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Imagine you're about to kiss some guy you really can’t stand, and then—bam! You suddenly find yourself in the body of a goddess.

Kiara always had a pretty normal life—until that party night. What started as a fun game of dares quickly turns into a wild nightmare when she blacks out and wakes up in a world straight out of a fantasy novel. The place is ancient and royal, and everyone thinks she’s Athena, this legendary goddess from their history.

Now, she’s stuck in this strange yet oddly familiar body, figuring out how to survive in a world full of magic, prophecies, and danger. As old powers start to rise and enemies close in, she starts piecing together bits of a past life that ties her to the fate of this world.

With the help of a stunningly handsome but mysterious ruler and whispers of a prophecy that connects them all, Kiara has to make a choice: accept the goddess inside her or try to get back to the life she used to know. But things get complicated, and the line between who she was and who she’s becoming starts to blur with every step she takes.

Lucius just found out that his late wife has been reincarnated in the future. He did everything he could to bring her back, and guess what? He succeeded. Now, he’ll do anything to make sure he doesn’t lose her again.


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Transmigration: I Became a Goddess!

The air was thick with tension as the shadowy man sat on his throne, a sure secret glimmering before him like an open wound. His gaze was cold and piercing, his lips curling into a dark smile as he spoke softly to the woman standing beside him.

"Leave. I'm coming," he whispered, his voice chilling as it grazed her ear.

She hesitated, her eyes flickering with uncertainty. "I cannot just stand up and leave—"

Before she could finish, his eyes bore into hers with an unspoken command that forced her to rise. She turned on her heel and left without another word, leaving him alone with the four figures cloaked in shadows.

"Envy. Pride," he called, his voice slicing through the silence like a blade.

Two of the figures stepped forward hesitantly, their heads bowed. Before they could speak, he raised his hand, and an unseen force brought them to their knees. They screamed, their cries sharp and guttural, as if acid had been poured over their bodies.

Spirits of sins