Alpha Regret

On Christmas Eve, Ophelia Ursa Hyacinth planned to surprise her husband with the news of her pregnancy. Instead, she caught him in bed with her own sister. In one night, Lia lost everything—her marriage, her family, and the child she had waited five years for. But the betrayal ran deeper than she ever imagined. Her husband had secretly given her birth control for years, and the nephew she loved was actually their child. Broken and alone, Lia accepts a dangerous offer from the cold and powerful billionaire Phoenix Vega Alioth, a contract marriage in exchange for revenge. But Lia doesn’t know the truth. The man who promised to save her…. is the very man who believes she murdered his brother.

"Love me again; you are my mate," Raymond said, his voice desperate. "I will accept you with everything, Aurora. I am your second chance," another voice echoed from behind, pulling me in a different direction. I thought I knew pain. I thought I could survive anything. Being rejected by my fated mate shattered me, but what came after was worse. Alone and broken, I disappeared, leaving behind the ashes of who I used to be. For three years, I’ve lived in silence, rebuilding a life where no one knows the scars I hide or the strength I’ve found in my solitude. But fate isn’t done with me yet. He’s back. The man who ruined me, who threw me away when I needed him most—Alpha Raymond. Now he wants me again, and he’s not the only one. Another offers me what I thought was impossible—a second chance. But I’m not the same girl they remember. I’ve returned with the one thing that could shatter Raymond’s carefully built world

My father is the First Warrior of the Moonflash pack. He often takes me to all kinds of banquets, and I always look forward to them. Today, he brings me to a banquet hosted by Judy. I take a bite of raw meat on my plate and immediately spit it out. I once ate raw meat when I was younger, and my stomach hurt for several days. I nearly died. The healer later told me that I'm allergic to the protein in raw meat, and that experience left a lasting impression on me. Judy looks hurt when she sees my reaction. "I went to the forest myself to catch that reindeer," she says. "I killed it just this morning. I didn't cook it so that I wouldn't ruin its freshness. I didn't expect Ray would turn her nose up at it." Dad is angry about how rude I am, so he chases me out of the banquet and locks me up in a cramped lounge. The lounge is hot and stuffy, and I soon start finding it hard to breathe. A sharp pain twists in my stomach like a knife. I want to find Dad, but no matter how much I bang on the door, he refuses to open it. Through the window, I can see Dad and Judy standing in the center of the hall. They're conversing happily, but no one even looks in my direction. I'm suffocating, so I lie on the floor. I want to shout for Dad, but I can't make a sound no matter how hard I try. Then, I realize that I'm standing up and can walk through the door. But why is my body still lying on the floor? That's when it hits me. I'm dead.

Rosemary believed her marriage to Adrian was everything. Until one night, a mysterious message led her to the Grand Aurora Hotel—where she witnessed her husband celebrating the anniversary of his first love with another woman. Before a room full of guests, Adrian placed a diamond necklace around the woman’s neck and, without hesitation, divorced Rosemary. Humiliated, ridiculed, and laughed at in public, Rosemary’s world shattered in an instant. But could she rise again from the depths of her despair?

My ex-fiancé made me do a blood test the night before our wedding. The next day, he threw the genetic report on my face and dumped me over defective genes. The reason was that the Zimmer family only wanted perfect heirs, and he said that I was not worthy. He broke off the engagement, and instantly married the girl-next-door with perfect genes. Five years later, he reappeared in the hospital, clutching his ill son. He saw my daughter who had similar rashes, and he thought I had given birth to his daughter in secrecy. Little did he know that my daughter had nothing to do with him and only had a mild seafood allergy. I would not be defined by the so-called defective genes again, while me and my daughter live happily and healthily, it was their turn to be destroyed.

Claire's life takes a wild turn when she's forced to replace her runaway stepsister at the altar. She marries Sean, a guy who's made it clear he's only settling for her as a last resort. But Claire's got a plan: try hard enough, and maybe love will magically grow. Things seem to be looking up until tragedy strikes. Sean's first love comes back, pregnant with his child, and Claire's tossed aside like trash. Hurt, abandoned, and blamed for everything, Claire walks away with nothing but her pride. Fate brings them face-to-face again a few years later. Old wounds reopen, secrets come to light, and a child stands between them. Now Claire must decide: does love deserve a second chance, or are some betrayals just too much to forgive?

After five years of a secret marriage, Laurette was still childless and blamed for it. Her mother-in-law called her infertile. Her husband didn't even defend her. Instead, he handed her divorce papers and said coldly, “Let’s get divorced. My first love is back.” Bryce Rodriguez chose Irene—his childhood sweetheart—over the woman who had stood by him for five years. Laurette couldn't compete when her husband's first love returned. Heartbroken but dignified, she simply walked away without looking back. But fate had other plans. Months later, Bryce accompanied Irene to a prenatal checkup… only to run into his ex-wife—holding three children. Triplets!! He went crazy and shouted, "Whose children are they?" he demanded, his voice shaking. "I thought you're infertile?" Laurette only smiled. Too Late, Bryce realized the truth. He didn’t just lose his wife… He lost his entire family.

On the very first day I'm welcomed back into the Morcant family, my grandfather announces to the public that I am the future successor of Morcant Group. My father handpicks three potential marriage candidates for me, but all of them only have eyes for the fake heiress, Eliana Morcant. The three of them go out of their way to isolate and embarrass me in public—except for Keanu Strathmore, who always comes to my defense. Somewhere along the way, I fall for him and decide to choose him. Before our engagement, Eliana threatens to jump off a building. I rush to the scene, only to find Keanu kneeling before her, vowing, "You're the only one I love. Once I help you take back your family's inheritance from her, I'll kick her to the curb!" Her two childhood friends chime in, "Keanu has made so many sacrifices! He put himself on the line time and time again just to make her fall for him." It dawns on me that all the humiliation I endured is part of Keanu's plan. When my grandfather asks me one last time, "Marriage is no trivial matter. Are you sure he's the one you want?" "I don't want Keanu anymore," I answer with a smile.

Six years ago, Veldana betrayed Maurice in court. Her testimony sent him, her fated mate, to the dungeon for a crime he didn’t commit. Dragged away in chains, Maurice eyes burning with hatred for her. She lost him, her dignity, and nearly her unborn child. Now, he has returned, no longer the poor boy she once loved, but a ruthless Alpha with power stretching across empires. To him, she is nothing but a liar, a traitor, and the woman who stole three years of his life. But to her, he is still the man she can’t stop loving… and the father of the daughter he doesn’t know exists. When his cold eyes fall on Veldana again, there is no recognition of their once-sacred bond. Only venom. “You’ll pay, Veldana,” he says, voice steady and lethal. And she knows he means it. She pays with her life but Maurice needs to decide if to truly live without her or exchange his life for hers.

When I received the news that my fiancé, Ellison Perez, had postponed our wedding for the 18th time, I happened to be walking out of the hospital, clutching my medical report. Once again, he had delayed our wedding for an entire month, all because of my adopted foster sister, Becky. I thought about what the doctor had told me. After hesitating for a long time, I finally dialed Ellison's number. "I can't wait until next month. If we can't get married tomorrow, there won't be another chance." However, Ellison only took my words as another fit of childish willfulness. "Don't be unreasonable, Lily. Have you forgotten how Becky took your place as the hostage? She was tortured for a whole month before being rescued." "It's because of you that she developed severe trauma. Now you can't even wait one more month for her to recover?" I could hear my parents' voices chiming in over the line. "Becky still suffers from extreme fear of men. Ellison is the only one who can calm her down. Isn't it your fault she ended up like this?" "You're being selfish, Lily. A wedding can wait, but Becky's condition can't!" I had known for a long time that ever since that incident, my entire family had chosen Becky's side. Even so, tears streamed down my face. "Fine," I said softly. "Postpone it." I clenched the medical report tightly in my hand. They did not know that just moments ago, the doctor had told me the truth— I was in the final stage of liver cancer. I only had one month to live.