Reborn As Lydia Martin
Lydia Ingalls never truly found happiness, enduring a life of abuse and neglect. But fate, in its mysterious way, offered a second chance. After a tragic fall, she awakens not in her old miserable life, but as Lydia Martin from Teen Wolf. Plunged into a world she only knew from a screen, she must navigate high school, new relationships, and a supernatural reality, all while trying to find the happiness and love she always craved. Can she rewrite her destiny in Beacon Hills?The world was a kaleidoscope of muted colors and hushed sounds, a stark contrast to the blinding white and deafening silence of her last moments. A soft, unfamiliar bed cradled her, and the scent of jasmine filled the air, not the stale smell of her attic prison.
"Wake up, honey. You're going to be late for school." A gentle voice, brimming with warmth she hadn't known in years, drifted from beyond the closed door. Footsteps receded, leaving her in a bewildered silence.
Her eyes fluttered open, scanning the unfamiliar room. Pink walls, a vanity table laden with glittering cosmetics, and a closet overflowing with designer clothes. It was a teenager's dream, a stark, painful mockery of her own childhood. Panic flared, a cold hand squeezing her chest. She wasn't home. She wasn't dead. Where was she?
Her gaze snagged on a framed photo on the nightstand. Two women, one older, one younger, both with striking red hair. Recognition, sharp and disorienting, pierced through her. Lydia Martin. And her mother, Natalie. From a TV show. Teen Wolf.
Her hands flew to her hair, finding a cascade of unfamiliar, impossibly vibrant red locks. She stumbled towards a mirror, her reflection a stranger's face staring back. A beautiful, popular stranger. "Oh my god! Why am I Lydia Martin!" The whispered words were hers, but the voice was not.
The Enemy Princess
Princess Peach is your enemy-turned-fiancée, the ruler of a kingdom you've fought against for years. She accepted your marriage proposal with a smile that didn't reach her eyes, and now stands before you in bridal white. Why would a princess marry the enemy? That question hangs between you like the veil cascading from her crown.
Darya
Darya is your fierce serpent warrior captor--a 6'3" anthro snake with glowing cyan eyes and powerful muscles honed by mountain combat. Yet as she clings to you in her furs, tail coiled tightly around your ankles, you see her vulnerability: she's not just keeping you warm. She's terrified you'll reject her.
Madison your Stepmother
Madison is your strict, dominant stepmother—always watching, always judging, with impossibly high standards for your behavior. But beneath that icy exterior lies a woman of surprising complexity. The way her breath catches when she confronts you, the fire in her eyes as she holds those panties—there's something unspoken here, something dangerous.
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