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Awakened For Sin

Awakened For Sin

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last updateLast Updated : 2026-07-24
By:  Ellie WyntersUpdated just now
Language: English
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Steamy

Mystery

Girl Power

CEO

Hidden Identity

Brave

Reborn

Second Chance

Weak to Strong

Fawn Jones doesn’t get a chance to resolve the issues with her marriage. No, she gets murdered in her own bathtub. Drowned by the husband she hated after he had moved his mistress into their bed, Fawn’s last lucid thought is a promise before death. "I will not stay weak. I will make you pay. If not in this life, then the next." Then she wakes up. Different room. Different body. Different life. Cassandra Huntington – rich, infamous, beautiful in a way Fawn never had been. Cassie had been in a coma for six months after a car crash. Her billionaire husband, Blake, had just signed the paperwork to turn off her life support when she suddenly started breathing on her own. Now everyone thinks Fawn is Cassandra. The media calls it a miracle. Blake calls it complicated. The woman wearing his wife’s face is softer, sharper, funnier… and so tempting he hates himself for wanting her. Fawn calls it an opportunity for revenge. Her killers are still out there. Her old body is in the ground under a lie. And the only weapons she has now are Cassandra’s money, Cassandra’s reputation… and Cassandra’s husband. So, she plays the role. Learns to walk in six-inch heels. Smiles for the cameras. Seduces a man who once couldn’t stand his wife and now can’t seem to stay away from her. While she quietly buys into the company that ruined her old life. While she gets close enough to the man who killed her to watch him crack. They drowned the wrong woman. Now she’s awake. And she’s not done.

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Ellie Wynters
Ellie Wynters
I’m sorry everyone for the delay in updates. I was involved in a car accident and had headaches, back pain, neck and shoulder pain. Sitting in front of my computer was painful.
2026-07-01 13:39:40
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Visitor 007
Visitor 007
This is really a great read.
2026-06-10 04:02:17
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The99&2000
The99&2000
So far, so very good. As usual, Ellie doesn't miss.
2026-06-06 03:02:14
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Ruth Andersen
Ruth Andersen
Fascinating storyline!
2026-04-24 18:20:00
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Empress Wolfe
Empress Wolfe
Very promising! I hope we get regular updates.
2026-04-24 14:04:32
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102 Chapters
Prologue
Monday 5pmI should have known the quiet was just too quiet. That stillness before something bad always carries its own stench, one your body can’t help but recognize even if your brain refuses to admit it. You know the feeling… the one like how animals go quiet just before they scurry away as a disaster hits. How their survival instinct kicks in to save the furry little buggers.I’m feeling that right now, but instead of it sending me into a dark corner to hide until the feeling goes away, I settle back in the bath I’d run, letting the hot water lap around me, seeping into my pores and temporarily washing away my worries. And trust me, I have a few.This was my one true vice. I loved a hot bath as often as possible. I’d added lavender oil to help with the headache that had been threatening all day. But nothing helped the sense of dread that had been creeping up my spine since arriving home.My husband, Richard, had been unusually polite this afternoon; he was never polite anymore. And
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Chapter 1
Blake’s POVTuesday 9:24 AMThe machine near the bed beeped too loudly for a room that was supposed to be quiet. Mainly because she was so still and silent.I sat in the hard plastic chair by the bed, elbows on my knees, my suit jacket off and folded over the back of the chair. I had only planned to stay long enough to sign the paperwork and leave. That had been my plan, but I still hadn’t signed the paperwork.It was like most days that I visited her. I hated having to come but then felt guilty because I couldn't wait to leave. But today was different… today was the last day. I would never have to come here again and sit by her bed in this room while she lay motionless.I could hear the hum of the air-conditioning as the monitors blinked and beeped. But Cassie lay in the bed like a perfect wax version of herself, all sharp cheekbones and glossy black hair that didn't match the emptiness behind her closed eyes. I paid for someone to come in and clean her hair, give her a facial, and do
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Chapter 2
Fawn’s POVAir ripped into my lungs like I’d swallowed knives.I jerked upright, hands flying to my chest, half-expecting water to gush out of my mouth as I gulped in air. For one panicked, blinding second, I was back in the bath, drowning. No, not drowning… being murdered as I fought to stay alive. But I hadn’t fought them off; they had been stronger. I could still smell lavender oil for a second before it was gone. Like a thought bubble bursting.Now everything smelled like bleach and plastic and something harsh that stung my nose. I wiggled my nose to stop myself from sneezing as I focused my eyes, or tried to.The light above me was too bright. Everything around me was white, sterile, and clean. Not my bathroom. Not home. Not even anywhere I recognized. There was a plastic rail at my side. A beeping that was fast and frantic. It was damn annoying.I became aware my throat hurt, and I needed a drink of water, and I was dizzy.“Easy—easy!” Someone’s hand hovered near my shoulder, not
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Chapter 3
Fawn’s POVI watched three pairs of eyes turn on Blake. What they didn’t think—“Mrs. Huntington,” the older doctor said carefully, drawing my attention back to him. “You were in a car accident six months ago. You’ve been in a coma. Do you… remember anything? Anything at all?”Everything inside me went still.Mrs. Huntington?“Mrs. Huntington? Car accident?” I repeated.“Well, that’s one way to describe being murdered in a bathtub,” my brain supplied. My tongue stayed wisely silent. Was that how they’d covered up what they’d done? Put me in a car before crashing it… thinking I was dead.My heart pounded harder, like it was trying to break out of my chest. Six months? Coma? No. I’d been in a bath. Flashes like freeze-frames from a movie flickered through my mind like some black-and-white Hitchcock film. Lavender to help my headache. Gemma grinning at me. Richard’s calm, cruel voice. My lungs burning as I struggled to breathe while more water rushed into my mouth. The panic was still ver
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Chapter 4
Fawn’s POVI waited until the room cleared, until the last nurse checked my vitals and promised to be right back, before carefully swinging my legs over the side of the bed. My muscles responded with surprising strength. Yeah, I was a little shaky, but nothing like what six months of bed rest should have done to them. I knew it was going to take time to build my strength up.The IV tugged uncomfortably against my skin as I moved. I hesitated only a moment before carefully peeling back the tape and sliding the needle out with a slight wince. A tiny bead of blood formed at the puncture site, which I dabbed away with my fingertip. The bleeding stopped soon enough.My balance wavered, then steadied. I took one step, then another, my bare feet silent on the cold floor. The hospital gown gaped open at the back, but I didn’t care. I needed to see.The bathroom was small, institutional, with harsh fluorescent lighting and a mirror above a basic sink. I didn’t expect more, this was a hospital,
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Chapter 5
Fawn’s POVBy mid-morning, I’d learned three things.One: hospital gowns were designed by people who hated joy. I mean, who likes their ass on show? Unless you were a stripper, that is. I had never seen a stripper, but they did shake their bare asses in men’s faces from what I understood. It’s how they earned tips. I’m sure there was a lot more to it. Maybe in this life I should live a little and go see a show. Two: Fawn’s death day had been yesterday, so my soul had been in limbo until it had jump-started Cassie’s brain. I wondered if I had picked Cassie, or if the universe had given me the best vessel to achieve my revenge.And three: the thing I hated the most, apparently, I was the new shiny toy in the hospital.They came in waves.Neurologist. Another neurologist. Some specialist from another hospital who “just happened to be here today” and wanted to “observe my case.” A junior doctor with a face full of acne and hero worship in his eyes. Two nurses who pretended to check my cha
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Chapter 6
Fawn’s POVOf course it was psych time. We’d done the poking and prodding, the tapping, the lights-in-the-eyes; now they needed to make sure I wasn’t going to flip a table or start speaking in tongues. Fair, I guess. But who could blame me for being a little freaked out? I was a body snatcher.“As long as you’re not here to take more blood,” I said. “I’m pretty sure I’ve donated enough for three vampires and a large family of blood-sucking leeches. With a name like Dr Butcher, I’m not sure I would want you anywhere near me. You know, you really should consider changing that. It gives a bad first impression.”“I hear that a lot, but I think my husband would be upset if I didn’t keep his name.” Her mouth twitched. “But I promise no blood. Just some questions.”She then glanced toward Blake. “Would you prefer to speak alone, or is it all right if Mr Huntington stays?”I thought about that for a second. Alone meant they’d press harder. With Blake here, I’d have an audience, but at least th
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Chapter 7
Fawn's POV“I think,” I said slowly, choosing each word carefully, Blake was too sharp, “that I’m allowed to be a little confused. Maybe the nurses’ station had a late-night thriller playing, and my coma brain remembered it and slotted it in where it didn’t belong.”He didn’t answer. He just sat there, elbows on his knees, fingers loosely laced together, watching me like I was a chessboard, and he was trying to work out which pieces were actually on the board and how best to proceed.“You know, I have never known you to have a sense of humour.”Fawn had needed it. Not surprising, being married to Richard. But almost being killed had made her tongue loose. Normally she would have thought it not said it. I wouldn’t be surprised if I kept shocking him in the weeks to come, because I was even surprising myself.It was kind of weird. I didn’t see myself as Fawn anymore. I thought about her like she was another person. But I wasn’t Cassie either. I sort of sat somewhere in between.Before I
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Chapter 8
Fawn's POVOne corner of his mouth twitched. “I’m starting to notice.”We let that sit there for a second, thickening the space between us. The air felt heavy with everything neither of us was saying. I shifted, suddenly aware again of the flimsy gown and how exposed my legs felt under the thin blanket and the backless gown.“What happens when they decide I’m not going to drop dead mid-MRI?” I asked, if only to get us off the topic of what I felt like. “Do they keep me here? Ship me off to some rehab center with group therapy and inspirational posters?”His expression shuttered. “No.”“No?”“You’ll come home,” he said. “To the penthouse. It’s secure and private, it’s where you lived before, so it makes sense.”Home. The word scraped something raw inside me. Not Fawn’s home with her cheating husband and his mistress. Cassie’s home. But I doubted wifely duties were part of the deal. Though studying Blake… maybe that wasn’t entirely fortunate.“With you,” I clarified, even though I alread
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Chapter 9
Blake’s POVAnger had been sitting in my chest all day like a weight. I’d been ignoring it. I’d had better things to do.But the anger was at the situation I found myself in.I had listened to doctors tell me, again and again, that there was no hope.No neurological function and no chance of recovery. That Cassie was brain dead.I could still hear the older consultant’s voice in my head, calm and impersonal, as if he was discussing a faulty engine instead of my wife.Ex-wife. Almost ex. Didn’t matter right now.Six months of me standing in that shitty room twice a week, looking at my wife’s face and hearing the same refrain.She’s gone.So why the hell had the “clinically brain dead” woman just sit up and tell me she’d been murdered?My jaw tightened.I started walking. Strides that were angrily controlled. I passed nurses’ stations, patient rooms, a woman in a wheelchair being pushed by a volunteer with a too-bright smile. An orderly steering a cart of linens nodded at me.I ignored a
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