Monarch of Time - Chapter 61 - 61 Requirements

“Mommy!! Daddy’s new mate said she’s having a baby. Does that mean he won’t want us anymore?” little Colin cried, clinging to my legs.“Mommy! That rude lady said Daddy doesn’t love us.” my twin Amy whispered, her lips trembling.I looked up from my sobbing children at my Alpha King mate, who had come chasing after them once his so-called mate had hurt them.“She’s pregnant? You told me she was just a fling,” I choked.“You and the kids will never lack luxury or comfort,” he uttered, refusing to meet my gaze.So that was his excuse? That was his answer to cheating?“You’ve already lost me. Now you’ve lost your children too. We’ll live better without you, and one day you’ll regret losing us.”The moment I said it, his eyes finally met mine, they were wet too.“Alpha King Kash, I reject you!” I hissed...Iris thought she had the perfect mate until she caught her Alpha husband cheating. Heartbroken and pregnant, she ran away, hiding in the woods with her unborn pups.Years later, Iris returned to the werewolf world, not as a weak Luna, but as a mother and a woman determined to take her place. But her Alpha had already married his mistress. When he discovered that Iris had left with his children, rage and regret consumed him.Now torn between betrayal and love, Iris faced a choice: protect her babies and destroy the mate who broke her, or risk giving him a second chance.

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ ONLY. Contains explicit smut, omegaverse, knotting, and mpreg.]“Fuck, still so tight.”That's the first thing I hear after dying.Not a heavenly choir, not a wise guide explaining the mechanics of reincarnation, just a voice like dark honey and broken glass, breath scorching hot against my neck, and a body that absolutely isn't mine rolling its hips back like it has no objections whatsoever to what's happening to it.I have objections, so many objections.My body has apparently decided to hold a separate meeting without me.I was twenty-eight, overworked to the point of literal death, and had never so much as kissed anyone seriously. None of that seems to matter to the omega body I've just woken up in.. currently making desperate, broken sounds into expensive silk sheets, trembling around a knot that shouldn't feel this good, this full, this.. right, while my actual mind is still standing in the corner going what the fuck, WHAT THE FUCK???By the time I finally see his face, it's far too late for dignity. Gray eyes cold as a winter storm, features sharp enough to cut, the kind of beautiful that doesn't ask permission before it ruins you.It gets so much worse when I learn his name.Wuchen Bael, my sister's fiance, the man who looked me dead in the eye afterward and said, without blinking..“Round two?”And I haven't even gotten to the part where I find out I'm pregnant.

Strength.... That's all that matters in the end.

After being abandoned by his own family, and shunned for having no mana in a world dominated by magic, ex-prince Arvell Relas Vispia was forced to live on the streets with whatever meagre money he had left.

However, fate had something else in store for Arvell.

After meeting the spirit inhabiting his amulet, Arvell gets reborn as a Nephilim.

A being that has the powers of a god.

Time, Space, Life, Death.

All submitted to the authority of a Nephilim.

Betrayed by those he once called family, Arvell swore to get revenge.

Revenge on all those that mocked him and shunned him as a 'failure.'

Revenge on those who betrayed him without a second thought.

This is a tale of how a young prince shunned by the world as a 'failure' rises and ascends to the pinnacle of strength.

He was a wealthy and mysterious financial backer who had appeared before her when she needed money the most. After the courtship, she took the money and left.