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Alessia Valenti learned one brutal truth the night the De Luca Empire murdered her parents: no one saves you. You save yourself.

She was four years old when she watched powerful men drag her father across the floor and put a bullet in him over a debt he couldn’t pay. That night burned her childhood to ash. From the ruins rose a woman forged for one purpose: revenge.

After years of brutal military training, Alessia returns to New York under a new identity.
Get close to the heir.
Destroy everything they built.

But nothing prepared her for him.

He stepped into my space, the flashing club lights sliding across the sharp curve of his smile.

“You don’t talk to men like that,” he murmured, voice low enough to cut through the bass.

I didn’t flinch. “Why? Because of the five inches between your legs?”

Silence dropped like a blade.

His emerald-green eyes dragged over my body, slow and assessing, as if deciding whether I was a threat or a toy he wanted to break. He didn’t recognize me.

But I remembered him.

The boy who stood by while his father slaughtered my family.

Then he smiled—slow, sinful, and far too dangerous.

He leaned in until his breath brushed my ear. “Careful,” he whispered. “Keep talking like that… and I might start enjoying you.”

One mistake, and nineteen years of planning dies with her.

She finally has the access she came for.

But when Damian De Luca’s emerald eyes begin to burn with something far more dangerous than hatred, Alessia faces a choice she never anticipated.

She made a promise—to her parents, to the blood-soaked floor of her childhood, to herself.

She wasn’t born to love a monster.

She was born to burn his empire down.

"Carolina Lane has lived a completely normal life until recently, but things change when she moves to a new city with her mother. Having Kayler Brown, the sexiest and most respected guy at school, as her neighbor is not amusing to her. However, as she gets to know him better, she gradually realizes that he is not like everyone else. He has something strange and hidden, and it never crossed her mind that he could be a werewolf."

"Selene, I, Alpha Garrick reject you as my Luna."

No problem, I'll try again - That's what I said to myself. Boy was I in for a bitter treat.
"I'm sorry, but I, Alpha Mavin reject you as my Luna."

The most important thing for a female werewolf is to be mated to a powerful and influential Alpha. But as you can see, my luck is subpar.
Again! I tried again.
"What's this? Your aura is weak, and you say you can only sustain your wolf form for a few minutes. I, Alpha Goro reject you as my Luna."

The circle of rejection kept repeating itself. I wondered why my life was such a big fat shit hole!
"In just a week, I met 3 different alphas. None of them wanted me." "What am I doing wrong?"


What happens when the weakest Omega, struggling with transformation, crosses paths with a powerful Alpha?
Selene, an Omega accustomed to rejection, reluctantly agrees to meet a potential suitor after being pestered by her adopted father, Alpha Faro.
Surprising everyone, Riker, the Alpha leading one of the most influential packs, chooses Selene as his Luna.

Their love story begins to blossom. However, the couple faces several challenges, one of which sees Selene becoming a constant target for rogue wolves.
How will Selene and Riker's bond withstand the trials posed by external threats?

Ruth: Dominic, please, will you accept me for who I am?
Dominic: Ruth, your abilities are too unusual for me to handle. I can't accept them.
Ruth: But I love you. I thought you'd see past my differences.
Dominic : I do care about you, but I can't change how I feel about your abilities.
Ruth: I understand, Damon. I hope you find the happiness you're looking for.

Ruth hails from a lineage of unique abilities. Despite the extraordinary talents that run in their family, Ruth finds herself isolated from the rest of the world. Her abilities are a source of alienation, and even though she possesses a close-knit family that accepts her, others remain reluctant to do the same.

She just turned 16 and it's time to find her mate, but will they accept her or will they leave like everyone else?

Selene had given everything, her loyalty, her strength, her heart, to the mate she trusted, only to watch him bring another woman into their home and declare she carried his child. The woman Selene once saved, now mocking her, flaunting her place where Selene once stood.

Stripped of her home, humiliated, and left alone in the cold night, Selene must confront a world that no longer belongs to her. Will she crumble under the weight of betrayal, or rise from the ashes and reclaim everything that was stolen from her?

You... you plan to send me to those beasts?" The lady stuttered in fright, squirming on the floor.

"It is your honor as the princess of Ashford," the king asserted.

"But I am not the princess," she yelled in desperation.

"You said I was chosen to keep the real princess away from the public because she's sick. Your Highness, I didn't sign up for this. You cannot hand me over to those beasts. They want the princess, and I am not her," Abigail pleaded.

You will go to Nightfall Kingdom as the princess of Ashford, as demanded," the king declared firmly, sealing her fate.
"Take her away," he instructed the guards.

As the unwanted, illegitimate omega of a weak and failing pack, Odette keeps her head down and endures the abuse, holding on to the hope of a happily-ever-after with her fated mate, Josh. But hours before her golden-child half-sister, Serena, is supposed to marry the terrifying Alpha Kael to secure a pack alliance, Serena runs away with Odette's mate. Desperate to prevent the Rogue Alpha from annihilating their pack over the insult, Odette’s stepmother replaces Serena with Odette. Betrayed and furious over the bait-and-switch, Kael promises her a life of miserable servitude. Now dragged into his territory as punishment, Odette is stripped of her dignity and reduced to nothing more than a possession—a breeding tool for a Rogue Alpha who despises her.

Elena Wakefield has spent three years trapped in a one-sided relationship with Emmanuel Mitchell—a man who loves her sister, but uses her body. After countless heartbreaks and three forced abortions, she's pregnant again… and desperate to keep the baby. But when Emmanuel demands she get rid of it—for Lilith's sake—Elena realizes she's never truly mattered.
What begins as quiet endurance spirals into betrayal, manipulation, and bloodshed. Lilith, the perfect daughter and Emmanuel's beloved, returns not just to reclaim her place—but to destroy Elena piece by piece.
When Elena loses everything—her child, her dignity, her future—there's nothing left to fear. And when they come for her kidney to save Lilith, she finally says no.
This time, Elena won't beg.
She won't kneel.
She'll make them bleed.

After her abusive father nearly kills them in a fit of rage, Kiera and her mother make a run for it. They run to a town in the middle of nowhere to start afresh. On her first day in high school, Kiera has a run in with the most popular but in school - Mason King. He is a spoilt, handsome jerk who delights in tormenting Kiera. What Kiera fails to realize is that the more she pushes back and stands up for herself, the more Mason's beast is roused to make her submit to him.
A dangerous, dark game of prey and predator ensues. Tired of overbearing alpha males who always get their way, Kiera vows never to let Mason win this game of theirs. But how much is Kiera willing to lose to come out as the victor? Her dignity, her mother...her heart?

When Evelyn Hale moves to Ashwick Falls for a quiet new beginning, she discovers a town that knows more about her than it should. Strangers greet her by name, old photographs show her face, and the cemetery holds a grave with her birthday etched into the stone. As she digs deeper, Evelyn uncovers a cycle of vanishings the town refuses to remember—and the more she searches for answers, the more she begins to question her own past. Some secrets aren’t buried. They’re waiting.

When Soraya Karter, the daughter of a legendary Hunter, is sent undercover to Fenrir Academy, her mission is simple: kill the cursed Lycan prince before his power destroys them all. But when her skin meets his, the impossible happens — she survives. Bound by a deadly secret and hunted by those who fear them both, Soraya and Daryl must uncover the truth behind his curse before it consumes them.
As bloodlines unravel and hearts betray duty, their forbidden bond may be the kingdom’s salvation — or its ruin.

At twenty-three, Deborah Donnelly lives a double life. One, as a top financial student at the most prestigious university in town, and the next the second life as Michelle Donnelly, her fake life as a discreet angel, working at Nightstorm, the most related place to his angels.
Michelle Donnelly has one plan in mind, the fact that she wants to raise enough money for her junior brother's operation, after he had suffered an accident three years ago, making him paralyzed in the legs.
She is hardworking, and believes in a lady paving her own way for success. Michelle's dreams are being shattered when her manager, Mrs. Penelope arranges a date with an arrogant and impulsive man.
Looking forth for a possible replacement, Michelle is hooked up with Harold Thompson.

You have been lied to about dragons. They were not monsters, and they did not fall on their own.

In Rhazir, dragons once ruled as kings and queens, holding the world in balance beside the sacred Eggkeepers who guarded their future. When those caretakers were slaughtered, the dragons vanished, the thrones were stolen, and mortals rewrote history.

Eryndra Sonbrae is just a healer’s daughter… until the Temple lets her mother die and leaves her with a hidden trunk, a vanished father, and a truth the world buried. Drawn across deadly seas and into forbidden lands, Eryndra awakens dragons thought extinct and forms fated bonds no human woman was ever meant to survive.

Hunted by the Temple. Claimed by monsters, kings, and criminals. Eryndra must decide whether she will obey the lies of the world…

Or reclaim the fire they tried to erase. Because the last Eggkeeper has risen.

And the dragons are waking.

🐉 Dragons
🔥 Last of Her Kind
🥚 Sacred Dragon Eggs
👑 Reverse Harem
💫 Fated Mates
🐺 Alpha Wolf King
🐻 Gruff Bear Protector
🐍 Morally Grey Criminal
🌊 Powerful Sea Prince
📜 Hidden Prophecy
🩸 Ancient Bloodlines
⚔️ Corrupt Temple
🖤 Enemies to Lovers
✨ Touch Her and Die Energy
🔥 Epic High Fantasy Romantasy

Two souls that find each other night, one human the other vampire. After a fateful night, Tessa becomes aware of the things that lurk at night. Not all is what it seems in Falls Hollow.

Rhea Morgan, a partially deaf investigative journalist, uncovers a blood-soaked conspiracy involving corrupt political systems and her own mysterious heritage.
Kellan Thorne is an exiled Alpha vampire who is on the run from the rest. Both Ree and Kellan’s lives intertwine but they soon discover that what they share might soon be torn by dark secrets that have been buried for long.

Nymeria has spent her whole life running from her past, from her bloodline, and from the kind of love that always ends in betrayal.

So when her brother drags her into his elite hockey world, she promises herself one thing: don’t get attached, don’t get close, and don’t fall.

Especially not for him.

Declan Cross, the Ice King, is her brother’s best friend, her first love, and her biggest mistake.

He’s colder now, darker, and dangerous in ways she can’t explain. The way he watches her feels wrong, and she doesn't want to think of her brother's friend in that way. Satisfying her.

And the worst part? He refuses to stay away.

But Nymeria isn’t just hiding scars, she’s hiding a secret powerful enough to start a war. Because she isn’t just a girl with a broken past.

She had the hunted bloodline. A secret the werewolf world would kill to control.

And Declan? He didn’t find her by accident. He was sent to hunt her.

When fate binds them as mates, Nymeria does the unthinkable. She rejects him.

But Declan doesn’t accept rejection. Not from her, or from anyone.

As obsession replaces control and enemies close in, Nymeria must decide: Run like she always has, or risk everything for a man she doesn’t trust. A man who might destroy her.

What happens when one of the most powerful alphas and richest men alive cannot find a mate? Marcus Harrington, son of Elijah Harrington, Leader of the Harrington family and Alpha of the Crescent Blade pack, has been unable to find his Luna which has driven him to be devoted to work but his strength is in question and contenders arise from within and without the family. He does not know who he can trust and at the same time, he develops a deep affection for Elizabeth Norton, a fierce werewolf and activist who decides to stand with him against everyone he faces, forming a bond deeper than even the mating bond. One yet unseen but enemies lurk everywhere and even the family can be a battlefield.

For years, Valerie Blackburn played the fool.

Mocked, ignored, and treated as worthless, she hid a secret powerful enough to shake kingdoms. But when the past comes calling, the mask shatters.

Now, ancient powers awaken, old blood debts demand payment, and the heavens themselves may not survive what Valerie is becoming.

Five years ago, Lucy broke up with Alexander because of his ‌poverty‌.
After their reunion, Alexander offered ‌millions for just one night with her‌, ‌stomping the check under his foot‌ and demanding she ‌crawl over‌ to pick it up.
As the truths of the past were uncovered piece by piece, Alexander realized ‌how gravely mistaken he had been‌.
Four years later, she returned, ‌a phoenix rising from the ashes‌, reborn... but she had ‌forgotten him‌.
Yet, loving him remained an act ‌ingrained in her very blood‌.
Alexander thought he loved Lucy ‌deeply enough‌, but she ‌always loved him just a little more‌.
"Then I entrust ‌the rest of my life to your care‌."

Adrianne, who managed to escape from her home which she considered to be a suffocating prison, was brought back to the dreadful place against her will. Not only that, she was being forced to get married for the sake of her safety apparently to a powerful man.

And the powerful man was none other than Sebastian Wright.

The name ignited terror in the hearts of some and respect in others'. The imposing man dominated both business world and underworld. He was young and promising.

But Adrianne had no intentions to get involved with such a suffocating man who was very much reminiscent of her childhood even though he was attractive and successful.

However, will she be able to remain steadfast in her decision or will her heart get shaken up?

Will Adrianne be able to make out of the series of conspiracies and betrayal intact or will she be losing herself in the process?

Lily king married kyrian Brandon out of loyalty, but she stayed for love.

She paused her adventurous life for three golden years, caring for her gentle disabled husband she secretly admires. When kyrian regained his strength and ability, his past returned, haunting him in the name of his first Love, Tracey.

Blind to the sacrifices Lily made and driven by a quiet, terrible misunderstanding, Kyrian asks for a divorce in the cruelest way possible. Devastated yet resilient, Lily must rebuild her life while battling the shadows of her own trauma.

Later on, as regret consumes Kyrian and the truth of Lily’s pain and trauma slowly unravels, they both face the hardest question of all:
If love was never spoken, can it survive the silence?

"Please help me, make me the richest man in the world! " Anthony begged the mafia lord desperately.
"I can do that with just a snap of my fingers, but what will get in return? " the mafia lord asked, a cigar was between his lips and the room was covered in thick smoke.
"I will give you anything you want, in return for power and wealth!" Anthony said with greed.
"In that case, I want your daughters, the both of them. No, I want all of them!" he proposed, with an evil smile on his face.
"I agree my lord, " Anthony said, his eyes glittering for more wealth.
The mafia lord gave him a contract to sign, and he signed it without reading the content.
"This will be super interesting!" the mafia lord said with an evil smirk.

Selene’s world comes crashing down when she witnesses the massacre of her coven. She loses her family on the same night and also gets bitten by a werewolf.

Witches are never supposed to survive a werewolf bite, but Selene does and becomes a hybrid. Selene has no idea why or who even bit her but there is one thing that she is sure of, that is she is going to get revenge for her coven and kill the Alpha king.

She becomes his slave while pretending to be a weak omega as she waits for the perfect time to strike. But her plans are not going as she wants as Selene realizes that there is a problem somewhere and more than the eye meets.

A promise marked by destiny. A love that defies the rules.
David Donovan, a successful CEO trapped by the demands of his powerful family, finds the woman he’s been searching for his entire life: Sarai, a humble waitress with a flower-shaped birthmark he could never forget. She doesn’t remember him, but he knows—she’s the girl who once saved his life.
Defying his mother, his fiancée, and everything his last name stands for, David offers her a contract marriage: one year to fall in love… or walk away forever.
Caught in a web of secrets, schemes, and a family determined to tear her apart, Sarai must choose between guarding her heart or risking it all for a love that seems written by fate.

In a world where Lycans rule and werewolves bow,
Twenty one year-old Venessa Milan knows her place—
at the bottom.

Bullied, overlooked, and rejected by her fated mate in front of the entire pack, Venessa’s heartbreak becomes the latest joke at her expense. But her life shatters in a way no one expects when her twin sister—the intended bride of the Lycan Prince vanishes the night before her royal wedding.

And Venessa is forced to take her place.

Dragged to the Palace as a substitute bride, Venessa braces herself for humiliation… until she looks into the eyes of the Lycan Prince and feels the mate bond ignite for the second time.

He feels it too.
He just refuses to acknowledge it.

The prince is cold, ruthless, and hiding something darker than anyone knows. A curse rots him from the inside out—one that steals his strength, his sanity, and his sleep. He needs an heir to break it… and believes Venessa is nothing more than a convenient womb, a temporary solution.

But Venessa is not what he expected.
Witty. Warm. Brave.
And the one person whose touch eases his pain.

As enemies circle the palace—jealous lovers, hidden witches, traitorous guards and as the curse begins to spiral out of control, the prince finds himself drawn to the girl he tried so hard to ignore.

He wanted a bride he wouldn’t care about.
He got the mate destiny refused to give him the first time.

And Venessa, who swore she’d never love again, must decide whether to protect a Lycan who once treated her like a burden… or walk away and let the curse consume him.

Because loving him could save his life.
But it could destroy hers.

To save her kingdom, Princess Elara of Vareth is given to the Devil’s son. But her new husband, Azael, seems more human than monster, and far too familiar.

When she finds a garden filled with statues carved in her image, she realizes her fate didn’t begin the night she met him. It began centuries ago, when she was Seraphine, the first Bride of Flame.

Now trapped in a cycle of love, death, and rebirth, Elara must uncover the truth behind the pact that binds their souls. Each secret she unravels draws her closer to the truth, and to the fire that could either save or destroy them both.

In a realm built on promises and ash, love might be her greatest curse of all.

Rejected by her mate, forced into marriage with a cruel Alpha, Lila’s life couldn’t get worse—until she meets his twin, her true fated mate.

Trapped in a bond with the ruthless Alpha Kael, Lila feels like a prisoner, not a bride.

But when his estranged twin brother, Alec, returns, everything changes.

Alec is her true mate, the one her soul longs for—but Kael will never let her go.

Caught between two powerful Alphas who hate each other, Lila must decide: risk everything for the mate she’s destined for, or remain bound to the Alpha who will stop at nothing to claim her forever.

On that snowy night, Vincent gave Alessandro the key, the address, and a copy of Ecclesiastes his father had left behind. He said, “You’re the most irrational thing I’ve done in over a decade.”
Alessandro accepted the book but immediately stuffed all the evidence of the Calvino family’s crimes into the trash can outside the laundromat.
On the night of the final crackdown—St. Valentine’s Day—the muzzle of a gun entered the room with the morning light. Alessandro thought he could finally shed the mask he’d worn for six years. But when he looked up, he met Vincent’s gaze. Those deep brown eyes showed neither surprise nor anger. They simply looked at him quietly, as if at an ending that had long been written.
"There is a time for everything," Vincent said softly. "But I hope our time together can last a little longer."
With that, he held out his hand. It wasn’t a gesture of surrender nor a farewell; it was an invitation for Alessandro to arrest him.
Only then did Alessandro realize that Vincent had known exactly who he was from the beginning.
Vincent hadn't tested Alessandro; he'd turned these six years into a willing imprisonment, with trust as shackles and silence as a prison cell. Alessandro was to capture Vincent with his own hands, only to spend the rest of his life regretting it.
Vincent had won the bet.
Alessandro raised the barrel of his gun and finally brought the man who had trapped him for six years into the center of his crosshairs.

“Look at me.” I growled against her skin.

Her eyes fluttered open and her gaze locked on mine in the mirror. Her lips were slightly parted, eyes dark and filled with that burning desire that mirrored mine.

Good.

I needed her to see me. I needed her to know exactly who was doing this to her.

Not Rhys. But Cassian Kaldrix.


After four years, Tessa Aldren returns home only to realize she was to be married off as her father’s dying wish. Determined to make the most of a rare opportunity, she planned to seduce her lifelong crush, but that plan spectacularly backfired—now, she’s become the obsession of Cassian Kaldrix, the most dangerous man in the city.

A renowned boxer and her brother’s best friend, Cassian Kaldrix always knew she was off-limits but when he is forced to become her only safe haven from a killer on the loose, he realizes the threat isn’t the danger outside but the passion burning within.

Faced with an impossible choice, will they battle the forbidden attraction that could ruin them or surrender to the dangerous desires that promise to consume them whole?

At 2:47 AM, half-asleep, I made the biggest mistake of my life—I posted my forty-seventh secret love letter to the anonymous school forum instead of deleting it.
Even crazier? Star pitcher Caleb Sullivan found me in the cafeteria the next day, got down on one knee in front of everyone, and asked me to be his girlfriend. I thought I was living in a dream.
Until Mom told me she was getting married.
When her fiancé walked in with his son, I saw Caleb standing in our doorway—face white as a sheet, eyes wild with panic.
First love. Boyfriend. Stepbrother.
He said Mom and I were gold diggers scheming our way into his family. By Monday, he had his arm around the cheer captain, destroying my reputation in front of the entire school and turning me into the biggest joke at Seacliff High.
Just when I thought I'd drown, Zane Knight—the transfer everyone whispered about—found me in the abandoned art room.
He crouched down, those black eyes cutting right through me: "Crying won't change a damn thing, Daphne Pierce."
Brutal, guarded, but the only person who'd looked at me like I was still human.
As he walked away, something buried deep in my memory suddenly surfaced—that voice, the angle of his jaw...
Had we met before?

He was dragged onto a debate stage as a replacement.

He could barely order lunch without apologizing to the cashier.

Then he took one wrong sip from the bottle in his bag, stood up in front of six hundred people, and made the national champion forget how to answer.

My wedding day was twenty-four hours away. Then, I hacked into my fiancé's messages.
"The father first. Then the bride."
With my life on the line, I made a deal with the devil they call the Ghost—the lethal outcast my own family betrayed.
"Marry me," I offered, "and the Corleone empire is yours."
I walked down the aisle in black. He stood waiting, a promise of vengeance in his eyes. When the bullets flew, he slid a ring onto my finger—still warm from the gun. "Our contract begins now, Isabella. Let's show them what happens when you cross us."
This marriage was supposed to be a lie. But as blood mixes with vows, I'm left wondering… did I just sign a deal for salvation, or a one-way ticket to hell?

Those beautiful dark golden eyes of Cassius should have been filled with dependence and longing for me.
Not like now—bewildered, innocent, like a lost fawn.
I perched high on an oak branch, watching the man below who was being ordered around like a servant by the knight squad gathered around their campfire.
The most feared top-tier human assassin, and... my devoted hound who warmed my bed.
Three days ago, he'd vanished without a trace after getting caught in a spatial rift while searching for abyssal crystals for me.
Never imagined when we'd meet again, he'd not only lost his memory but been picked up by a bunch of self-righteous fools.
I pulled out my communication crystal and reached out to my vampire bestie Lilith: "He's gone from attack dog to puppy dog, and I'm not sure how to handle it. What should I do?"
Her reply came instantly: "Easy—make him remember who owns him."
I curved my lips into a smile, my gaze piercing through the darkness to settle on the man by the flickering campfire below.
The dancing flames illuminated his half-wet, tattered shirt, clinging to outline that lean, muscular waistline in exquisite detail.
I stared at him, silently clenching my jaw.
I wondered—when night fell and I slipped into his tent, when I bit down on that strong nape of his neck again... would this sweet, innocent pup still be able to hold back those enticing gasps of his?

At the red carpet event, Maddie, my partner of three years, in an attempt to curry favor with a popular male star, publicly humiliated me, trampling on my foot and yelling, "Ethan, you're just a backstage errand boy

. Don't interfere with Ryan's shots. Go back to carrying materials." The whole room burst into laughter; everyone thought I was a lowly sycophant forced to swallow my humiliation.

But I didn't get angry. I calmly took out my tablet, cut off all her studio's basic permissions with a single click, and immediately sent the irrefutable evidence of her breach of contract to the brand's legal department.

Three minutes later, she was completely stripped of her control and faced a multi-million dollar claim for breach of contract.

At first, she thought I was just acting out of spite, that a little charity would win me back. It wasn't until the day her assets were forcibly liquidated and she was completely blacklisted from the industry that she desperately realized: for the past three years, she had only been able to sit at the table because of my charity.

Later, shamelessly, she crawled through garbage cans, barefoot, to the airport, knelt before my bulletproof Maybach, and begged me to come back.

As for me, I simply walked onto the private jet surrounded by executives from top European conglomerates.

"Listen here, woman. Give me an heir, and I'll give you more gold than you can spend in ten lifetimes. Fail me, and I'll snap your neck myself."

The Lycan King had me pinned against the wall, blood-red eyes dead serious. I was trying very hard not to notice that his chest was about to burst through his shirt.

Here's the thing: I'm not supposed to be here. My half-blind, gambling-addicted father checked "Fertile" instead of "Fortunate" on the royal conscription form. An honest mistake — if you ignore the part where it shipped his virgin daughter straight to the most dangerous man on the continent.

I tried to explain. He didn't listen. He made me drink something black and foul called a "fertility elixir."

But what nobody in this godforsaken palace knows is that while I can't breed, I am stupidly, ridiculously, almost cosmically lucky.

Assassin slipped poison into my soup? The venom snake fell into the boiling pot first. They tried to burn me at the stake? Lightning struck the High Priest into a charcoal briquette before anyone could light a match.

And when I accidentally kicked a loose coin in the courtyard and uncovered the largest magic crystal vein in the empire — well.

Let's just say the king who once threatened to kill me is now on his knees, clutching my skirt like his life depends on it.

"Forget the heir, Elara. I just want you."

Funny how that works.

My father died owing the Callahan family a blood debt. His payment? Me and my sister—married off to their sons.

I woke up reborn on the night they buried him.

Standing in that funeral chamber, watching the lawyer crack open the sealed will, I discovered I could suddenly hear thoughts. My sister Vivienne's voice ripped through my head: Not marrying that butcher. No way in hell.

She lunged forward and grabbed Adrian—the refined bastard son who looked like a lawyer instead of a mobster. The same "perfect gentleman" I married in my past life.

Which left me with Dominic Callahan. The scarred heir. The Executioner.

Last time around, Vivienne married Dominic and got beaten down for years. I married Adrian and lived like a queen.

I almost laughed out loud.

Because she has no idea—this time, she's the one who grabbed the monster.

The sun dipped below the ocean, and the Sea Goddess temple stood empty. My fifth betrothal ceremony with the Crown Prince, Edric, had ended exactly like the previous four: without my groom.
 When Edric and my mother finally arrived, she grabbed my freezing hands. "Leonora, your father was injured. Edric was busy at the royal infirmary." "Be generous. Don't blame him."
 I bit my lip. "And last time?"
 My mother froze. "Last time... there was an emergency with the Royal Fleet—"
 "Was there?" I cut her off. "Last time you said my brother was ill."
 Edric paled. My mother frowned, "I...I remembered wrong! Don't be so calculating, Leonora. You'll chill the Prince's heart."
 My gaze fell upon the embroidered seashell charm tied to Edric’s belt—an item my weak, illegitimate stepsister never parted with.
 Edric rubbed his temples, his eyes full of exhaustion. "I told you I was busy. If you still won't believe me, I will ask the High Priestess to annul this betrothal."
 "No need," I broke the silence.
 He looked at me, a satisfied smile forming on his lips.
 "I'll ask her myself," I said. "From today on, we are nothing to each other."

I was married to Daniel for eight years. I thought we were happy.

Then I found a receipt in his car — a private OB-GYN clinic, Upper East Side. The name on it was Lydia's. My best friend's.

I drove straight to my brother Joel's apartment. Joel, the boy I raised. The only family I had left. I needed someone to tell me I was wrong.

I heard them laughing before I knocked.

I looked through the gap in the door and saw all three of them — Daniel, Lydia, and Joel — standing in the living room with champagne glasses, toasting the baby that wasn't mine.

My husband. My best friend. My little brother.

Every person I had ever trusted. All in the same room. All in on the same secret.

And not one of them had thought to tell me.

"Please—I can't—not like this—"
The Abyss was chaos. A masked stranger pressed against me from behind. The lace corset and thong weren't protection—they were an invitation.
His hand slid under my skirt, palm scorching against bare skin. The music was so loud no one could hear me.
Everything spiraled too fast.
The crowd shoved forward. I stumbled back—
Something thick and burning pushed inside me.
I went rigid.
My first time. In the middle of a crowd. With a man I couldn't see.
The mask covered his face. I didn't know his name. Didn't know what he looked like.
I didn't know if this was the worst mistake I'd ever made.
But I couldn't make myself pull away.

"She’s boring now. Dead eyes. No spark. I’m just pretending my memory is stuck at nineteen so I can punish my wife without her leaving me."
Standing in the shadows, I listened to my mafia husband confess his sick game to the doctor. By day, he played the devoted boy who once took a bullet for me, crying over my scars.
By night, he trapped me in pitch-black elevators, letting his men rip my clothes and take photos—all to make his mistress laugh.
He thought my trauma made me weak. He thought heavy sedatives would make me forget.
He didn't know I spat the pills out the moment he turned his back.
Valentino, you played me again.
But this time, I will never give you another chance. Not in this lifetime. Not ever.

My ribs are the hottest thing in town—there’s always a line out the door—but they’ve got no idea the secret that makes them so damn good is…

The night I almost drank myself to death at a client dinner, my husband Alexander bought his first love a luxury yacht.

Maya posted it on Instagram that same night: "Best birthday gift EVER! You know who you are 💕🛥️~"

In the photo, she was in a bikini, champagne in hand, glowing with joy.

Then came the credit card alert—our joint account had been maxed out.

Before I could even confront him, Alexander called.

"Are you serious right now? Why'd you lock the card? Maya's been struggling with her depression—she needs to go sailing to clear her head! Why can't you show some compassion?"

I wanted to tell him that last night, I'd nearly killed myself closing a deal for his company.

But he'd already hung up.

Later that evening, Maya posted again—an extravagant jewelry set. The caption: "When someone truly GETS you 💎✨"

In the photo, she wore a diamond ring I never got, not even on my wedding day.

But by then, I was done caring.

Because I'd made my decision—to disappear completely.

When her father was wrongfully jailed, Ella’s fiancé Noah betrayed her for her best friend Cassandra, sending her to the disabled tycoon Sebastian to atone for a fake crime. For five years, she suffered abuse, three miscarriages and public humiliation, until she uncovered their cruel conspiracy: Cassandra stole her kindness, and everyone she trusted framed her family.
Ella faked her death to escape the endless abyss. As all betrayers perished, the guilt-ridden Sebastian traveled far and wide to seek his long-overdue redemption.

I used to be a national gold medalist in ballet.
Now I’m the 210-pound laughingstock the whole school gawks at.
I starve myself till I pass out, train so hard my knees bleed, and still the weight keeps piling on like it’s got a personal grudge.
Till the day I hear my best friend cackling in the equipment room, voice shaking with laughter:
“No matter how hard she tries, her weight will always be three-quarters of Bruce’s!”
Bruce is the 280-pound deadbeat loser who sleeps through half his classes. And me? I’m stuck to him, tied by some sick system I can’t break.
She stole my Juilliard audition direct pass. Paid guys to shove me, call me names, film me tripping over my own feet and post the clips all over TikTok.
She watches me flounder like a beached whale in the mud, barely holding back her snickers.
But she forgot one thing: mountains don’t run from streams.
They wait for the water to crash into them. And shatter into a million pieces.
Guess what? The bet’s on.

Seven years of marriage, and I was nothing but a joke.
My husband destroyed the roses I'd spent years nurturing—just to please my sister. My son, desperate for his aunt's approval, pointed at me and called me a "bad mom."
One day, the whole family took a vote to force me into donating bone marrow. Ethan, my husband, didn't hesitate. He raised his hand and said, "Erin, it's just a little bone marrow. Leah will die without you."
That was the moment my heart broke.
The surgery was a success.
When the anesthesia wore off, Ethan was gripping my hand tightly, eyes bloodshot, voice trembling with remorse. "Erin, I was a fool before. If you save Leah, I swear I'll spend the rest of my life loving only you."
He thought I'd grovel, grateful like a dog, desperate for his forgiveness.
But I just frowned in disgust and pulled my hand away as if shaking off trash.
In the dead silence, I looked at the tear-streaked man before me and asked, polite and confused:
"Sir... who are you?"

"I was born a silver-eyed oracle, yet I was exploited by my father as a blood-money machine for twelve years. On my eighteenth birthday, my family tore out my eyes and sacrificed me to the abyss in exchange for wealth and eternal life. Reborn on the day of my doom, I weave a deadly trap for my greedy father and jealous sister. And the boy next door, who hides divine power, becomes my salvation. Now, they have all met their end, and he will lead me to begin a new life."

This was the ninety-ninth time Shen Yunxiao had disappeared during my heat period.
This time, as always, I found traces of him through my sister Shu Lan's Moments.
[Heat season is here again~ Luckily, someone's been guarding me nonstop for seven days straight.]
The accompanying photo showed Shen Yunxiao kneeling on one knee, his head bowed, kissing the top of her foot in profile.
Unlike the past, I didn't yell or cause a scene. I just liked the post.
I'm a succubus. Since birth, I've been bound to Shen Yunxiao.
So, my succubus heat periods could only be resolved through him.
But he never gave me a second glance, never cared about any of my needs.
Even during my most severe heats, he'd still sit there in his suit, watching me curl up on the floor, trembling.
He knew that a bound succubus could only be loyal to one person.
I used to think he was naturally disdainful of succubi. But when I saw the tenderness in his eyes as he helped my sister Shu Lan through her heat...
That's when I knew. He wasn't disdainful of succubi. He was disdainful of me.
Convinced I couldn't leave him, he brazenly went on every date with Shu Lan.
But he didn't know that surviving one hundred heat periods on my own was the deadline I'd set for myself.
He also didn't know that by binding myself to a top-tier succubus, I could sever my connection to him, a mere human.
So, this was the last chance I was giving Shen Yunxiao.

My roommate provoked a demon, dragging me into a deadly hunt. Eerie mirror visions and ominous warnings kept coming. Just as I was on the verge of breaking, I discovered my roommate was hiding a shocking secret—and my being hunted was never an accident.

On the night Adrian Vale proposed, he said another woman’s name. When the room mistook Selene for the bride, he chose the Vale family’s reputation over the woman who had loved him for three years. Mara ElliOn the night Adrian Vale got down on one knee, he looked at me and said another woman’s name. In front of his family, his guests, and every camera in the room, he chose to protect his reputation instead of me. So I left New York before he could decide what I was worth. By the time he found me in London with a new ring, I had already learned not to wait.son left New York before he understood what he had lost. By the time he found her in London with a new ring, she had already learned how to live without waiting for him.

The werewolf world has one brutal rule: whoever can first produce a powerful Alpha heir gets to claim the throne and become the new Alpha King.

My sister Bella and I are daughters of the Red Moon Pack Alpha, born with the rare ability to bear Alpha-level offspring. This made countless Packs fight tooth and nail to claim us.

In my past life, I was fooled by Rex's handsome appearance—the Steel Fang heir. I married him and successfully bore him an Alpha bloodline pup, helping him ascend to the throne.

But fate played a deadly joke on me. Bella, consumed by jealousy after her own marriage failed, pushed me off a cliff during my postpartum weakness and took everything that was mine.

Now I've opened my eyes again, back at the mate selection ceremony. What shocked me was that Bella had also been reborn, and she'd already seduced Rex before I could.

But that's fine. My naive sister has no idea what kind of devil she's chosen.