Brotherly Fortress After Divorce

She survived the poison that killed her family. She built an empire on the bones of men who hurt her. She swore no man would ever touch her heart again. Then her uncle sent the same boy who poisoned her fifteen years ago… …this time to seduce her, break her, and finish the job. He was supposed to kill the Alpha Queen. Instead, he woke the only thing that can save her—or destroy them both.

After the great war between humans, vampires, werewolves, and elves, an agreement was made that hybrid offspring would rule the world. Every century, alliances through marriage between humans and those three clans would decide the next ruler. Whoever bore the first hybrid child would claim power for their line. In my previous life, I chose to marry Jax, the eldest son of the werewolf pack, known for his fierce loyalty. I gave birth to our hybrid son, a white-furred pup we named Zeal. Our child became the next world ruler, and Jax gained immense power. My sister had lusted after the elves' beauty and married into their clan. But the elf prince slept with every female in the forest. In the end, my sister caught a disease that left her barren. Jealous and bitter, she set a fire that burned me and my young pup alive. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the racial alliances. My sister had already slept with Jax first. I knew she had been reborn too. But she didn't know that Jax was brutally savage with his mates, having torn countless she-wolves apart in his bed during his ruts.

“You don’t even want babies with me. I found the pills. Don’t apologize. Disappear, and take them with you.” Lost in a marriage to repay a debt. What began as a cold contract marriage turned into something neither of them expected. Xurion Marksman, once a man with nothing, fell in love with Circe Howard, his benefactor's daughter. He gave up his career, his dreams, and his pride to heal her shattered heart and neglect, caused by her ex-boyfriend, only to be met with insults, disdain, and remorseless betrayal. Xurion is maltreated, disrespected and cheated on until he decided to pick himself up, divorce his wife and walk away. Years later, the man she discarded returns, no longer the ragged-husband she mocked, but a billionaire astronaut with a power, heritage and identity no one saw coming. Not even himself. Now, Circe must face the ex-husband who once bled for her… and the man who has every reason to make her pay.

“Marry me, Katleah. Be my wife.” Words that suddenly changed the course of her world. She was being proposed to by Marco De la Vega, the most handsome man who owned numerous hotels and airlines across the Philippines. But the marriage he offered came with a contract that they were forbidden to love each other. It was hard for her to accept such an offer. What if she failed? What if she ended up falling for him? Yet, despite her doubts, she still accepted. For three years, their life as husband and wife was never easy. In secret, she endured the humiliation from his family because she had already learned to love him. But how long could she bear it? What if, in their marriage, she was the only one in love? Would she insist on sacrificing what was left of her dignity, just for the sake of her love? She thought he had also come to love her after the many joyful nights they shared. But she was wrong because Marco wanted to end their marriage. And though her heart was breaking into pieces, she had to accept that they were never meant to be. After signing the divorce papers, she flew to America with her real family. Seven years later, aboard a private plane, she returned as a top surgeon, a billionaire’s heiress, and a loving mother to two beautiful six-year-old twins. Be ready for her final retribution...

In the tenth year of my marriage to a genius pianist, I came down with a strange illness. A month ago, my husband missed my birthday party to care for his ailing sister-in-law. Night after night, I had waited for him to return home. But that night I forgot to wait at all and went to bed early. Half a month ago, he attended an important performance with his sister-in-law. I had always been petty and prone to jealousy, yet this time I didn't get angry. I simply went home in silence. Three days ago, I fell seriously ill with a burning fever. My husband rushed back from out of town in a panic—but only to tend to his sister-in-law, whose hand had been scalded. When we ran into each other at the hospital, I was strangely calm. I, who used to be fiercely jealous, felt nothing at all. I forgot the promise we had made to grow old together. I even forgot how he once fretted over me for days when I'd scraped a bit of skin. It wasn't until he said he wanted to bring his sister-in-law home and take care of her for the rest of his life that I—my memories riddled with holes—summoned the system at last. "I want to go home."

Patricia Dawson had it all…wealth, love, and a picture-perfect family. Or so she thought.Until cancer stripped her strength, betrayal shattered her heart, and death took her too soon.Her husband was sleeping with her sister.Her parents knew and stayed silent.And the empire she built with her own hands was stolen right before her eyes.But fate wasn’t done with her yet.Patricia opens her eyes again in the body of Patricia Allen, a poor, broken single mother drowning in debt and despair. Three children. No money. No reputation. No one to rely on.This time, she vows to live for herself. To rise higher than ever.To rebuild her fortune, protect her children, and destroy everyone who betrayed her in her past life.But just when she thought her heart was too cold to love again, Alexander Sterling, the ruthless billionaire who once loved her in silence steps back into her life. He knows her secrets. He remembers the woman she was. And this time… he’s not letting her go.Power. Love. Revenge. Redemption.In this life, Patricia Dawson will rise from the ashes—and the world will kneel before her.

Every year, my wife, Jessica Lowe, prepares a huge surprise for me on our wedding anniversary. On the night of our tenth anniversary, she enters the banquet hall with a scantily-dressed male model. She demands that I take off my suit and put it on him instead. I refuse and take out a divorce agreement. In retaliation, Jessica slaps a thick stack of photos onto the table. The photos show me at my most humiliated, shameful, and pathetic moments. She sneers, "Michael Jefferson, you talk about divorce all the time. But each time, you always end up crawling back to me with your tail between your legs, begging me to take you back. "Tell me, what will your comatose mother think if these pictures of you get out? Will she finally wake up in the hospital from shame and embarrassment?" However, Jessica doesn't know that my mother, Eleanor Brown, passed away months ago.

For sixteen long years, Eulalia Clearwater gave everything to Percival Dunraven, her first and only love, only to be cruelly pushed aside for his new infatuation. Percival believed that without Eulalia, a world of happiness awaited him, a fresh start with a new love. But when he stumbled upon Eulalia's devastating medical diagnosis, panic set in. Rushing to her side, he found her hand entwined with another's, her eyes filled with a resolve he had never seen before. "Why didn't you tell me about your stomach cancer?" he demanded, his voice trembling with fear and regret. Eulalia's response was a bitter laugh, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of pain and liberation. "Didn't you wish for my early demise?" she mocked. "Percival Dunraven, in the final moments of my life, I no longer want to love you."

The day I win the cheerleading championship, the entire arena erupts with cheers for my team. But from the stands, my brother, Nelson Locke, hurls a water bottle straight at me. "You injured Felicia's leg before the performance just so you could win first place? She has leukemia, Victoria! Her dying wish is to become a champion. Yet you tripped her before the competition, all for a trophy! You're selfish. I don't have a sister like you!" My fiance, who also happens to be the sponsor of the competition, steps onto the stage with a cold expression and announces, "You tested positive for illegal substances. You don't deserve this title. You're disqualified." All the fans turn against me. They boycott me entirely—some even go so far as to create a fake memorial portrait of me, print it, and send it to my doorstep. I quietly keep the photo. I'll probably need it soon anyway. It's been three years since I was diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor. Knowing I don't have much time left, I choose to become the type of person they always wanted me to be—the perfect sister who loves without question, the well-mannered woman who knows when to keep quiet, and the kind of person who never, ever lies.

Karen had invested her last penny in the business she had recently established and was eagerly awaiting the promised funds from her benefactor to take it to the next level. "Maybe he forgot. I should remind him," she thought, and promptly sent a text message: ‘I hate to sound desperate, but my finances are tight.’ After sending the message, she realized she had used the wrong number. She quickly started typing, ‘Please ignore the...’ when an alert popped up on her phone: ‘Five billion dollars transferred to you by Roger Dawson.’ Roger? The first name sent a chill down her spine, but the last name left her puzzled. "Roger? Could it be Tonia's bodyguard?" That was his number, but when did his name change? Her phone rang immediately, and the name she had feared for months echoed in her ears, his voice filled with emotion yet calm like a winter breeze. "Karen, stay put, I'm on my way to you." The call ended before she could process it. He was the reason she had fled, refusing to sign the divorce papers. Her love for him was unrequited, his heart belonging to her adopted sister, but what hurt more was the feeling of being traded between friends like a commodity. She would rather die than return.