra’s life had been nothing short of a nightmare. Despite being the legitimate daughter, she was labeled a bastard, shunned by all, and overshadowed by her scheming stepsister, who had stolen the love of her father and her betrothed. To make matters worse, the wealth and status the Allen family enjoyed were all thanks to Ephyra’s late mother, and the only reason she hadn’t been discarded entirely was due to her mother’s inheritance, locked away until she turned eighteen. But Eira wasn’t one to be defeated by circumstances. If she was going to live Ephyra’s life, she would do so on her own terms. She would destroy those who had caused Ephyra pain, claim the inheritance that was rightfully hers, and find out who was behind her own death. Because if there was one thing Eira knew how to do well, it was to survive—and make her enemies pay. However, being a high-schooler with nothing to her name wasn’t enough. As Ephyra, she’s powerless, but as an assassin, she’s lethal. Still, even that wasn't enough until she became the contracted wife of Lyle Aelion—a powerful, enigmatic figure in the business world with a secret illness. And it turns out, the only thing that can relieve him is her scent.

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Demon's Bride

Finally, they pulled up to Lyle's expansive, brightly lit estate. The driver escorted her inside, and Jania appeared to guide her through the grand entryway and the lit corridors.

"He's waiting in his office," Jania whispered, giving Eira an encouraging nod before turning away.

Eira sighed, knocking on the door before slowly opening it and stepping inside, closing the door behind her.

She looked up to see Lyle standing by the window, silhouetted against the dim evening light. Dressed in all black, he stood with his back to her, staring out into the vast gardens as he swirled a drink in his hand.

"Sit," he said, his voice low and steady, though he didn't turn to face her.

Eira pursed her lips and shrugged. "I'd prefer standing."

"Check if what's on the table is everything you asked for."

She arched an eyebrow, momentarily caught off guard. "What?"