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He has harvested a thousand souls without losing a single night of sleep.
She has survived a thousand near-deaths without understanding why.
When Lirael Vaelryn breaks curfew on harvest night and crosses paths with the Fallen Seraph himself, she expects death. What she gets is worse. His attention…stalked and followed.
Xalric Born does not want her soul. He wants her. All of her. And in Ebonveil, what the Fallen Seraph wants, he takes.
Trapped in his manor under the threat of her family's destruction, Lirael fights him the only way a powerless girl can. With her mouth, her defiance, and her absolute refusal to break. But the dreams are making it harder. Dreams of a softer version of him, a version that laughed, that loved, that looked at her like she was the reason he bothered existing at all.
Dreams that are not dreams. Memories that are not hers. A power stirring in her veins that has no business being there.
Something ancient is waking up inside her. Something that already died once, for him, and chose to come back anyway.
And something far darker than either of them is coming to make sure this time, it doesn't survive.
In Ebonveil, Death does not ask. It takes.
But she is starting to wonder if she was always meant to be taken.

The story follows Markus Ironclad, a man whose life is filled with conflict. On the one hand, he lives under the scrutiny of his in-laws, who constantly judge him. On the other hand, he must contend with the threat of the god killers, who murdered his father. As the plot unfolds, Markus finds himself in a battle for his life, and a fight for his heart. Can he overcome the odds and find the happiness he deserves?

All the destruction happened so quickly before Alice's eyes. She saw many of her people killed in a surprise attack from the Kingdom of Estonia. Her mother was also killed in the war, and her father was taken to the Estonian Kingdom. Alice Beatrix was determined to get revenge. Will the revenge against the Estonian Kingdom go smoothly?

"A book to rival TWILIGHT and VAMPIRE DIARIES, and one that will have you wanting to keep reading until the very last page! If you are into adventure, love and vampires this book is the one for you!" --Vampirebooksite.com (Turned)FATED is Book #11 in the #1 Bestselling series THE VAMPIRE JOURNALS, which begins with TURNED (Book #1)! In FATED, 16 year old Scarlet Paine struggles to understand what’s happening to her, as she wakes and realizes she’s becoming a vampire. Alienated from her parents and her friends, the only person she has left to turn to is Sage, the mysterious boy who has quickly become the love of her life. Yet Sage, whose house she finds boarded up, is nowhere to be found. Scarlet, alone in the world, with nowhere left to turn, seeks out her friends and tries to reconcile with them. All seems to be patched up when they invite her to join them on a trip to an abandoned island in the Hudson—but as things get out of hand and Scarlet’s true powers are revealed, who her friends and enemies are becomes more confusing than ever. Blake, still interested in her, tries to make amends. He seems sincere, and Scarlet is confused as she has to grapple with whether to be with Blake or to wait for Sage, who is nowhere to be found. When Scarlet finally finds Sage, they have the most romantic time of her life; yet it is tinged with tragedy, as Sage is dying, with but a few days left to live. Kyle, meanwhile, turned into the only other vampire left in the world, is on a murderous rampage, seeking Scarlet; Caitlin and Caleb consult with Aiden, and they each embark on different missions—Caleb to stop and kill Kyle, and Caitlin, to the famed Yale University library, to research the ancient relic rumored to both cure and kill vampires for all time. It is a race against time, and it may be too late. Scarlet is changing rapidly, barely able to control what she’s becoming, and Sage is dying with each passing moment. As the book culminates in an action-packed, shocking twist, Scarlet will be left with a monumental choice—one that will change the world forever. Will Scarlet make the ultimate sacrifice to save Sage’s life? Will she risk everything she has for love?

Silas Kane, a 16-year-old boy, lost everything during the Great Rift Disaster. His entire family was wiped out in the vicious monster invasion that tore through their city. No one truly understood how the monsters managed to reach Earth. Some said they came through massive dimensional rifts leading to a hellish realm, others blamed failed experiments with ancient portal technology.

During the devastating war, thirteen extraordinary individuals managed to awaken their hidden magical cores and gained godlike powers. These legends became known as the First Awakeners. They taught the surviving humans how to tap into their own cores and awaken special talents. With these newfound abilities, humanity fought back and finally drove the monsters out of their world.

However, after victory came a cruel new order. Those who awakened powerful talents ruled as kings, while anyone with weak or useless abilities was treated like worthless trash.

On the day of his awakening, Silas only managed to awaken a seemingly useless talent — Resonance Sense. It allowed him to perceive and analyze the energy signatures of others, but offered no offensive or defensive power. Because of this, he was bullied, humiliated, and looked down upon by everyone around him.

Unable to endure the endless suffering any longer, Silas decided to end his life. But the moment he was on the verge of death, the mysterious black crystal he received from the late Grand Instructor Halric activated. A powerful system awakened within him.

[Are you ready to rise from the ashes and become the strongest?]

From a weak, broken boy everyone called trash, Silas begins his journey of revenge, rapid growth, and absolute dominance in a world where power is everything,

Lu Tian once reigned at the pinnacle of the Azure Sect, until the elders he trusted betrayed him. Stripped of support and condemned under the guise of righteousness, he witnessed his sect’s collapse and the Wunhai Empire’s desperate losing war against invaders from the upper realms. Then he died.
Now he awakens forty years earlier—a fifteen-year-old disciple with crippled cultivation after saving his fellow juniors on a deadly mission. This time, every painful memory remains.
Three years stand between him and the Inter-Sect Competition that once triggered Azure Sect’s downfall. Determined to defy fate, Lu Tian secretly selects ten promising disciples and trains them in the shadows. Together they raid forbidden inheritance ruins and cultivate the mysterious Void Technique, a power no one else can wield.
When the sect claims victory despite vicious sabotage, Lu Tian’s name echoes across the empire. Jealousy festers. The elders send him to the blood-soaked frontlines hoping he never returns. He comes back stronger and more dangerous than ever.
Only then does the devastating truth reveal itself: The Wunhai Empire is no ordinary mortal realm. It is a hidden sanctuary forged by the last Immortal who defied the upper worlds. And the blood flowing in Lu Tian’s veins belongs to that very Immortal—the ultimate prize the invaders seek to extinguish.
Upper realm envoys have already infiltrated the four great sects, corrupting elders and twisting the imperial throne from within. This time, Lu Tian refuses to die in ignorance. He will awaken the power of his immortal bloodline… or watch the entire Wunhai Empire burn.

Daisy survives high school as a plus sized nerd bullied daily by star quarterback Liam Martinez and his girlfriend Tiffany. When her mother secures her a live in tutoring job for a wealthy family's daughter, it feels like an escape until she discovers the mansion belongs to the Martinez family and Liam is her student's older brother. Now trapped under her bully's roof, Daisy plans to study his weaknesses and destroy him from the inside. But unknown to her, Liam's teammates dared him to publicly date Daisy for three months without catching feelings and he's confident he can win. As fake tutoring sessions become something neither of them expected and the truth about the bet explodes before the championship game, Daisy and Liam must face what they've done to each other and decide if love built on lies and manipulation can become something real.

"Sign your name, and seal your fate," he whispered, his voice dripping with seduction, as he slid the marriage document across the table. Cassandra's eyes widened, her heart racing with trepidation, as she gazed at the paper that would bind her to this enigmatic stranger.

"I promise you, my dear, a life of revenge and redemption," he coaxed, his piercing gaze burning into her soul. "But first, you must sign."

Cassandra's hand trembled as she reached for the pen, her mind screaming warnings of danger and deceit. Yet, something about his words resonated deep within her, fueling a hunger for vengeance against the Cross family, who had wronged her so brutally.

With a deep breath, she signed her name, and her fate was sealed.

"Now, my dear, prepare yourself for a journey of no return," he murmured, his dark smirk hinting at the destruction that was to come.

A year passed, and the Cross family thought they had finally escaped the wrath of Cassandra. But little did they know, a hurricane was brewing, and she was its eye, ready to unleash a storm of fury and devastation upon them.

With her billionaire husband by her side, Cassandra returned, her presence striking fear into the hearts of the Cross family. She single-handedly dismantled their empire, her plans for revenge meticulously crafted to leave them in ruins.

And when the time was right, she orchestrated a grand CEO's party, a stage for her triumphant return. The Cross family, once so proud and powerful, now cowered before her, their eyes wide with terror, as they realized too late that they had underestimated the wrath of a woman scorned.

How would the Cross family survive the fury of Cassandra's return? Only time would tell, but one thing was certain – the storm had arrived.

An Omega, Amara is regarded as the weakest among the werewolf hierarchy in the magical village of Silverwood. Fearful that her uncommon gift of foresight would make her a target, she has been ostracized and orphaned and hidden her entire life. Her ordinary life is turned upside down when she meets the mysterious Blackwood triplets—Kaelan, Lucian, and Darius—each an Alpha with a lethal appeal.

An old prophecy binds the triplets: they have to share a mate to bring their split packs together and prevent a coming conflict. Drawn irresistibly to Amara, they identify her as their destined mate, but the strict rules of their kind ban their union since one mate per Alpha. The Blackwood triplets are battling terrible secrets and inner strife that might separate them, not only against their own kind.

Amara's passion for the triplets puts her in the crosshairs of a lethal scheme headed by the merciless Council, who will stop at nothing to uphold the old order. Amara has to release her latent abilities to guard those she loves while she works to embrace her fate. Though navigating the perilous political terrain, the triplets—each with their own talents and shortcomings—must learn to share and trust one another.

Amara's vision, however, shows her a future in which one of the triplets betrays her and makes friend from enemy indistinguishable. As the Council closes in, a dark man from Amara's past surfaces to expose a twist that might permanently alter the fate of all werewolves.

She was born under the moon, claimed by power, and torn between fate and choice.
Lyra Vale lives in a world where wolves rule the shadows and mafia kings wear tailored suits instead of crowns. As an assistant to the DeLuca family, she knows survival means loyalty, silence, and strength.
Kael DeLuca has been her protector since childhood. Her chosen mate. The man who stayed when everyone else left.
Riven Blackmoor is the Alpha King. Her fated mate. The man who rejected her once and returned to claim her when it was already too late.
Caught between two powerful wolves, Lyra is forced to navigate love that defies rules, morality, and tradition. When betrayal, loss, and bloodshed tear her world apart, she must decide who she is without the moon’s blessing and what kind of love she deserves.
This is not a story about perfect choices.
It is a story about love that survives darkness.
And the man she chooses when fate is no longer enough.

He sees. He snarls, triumphant and reverent. “Oh, this tight pussy. You gave me your virginity, Lyra.”
I nod, mouth parted, breath soughing. I feel owned, marked, impaled on the cock of the only wolf fate ever designed for me, and I burn with crazy pride. He pulls back, tunnel glistening with my innocence, then sinks again, deeper than physics should allow. My walls grip, flutter, try to memorize his shape.

The ruthless Lycan king never anticipated the feelings for her.

He murdered her parents and kidnapped her—she was supposed to be a tool for his kingdom's empowerment. Now, he'll stop at nothing to protect her, even if it means spilling blood.


A figure waited in the shadows. He smirks upon hearing that a baby girl had been born of both a Kolana wolf and a Mattra wolf. He had in his mind to kidnap the baby and kill the parents, the whole pack, if necessary. He knew this baby could bring him more power than ever imaginable.

He drew his dagger out of its sheath on his hip and struck fast swiftly and quietly plunged the dagger into the Alpha's heart and turned his attention to the Luna.

He smiled and disappeared into the shadows with his prize.


He named the baby girl Symphony.

By the time that Symphony was quickly becoming an adventurous child. She had grown an attachment to Alexander over the past year and soon followed him everywhere. She loved to sit in his office while he was working.

He hated the fact that things had begun to change in his mind about her since she was growing up.

Knowing that he caused Symphony pain was more than he could stand. He really was starting to care for her more than just the need for power but as someone he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

He didn't understand these feelings. This felt stronger than that.

If Lycans could have mates, Alexander swore this is what it would feel like.


Symphony is a wolf who is the only one of her kind, a hybrid Kolana/Mattra wolf. She has special abilities that put her in the crosshairs of many who want to use her because of her powers.

Alexander is the king of the lycans who kidnapped Symphony as a baby, using her powers to make him the most powerful and feared king and rule the world.

Selena Winters was born the weakest Omega in the Silver Crown Wolf Pack, known to everyone as a waste. She was ruthlessly mocked and tormented, and even she believed she was unworthy of having a mate. But when fate binds her to the cruel and merciless Alpha Aiden Blackthorn, the powerful strength hidden beneath her fragile exterior finally awakens. All the werewolves who once laughed at and insulted her now cower at her feet, trembling in fear!

Rachel Wood wakes after having just taken the leap of faith with Benji with the Blue Tablet to find he is mortally injured. Rachel embarks on a journey to save her love—a journey which will take her deep into the heart of the gravest danger. Is she willing to give up her life to save her one and only true love? How much is she willing to sacrifice?

Lucia has always known the wilderness as her sanctuary, but when the fires of her heat drive her into the Blue Mountain Pack’s territory when she goes into heat, she’s hunted like never before. Cornered by Aiden and Declan - the fiercely protective twin alphas of the pack - Lucia finds herself tangled in a struggle of dominance, desire, and a desperate need for sanctuary. Fleeing a brutal past and an abusive mate who still haunts her shadows, Lucia has only her spirit and resilience to rely on. Yet under the powerful, watchful eyes of Aiden and Declan, her walls begin to crack. They offer her protection, strength, and an undeniable spark that ignites a passion she can’t ignore. But Lucia’s freedom is short-lived. Her dangerous ex-mate has found her, intent on reclaiming the prize he believes is his. In a fight to save their mate and secure their bond, the alphas will stop at nothing to destroy the darkness threatening her. Only together, bound by love and loyalty, can they conquer the past and embrace a future as one. In the arms of her chosen mates, Lucia has finally found her forever home—but it will take everything she has to protect it.

Rachel Wood finally learns the secret that her new boyfriend, Benji, has been hiding: he is a vampire. She discovers his world in the mysterious Lyndvia Castle on the Hudson River. But just as their romance is blossoming, Benji’s twin brother shows up with a message that might mean the end for them all. Rachel will have to decide how much she wants to sacrifice to be with the love of her life.

Cora Snow has always been the outcast of the Lincoln Pack. At twenty, her wolf remains dormant, leaving her weak, overlooked, and an easy target for ridicule. She’s invisible, until the night her wolf finally awakens.
That same night, Cain, the Alpha’s enigmatic son, returns to the pack, accompanied by Cora’s sister, the golden image of everything Cora is not. Fate strikes cruelly: Cain, her destined mate, rejects her before she can even speak. Humiliated and broken, Cora flees, disappearing into the shadows of the wilderness. And no one, neither her pack nor her own family bats an eye. To them, she has always been nothing.
But Cora is far from nothing. What begins as a quiet spark of survival quickly ignites into a force no one could anticipate. The weak wolf they scorned is about to become the most powerful, feared, and untouchable creature the pack has ever known. And when destiny calls, the girl they laughed at will have the power to rewrite everything.....including Cain’s heart.

In AWAKENED (Book #5 of the Vampire Legends), Rachel Wood wakes in Benji’s arms—except there is one problem: she cannot remember who Benji is. Heartbroken, Benji lets her go, as she insists on leaving him and returning home.Rachel arrives back in her home in Pennsylvania, and her dad and brother Mark are shocked to see her. She is even more surprised at their reaction: she can’t remember what happened exactly, but she feels sure that she was only away for a single night. Why is everyone acting so crazy, so surprised to see her?Rachel, not remembering anything else, insists on resuming her normal life. She insists on returning to her old high school in Pennsylvania, where she runs into all of her old friends, who are equally startled to see her. A new love interest arrives in her life, while she tries to shake dreams of strange omens, and of Benji, who she still doesn’t remember. She also tries to fight these strange hunger pangs that are overtaking her.In the meantime, Rob is as set as ever on finding Rachel, and he crosses the world, wreaking destruction, to get her. Benji, too, is determined to save her, to make her remember their love—while Hunter and Penelope and Matilda are on a mission to find the Waverly Tablet and prevent Violet from conquering the world.It will be a race to the end while all these forces try to converge on Rachel. But by the time they reach her, she may even be gone herself…Will Rachel remember her true love? What choice will she make?AWAKENED is book #5 of the Vampire Legends series (following SWORN, TAKEN, BITTEN and CHOSEN), and is also a standalone novel.

Rule #1: Never accept a gift you can’t afford.

When my boyfriend proposed with a stolen blue diamond and vanished overnight, he left me at the mercy of lethal debt collectors.

Out of options and out of time, I signed a rescue contract with my powerful billionaire boss, Damian Wolfe.

He gave me safety. He gave me protection. He gave me a ring.

But protection in Damian’s world comes with a terrifying price. Behind his flawless smile and endless wealth lies a web of dangerous lies—and the lingering feeling that my nightmare was no accident.

I thought I was rescued. I didn't realize I had just walked willingly into the deadliest trap of all.

Flora Everhart discovers her husband’s affair on their anniversary, an unpleasant sight for the eyes and it shatters her world. In the aftermath, she encounters Marcus, her estranged brother-in-law, only for him to be critically injured protecting her from the mistress. As Flora faces heartbreak and betrayal, the Moon Goddess Selene offers her a second chance—traveling between worlds to collect life force by living out the fates of women who died tragically. Flora soon uncovers a powerful secret: Marcus’s soul is scattered across dimensions. As Flora’s journey begins, she must choose between love and redemption, and the price of both.

Leandra had always lived a life of routine—long shifts at the hospital, caring for patients, and finding comfort in the steady rhythm of her work as a nurse. Her world was defined by purpose, one she knew well. Everything had made sense in that world, where logic ruled and the unpredictable could be managed with skills, empathy and compassion. But that predictable life was completely and utterly shattered the moment she met Sultan.

Sultan wasn’t just any man. He was the Alpha of the most powerful werewolf pack in America, But more than that he was her mate. The bond between them sparked something deep inside Leandra, something ancient and powerful that she hadn’t even known existed.

Leandra, who had believed herself to be fully human her entire life, discovered that she was part fairy—a truth hidden from her since birth. The revelation was overwhelming, and shifted her entire world on its axis but the mate bond between her and Sultan only intensified it and grew stronger with every touch, every glance, every word that was passed between them. A connection of souls that neither could resist, destined by fate.

Her world had become one of politics, power, and magic.
The moment Leandra’s fairy lineage was revealed, with her unique bloodline and growing bond to Sultan the balance of the supernatural world began to shift. Whispers of a brewing war stirred in the shadows, a conflict that threatened to erupt as a fight for power was on the horizon.
Sultan’s world was now hers, and with it came expectations. She couldn’t walk away from human world. She would have to find a way to balance the two lives that now defined her.

Because neither one was willing to let her go.

He was supposed to be my saviour.

Julian Blackwood was the golden boy of high society. The billionaire saint who pulled me out of debt.

I owed him my life.

Until he decided he actually wanted it.

He asked for three things.

A single signature.
Six months of submission.
A forced move into his penthouse to play the role of his perfect, devoted prize.

"Julian" thinks he cornered a helpless girl who will just smile and obey.

He is about to find out I bite back.

So I crossed his threshold with a plan: to tear an arrogant rich man apart.

But I was dead wrong.

The man waiting for me behind those closed doors is ruthless.

He is dangerously possessive.

And the saint I thought I signed my life over to is nothing but a brilliant illusion.

I was reborn on the exact night my guardian, Caleb, was consumed by a drug-induced rut.

This time, I didn't hesitate. I dialed his fated Luna directly. "Your Alpha is in rut. You have ten minutes to come collect him."

In my past life, I loved the Alpha who took me in. I gave him everything when he needed it most, throwing myself into the fire just to save him, even bearing his pup.

But that same night, his precious "white moon"—Selena—went out for a walk, only to be dragged away and slaughtered by rogues.

She had mind-linked him thirty-three times before she died. But he was with me, delivering our baby, and he blocked her out.

For that, my reward was a silver collar piercing my scent glands in the cold dungeons. I was forced to watch my baby die in agony, my last sight in this world being Caleb’s eyes, filled with pure, unadulterated disgust.

"If you hadn't refused to call Selena that night, if you hadn't been such a whore begging for my bed, she would never have died."

"You and this bastard pup... the world is cleaner with you both dead."

I blinked, and the nightmare shattered. I was back. Back to the exact night the aphrodisiac triggered his rut.

To protect my son, I spent a grueling year trapped in an underground bunker on an isolated island. Outside the heavy steel door, the scratching and snarling of the undead never ceased.

When our supplies finally ran dry, I risked my life crawling through a narrow ventilation duct to find water—only to emerge into bright sunlight. There was no apocalypse.

My wife—who had supposedly been "torn apart" by the horde—was lounging in a silk slip, sipping champagne with my head of security. And those monsters pounding on my door? Paid actors.

They had staged this entire bio-crisis just to lock me away and drive me insane, all so they could legally seize my billion-dollar empire.

Watching their smug smiles, I slipped back into the shadows. I destroyed the island's entire communication grid and emptied the only vial of a real zombie virus into their central water supply.

Since you love playing doomsday survival so much... let's make it real.

I gave birth to three children for my ruthless mafia husband. And every single time, he tore the newborns from my blood-soaked sheets and handed them straight to my barren sister.
For seven years, I endured electroshock therapy and brutal captivity, reduced to nothing but a breeding vessel to complete their "picture-perfect" family.
He thought he had broken my spirit long ago. That’s why, when the assassins struck, he didn't hesitate to shove me into the line of fire as a human shield.
To protect his true love, he threw my bleeding, wounded body into a freezing water cell as their perfect scapegoat.
He thought tossing me a few scraps of mercy would have me crawling back to him, begging like a dog.
But he was dead wrong.
When the bone-chilling water swallowed me, I didn't panic or thrash. I simply smiled, letting the black depths drag me under.
Domenico could never have imagined that the cold, lifeless corpse he personally sent to the morgue was my perfect escape, seven agonizing years in the making.
He stole my babies. He stripped away every last ounce of my dignity.
So now, I’m going to take away everything he holds dear, piece by agonizing piece: his empire, his power, and the love he arrogantly thought he could control forever.

When the vaccine turned into a deadly virus, the dead rose with blood-red eyes. Marcus lost his lover in the apocalypse, discovered the dark conspiracy behind the zombie hordes. From a desperate survivor to a cold hunter, he burns for revenge and fights to save the last of humanity in the ruined world.

In Heaven, there exists an iron law: during the Ascension Ceremony, if a bride fails nine times to complete the bonding flight with her groom's Divine Cloak, her soul is deemed tainted, and she will be cast into the Abyss for seven centuries of penance.
I was once Heaven's greatest warrior, until I threw myself before the hellfire meant for Archangel Gabriel—and lost my wings forever.
I endured eight Ascension ceremonies. Each time, Gabriel found a reason to delay.
Then came the ninth. My last chance. One flight bound to his Divine Cloak, and I would soar again—my name cleared, my honor restored.
But atop the ceremonial tower, he unclasped the cloak from his own shoulders and wrapped it around Irene, the trembling Healing Angel.
"Cecilia, Irene needs this more. You're strong—you'll survive the fall."
He'd forgotten one thing: without wings, this height would kill me.
I didn't beg. I simply met his eyes—and stepped off the edge.
I woke in the arms of the Demon Lord I'd once shown mercy.
He spread ten pairs of wings that blotted out the heavens and carried me back to Heaven as his queen.
And Gabriel—that proud Archangel—knelt at my feet, tears streaming, begging me to look at him just once more.

When my husband handed the project I bled for to his "depressed" childhood sweetheart, he told me to be mature. "You're my wife. You shouldn't care about the credit."

So, when I was in the hospital miscarrying our baby while he threw her a party, I didn't cry. When she posted selfies wearing my anniversary necklace, I didn't scream.

Julian thought he had finally broken me into the perfect, obedient housewife. He truly believed I was nothing without him.

What a pathetic joke.

He had no idea his entire "business empire" was secretly kept alive by my family's trust fund.

He certainly didn't know the "mundane paperwork" he blindly signed this morning was my resignation—and our divorce agreement.

In my past life, I replaced my runaway sister Beatrice and was forced to marry mob enforcer Rowan Sinclair.
She thought he was poor with no future, so she ran. My parents didn't even tell me before sending me in her place.
Rowan knew the truth. He carried it like shame, never truly seeing me—only cold stares and silent contempt. I spent years beside him like an unwanted ghost, carefully managing his world while he rose from despised smuggler to feared godfather.
Then his attitude began to change.
Just when I thought we might have a real future, Beatrice returned with tears and lies, claiming I'd stolen her place. Rowan believed her. My parents betrayed me. Everyone chose her.
When a rival family captured us both, guns to our heads, only one could survive.
Rowan pulled Beatrice into his arms and abandoned me without a glance.
They tortured me for three days. The baby in my womb died first. Its father never knew it existed.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back to that afternoon before it all began.

The agony of flesh being torn apart still burned in my memory.
But I had been reborn.
I tremblingly touched the face in the mirror. Whole, unmarked. Was this real?
Just moments ago I had been struggling on death's edge, and now I stood in an 18-year-old body. Everything felt too surreal.
The entire pack still thought I was that naive Elena, forever living in the shadow of my pureblood sister Sarah. They didn't know I had seen the darkest truth.
The door suddenly burst open, and Sarah walked in carrying a cup of hot tea.
"Elena, don't stress yourself." Her voice carried an air of superiority. "Given your... situation, the Moon Goddess would be more forgiving."
Looking at her flawless smile, I was nearly sick to my stomach. This face, this expression—I had witnessed it countless times in my past life.
"About fated mates and all..." Sarah gently stroked my shoulder. "It's not something you absolutely have to follow. If you find Alpha Lucas too domineering, choosing a gentler Alpha would be a good option too. I'll stand by you either way."
Stand by me? I nearly laughed out loud.
In my past life, I had been blinded by these very words. I had given up other opportunities and chosen my fated mate Alpha Lucas, only to become a tool to mask his true feelings.
The truth hadn't surfaced until Sarah's birthday celebration. When the rogue wolves' claws had targeted her, that man who had claimed to love me for years hadn't hesitated to push me toward the pack.
As I collapsed in a pool of my own blood, the wolf claws having torn deep gashes across my flesh, I watched Lucas cradling Sarah protectively while she clutched her belly in panic.
"Save Sarah! Quickly, save her! The child in her belly..." Lucas had immediately rushed her to the medical room.
No one had paid attention to me lying in a pool of blood. In everyone's eyes, only Sarah had mattered.
"It's all my fault," Sarah had said weakly. "If I hadn't gotten pregnant, Elena wouldn't have been lashing out in jealousy..."
What? She had actually claimed I was lashing out in jealousy?
"Elena, I'm sorry... I'll make it up to you in the next life." Lucas had given me one last look, his eyes full of guilt.
Next life?
You got me killed, and you still wanted me to give you a chance in the next life? Dream on!

A noble homecoming turns into a death sentence. Jessica uncovers dark abyss magic hidden inside gift chocolate. With no way to break the threeday binding curse, she lets her dying lover take its power. Revenge unfolds in full view at the grand temple engagement ceremony. Victory comes with an irreversible price: true love lives inside another woman’s skin.

I married a billionaire heir who could neither walk nor speak.
On our wedding night, he signed for "separate rooms." I turned and dismissed the staff: "My husband can't wait."
When we met his mother, he furiously signed to complain about my bossiness. I translated his gestures into romantic sweet nothings, coaxing her into giving me strings of family jewels.
At the country club with my girls, I showed off my ridiculously handsome husband. I even pushed his wheelchair right up to the goalpost and made him my goalkeeper.
He struggled, glaring at me, his eyes full of humiliation—but that broken look only made me more addicted. I was entirely captivated by his face, fully believing I had hit the jackpot.
Until one morning, tangled up in the sheets, I caught him firmly propping up his own body.
My blood ran cold. I rolled over and bolted.
A deep, raspy male voice echoed behind me.
In that instant, I realized the ruthless, commanding heir had returned...

I thought I was the luckiest person in the apocalypse.
My brother, a former special forces soldier, brought me supplies so I wouldn't have to face the horrors above ground.
My girlfriend comforted me over the radio, saying she'd cry in my arms once we could finally get out.
I lived underground for three years, grateful like a domesticated dog.
Until that day, when I pushed open the door, smelled fresh grass, and saw the swimming pool in the sunlight—that's when I understood that the so-called apocalypse was never outside, but behind the door they had locked me in.

"Fuck a whale like that? Dude, I'd need a goddamn forklift to dig through the rolls and find the hole. You could pay me a thousand bucks and I still wouldn't touch it. This isn't a date—this is a fear factor challenge."
Three months ago, those words boomed through the speakers at the frat party, filling every corner of the house.
That night, I was the joke. The fattest pig in their twisted little hunting game.
Three months later, I'm at the podium running for student body president. My waist dropped from 38 inches to 24, and this custom suit fits like a weapon.
Down below, the same people who laughed are staring up at me now. And that asshole who needed the forklift? He's face-down in the dirt like a kicked dog, waiting for me to end him.
My name is Leona. This isn't some crying fat girl's diary anymore. This is how I crushed every bastard who ever stepped on me—and clawed my way to the crown with blood and sweat.

My daughter died on her seventh birthday.
I held her in the cold ward as her body slowly lost all warmth.
Meanwhile, her father—my husband Vincent—was on a mountain top with his mistress, making love to her all night long.
He said, "She’s just a child. There’ll be better ones sooner or later."
He said, "Camila, you’re the only one I love."
He has no idea that he’s killed the only soul in this world that loved him unconditionally.
After the divorce, I am no longer the meek Mrs. Lucchese who begged for his affection.
Funeral, scandal, a worthless bastard...
Everything I lost, I will make him pay for—with his entire family.

Julian and I played house for five years—minus the actual marriage certificate. Because he bailed on me at the registry office twelve times. All for Mia, some intern.

First time: Mia screwed up her pitch.

Sixth time: Mia had the flu.

Twelfth time: Mia's ex showed up at our architecture firm throwing punches. Julian had to play knight in shining armor. I got knocked into a desk, cracked my head open—he didn't spare me a glance before whisking her off to the ER.

Before, I would've lost it. Screamed. Sobbed. Begged him to tell me who the hell he was actually planning to marry. And every single time, Julian would sigh and say, "Chloe, really? She's just an intern. Practically a child."

This time, all I said was: "Go ahead."

Then I turned around and took that job overseas.

When his thirteenth text came through—yet another registry office reschedule—I was already at the gate for my London flight.

This time? I'm choosing me.

Siren's Reef only breeds women.
On this isolated island, Henrietta's orphanage takes in all fatherless girls. She raises us until our eighteenth birthday—the night of the "Coral Crowning," an annual coming-of-age ritual that supposedly earns the Sea God's blessing.
My sister Saffron and I are identical twins, raised wearing the exact same face.
But on this island, the same face doesn't spell the same fate. She was the one Henrietta spoiled from birth; I was the one allowed to trail behind her.
I thought it would always be this way. Until she died. Henrietta claimed Saffron broke the rules and was flayed alive by the serrated edges of the reef. But that day, I saw it with my own eyes: Saffron's signature dimple had appeared on Henrietta's cheek—where none had been before.

In my past life, when I eagerly handed my ultrasound to my gentle doctor husband, I didn't get a warm embrace. I got a scalpel. Without anesthesia.

The man I loved dragged me into a pitch-black basement to butcher me alive. My once-doting mother called me a filthy whore, treating me like a sickening stain on the family. My fiercely protective brother pinned me to a metal workbench, offering me up as a living sacrifice.

I died in utter agony, left to rot and be eaten alive by rats in the dark. Up until my last breath, I couldn't understand:

Why did a single piece of paper—a sonogram of a perfectly healthy baby—instantly turn my entire family into bloodthirsty monsters?

On the day I died, Roland was rolling in the sheets with his adopted sister, Lavinia.
When the hospital called with my death notice, he scoffed. It was just drawing some blood, how could anyone die from that? He was certain I was just throwing a tantrum again, desperate for his attention.
The day he received my ashes, he personally smashed the wooden urn to the ground. His expensive leather shoes ground my ashes into the floor over and over as he coldly announced he was going to marry Lavinia and throw a grand wedding—the exact wedding I had begged for when I was alive but never got.
It wasn't until the day before their wedding that his assistant, Desmond, rushed in, trembling.
"Sir, it's bad... We pulled the security footage from the hospital, and... the madam's autopsy report."

I was the only top-tier Healer in the entire pack.
The blind witch in the Black Forest told me that if I hid my true bloodline and used my Healer gift to save one hundred dying wolves — no payment, no recognition — my mother's spirit would break free of the curse and find peace with the Moon Goddess.
For twenty years, I'd kept my bloodline a secret, saving ninety-nine wolves on the brink of death. Just one more, and it would all be over.
Then the call came. A six-year-old boy. The Alpha's only son. Dying from bloodline backlash. I was the only one who could save him.
I said no.
The whole pack turned on me. My fiancé called me a cold-blooded monster. The Alpha threatened me with treason. They offered gold, titles, everything — even got on their knees.
None of them knew why I refused. None of them knew what that Alpha took from me twenty years ago.
Save his precious heir? He should've thought about that before he destroyed everything I loved.

Half human, half wolf—my blood can heal anything. To keep the peace, the elders offer me to the pack's War God.
"I'd rather sleep with a rock than a half-blood," Zane spits.
The wind rips away the herbs masking my scent. He freezes mid-sentence.
"Mine," he growls, claiming me on the spot.
He warns me to stay away from the Alpha—he hates half-bloods, and he'll kill me.
But when Zane leaves for war, it's Lucius who collapses at my door, drenched in blood.
"Medicine won't save me. You already know what will."

"I agree." I signed away my life to save the girl who framed me. My mate didn't even look up from her tears to notice I was dying. "Stop pretending. This much blood loss won't kill you," he said, storming out with her in his arms. What he didn't know? That contract wasn't a healing pact—it was an execution order. And I'd just started my 72-hour countdown to burn his entire kingdom down with me.

The day college applications were due, Fern Whitmore wouldn't stop crying — and my two childhood best friends were completely wrapped around her finger.

They actually threatened to give up their Ivy League spots to follow her to community college.

I tried everything to talk them out of it. Nothing worked. So I went behind their backs and called both their parents.

Their parents showed up that same night and put a stop to it. Applications corrected, crisis averted, everyone back on track.

Or so I thought.

Fern lost her two personal ATMs, and one night she posted a goodbye message on social media and swallowed a bottle of pills.

Nash and Declan didn't blame her for it. They blamed me.

They lured me up to the roof. Both of them shoved their hands against my chest.

"Maren." Declan's voice was ice. "You ruined Fern's future. Go apologize to her in hell."

I fell twelve stories.

When I opened my eyes, I was back at the beginning.

This time, I'm not saving anyone.

On my twenty-fourth birthday, my grandfather dropped the bombshell: I was an orphan.
After learning about my biological family, I decided to do something nice. I bought a limited-edition sports car as a gift for the father I had never met.
But at the dealership, I was publicly humiliated by my brother's mistress.
To clear up the misunderstanding, I called my brother.
When he arrived, it was only to back her up.
"This birthmark is ugly; let me help you get rid of it."
My own brother used a cigar to burn off the birthmark behind my ear and had my suffering broadcast on the mall's LED screen.
"Listen, if anyone dares to treat this woman’s injuries, I’ll have their license revoked in this city for good!"
But he didn’t know that the grandfather who raised me was someone no one in this city could even dream of looking up to.
When my grandfather arrived with a top-notch medical team and armed mercenaries, sealing off the entire building, my arrogant brother finally realized his mistake.

“Aeris, for the pup’s sake, I won’t reject you. But the suffering you caused Seraphina—I want you to experience it a thousandfold.”
I knew he didn't love me, but I didn't know he could be so heartless.
I am the one who saved my Alpha’s life, yet my Alpha mistook another woman for his savior. Even though I became his Luna and sacrificed so much for him, he still doesn’t love me. I was framed by that woman, and in a fit of rage, my Alpha accidentally killed me and our pup. At this moment, the truth is about to be revealed.
What will his reaction be after knowing the truth?

‘PETITION FOR DISSOLUTION OF MARRIAGE.’
“And where exactly would you go after the divorce?” Felix scorned.
“Have you forgotten you had nothing when grandma took you in?” He added, giving her a dismissive once-over.
There was no hint of surprise on his face regarding the divorce news, which all the more showed how much he disliked her.
Wren has spent three years of her life trying to be the perfect housewife to an unloving man. But when she’s pushed to the wall, she’s forced to retaliate.
However she has no idea what is waiting for her on the other side. Happiness at last or worse chaos?

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The stranger moved closer, closing the space between him and Anna.

His hand came up, gripping her jaw and tilting her face so she had no choice but to meet his gaze.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked.

Anna swallowed hard, her pulse racing.

“Yes,” she breathed. “I want you to fuck me so hard I forget about my dickhead of a fiancé.”


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