Being Born On Halloween

An accident occurred during my graduation trip, causing me to get my left leg amputated. Surprisingly enough, Britney Lambert, the campus belle whom I had a crush on, proposed to me afterward. We were married for the next 30 years. Throughout our marriage, we respected and concerned each other properly. Before I passed away, I found out that all 199 love letters that I had written were thrown into the trash pile. Meanwhile, Britney kept the love letters another person had sent her in a safe. Obviously, she treated those letters like her most cherished treasure. When my illness took a turn for the worse, I could only lie on my sickbed with one foot in my grave. Britney arrived at my ward later than usual. Before I closed my eyes, I heard the final words she uttered to me. "Next time, don't save me anymore." I finally understood her real feelings for me. She'd rather die than be with me, it seemed. When I wake up again, I've returned to the timeframe before the graduation trip starts. This time, I decide not to have anything to do with Britney. We shall be strangers in this lifetime. But when the accident occurs once again, Britney is the one rushing toward me. "It's my turn to save you now."

"What are you doing?" Alpha Albrecht's voice was low, almost a growl. "I… I'm doing what you want," I replied, my voice trembling. "I'm not resisting." He stepped closer, his eyes narrowing. "Why the sudden change, Catriona? You've never been this… obedient." I met his gaze, my heart throbbing aggressively. His eyes scanned my body, lingering on the bruises and marks. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against a particularly dark bruise on my arm. I flinched but held my ground. "You're different," he muttered, more to himself than to me. "Yes, Alpha," I whispered, lowering my gaze. He tilted my chin up, forcing me to look at him. He studied me for a long moment, his expression stern. Finally, he nodded. "Get dressed!" "Huh?" I blinked, surprised by his command. If I remember correctly, he actually forced his way into me on this day. What has changed in 2012? ---------------- Catriona Barclay thought her life was over in Berlin when the ruthless Alpha Albrecht Conrad of the Shadow Pack killed her in 2021. Betrayed by those she trusted most, including her secret lover Finlay, and her best friend Greta, her world ended in tragedy. But, a mysterious force pulls her back in time to 2012, where she awakens nine years younger and armed with a chance to rewrite her fate. Determined to avenge her family's massacre and avoid her doomed future, Catriona devises a cunning plan against everyone who wronged her in the future. In the process, she uncovers truths about her family's true murderers and her rare special ability. She also discovered that Alpha Albrecht, the man she had hated her whole life and swore to bring down, is her fated mate chosen by the moon Goddess. Will she follow her quest for vengeance, or embrace a future she never imagined?

A gas explosion kills both me and my wife, Riley Sawyer. When I open my eyes again, we have both returned to our lives before we ever got married. In our previous life, Riley and I grew up together. We were inseparable as kids, and after we married, our relationship only deepened. People envied how well we got along. But in this life, she doesn't choose me. She accepts the romantic pursuit of Benjamin Prescott, the son of the wealthiest man in the city. I quietly erase every trace of her from my life and act as if she never existed. Five years later, the two of them announce their engagement in the grandest way possible and invite all our former classmates. When I show up wearing the same custom suit Benjamin has on, a diamond ring in hand, Riley's face tightens with anger. "Jared, it's been years. Why can't you let me go?"

"She was the omega they all scorned—until the night she was reborn in blood and moonlight." Rejected by her fated mate, betrayed by her best friend, hunted for the child she carries. Aria thought she was broken—weak but when she escapes into the forbidden lands and finds sanctuary among three powerful rogue Alphas, everything changes. As ancient magic stirs within her and a forgotten prophecy awakens, Aria discovers she's not just a discarded mate—she's the heir to a legacy powerful enough to shatter empires.

Mira had been betrayed and hurt, and lost everything she had, including her life; but in this life, she swore to get revenge on those evil people including her best friend and the so-called love of her life. Knowing everything this time around, she came on a revenge mission. However this life has a shocker for her - Kira finds true love in the least possible guy she expected, especially one who she had hurt in her past life.

She was chosen to give the Alpha King an heir. She gave him everything. Then they killed her. But fate brought her back and this time she was marked by the moon, with just one thing flowing through her veins - revenge. Now, she’s not just an Omega. She’s his true mate. And she’s about to make the entire kingdom bleed for what they did.

Elara Ashwood was the Luna of the Silvercrest Pack—gentle, loyal, and deeply devoted to her Alpha, Kieran. Orphaned young and considered weak by her people, Elara found her strength in love. But when she lost her unborn child, everything shattered. Believing she could no longer bear an heir, Kieran grew cold and distant, turning his back on his true Luna. In her darkest moment, Elara’s childhood friend, Selene Greyson, betrayed her. Consumed by envy, Selene claimed the position meant for Elara and spun a web of lies so convincing that even Elara’s mate believed them. Falsely accused of poisoning and forced to drink from the same deadly cup to prove her innocence, Elara died—watching the man she loved choose another woman. But the Moon Goddess was not finished with her. Elara awakens in a new body, reborn as Mila—the beloved and powerful Luna of the Nightshade Pack. With her memories intact and newfound strength coursing through her veins, Elara is given a second chance at life. Torn between vengeance and healing, she must confront the past that destroyed her, reclaim her stolen honor, and decide whether her heart belongs to the life she lost… or the future she has been given. When fate draws her back to Silvercrest and into the path of her former mate, old wounds reopen, secrets begin to unravel, and the truth threatens to shatter everything. Because this time, Elara is no longer the weak Luna they betrayed.

They killed me for an inheritance. The Moon Goddess gave me a second chance—and a dangerous mate. Lyra Stone died at the hands of the man she loved, murdered for the fortune her grandfather William left her. Jaxon—her foster brother, her husband, her executioner—stabbed her while his manipulative sister Aurelia laughed. The pregnancy that might have saved her died with her that night, along with every desperate hope she'd clung to. But when Lyra opens her eyes, she's back in her childhood bedroom on the day her nightmare began—the day the Stone family found their "real daughter" and Lyra became disposable. This time, she refuses to be their victim. Armed with the knowledge of their betrayal, Lyra makes a reckless choice: one night of freedom, one stranger in a club, one scorching encounter that awakens something she never knew existed. What she doesn't expect is to discover her one-night stand is Asher Greyson—the faceless Alpha whose identity no one knows, cursed to feel nothing until he finds his fated mate. And she's his. Asher needs a Luna within three months or lose his throne. Lyra needs protection from a family determined to destroy her. Their mating bond is convenient, combustible, and completely forbidden by the very people trying to steal everything William left her. But Lyra isn't the weak, love-starved girl who died begging for scraps anymore. She's their Luna now. And she's coming for everything they took—her inheritance, her dignity, her revenge. Let Aurelia play her games. Let Eleanor and Thomas choose their real daughter. Let Jaxon realize too late what he destroyed.

The first thing I do after coming back to life is swap out every single pair of my husband, Augustin Reed's boxers for those in black. In my past life, my sister-in-law, Sephine Fidel, cheats right under our roof on my brother, Jonah Merrick. And when I catch her and tell Jonah the truth, she turns it all on me. Then, two pairs of men's black boxers, not Augustin's, appear in my bedroom. I try to explain, but Augustin slaps me across the face and calls me a whore, while Jonah looks at me like I'm filth. "I know you hate Sephine. You've never shown her any warmth since she married me, but I didn't think you'd sink this low to cheat in your own house and frame her for it…" He disowns me while Augustin files for divorce. I remember stumbling onto the streets in a daze, only to get run over dead by a speeding truck. When my eyes snap open, I wake up to the day Sephine brings her lover into our home.

Everyone thinks Jimmy Hudson, my college roommate, is the typical brutally honest and socially clueless guy who just has zero filter sometimes. A friend and I meet up to go boxing and practice our hooks, but he calls it a hookup when texting the group chat about it. He even nonchalantly says he won't be deleting his message. When I meet my boxing buddy, he says I'm meeting my hookup buddy. He even has the nerve to say, "It's just a joke. Don't be overly sensitive and read so much into it." Thanks to a few more of his dirty tricks, my reputation is ruined, and the entire class ostracizes me. But Jimmy doesn't stop there. He slips sleeping pills into my drink, which leads me to miss an exam. Later, he claims it was just a careless mistake and blames it on his scatterbrained tendencies. Eventually, he dumps crushed cherry pits into my water bottle, which ends up poisoning me to death. This all happened because our campus belle, whom he has a crush on, helped me with my luggage on our first day on campus. All of a sudden, my eyes open again. I've returned to the first day of my freshman year at college. This time, I'm going to let Jimmy get a taste of what it's like to have his life ruined with a helping of some social cluelessness of my own.