Second Vows Of A Scorned Wife
~ She died a betrayed wife. She returns as a queen with blood on her mind. ~
Avina Drene-Graves spent her first life being loyal, obedient, and blind to the rot around her—until she was framed, tortured, and murdered by her husband, her sister, and the family who raised her.
But fate gives her a second chance.
Reborn five years earlier, Avina vows to destroy the people who orchestrated her downfall. Her plan begins with the one man powerful enough to topple the Graves dynasty from within:
Ronan Graves—her ex-husband’s cold, feared, dangerously controlled uncle.
Avina seduces him with lies.
He ensnares her with obsession.
Their marriage becomes a weapon, their chemistry a battlefield.
As Avina dismantles her enemies one by one, buried secrets crawl back to life—illegal experiments, missing people, and a hidden order that once claimed her mother.
But when the shadows of the past target Ronan’s daughters, Avina must confront the darkest truth of all:
Some monsters weren’t meant to be escaped.
They were meant to be killed.
*A dark rebirth romance filled with power, obsession, revenge, and a love that destroys everything in its way.*
⚠️ Content Advisory
This story contains dark and mature themes, including past sexual assault (non-graphic), cult abuse, psychological and emotional manipulation, medical trauma, forced pregnancy themes, violence, kidnapping, and morally gray characters.
Reader discretion is advised.
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty Four*Avina*I jolted upright with a sharp inhale, my eyes snapping open with my breath catching halfway like something had clawed its way up my throat.And I instantly regretted that action. The world lurched and a sharp pain detonated behind my eyes. It was as if someone had driven a spike straight through my skull and left it there. I squeezed my eyes shut, but that only made it worse. A broken sound slipped out of me.“God—”My hand flew to my temple, fingers pressing hard like I could hold my head together, like it wasn’t about to split open. The movement tugged at something else, and a sharp, tearing ache ripped through my shoulder.“Holy shit!“ I cussed under my breath, gripping my shoulder. The ache slowly spread from my shoulder down my arm in a hot, throbbing wave, stealing the strength from my fingers. My arm sagged uselessly at my side, heavy and wrong. I don’t remember hitting my shoulder against anything that would’ve caused this kind of bone-deep ache.And where on earth
Last Updated: 2026-03-19
Chapter: Chapter Thirty Three*Avina*I didn't scream. I didn't waste my breath. I just threw my entire weight to the right, slamming my shoulder into the man with the gravelly voice. And because he wasn't expecting it, he stumbled back, his boots slipping on the damp floor. I lunged forward, using my bound hands like a club. I swung blindly, catching the second man—the one with the airy voice—directly in the side of the head. I heard a sharp clink as the syringe he was holding shattered against the floor."You little bitch!" He screeched. I didn't wait to catch my breath. I quickly reached up, my fingers trembling as I clawed at the blindfold. I ripped it down, the world blurring into focus. I threw a quick searching glance through the room. It had grey concrete walls, a single flickering bulb, and a medical bed in the center surrounded by rusted IV poles and trays of gleaming steel instruments. It somehow looked like a makeshift surgery, and strongly reminded me of a butcher shop.I swallowed hard down my dry
Last Updated: 2026-03-17
Chapter: Chapter Thirty Two*Avina*The world didn't come back all at once when I regained consciousness. It just slowly returned in sharp, jagged pieces of sensory overload. First thing I noticed was the smell. It was a thick and suffocating mix of stagnant water, rusted iron, and the sharp, medicinal sting of antiseptic. And then there was this intense cold that seeped through the fabric of my dress, biting into my skin from the damp concrete floor beneath me. I shivered, my shoulders flexing as I tried to move my hand to touch the back of my head, but my arms wouldn't budge. It only took me half a second later to realize that my wrists were pulled tight behind my back, the rough bite of hemp rope digging into my skin. Fear twisted my gut. I tried to pry my eyes open, but was met with only darkness. I reached up, my fingers coming in contact with a thick, grimy fabric that was tied around my head, pressing against my eyelids. I lay perfectly still, my heart thudding against the cold concrete floor. ‘Don't
Last Updated: 2026-03-17
Chapter: Chapter Thirty One*Avina* I leaned back, the leather creaking beneath me. I should have known. Ronan Graves didn't just play the game; he owned the stadium. Hell, the man probably owned the entire city. He was the highest shareholder in my mother’s company which means that he holds more power in this building than I did.Why hadn't he told me? Was this why he had been watching me so closely? He wasn't just interested in the ex-wife of his nephew, he was protecting his investment.A pinch of acute disappointment rolled in my stomach but I quickly stuffed it away. Because it was a feeling that was both unusual and alien to me especially after I had already gone out of my way to convince myself that Ronan meant nothing to me. No matter what. Shaking my head, I scrolled further down, past the list of minor board members, and finally hit the financial audits. My eyes narrowed. There were discrepancies. Huge ones. There were payments to companies I’d never heard of. L&M Logistics. Blue Horizon Holdings.
Last Updated: 2026-03-16
Chapter: Chapter Thirty*Avina*Needless to say, I was appointed the CEO of Drenex Holdings before the day was over. And when I woke up the next morning, multiple headlines were still screaming my name. By the time I reached the Drenex Holdings headquarters at 8:00 AM, the world already knew everything. Or, at least, the version of ‘everything’ the press could piece together. — Daughter of Murderer Takes the Throne. — Sebastian Winslow Accused Of Murdering His late Wife, Calista Drene-Winslow— Calista Drene’s Will Surfaces After 25 Years.These and many similar others were the titles plastered across many major magazines, newspapers and tabloids in the city. Stuffing my phone into my bag, I stepped out of my car, the morning sun glinting off the glass towers of the city. I brushed a hand down my bruised plum colored suit to ease out any possible crease. My heels hit the pavement with a rhythmic clack-clack-clack sound that made my resolve grow stronger. As I walked through the lobby, the air around me
Last Updated: 2026-03-15
Chapter: Chapter Twenty Nine*Avina*I got to the elevator only to find out that it was out of service. My hands curled into tight fists. They are really going out of their way to make sure I don't get any chance whatsoever. Only that they underestimated me this time around. I scanned the hallway and found the emergency stairwell by the corner. Profound relief rushed through my body. Without wasting any more time, I turned and ran. My lungs burned, the sound of my heels echoing against the concrete was like a drumbeat. I reached the top floor, pushed through the heavy doors, and found myself in the plush, silent hallway of the executive suite.The massive mahogany doors of the main boardroom stood at the end of the hall, and I could hear the muffled sound of my father’s voice coming from within.I stopped and smoothed my hair back into place. I took one long, steadying breath. Then, I threw the doors open.The sound of the heavy wood hitting the stoppers was like a thunderclap. All heads snapped in my direction
Last Updated: 2026-03-14
Chapter: Chapter Sixty One: How much longer?*Vivienne* I stumbled back, my heart pounding wildly against my chest, a relentless drumbeat of fear and adrenaline. My breath caught in my throat as I stared at the unmoving body of Logan sprawled on the floor. His face was a twisted mask of shock and pain— his gaze blank as blood trickled from his nose, staining the floor beneath him a dark crimson. The shattered glass glimmered ominously, reflecting the harsh overhead light in the room. My fists clenched by my sides as the feeling of horror mixed with relief coursed through my body. He was not moving. And I needed to get out of here. Now. With a surge of determination, I turned and dashed out of the room, my bare feet slapping against the cold, hard floor. I raced down the dimly lit hallway with only my eyes as the beacon of light guiding me. I then paused for a moment, bracing my hands on the side walls to be able to catch my breath. I clutched my heaving, tight chest and squeezed my eyes shut as I felt the walls
Last Updated: 2025-08-14
Chapter: Chapter Sixty: Captive of regret *Vivienne*“It’s been a long time, hasn’t it, Ina?” he said, his tone unsettlingly calm and steady. That was the second thing that the man responsible for upsetting my entire life said to me, about eight years later. Almost immediately resentment, anger, sorrow and a whole lot more emotions rolled through me systemically, each one trying to override the other. He moved to my back and I could feel him sniffing my hair. His own smell invaded my nostrils which instantly made the contents in my belly revolt. It was him alright. Lemon, leather and the smell of cigarettes clinging to his clothes. “I have missed you so much, Ina,” he continued with a husky voice, his strong alcoholic breath fanning my neck. I clenched my jaw, my fists clenching behind me, nails biting into palms. Fuck! I still can't see a damn thing. And my ankles were also starting to hurt like a bitch. Whoever tied me up did a great fucking job.“Your smell.” he lifted the side of my hair and took another sniff of
Last Updated: 2024-12-08
Chapter: Chapter Fifty Nine: In the flesh *Vivienne*As I settled into the plush leather seat of the car, I glanced sideways at Eric. He looked a bit pale, the remnants of his recent hospital stay evident in the way he held himself. I suddenly felt guilty about not visiting him throughout his stay at the hospital. I only recalled hearing that the stab had gone deep and that he would be needing critical surgery and aftercare. The car hummed softly as we glided through the late morning streets, the sun casting long shadows across the asphalt. The city buzzed around us, a symphony of honking horns and distant chatter.“Feeling better?” I asked, trying to lighten the mood. Eric offered a faint smile, his eyes focused on the road ahead. “Yeah, just a bit sore. But I’ll be back to normal soon.”I swallowed hard, feeling nerves overtaking my body. “I'm so sorry I didn't drop by to visit the entire time you were at the hospital,” I finally whispered, hoping that my sincerity was passed across to him. “You don't have to apologize
Last Updated: 2024-12-03
Chapter: Chapter Fifty Eight: A hasty plan *Liam*“Why didn't you tell Ms. Reynolds about the paparazzi camping out in front of the hotel,” Ryder threw out as soon as the car pulled out from the parking lot. I sighed and reclined even more on the car seat. “Well, I didn't want to bother her with such irrelevant things,” I answered. “Irrelevant things?” Ryder scoffed. “Because of the scene you caused yesterday, the whole internet has been buzzing off with the firm speculations that you two are dating. Again.”I closed my eyes. “You make it sound like it would be a bad thing if we were actually dating.”“Aren't you?”My eyes popped open and I slowly turned my head to gaze at Ryder. “No, we are not,” I told him. “At least not yet.”“Well, guess who's not going to believe you?” I watched with a quizzical expression on my face as he pulled up an article on his tab and practically shoved it at my face. “What the fuck is that?” I muttered. “A super viral article of you rushing up to help Ms. Reynolds and finally leading her away
Last Updated: 2024-12-01
Chapter: Chapter Fifty Seven: The last encounter *Vivienne*Never in my life did I imagine that I would be telling my story to another person… more less, a man.It wasn't even about the heartache and guilt that I normally feel whenever I thought about the series of events that lead up to the tragedy but bringing myself to talk openly about it. But here I was, naked with my boobs squished up against Liam's hot body as I told him exactly what happened. I was yet to understand the reason why I told him something that I had sworn never to tell anyone, but I later came to the conclusion that I tend to be irrational whenever I was with him. But deep down inside me, I knew that I wanted to tell him… I wanted to be the first person that he hears the story from. Releasing another deep agonizing breath, I raised my head from his chest and stared at him. “So, you see the reason why I can't bring myself to trust anyone? I can't even trust myself… and that's just the real me.”Liam just gazed at me without a word, his green eyes flickering a
Last Updated: 2024-11-28
Chapter: Chapter Fifty Six: Unmasking the pain *Vivienne*“No,” he said, cutting me off. “You are actually the first woman I'm doing this for.”I felt a squeeze in my heart at his words and I slowly threw my head to the side, unable to look him in the eye. The cleaning movement at my lower body subsided and then stopped altogether. I felt him reaching for my face even before his cold hands grasped my chin and turned my head back to him. “Why? You don't believe me?” he asked softly as stared into my eyes. Fuck! Those eyes look like they are piercing into my soul. I quickly ran my tongue over my dry lips. “No, I—” I paused and counted to five in my head. “No, I do believe you,” I added. Liam's gaze remained rooted on my face and then he chuckled. “You are really a bad liar, Angel eyes,” he said, his voice light with humor. He brushed his thumb across my left eyebrow. “Your left eye twitches like crazy whenever you're lying. I've told you before, right?”How did he even manage to pick up on that?Embarrassed at being caught at m
Last Updated: 2024-11-19
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