In Court, They Lost More Than the Case

In Court, They Lost More Than the Case follows Wanda, a mother who reacts with inexplicable violence when her husband invites his first love, Sally, for Thanksgiving. After scalding her son and locking her family outside in extreme heat, Wanda faces a public trial in the Bad Mom Court. As her husband demands justice for their suffering, the court extracts Wanda's memories. However, the revealed truth behind her chilling actions transforms the trial into a scene of collective grief and horror.

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Hearing this, Sally flinched. Flanked by Bruce and Sean, she clutched Bruce's arm and put on a false, gentle smile.

"Bruce, Wanda is family. Can't you clear up this misunderstanding? There's no need to make a scene for my sake. I feel terrible. Don't you agree, Sean?"

Her words made Sean falter.

"Mom, I didn't want it to come to this either," he said tentatively. "As long as you let us bring Sally back for Thanksgiving and properly apologize, we'll ask to dismiss the case."

Bruce glared at me. "Wanda, at this point, can't you just stop being so arrogant for once and apologize to Sally? Admit you're wrong, then Sean and I will let this slide."

I snorted and folded my arms. "You two really are a match made in hell—a bastard and a bitch make a perfect family. I hope you'll get stuck with each other for the rest of your lives!

"Stop the nonsense. If you want to take me to trial, go ahead. I've got a manicure appointment to get to."

A rapid series of shrill chimes echoed through the courtroom—a sign that the Grahams had had enough bickering with me and were eager to begin the trial.

Once the plaintiffs responded, the judge immediately activated the memory extractor and linked it to their brains.

"Given the plaintiffs' urgency, this trial will connect the memories of all witnesses at once to carry out comprehensive evidence collection."

As the words fell, the live stream feed flickered a few times before sharpening into focus.

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The dark gray bedroom door opened, revealing me lying sick in bed while scrolling through reels on my phone.

Bruce walked in carrying a basin of water, with Sean following behind him, holding a towel.

"Mom, let us wash your feet."

"Wanda, let us wash your feet."

They both spoke in unison, their voices tender and soft. They looked particularly gentle with me in the footage. Bruce even tested the water temperature for me.

I sat up and curtly said, "I'm not feeling well today. You two should wash my feet together."

Neither showed a hint of objection. They even smiled.

"Wanda, you've worked hard. It's only right for me to do this for you."

"That's right," I said coolly.

In the next instant, Sean scooted up to me and asked innocently, "Mommy, shouldn't we also invite Sally over to thank her in person for saving you during the car accident—"

Before he could finish, I slapped my wet feet hard across both their faces and sneered.

"Sure. Only if each of you takes one foot and licks it clean."

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I woke up in a freezing, desolate wasteland, my body weak and covered in sores. A mechanical voice in my head informed me that I was a defective rabbit-mutant, and if I didn't conceive within twenty-four hours, I would die permanently. The terror was suffocating, but the system left me no choice. To survive the brutal cold and the decay of my own heartbeat, I had to force a pregnancy with a stranger. I stumbled through the snow, my fingers turning blue, until I found a massive, wounded Arctic Fox-mutant in a dark cave. He was a Tier-9 predator, dying and radiating the exact heat I needed to stay alive. I threw away my dignity, crawling into his fur to merge our energies, desperate to trigger the life-reset protocol before my time ran out. I felt like a monster, forcing myself onto a man who didn't even know I existed, just to keep my own heart beating. How could I ever face him if he woke up? Why did I have to be the one to pay the price for this twisted, mechanical ultimatum? The fusion was a success, but when I woke up the next morning, the apex predator had me pinned under his massive claws, his fangs inches from my throat. I didn't beg for mercy. I stared into his feral, ice-blue eyes and made a deal that would change everything: I would be his anchor, and he would be my protector. But then I dropped the final, terrifying truth: I was pregnant, and he was the only one who could save us.

Horror LitRPG Romance Sci-Fi Vampire

9.3

Bound To The Exiled S-Class Monster

9.3

Halie woke up to a sharp pain and a terrifying reality. She was in a new body, her face covered in a hideous web of scars, and her spiritual power reduced to a pathetic D-Class. Before she could even process the memories of being framed, her bedroom doors were violently kicked open. Her sister Seraphina sauntered in with a venomous sneer, followed closely by Halie's S-Class fiancé, Jett. "Look at the disgrace of the Avila family. What a waste," Seraphina mocked, throwing a mirror at her bed. "I can't be tied to a cripple. As an S-Class, I have to break our engagement," Jett added, his gaze full of disgust. The nightmare didn't stop there. Her father called, screaming about how she had shamed the family name. He officially stripped her of her inheritance, froze all her accounts, and exiled her to the decaying Southern District to rot. To make matters worse, a cold, mechanical voice suddenly echoed in her skull, warning her of an impending genetic collapse. Without an immediate energy infusion, she would face total organ failure in thirty days. A ruined face, a treacherous family, a world that wanted her dead, and a literal death clock ticking in her brain. The original owner had died in absolute despair, a tragic victim of sheer cruelty. But if they thought she would just sit there and die, they were severely mistaken. Armed with a mysterious system and her brilliant scientist mind from her past life, Halie packed her bags. She chose the craziest survival quest: head to the slums, find the exiled, sterile S-Class "madman" Coleman, and cure him to harvest his life energy. It was time to start her counterattack.

Adventure Horror LitRPG Modern Sci-Fi

8.5

My Boyfriend's Sister Switched Senses With Me

8.5

After dying from heat stroke in a chilled room, a woman is reborn with a chance for vengeance. Her boyfriend's sister, Wendy, used a mysterious system to swap their physical senses, basking in the sun to gain online fame while the protagonist suffered the actual physical toll. Ignored by her disdainful boyfriend, Max, she perished alone. Now, she plans to lead Wendy into the -184 °F cold of the South Pole to let her finally feel the true sting of the elements.

Fantasy Horror Modern Mystery

9.4

Reborn Heiress: Telepathic Hearts She Conquers

9.4

After dying in a zombie wasteland, a hardened survivor awakens inside the broken body of a disgraced heiress who leapt from a Hamptons balcony. Her new family, the wealthy Gallaghers, dismiss her as a manipulative fraud until a supernatural glitch broadcasts her uncensored thoughts directly into their minds. At breakfast, she mentally exposes Hughie, the so-called perfect future son-in-law, revealing his offshore shell companies and toxic junk bond scheme to bankrupt them. But when she tries to speak the truth aloud, bizarre cosmic censorship chokes her silent. Trapped between a rigged reality TV death trap and scheming high-society enemies, she must weaponize her wasteland instincts to protect her naive new family and destroy Hughie’s plans.

Action Adventure Fantasy Horror Modern Mystery Romance Young Adult

8.8

Reborn Heiress: The Wall Street Titan's Bride

8.8

Alaia Dudley spent her life playing the devoted partner, completely unaware that her fiancé Austen was sleeping with another woman. She thought the worst he could do was break her heart, until she found herself pinned to a cold operating table. Austen held her down with a cruel smirk while a scalpel sliced through her sternum. They cracked her chest open while she was still fully conscious. The agonizing pain of her heart being cut out burned into her nerve endings. She realized then that to him, she was never a lover—just a spare organ, a boring piece of wood to be discarded the second his true love needed it. She died in excruciating agony, choking on her own blood while the man she loved walked away with her heart. Until her last breath, she didn't understand why she had to suffer so brutally. Why did she waste her life begging for a monster's attention? Why did they get a happy ending while she was carved up like an animal? But then, ice-cold water flooded her lungs, and Alaia violently broke the surface of her bathwater. Her trembling fingers touched her smooth, flawless chest. No scars. Her heart was still beating. The date on her phone glared back at her: it was exactly five years ago. Tonight was the exact night Austen first took his mistress to a hotel room. This time, she wouldn't just expose them. She would use Wall Street's most terrifying tyrant as her personal weapon to strip them of everything they had.

Billionaire Fantasy Horror Romance

9.6

Reborn to ruin the Valmonts

9.6

Joan Montclaire believed her marriage to Harry Valmont was a dream, but five months in, a terrifying mystery inside her mansion reveals a dark betrayal. Murdered for her inheritance by the husband she trusted, Joan is granted a miraculous second chance. No longer a submissive spouse, she returns from death with a dangerous obsession for vengeance, determined to ruin the Valmont family and reclaim her stolen life.

Action Billionaire Fantasy Horror Modern Mystery Romance

In Court, They Lost More Than the Case

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