After Me Book

Robin leaned close to my ears and whispered the words that only made me stiff and froze my heart. He leans back but while doing so, his lips brushed against mine and a smile escaped his lips, he left my chin and walked away whistling to himself. I just couldn’t move, the touch of his lips that were on mine yet again clouded my mind and the words he whispered in my ears just kept on resounding as silence filled the air where I stood, only the words he had just said arrogantly, yet sweetly, played on in my head. You belong to me and no one else!

Serenity Knight is a human working in the royal infirmary. After getting abused by her Uncle for years, Serenity had been waiting for a knight in shining armor to come and rescue her. What happens when the knight in shining armor is none other than the Alpha King Theodore Black, the one who rules the entire world? What happens when he gets mated to a human girl, the species he hates? Serenity Knight never expected to get mated to the King of the all the Alphas of her country. And on top of that, Serenity never expected Theodore to reject her after mating with her. But what happens when Serenity gets pregnant with the Alpha King's child? What happens when Serenity is the only cure for the curse with no cure? _________ “Whatever……whatever happened last night, human, it wasn't done by me. I was not in my control. It was my wolf. My wolf got distracted by you last night but it doesn't mean you will become my Queen. I won't disgrace myself by letting a human sit beside me on the throne." His words were piercing my heart, breaking me into pieces. “You and I mated……” “It was a mistake! You were a mistake! And I don't repeat my mistakes, human. Get dressed and leave.” He ordered lowly, and tears filled my eyes as I stared at him in disbelief. “Theo, what……” “Your Highness. I am your King. You will refer me with my title if you don't wish to face the death penalty." Alpha King said, his eyes burning with rage. “We are mates, Alpha……” “And I reject you." He said, his eyes holding no emotions. “Wha….what?” “I, Alpha King, Theodore Black, reject you, Serenity Knight. You are no longer my mate.”

My mother is in the late stages of cancer. Yet, she sits in a wheelchair with an oxygen tube and endures a long train ride just to attend my wedding with Isaac Pudley. But when it's time for him to walk down the aisle, I don't see him anywhere despite screaming his name. It turns out his childhood sweetheart, Megan Ericsson, is having another depressive episode and is threatening suicide again. "Isaac, I can't live without you," she screeches. Isaac is always so stern and composed, but he now holds Megan in his arms and begs me to call off the wedding so they can leave. Relatives and guests watch the spectacle with thinly veiled amusement. To make matters worse, my mother is so angry that she faints. However, Isaac believes that my mother is feigning illness. He only wants to take Megan with him and leave. He even takes away my mother's wheelchair. But he seems to have forgotten that he has hurt me 97 times by now. After he hurts me 99 times, I’ll definitely leave him.

Harrison believed Estelle had betrayed him wih his best friend. He asked for a divorce straight away. She tried to explain, but he refused to believe her and insisted on ending the marriage. Desperate, she begged him for one last hope.“What if I’m pregnant? Would that change anything?”Harrison did not even pause.“I’m sick of your boring games.” So Estelle hid the pregnancy. She delivered their daughter alone. Without a farewell, she vanished from his life and rebuilt herself somewhere far away. Seven years later, Estelle returns and meets Harrison again. Estelle believes he has a son now, a child he shares with his first love. Estelle tells herself this is how it should be, that they have both moved on. But Harrison keeps begging to win her back. He says he can’t live without her. And what Estelle doesn’t know is this: the boy she believes is Harrison’s son with his first love is actually her son.

When Icarra Moonstone, a fierce yet underestimated wolf of the Crescent Moon Pack, dares to defy the Alpha of the rival Ironclaw Pack, she never imagined rejection could cut so deep. Branded weak and unwanted, she leaves, only to discover she is carrying his child, a secret that could shake both packs to their core. Now, Icarra must navigate the treacherous world of pack politics, hidden enemies, and her own growing power while protecting her unborn child. But fate has other plans. The Alpha, ruthless yet irresistible, returns, seeking what he once discarded. Torn between revenge, forbidden attraction, and survival, Icarra faces a dangerous question: Can a woman rise from humiliation to claim her destiny—even when the man who broke her heart refuses to let go? Pregnant After the Alpha Rejected Me is a tale of passion, power, and the ultimate revenge of a wolf who refuses to be tamed.

One betrayal shattered Evangeline’s perfect world. Now she’s alone, abandoned, and clinging to the last thing she can’t afford to lose—her career. But fate isn't finished breaking her yet. The new CEO isn't just a ruthless billionaire with a cold stare that cuts through bone. He’s something more. Something savage. Something hungry. Her blood calls to him like a forbidden song. Her scent drives him feral. And once a predator like him catches a scent, he never lets go. He wants her beneath him. He wants her screaming his name. He wants her soul... marked by his teeth and bound to his darkness. Evangeline thought she could survive heartbreak. She thought she could survive betrayal. But how do you survive a monster who was made to own you? She ran from love. She ran from pain. But no one runs from the Alpha. And now... Evangeline belongs to him.

Her marriage is sexless, cold, and full of humiliation. She stays in the suck marriage to collect her billionaire husband's money for build her own business, and plan her freedom. While he rides his mistress in their bed many times, she quietly turns his wealth into her weapon. Years later, the wife everyone mocked becomes the world's first female trillionaire. When her bankrupt ex-husband kneels before her, willing to lick her dirt just to have her back, she smiles from her bathtub filled with money and says, "Ex-husband, I'm going to marry the second richest man in the world."

I'm going to die. In the eyes of the underworld, I was a sinner. My death would be a final, cursed dishonor. But even with the Ricci family in ruins, I was still the noble Principessa. The Ricci pride in my blood would not allow my body to fall into the hands of a rival Family. Humiliation. Desecration. Photographs flaunted for all to see. I didn't much care if my body became a trophy to celebrate their victory. But if the world knew the last of the Ricci bloodline had become a plaything for our enemies, it would be a disgrace to the entire Family. After weighing my options, I dragged my broken body to the turf of my ex-boyfriend, the man I'd left seven years ago, now the Don of the Falcone family. "After I die, I need you to handle my body." He was silent for a long moment, then let out a cold laugh. "Of course. I'll sink you in the Hudson River with a tombstone tied to your feet, engraved with the name of your filthy family."

After dating in secret for seven years, Mitchell Zahn decides to propose to me on the day his birthday album is officially released. But during the birthday party, he publicly invites Isabella Claxton, a composer and my sister, to work with him. I follow Mitchell to ask him for an explanation. That's when I hear him and his friends chatting and joking inside the lounge. "You're so loyal to your first love, Mitchie. You couldn't wait to ask her to work with you upon her return. What are you going to do about Gabriella, though? Will she accept how your relationship ends when she's written so many songs for you?" After a moment, another person laughs and says, "To Mitchie, Gabriella has always been a replacement for Isabella. Now that Isabella is back, her replacement has to go. Don't you agree, Mitchie?" I wait for a long time before hearing a soft sound of agreement.

In the third year after my death, the one who remained faithfully by my wife's side was still the bionic robot I had painstakingly designed. It looked exactly like me and carried within it every detail of my mannerisms, speech, and habits. The only difference was that it never lost its temper with her. Because of that, my wife never sensed anything amiss. Yet each night, she brought home a different man, deliberately testing "me," desperate to see the wild jealousy and rage I once wore so vividly. Then, one day, her childhood sweetheart and first love, shoved "me" off the balcony. It was only then, in her horror, that my wife realized… "I" didn't bleed.