REBORN IN VENGEANCE, REWRITTEN IN LOVE
Elena Hart once had everything, money, beauty, and a kind heart that trusted too easily. But her perfect marriage to the charming Liam Blackwood ended in betrayal and even murder, planned by him and her best friend, Serena Cole. Her whole world fell apart.
Yet death wasn't the end for her. One day, Elena woke up in her 22 year old body, seven years before the day she was meant to die. Her memories were broken, but she was filled with a strong will: this time, she would write her own ending.
Reborn, Elena was no helpless princess. With the knowledge of what was to come and a clever, quick mind, she stepped into a world of secret business deals, hidden family stories, and a love triangle that made her quest for revenge even more complicated. There was Adrian Voss, the mysterious rival CEO whose cold look hid a past linked to hers, and Noah Grant, her childhood friend whose quiet loyalty showed deep, unspoken love. As Elena fought against Liam and Serena's evil plans, she uncovered even darker secrets, Hart Industries was really a front for a criminal empire, her mother's death was no accident, and maybe her second chance at life was part of a strange, bigger bargain.
With every twist and turn, Elena had to choose between seeking revenge or forgiving, between following love or standing on her own. But in a game where enemies wear smiles and allies hide daggers, trust could be her downfall... or her redemption.
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Chapter: Ghosts in the HallwayThe old Hart Industries research lab was at the edge of campus it looked a forgotten tomb. Plants were all over its cracked concrete walls, and the sign above the door PROJECT ECHO was so rusted, the letters looked like scars. Elena stood across the street, clutching her mother's photo in her palms. The dream's warning echoed in her head: VNOMOUS, The license plate, the truck, and Adrian Voss's icy stare. Noah moved close to Elena, his hoodie sleeves were rolled up and it revealed his tensed forearms. "You sure about this? That place has squatter written all over it," He asked her. "My mom worked here," Elena said, stepping toward the entrance. "Answers are inside." "Answers, or asbestos?" Noah asked with worry. The door was padlocked. Elena pulled out the key from Clara's locket. It fit. "Convenient," Noah muttered. Inside, dust particles and thick spider webs were floated everywhere. The lobby was frozen in time: a cracked screen 90s-era computer sat on the reception desk, Fad
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Chapter: The Blue TieThe campus auditorium buzzed with the kind of energy only free pizza could create. Elena stayed around the back, her hoodie pulled low. The event was a lecture on "Ethical Leadership" hosted by Hart Industries, a joke, considering what she knew. But she had come for one reason, which was Liam. Jess elbowed her. "Why are we here again? You hate business stuff." "Research," Elena muttered, her eyes scanning the crowd. "On what? How to bore people to death?" Then a flash of navy silk near the stage caught Elena's eye. Liam stood adjusting his blue tie with silver stripes while chatting with a professor. Elena's chest tightened. He looked exactly as he was the day they had first met: polished smile, perfectly clean hair, and that tie. The tie he had later use to strangle her trust. "I will be right back," Elena said, slipping away. She ducked behind a curtain, her heart pounding. Her backpack held two "weapons": a cup of coffee and a thumb drive she had programmed that morning. The
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Chapter: Birthday Do-OverElena spent the night roaming her dorm room, jumping at every creak of the floorboards. By sunrise, she had scribbled two things on her wall with her red lipstick: SAVE DAD. DESTROY LIAM. Jess stumbled out of bed at 7 a.m., focusing at the what Elena had written on the wall. "Since when do you hate Liam? Isn't that your cousin's dog's name?" "Long story," Elena muttered, scrubbing the words away with a wet sock. Her hands still shook, but her mind felt sharp. Clear. Like someone had wiped fog off a window. Today was July 13th, her 22nd birthday. The day she had first met Liam at the campus café. "Not this time", Elena said to herself. She dressed in baggy sweatpants and a hoodie, hiding her hair under a beanie. "Tell anyone who asks I've got fever," she told Jess, jumping back onto her bed. "You look like a sneeze," Jess said, throwing her a granola bar. "But sure. Drama queen." At 10 a.m. exactly, the knock came. Three polite knocks. Elena's heart slammed against her ribs. "
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Chapter: The FallThe last thing Elena remembered was the cold. The wind whooshed loudly in her ears as she tumbled down. Below her, the city lights looked like sparkly gold and red ribbons, all faintly like when you rub your eyes too hard. She didn't even have time to yell "Oh no!" before... THUD! She landed on the hard ground. Her nightgown flapped around her, like a kite that couldn't fly anymore. Her mouth felt yucky, like she had licked salt. And far, far above, she heard his voice, tiny and it echoed, calling from the very top of the building. "Goodbye, little songbird." Liam. Her husband. Her killer. Elena flew awake, gasping. Her hands flew to her throat, clawing at skin that wasn't broken. No blood. No shattered bones. Everything was quiet... except for the sound of the old air conditioner (like a cat snoring in the corner!). And if you sniffed really hard the room smelled like someone just washed them with soap that smells like purple flowers. "What...?" She sat up, trembling. Sunli
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Chapter: The Afterlife of a Fool.Death wasn't peaceful. It was loud. The wind screamed loudly in my ears as I fell, but the impact when death came was silent. A crack and sudden coldness, then... nothing. No pain. No light. Just an emptiness. I floated there, until a voice sliced through the dark. "Elena." My mother's voice. It wrapped around me like a thread, pulling me toward a small hole of light. Colors bled into the dark. Shapes formed: a woman with chestnut hair and gray eyes, her hands stretched out to me. Clara. "Mom?" My voice echoed, small and broken. "Am I... dead?" She smiled, but it was sad. "Not yet. But you are close." The light around her flickered, revealing glimpses of a place that wasn't a place it was like a world of spinning stars and broken memories. My memories. Flash. Liam's hands on my back, pushing me off the balcony. Flash. Serena's laugh, sharp and bright, as I fell. Flash. My father's empty eyes at our last dinner together. "Why?" I asked. "Why did they do this?" My mom's
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Chapter: The Beginning of the EndI used to believe in fairy tales. Not the kind with dragons in suits, but the kind where a lonely heiress meets a charming stranger at a charity event, where best friends joke over champagne and swear loyalty forever, where fathers remember birthdays and mothers don't die in car crashes. I was wrong. Let me start at the beginning, the real beginning. I met Liam Blackwood on a rainy Tuesday. He was standing in my father's office, his sandy-blond hair shinning in the afternoon light, his laugh warm enough to melt the frost Richard Hart kept around his heart. "You must be Elena," he said, turning those steel gray eyes on me. "Your dad talks about you nonstop." Liar. My father hadn't said a word to me in weeks. But Liam made it easy to pretend. He would bring me warm coffee every morning, he knew all my favorite bedtime stories by heart, and laughed at my silliest jokes. Then one day he kissed me for the first time under the cherry tree in Hart Gardens, I felt like the heroine of o
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