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Betrayed by the husband and the cousin she once trusted, Dr. Harper Reeves finds herself strapped to an operating table—moments away from being dissected alive. Only then does the truth finally surface: Her marriage was a lie. Her suffering was engineered. And Phoebe—her doctor, her blood, her own cousin—was the one who planned it all. As the scalpel rises to carve her open, Harper does the unthinkable. She fights back. One death. One chance. One whispered wish as her life bleeds away: If I could live again… I wouldn’t endure. I wouldn’t bow. I would destroy anyone who dared to use me. And I would burn their world to the ground.

Four years after my death, my wife—the CEO—was desperate. Her first love was dying of an incurable disease, and I was the only surgeon in the world who could save him. To force me out of hiding, she ran my mother down with her car, leaving her brain-dead with no chance of recovery. She had my father hanged from a tree beside my grave—while he was still alive. Then she went live on social media, threatening to burn my younger sister to death. She was waiting for me—the selfish man, in her eyes—to come crawling back, beg for mercy, and agree to operate on her one true love. But then her men finally looked into my records. "Boss... he's been dead for four years. "He died on the very day he gave you his heart."

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Devane doesn't do family. She does territory. As the ruthless leader of a notorious biker gang, she's built her reputation on cold eyes and colder decisions. She takes what she wants and never looks back. Sentiment is weakness. Love is a liability. The only soft thing she's ever allowed herself is the tattoo on her wrist—a faded, ghostly handprint she never explains. A debt she can't repay. Clarisse is unravelling. A ballerina forged in pressure and perfection, she controls the one thing no one else can: her body. Every skipped meal is a small victory. Every sharp bone is proof of discipline. She doesn't need saving. She doesn't need anyone. She's fine. She's always fine. Then a wedding neither of them wanted makes them family. Thrust under the same roof, Devane and Clarisse are now cousins by marriage—and enemies by instinct. Devane is chaos and cigarette smoke, cold and unapologetic. Clarisse is silence and uneaten dinners, a girl folding inward. They clash at every turn. Devane thinks Clarisse is a fragile little princess playing at suffering. Clarisse thinks Devane is a brute who takes up too much space. But the tension between them is a living thing. And it's growing. Every slammed door. Every lingering stare. Every accidental touch that lasts a second too long. Devane finds herself watching Clarisse in ways that have nothing to do with family. Clarisse finds herself craving a danger she's spent her whole life avoiding. Neither of them is ready for what happens when hatred starts to feel like hunger. And neither of them knows that this isn't the first time their lives have collided.

My boyfriend, Yves Steward, is the head of the orthopedic department. When Julia Henderson and I get into an accident at the same time, he pushes my hands away and shouts, "Stop this nonsense, Summer Simpson! Julia needs to be operated on immediately!" So, I'm the one who deserves to die. The day my skeleton is donated to the orthopedic department, Yves sits in his office for a day and night. Later, the man known as the hospital's genius orthopedist never holds a scalpel ever again.

"Put down your gun… or you die right here." Skyden Wolfe is the very definition of a perfect traitor. He wasn't just an elite colleague; he was the man who once pulled Linora out of the line of fire and stole her heart. Yet, for Linora Vance, Skyden was also the last face she saw before her life ebbed away in a pool of her own blood—just as she realized that every ounce of his affection was nothing but a deadly trap. But death had other plans. Waking up thirty days before her death, Linora swore to rewrite her fate with Skyden's blood. But before that bloody night could repeat itself, Skyden did something she never could have predicted: he made an offer deadlier than a bullet. "An invitation... or more accurately—a proposal. Let's get married." Trapped in a contract marriage to infiltrate the heart of Echelon Nine, Linora must share a life with her own murderer. In a place where the law holds no sway, one thing becomes increasingly clear: Skyden Wolfe is still just as dangerous as ever. It's a deadly game of cat and mouse: kill, or be killed. "Maybe I would die again. But this time, I'll take him to hell with me."