On the day I died, my husband was too busy having sex with my sister to care. ________________________________Revenge, pain and destruction! is all Tamara was reborn for. Tamara, the Luna of the Winterwood pack has been miserable since her parents were killed by Alpha Dante, the ruthless rogue king, but her life story becomes even more bitter when her beloved sister and fiancée destroy her life and kill her for the throne. But by an unexpected twist of fate, the moon goddess suddenly sends Tamara two years back into the past to undo her mistakes. In her past life, she had made mistake of being too kind and too naive, trusting those she shouldn't have. But in this life, she swears to save her parents from Dante and get revenge on those evil people that betrayed her. But what if her first step in her revenge plan forces her to marry the same man that killed her parents? And what if she discovers that the person destined to kill her parents is also her destined fated mate? Will she be able to fulfill the revenge she has vowed to? And will her heart of ice ever be warm again?
View MorePractically everyone knows that Adrian and Dante had been enemies for years, but Adrian had always been cautious to avoid any direct moves against him. So Why was he trying to go against him now? And how were we supposed to deal with Dante because I'm pretty sure he wasn't just going to let us casually walk out the with the woman he called his wife. “What about Dante? How do we handle him exactly? I asked, curiosity piqued. “well," Adrian sighed, I think It’s time we kill him, don't you think so?,” Adrian said quietly, his words deliberate. “We need to take him down if there's any hope of getting your woman, and I need your help to do it.” I blinked, as the wheels in mind raced. "Take him down? what the hell did he mean by take him down?Adrian had always been hesitant to go after Dante, worried about the consequences of open conflict. Dante was a brutal man that would never hesitate to kill Adrian and all his loved ones, so if he was suddenly confident about getting rid of Da
Jack's POV I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Kate from a distance as she brushed her hair. She had this soft glow about her lately— I guessed that it was the pregnancy that was doing that. Her usually flat belly had grown more round, and soft, and with it came the tiny signs of a life I not should have been more excited about. But this was the problem, I was not, and I wasn't sure why. This was what I’d always wanted, wasn’t it? A family, a child to continue my family's legacy. Yet now, as I watched Kate, the woman who was supposed to be the mother of my children, all I could feel was this heavy sense of detachment. like I was watching someone else's life or a movie, not my reality. I tried to remind myself several times that this was real. Kate was carrying my child, our child, and I was supposed to be filled with joy, but I wasn’t. All I could think about was Tamara—where she was, what she was doing, and how much I had lost when she slipped through my fingers. My chest t
I lay in bed, the moonlight streaming through my window, casting soft shadows across the room. A sense of warmth filled my heart as I recalled my day with Dante. We’d laughed, flirted, and shared stories—his hand in mine felt right, as if it belonged there. I never thought I could feel this happy again after everything that had happened.As I snuggled deeper into my blankets, a smile crept across my face. “Maybe we can finally be okay,” I whispered to myself, a sense of hope fluttering in my chest. My eyes fluttered closed, and I let sleep wash over me, embracing the peace I had longed for.Somewhere in the night, a sound jolted me awake. I frowned, straining to listen. Was that… footsteps? My heart raced as I sat up, the covers falling away. “Hello?” I called out, my voice shaky.Silence.Just as I was about to convince myself it was nothing, the door creaked open slowly. My breath caught in my throat as I saw a shadowy figure slip inside. I squinted, trying to make out the details,
The days passed slowly, and I found myself missing Dante more than I cared to admit. I knew I should talk to him, but pride held me back. What if things went wrong again? What if he didn’t want to see me? Each time I thought about reaching out, I pushed the idea away. I could handle this. I didn’t need him. But the longer we stayed apart, the more I realized just how much I craved his presence.One evening, I was sitting in the common room, lost in my thoughts, when a commotion erupted outside. The loud shouts and chaos pulled me from my reverie. I rushed to the door and stepped outside, my heart pounding. What on earth was happening?The sight that greeted me was shocking. A group of people had gathered around Lilly, who stood in the center, her face twisted in fury. “Someone scraped off my hair! Look at this!” she yelled, pulling her hair back to reveal patches where it had been brutally ripped out.“What? How could this happen?” someone asked, glancing around.“Who would do such a
I was still reeling from the council’s ultimatum when the doorbell rang. My heart sank as I glanced at Dante, who had been pacing the living room with a frown etched on his face.“Who could that be?” I asked, glancing toward the door.“I’ll check,” he replied, striding toward the entrance. My stomach knotted as I wondered if the council had sent someone to further torment us.As Dante opened the door, a stunning woman stepped inside, her confidence radiating from her like a beacon. She had long, flowing hair that framed her face perfectly, and her outfit hugged her curves in all the right places.“Hello, Dante,” she said sweetly, her voice dripping with false charm. “I’m here as your new concubine.”My heart dropped, and I felt the air leave my lungs. I stood frozen in place, my eyes darting between them.“Uh… Ana, this is Tamara,” Dante said, a hint of tension in his voice.“Nice to meet you,” Ana said, her smile cold and dismissive. “I didn’t realize he had a pet.”I felt my cheeks
For days, Dante had been by my side, his presence a comforting balm against the storm that had torn through my life. The ache in my neck from Jack’s release had faded, leaving me with an exhilarating sense of freedom. Every morning, I woke up to the sight of Dante’s worried face, his eyes scanning me for any sign of pain. He had taken it upon himself to care for me in every way possible.“Are you feeling any better today?” he asked one morning, brushing his fingers against my cheek as I stirred awake.“I am,” I replied, a smile spreading across my face. “I feel… free.”His eyes lit up, and he leaned in closer, his forehead touching mine. “Good. You deserve to feel that way.”I had never felt this kind of warmth and care before. Every moment spent with him had made me realize just how much I had been missing out on. I was finally free of Jack’s hold, and with that freedom came a new determination. I wanted to pledge my allegiance to Dante and his pack.“Dante,” I began, my heart racing
I spent the morning locked in a small, cold cell, the iron bars casting long shadows on the stone walls. Every tick of the clock felt like a countdown to my doom. The hard floor was unforgiving, and I couldn’t shake the sense of dread that wrapped around me like a suffocating blanket.“Get up, traitor!” a guard barked as he swung the cell door open, the harsh light blinding me momentarily. “The council is ready for you.”I glared at him, my anger boiling over. “I’m not a traitor! I fought for this pack! I fought for Dante!”“Save it for the council,” he sneered, grabbing my arm roughly and yanking me to my feet.I stumbled, trying to regain my balance, and shot him a defiant look. “You’re making a mistake. You’ll regret this!”“Regret? I doubt that.” He dragged me down the dimly lit corridor, my heart racing as I tried to formulate a plan. What would happen when I faced the elders? Did Dante even know I was here?“Shut up!” the guard barked, shoving me against the wall. “You’re just m
I paced back and forth in my room, my heart racing with every passing moment. Dante had rushed out to confront whatever threat was at the castle, and a wave of worry crashed over me. I could imagine him out there, fighting bravely, and my mind spiraled into dark scenarios—visions of Jack somehow finding a way to hurt him, of blood and violence, and of Dante lying on the ground, injured or worse.“Stop it, Tamara,” I scolded myself, running a hand through my hair. “He can handle himself.”But the images persisted, a relentless cycle of fear. What if Jack had sent his men after him? What if he was overwhelmed? My hands trembled at the thought.“No,” I whispered, shaking my head. “I can’t just sit here.”With newfound determination, I grabbed my leather jacket and slipped into my boots. I had to help him. He might have told me to stay back, but I wasn’t going to sit idly by while he faced danger alone.Just as I opened my door, Sophie and Violet burst into the room, their faces pale and
I spent most of the day sulking, pacing around my room while replaying Lucy’s words in my head. I couldn’t stop thinking about her smug smile, the way she tossed out those hurtful words like she knew they would cut me deep. And the worst part? They had.I glanced at the roses sitting on my bedside table. The ones that had made me smile earlier that morning now felt like a cruel reminder of how stupid I had been. I had actually thought Dante might feel something for me. I was so foolish. How could I have let myself get wrapped up in his charm like that?Before I knew it, I grabbed the vase of roses and threw it into the trash can with more force than necessary, the glass shattering at the bottom. The vibrant red petals, which had been so beautiful, now lay crumpled in the mess. I let out a frustrated sigh and sat on the edge of my bed, burying my face in my hands.“Stupid,” I muttered to myself, shaking my head. “How could I be so stupid to think that someone like Dante would actually
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