No More Miss Nice Wife
Daisy Swift · Completed · 6.8k Words
Introduction
I eventually left that marriage with nothing but scars.
Meanwhile, my gentle and kind-hearted sister, Chloe, married the self-made shipping magnate Alexander.
Yet, she was relentlessly tormented by the so-called "comrade's sister" he kept in his mansion, ultimately slitting her wrists in a bathtub in utter despair.
Now, I was back to the exact moment we were about to sign our prenuptial agreements.
The second our eyes met, Chloe and I recognized the shared, unspoken resolve in each other's gaze—we had both been reborn.
Chapter 1
In my previous life, I married the old-money aristocrat Charles for the sake of so-called love, only to exhaust my heart and soul enduring his mother's torment and his own spineless cowardice.
I eventually left that marriage with nothing but scars.
Meanwhile, my gentle and kind-hearted sister, Chloe, married the self-made shipping magnate Alexander.
Yet, she was relentlessly tormented by the so-called "comrade's sister" he kept in his mansion, ultimately slitting her wrists in a bathtub in utter despair.
Now, I was back to the exact moment we were about to sign our prenuptial agreements.
The second our eyes met, Chloe and I recognized the shared, unspoken resolve in each other's gaze—we had both been reborn.
......
"I'm not signing it!"
Chloe's uncharacteristically firm voice exploded in my ears, snapping me out of a wave of intense dizziness.
I looked up, meeting my sister's slightly red but decidedly resolute eyes.
She was staring at the prenuptial agreement on the table, her body trembling slightly from suppressed emotion.
I froze for two seconds, the realization hitting me: Chloe and I had both been reborn.
On this exact day in my previous life, blinded by so-called love, I signed the marriage contract with the old-money aristocrat, Charles.
And the result? That impeccably dressed man turned out to be a mama's boy to his absolute core!
In his home, I suffered endless harassment and eye-rolls from his bitter mother, while Charles would only cower on the sidelines, murmuring meekly, "Serena, my mother just wants what's best for us. Just bear with it."
I endured it for three years, eventually walking away battered and with absolutely nothing.
And Chloe, my gentle, kind sister, married Alexander—the self-made billionaire who controlled half the shipping on the West Coast.
We thought she was set for life, but little did we know, to repay a comrade who had once saved his life, Alexander kept that comrade's sister, Victoria, in his Beverly Hills mansion.
That manipulative bitch pulled out all the stops: feigning depression, faking self-harm, and playing the ultimate victim in front of Alexander, while ruthlessly bullying and pressuring Chloe behind his back. She literally drove Chloe into severe depression.
In the end, Chloe ended her young life by slitting her wrists in a bathtub!
Charles was stunned. "Chloe, what nonsense are you spouting? My fiancée is Serena."
"Serena?" A flash of impatience crossed his face as he turned to me. "What kind of tantrum is Chloe throwing now?"
Looking at Charles's entitled, sickeningly smug face, I suddenly laughed.
I shoved the agreement sitting in front of Charles straight over to Chloe. Then, with a long reach, I snatched Alexander's marriage contract and yanked it right in front of me.
"Serena, are you out of your mind?!" Charles shot to his feet. "That's Alexander's agreement! You want to marry him? Do you have any idea what kind of man he is? He's a brute who built his empire on blood and fists!"
"A brute is still better than an unweaned man-child." Without even batting an eye, I fluidly signed "Serena" across Alexander's contract.
Chloe looked at me, a flicker of shock in her eyes quickly melting into deep gratitude and a shared understanding.
Without a moment's hesitation, she signed her name on Charles's agreement.
She had suffered enough from that two-faced bitch in her last life. This time, she would rather deal with the mama's boy and the wicked mother-in-law. With her skills, that mother-son duo was in for a very rude awakening.
I tossed the signed contract to the dumbfounded lawyer and strode confidently out of the firm.
Having had my fill of swallowing my pride and backing down in my past life, my move to Beverly Hills this time came with only one bottom line: peaceful coexistence is great, but if anyone dares to ruin my mood, I wouldn't hesitate to flip the entire damn table.
Two hours later, a black Maybach dropped me off at an ultra-luxurious mansion halfway up the hills of Beverly Hills. The driver respectfully unloaded my suitcases, then lowered his head and stepped aside.
I pushed open the heavy front doors, instantly greeted by an extravagantly luxurious, high-ceilinged living room.
However, before I could even take a good look around, a woman wearing an oversized men's white dress shirt walked down from the second floor.
Holding a cup of coffee, her long hair fell casually over her shoulders, and the hem of the shirt barely covered her thighs. Her face wore a look of careless indifference laced with obvious provocation.
"You must be the new maid? Don't you know Alexander doesn't like strangers touching his things? Put the luggage down and leave through the back door," Victoria said, looking down at me with the unbearable arrogance of the lady of the house.
I narrowed my eyes, giving her a slow once-over. So, this was the bitch who drove Chloe to her death in our last life?
She did play the innocent damsel facade to perfection, but unfortunately, she was entirely rotten to the core.
"A maid?" I scoffed. Too lazy to even waste another breath on her, I just raised my leg and viciously kicked the waist-high antique vase beside me, smashing it to smithereens.
Amidst the ear-piercing sound of shattering porcelain, I dusted off my hands and stared at her coldly. "Listen to me, and listen well. I am Alexander's legal wife, Serena. Now, strip off that men's shirt reeking of your cheap perfume, immediately, and get the hell back to your own room. Otherwise, the next thing to shatter will be your bones."
"You...!"
At that exact moment, the front doors were pushed open again.
A tall, cold-faced man strode in. His sharply tailored black suit exuded the intense, intimidating aura of someone deeply accustomed to absolute power. It was none other than my new husband, Alexander.
"Alexander—"
Victoria's tears came right on cue; her eyes swelled red instantly. The speed at which she flipped her switch was absolutely appalling.
"You're finally back! This... this woman started smashing things the second she walked in, and she yelled at me... It scared me so much my heart is pounding, I feel sick all over..."
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I believed our marriage was over.
I was wrong.
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Every misunderstanding pushed us farther apart.
Every silence broke another piece of my heart.
While another woman slowly took my place.
But everything changed after the death of the Grand Alpha.
My mate began watching me.
Protecting me.
Holding me whenever I fell.
Looking at me like he was terrified of losing me.
If he hated me...
Why did he keep risking everything for me?
And why did everyone panic the moment I finally chose another future?
Rejected By My Family, Desired By The Mafia
While the real heiress struggled to survive, the nanny’s daughter, Talia, was raised in luxury as the beloved jewel of the Laurent family, pampered by Camille’s parents, adored by her three brothers, and even promised to the prestigious Matteo Devereux through a childhood engagement arranged by their grandparents.
Then the truth came out.
Six months ago, Camille was finally brought back to the Laurent family. To protect the family reputation and prove their devotion to their bloodline, the Laurent patriarch transferred 35% of his personal shares into Camille’s name overnight, instantly making her one of the wealthiest heiresses in the country.
It brought anxiety to all the Laurent family. But what they don’t know…is that Camille never needed them.
Behind her elegant smile lies a woman filled with secrets powerful enough to shake the whole family. She's a miraculous healer capable of curing the incurable poisons.
Yet despite everything, her family still chooses Talia.
Every accusation against Talia is forgiven. Every scheme against Camille is brushed aside. Even Matteo, the man who was supposed to be Camille’s fiancé—cannot let go of the woman he always believed belonged by his side.
But while the Laurent family underestimates Camille, another man begins to see exactly who she is.
Dante Moretti.
The ruthless heir of an old-money dynasty. A billionaire CEO worshipped by the public…and the merciless king of a criminal empire hidden beneath the city’s glittering surface. When Dante is poisoned by a rival syndicate with a deadly toxin no doctor can cure, he offers a fortune for anyone who can save him.
Only Camille can. Their deal is simple: she becomes his personal physician, and he gives her anything she wants.
Filled, Owned, and Fucked by My Best Friend’s Father
He was supposed to be off-limits. Untouchable. The kind of man you only fantasize about when you’re alone in the dark with your hand between your thighs.
But the night I caught him eating another woman alive by the pool, I couldn’t look away.
And he knew it.
The moment his dark eyes locked on mine through the glass, I became prey. His filthy smirk promised one thing—he saw me touching myself to him, and he wasn’t about to let me forget it.
Now, every time I’m in his house, I can’t breathe without thinking of his mouth between my legs.
I left my cheating boyfriend behind, only to fall into something even more dangerous:
a man who could ruin me, break me, and make me beg for his cock while his own daughter sleeps in the next room.
He’s too old. Too powerful. Too forbidden.
But Gianni doesn’t ask—he takes.
And I don’t want him to stop.
The First Female Alpha
The man I was meant to marry—the rising Alpha, the pride of the Pack—thrusting into another girl like I didn't exist.
But I didn't cry. I didn't scream. I didn't even flinch.
Because the pain had carved me hollow long before he ever touched her.
He thinks I'm weak. That I'll stand by his side in two days, smile for the ceremony, and hand him my loyalty with the Alpha title.
But he's wrong.
I'm not the broken little Luna they think I am. I'm the storm they never saw coming.
The Pack worships him, but only I know the truth buried beneath his perfect lies. So I'll take everything he wants most—the throne, the title, the crown he was born to wear—and win it out from under him, in front of everyone who ever called me unworthy.
Screw the Pack. Screw the respect. Screw being tame.
I'm fury dressed in skin, madness wearing heels, and heartbreak turned into a goddamn weapon.
They wanted a loyal Luna??
Instead...
They created a monster.
And when the throne is finally mine...
The Pack won't remember the name of the Alpha who betrayed me.
They'll remember the woman who took his crown...
and became the First Female Alpha.
Ex-Wife, Current Wife
For three years, she lived in the shadow of a loveless marriage. She was the woman everyone loved to hate, the one who supposedly "stole" him from his first love. She endured his cold indifference, raised their son—who struggles with a speech impediment—in silence, and traded her own brilliant career for the thankless role of a trophy wife.
But when his long-lost love returns, she is unceremoniously pushed aside to make room for the "real" family.
Enough was enough.
After he publicly humiliates her and chooses the mistress’s daughter over his own son during a birthday party, something inside her finally snaps. She doesn't just want out of the marriage; she wants her life back. With a secret talent for design and a newfound resolve, she walks away from the gilded cage of his estate.
But as she rises from the ashes of her failed marriage to reclaim her status as a top-tier designer, he realizes the woman he treated as a disposable pawn was the only one who truly held his world together.
Now, the woman who once begged for his attention is no longer looking back. Will he be able to earn her forgiveness, or is he finally too late?
FROZEN HEART BURNING SOUL
Then the festival comes to her town, and with it comes Ryder Callahan a rough, loud, motorcycle-riding wildfire fighter who looks at her like she is not a monster. Like she is just a girl. A girl he really wants to know.
But Bella is hiding more than her powers. Someone dangerous is coming for her. And the closer she lets Ryder get, the more she puts him in danger.
He says he is not afraid of fire. She says she is not afraid of ice. Maybe together, they can survive the storm that is coming for them both if she does not freeze him out first.
The Rejected White Luna
"No... You can't do that."
Those words shattered Aria's world in front of the entire pack.
As the daughter of the Alpha of Silver Moon Pack, Aria was born with a powerful legacy. But with a weak wolf that could never shift, she became a disappointment in the eyes of her own people. She was mocked, ignored, and treated as a weakness instead of the future Luna she was meant to be.
She believed finding her fated mate would finally change everything.
Until Kael rejected her publicly and chose another.
"Because a mate who cannot shift is no mate at all. She's a weakness. And weakness spreads."
Broken but refusing to surrender, Aria leaves the only home she has ever known. But fate has a different plan waiting for her.
When she crosses paths with another powerful pack, Aria discovers a shocking truth: she has been given a second chance mate. The only problem? She never expected him to be someone who could change her entire destiny.
With a new bond awakening hidden powers within her, Aria is no longer the weak wolf everyone looked down on.
Now she has the chance to make those who hurt her pay.
But when Kael realizes the woman he rejected has become the one person he cannot lose, he wants her back.
Will Aria choose revenge, or will she find a love greater than the betrayal that destroyed her?
The Softest Chains
Falling for my boyfriend's Navy brother
"What is wrong with me?
Why does being near him make my skin feel too tight, like I’m wearing a sweater two sizes too small?
It’s just newness, I tell myself firmly.
He’s my boyfirend’s brother.
This is Tyler’s family.
I’m not going to let one cold stare undo that.
**
As a ballet dancer, My life looks perfect—scholarship, starring role, sweet boyfriend Tyler. Until Tyler shows his true colors and his older brother, Asher, comes home.
Asher is a Navy veteran with battle scars and zero patience. He calls me "princess" like it's an insult. I can't stand him.
When My ankle injury forces her to recover at the family lake house, I‘m stuck with both brothers. What starts as mutual hatred slowly turns into something forbidden.
I'm falling for my boyfriend's brother.
**
I hate girls like her.
Entitled.
Delicate.
And still—
Still.
The image of her standing in the doorway, clutching her cardigan tighter around her narrow shoulders, trying to smile through the awkwardness, won’t leave me.
Neither does the memory of Tyler. Leaving her here without a second thought.
I shouldn’t care.
I don’t care.
It’s not my problem if Tyler’s an idiot.
It’s not my business if some spoiled little princess has to walk home in the dark.
I’m not here to rescue anyone.
Especially not her.
Especially not someone like her.
She’s not my problem.
And I’ll make damn sure she never becomes one.
But when my eyes fell on her lips, I wanted her to be mine.
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But Axton does not take rejection lightly, and his retaliation is brutal: a leaked video, a ruined reputation, and a family that turns their backs on her drive her to flee the city in disgrace.
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