Cherry Blossoms After Winter Read Novels & Stories

They say that the deepest cuts come from the ones you hold closest to your heart. But I never expected my husband to be the one holding the knife while another woman twisted it in deeper.... My name is Ariana Carter. I am deeply in love with my husband Misha, and we have the perfect marriage. Scratch that, HAD the perfect marriage, or so I thought until he changed. His lies and betrayal broke me. Until I woke up. Now it's time for me to retake everything I lost--my life, my career, my family, and my dignity. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let's start at the beginning, shall we?

My husband was not fully conscious from anaesthesia after waking up from surgery, and he started spouting nonsense. I laughed while recording his comical reaction, but while helping him into a chair, I paused when I heard him calling for his son. "Be a good boy, all right? Daddy is busy." My smile froze, and I was stunned. We had been DINKs for 10 years. When did he get a son? My hands trembled as I turned on his phone. It was the first time I was looking through his phone in our years of marriage. When I browsed the phone’s data, I found a private album filled with intimate photos of him with another woman and a child. It was a boy who looked very similar to him, and the timestamp on the photos indicated that the boy was three. All three of them were smiling happily, but their smiles hurt me. He had once told me with conviction that he hated kids and did not want to be tied down by family, which was why he convinced me to be a DINK. However, I now knew that he was not really sincere about being a DINK; he just did not want to have kids with me.

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.

Three years ago, Olivia Cruz made the biggest mistake of her life, getting married to this man. Even though marriage was not built on love, she was hoping her love would change him one day, and who knows, he would reciprocate the feelings. After years of suffering from one-sided love, she only got pain, hatred, heartbreak, pregnancy, which was the only thing she could hold on to, and finally, her doom, death. Olivia regretted her actions, living for her husband all these years got her nothing, she wished she could be given another chance. Another chance to make things right. This time, she wasn't going to be that naive girl, this time, she was going to live for herself alone and be selfish with her happiness. All hope was lost on her end, however, she was given a chance at come back again, but this time, not as that girl that was used by her husband. She was going to get her revenge this time, and that was something she solely set her mind on...

"We can't be together, Carter." I sighed deeply as I tried to talk some sense into him, "You of all people should know that" "Says who?" He argued "Me. Everyone. And even the contract we signed" I countered and when I realized he wasn't taking my words seriously, I parted my lips to speak but he beat me to it. "Fuck the contract, Hailey. Fuck it all" He said in a breath and pulled me in for a maddening kiss. ******** After getting betrayed and killed by her mate and step sister, Hailey is fortunately reborn. In her quest for revenge, she's given two rules. The first is; no one should know about her rebirth and the second is; she isn't allowed to fall in love. Breaking of either of these rules comes with serious repercussions. Hailey is fine with the rules until she meets him. Alpha Carter. The man who managed to break her walls. Will she chose her childhood sweetheart or the man who made her heart come alive again? Will Hailey's feelings jeopardize her quest for revenge? Or will it lead her into a much bigger problem?

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."

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.

“Honey, who is this? Is she a friend or busines—” “She’s your replacement.” Nathaniel spat, throwing divorce papers at Clara. ********** Hell Hath Fury Like A Woman Scorned! After two years of marriage, Clara was rewarded with a divorce and a miscarriage because of her ex-husband, Nathaniel. Alone, dejected and praying for death, she meets an Alpha who offers her a unique opportunity: a marriage of convenience and in exchange, he would give her anything she wants. There’s only one thing Clara desires more than anything: to see Nathaniel crumble, to punish the man who took her baby from her. As Clara rises to the top as Luna, she will force Nathaniel to the bottom. “Forgive me, dear wife.” Nathaniel begged, on his knees. “Ex-wife!” Clara said coldly. “You took my baby. Now, you’ll pay for everything!” ************ This is not the usual divorce book. If you’re interested in reading about a strong female lead who deals justice to those who hurt her, add to your library.

The night the Alpha King came to inspect Shadowfang Pack, my Alpha mate Cain was out chasing after his childhood sweetheart Vivienne, who'd thrown a tantrum and run off. In my past life, the Alpha King was attacked by vampires and poisoned. I contacted Cain through the mate bond. He rushed back, and I gave Cain the moonstone my mother had left me, asking him to rescue the Alpha King. To reward his loyalty, the Alpha King entrusted the entire northern territory to Cain's rule. But after I called Cain back through the bond, Vivienne was left alone. A straggling vampire found her. She died. Cain didn't say a word. The day I gave birth, he dragged me to the border of the rogue wolves' territory and shoved me into a pack of feral rogues. He looked down at me, his eyes flat and full of disgust. "If you hadn't sent that call through the bond, Vivienne wouldn't have been out there alone. Every second of pain she suffered—I'm going to make you pay it all back." When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn back to the moment Alpha King was attacked by vampires. This time, I didn't contact Cain through the mate bond. Instead, I gripped the Moonstone and stood in front of Alpha King. The Alpha position, was mine this time.

Four years ago, at my mating ceremony with Alpha Damien, a witch publicly prophesied: "The powerful Alpha will betray the mate bond." Damien unleashed a terrifying wave of Alpha dominance on the spot, forcing the witch to her knees. He gripped my hand tightly and declared before the entire pack that I was his one and only mate. For three years of our marriage, he was flawless—devoted, attentive, beyond reproach. Until a year ago, when he was gravely wounded during a border patrol and rescued by a stunningly beautiful rogue Omega named Selene. Selene fell for Damien at first sight. She even knelt at his feet in front of me, crying: "I don't want anything in return. Just let me stay near you—I'd be your mistress with no title if that's what it takes." Damien shoved her away without hesitation and coldly ordered her placed at the edge of the territory, never allowing her within arm's reach. In that moment, I trusted him completely. I believed our mate bond was unbreakable. Selene asked seductively. "Alpha, who's better in bed—me, or your dignified little Luna? Your cock fucks me so good every time." Damien's low, ragged breathing filled the audio. He slapped her ass and warned coldly: "Don't get ideas above your station. Elena is my only Luna. You're just a bitch I use to blow off steam." Selene pouted with a coy whine: "I'll happily be your bitch as long as you keep fucking me." The video ended. Immediately after, an anonymous text popped up: "You sit in the Luna's seat. I'm in the Alpha's bed. Now we're even." I sat there all night, silently printing out a termination agreement for our mate bond. Since that's how it is, then I'll grant your wish. But after I left, the powerful Alpha went mad.