Novel & Cerita Can Someone Fall Back In Love

When Caleb Kingston proposed marriage, I knew he did not love me. But as a woman who loved him secretly for years, I agreed to whatever scraps he could give me thinking that he could learn to love me in time. Three years into our marriage, I realized that I had been a fool chasing an impossible dream. A stubborn man like Caleb only loved once and she sure was not me. “She's back and she wants me. I do not want to ruin this chance for anything.” He told me, slapping a divorce paper my way. “What about our baby?” His scowl told me he was not happy that I sprung that news on him. “Abort it. Do whatever you want with it. I don’t care.” Was his callous remark. That same night, after signing the divorce agreement, I packed my bags and left with a promise that I will be back stronger to show this ruthless billionaire what he lost.

Jenny Shaw, my roommate and belle of the campus, had been stealing my skincare products for four whole years. She even used them to fake a wealthy and beautiful persona, becoming a million-follower influencer and bagging a wealthy heir. Right before our graduation defense, her face suddenly erupted in severe lesions, completely disfigured. Jenny immediately accused me, claiming that I was jealous and vicious enough to lace the skincare products with poison! In an instant, I was branded online as the Poison Queen and a dangerous figure. Facing the police, I simply smiled at them and showed them my thesis. [Molecular Deconstruction Analysis of Herbal Medicinal Materials: Skin Regeneration and Reconstruction.] "Poisoning you? That's like a pot calling the kettle black. But thanks for providing me with experimental data!"

Everything was taken away from her in one night. Her mate cheated on her with her step-sister, killed her unborn child, and even murdered her Father in cold-blood. Just when he was about to kill her, she was saved by an Hybrid Alpha. Now possessed with rage and power, Sai vows revenge on every single person who had hurt her in the past!

I caught his scent before I saw them, my husband's scent, saturating another woman's skin. Three years. I gave Alexander three years, my father's territory, my people's loyalty, and a slow poison quietly destroying my body from the inside. I made him — pulled a fallen, abandoned Alpha from the dirt, merged our packs, convinced every dissenting elder, and stepped aside so he could wear the crown I built. I called it love. He called it convenient. The night I walked into that ballroom uninvited, his mistress was already on his arm. By the end of the night, she was on her knees — telling the entire pack she was carrying his heir. That was the moment I understood: I was never his wife. I was his ladder. I walked out without trembling. And I started planning. There was only one move left — to go to the man I had once rejected. The most powerful Alpha in the word. The one who never forgot.

In New York’s Upper East Side, there were two heirs. One was a speed-obsessed daredevil dominating the racetracks, the other was a brilliant actuary who controlled the flow of capital. Born into powerful families and polar opposites in temperament, yet they grew up side by side as each other’s only best friend. They had fought over girls and bickered endlessly over racing bets. However, at fifteen, there was one thing they did in perfect unison. They each put on the same roughly carved bronze badge. They were trinkets Mia had idly made during a craft class, marked only by a faint “M” scratched on the back. Back then, Mia was seated in the last row of the classroom. Her background was a complete mystery to everyone. Yet they wore that badge for ten whole years. Whether standing on the F1 podium or locking in billion-dollar trades at the exchange, the cheap little badge on their chests never changed. Until Ella showed up. She was the cherished daughter of a rising conglomerate family. She hand-stitched two gold-thread fabric patches and gifted them to them. The patches looked so ordinary they looked like the kind of trinket you would find three for a dollar at a flea market. And yet, they both replaced their bronze badges with her plain patches. Mia did not say anything. She simply folded away an old newspaper clipping with a photo of the three of them smiling together. That night, she called her father in Sicily. Her voice was emotionless. “Papa, I accept the marriage arrangement.”

"Tell me, what do you want from me?" He asked coldly without an expressio. She smiled faintly and said straightforwardly, "I agree to divorce." "However, I have a condition." Jenna licked her red lips, as if she had made up her mind, "I want 50 million compensation." "As long as you sleep with me for one night, I will agree." He gave her a cold gaze, with a scornful smile on his perfect lips. "Deal! Mr. Richards, no pay no goods. After tonight, we will have no relationship." ******************************************************** Jenna Murphy married Hansen Richards, who she loved from childhood but the one who hated her the most. She believed that he would finally love her back. But before her dream comes true... a car accident brought her father away and led her mother a dying situation in ICU. Her cheeky and greedy uncle even took the chance and robbed every property from her. To get the surgery fee for her mother, Jenna could only agree to divorce Hansen. But Hansen pleaded her present to his grandma's birthday party trying to make up their relationship. However, Jenna found some clues that showed the car accident made her family ruined seemed to have some relation with Hansen...

Zuleika… Lanvini Alpha-born, dangerously unhinged, and hotter than sin. With eyes that flash gold when his wolf rises and tattoos that feel more like symbols than ink, he’s the kind of male my parents warned me about. The kind bred to conquer. Heir to the Darkfire Pack. Sworn enemy to mine. And the most powerful wolf on campus. I’m Mistborn—descended from the sacred bloodline of Silvermist. My wolf was supposed to awaken under the moon’s blessing, not from a stolen touch in the dark. But the moment Lanvin brushed against me, something ancient stirred in my bones. My wolf chose him. He’s my natural-born enemy. So why does every part of me want to kneel? Lanvin… She doesn’t know what she is. Doesn’t know the power coiled beneath her skin—or the chaos it could bring. Zuleika is Mistborn. The inner-blood of the Silvermist Pack. Sacred. Protected. Forbidden. She’s also my best friend’s sister. And my fated mate. I felt it the second our wolves brushed souls. A connection no Alpha could sever. Not even my father. But a bond between Silvermist and Darkfire? It’s treason. The kind that starts wars. Still, I’d risk exile. I’d burn my title, my pack, the very laws that raised me—because my wolf won’t let her go. And if fate dares stand between us, I’ll tear the moon from the sky to make her mine.

I married my Don husband, Ethan Solas, because of a family arrangement. What he didn’t know was that I’d harbored a long crush on him. He, on the other hand, had never sparked any interest in me. Today marked our third anniversary. After our usual, mechanical lovemaking, Ethan rolled onto his back, leaving me staring at the ceiling. He always treated it like a duty, nothing more. Then a sudden, intrusive voice pierced my mind: “Did Vivian reach her climax? Did I do well? Is it too soon for a second round? Am I desperate? She smells so good…I just want to devour her.” I froze, eyes turned and locked on Ethan’s bare back. Had I imagined it? Or had my icy, distant husband just confessed his wild, obsessive desire for me?

"They auctioned me off like a property," Kira snarled, her eyes blazing with anger. "But I am not so easily destroyed. My bloodline is invincible, forged in an ancient power. They wanted my blood for their immortality but they couldn't break me. My blood is an elixir, a force stronger than any poison or curse. I am a living legend, a Morgan Lycan. They used me to create their immortal heirs. But now those bastards plans to sacrifice my babies for their twisted desires but I will rise from the hell they sent me and burn down their world before they'll touch a hair on my babies body.--------------------------- On her fourth anniversary with her Alpha triplet mates---Christopher, Nicolas, and Michael---Kira's perfect world shatters in a brutal betrayal. Forced to sign divorce papers and auctioned off to Mr. Jones, the feared head of the world's most dangerous mafia, Kira is stripped of her family and freedom. Trapped in a luxurious prison, she discovers that both her ex-husbands and Mr. Jones covet her rare bloodline for their own sinister purposes. After Mr. Jones' mysterious death, Kira seizes control of his empire, transforming into a formidable mafia leader. But with power comes danger, as she faces cunning alliances and ruthless foes. Kira's powers and abilities grow as she discovers her heritage as a member of the renowned Morgan family, an ancient supernatural breed once thought extinct. Despite the tumult, her purpose remains clear: to save her children from her treacherous ex-husbands, who plan to sacrifice them for immortality.

I was only ten years old when Timoteo Panno found me on the streets of Sirithi. He's the Don of the Panno family, the strongest mafia family in the country. He's also the one who taught me how to protect myself. When I turn 18 years old, I become his lover as well as the weapon he's most proud of. Timoteo isn't interested in other women. I'm the only one staying by his side for many years. We've been with each other for four years. Everyone thinks I'll eventually become the Madre of the Panno family. That is, until Nadia Bellucci accidentally kills her fiance and desperately needs a clean identity to wash herself of all suspicions. As she clutches her chest that houses her heart, which is now weakened from the time she has saved Timoteo's life, she whines coquettishly, "Timoteo, I don't want to go to prison…" With a smile on his face, Timoteo doesn't hesitate to push me out as the scapegoat to take the blame for Nadia. "You've always been a pawn who gets abandoned all the time, so you might as well do it one more time."