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Stephanie Young is left with a broken heart after her boyfriend Martin Clark forced her to abort their child. She decided to go to the club and offered a one-night stand to a random man. The decision on that night does not simply end there. The man she slept with was Lucas Miller, a billionaire from New York. Worse, Luke is Martin's business competitor. Luke went far by challenging Martin that he would take Stephanie from Martin’s hand. It was supposed to be a simple one-night stand, but now, where will it end? Find out more about the love-triangle story of Martin-Stephanie-Luke

At the reunion, someone asked when I was getting married. Grinning, I pulled out the invites. "Mid-October. Be there." Cheers broke out. Everyone peeked at the girl next to me. "You've been with Daphne forever, right? Finally making it official?" Daphne hurled her drink at me. "Ethan Everett, is this your idea of pressuring me into marriage?" The room froze. I wiped my face, cool as ever, and opened the invite in front of her. "Maybe check the name. It doesn't say you're the bride."

Lived her life and trained on an island detached from the world. Ariadne is sent on a task to kill the most influential Alpha as an assassin. Oak Borough is not any random city and woods she has been to, the only thing Ariadne cares about is her freedom and power. This time something strange will happen to her as she meets Alpha Henry. Will it change her direction or could she be able to handle it? Will she find a mate? This is a story of evolution. An Alpha in his far away Abyss controls the outside world as these trained Beta kill.

Eden always thought her boyfriend was going to be her mate. Her heart is shattered when on her birthday, he finds out it’s her stepsister. She decides to get drunk to forget her woes and ends up sleeping with a random man at a bar. She is forced to marry the lycan king. And she has to make him believe her unborn child is his or she’ll face his wrath. Lying to the most ruthless and most feared man in the world isn’t going to be easy. But that’s just the tip of the iceberg.

Cade Amata is a wealthy billionaire, known for his cool and distant mannerisms he finds himself involved in a contract marriage. Sloane Kane is a hot mess, somewhat clumsy, coffee addicted mafia princess. A dangerous assassin in her own right she is forced into a contract marriage in order to create an alliance. When Sloane discovers Cade's secret it only brings up more of her own. What connection do she and Cade have and why? An ancient curse, blood lines mingled, and a love that will bring the shadows to their knees.

My boyfriend’s childhood sweetheart had bound a transfer system to me, causing the cool air around me to automatically converge on her. From then on, her family no longer had to pay for air conditioning. They even made a fortune by selling the cool air at a low price, thanks to this supernatural arrangement. When I explained the situation to my boyfriend, he was lying in his childhood sweetheart’s arms while eating an ice pop. He looked at me as if I were an idiot. “Your family is so poor that you can’t even afford to run the AC. Instead of looking at yourself, you came up with such a ridiculous excuse.” Later, I installed three air conditioners at home, but it did not help at all. In the end, I literally baked to death in an air-conditioned room at 60 degrees Fahrenheit. By the time I was discovered, I had turned into a dried corpse. Even after my death, my boyfriend still tried to profit off my misfortune. He became an internet sensation as the “first person to discover a dried corpse in an air-conditioned room.” He went on to live the life of a rich influencer with his little sweetheart. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the very day his little sweetheart had bound the transfer system to me. Knowing the future ahead, I immediately booked a reservation at the nearest sauna to escape the heat!

My brother and I have always been close, so close that sometimes I dress up like him so that we can hang out in all boys places and we can play twins. At first, it had been a problem especially because I had gone on a date with his girlfriend on his behalf because he was sick. He had been so pissed off but he got over it and over the time, it became fun for him too. It was all fun and games until my brother got sick and my parents had to send me to this town to leave with my grandmother while they travel the world looking for the best hospital for him. I don't know his illness, they never told me but I guess it's something serious. I miss my brother's presence so much that when I got to this new town, no one knows that I'm a girl, except my grandmother but I also hid my style of dressing from her. At home, I'm the perfect granddaughter but at school, I'm the drop dead gorgeous badboy that every girl wants to date. It was so cool, so cool and I was enjoying the attention until one day it all changed. The day I met him. Xavier Grey, the new transfer student and Teresa's -my girlfriend- cousin.

The day Tabitha got shattered by the news that she was about to meet her end, Alpha Derek, her mate, was screwing around with another she-wolf. Devastated, she decided to accept Derek's rejection. But as the fine pack doctor, Orson, entered Tabitha's life, Derek lost his cool, tormented by jealousy. He locked her down at the crib, regardless of his new mate being green-eyed with envy. To his surprise, Tabitha coldly announced, "Derek, I'm over you." Finally, it dawned on him that Tabitha was, and always had been, his destined mate.

As the news broadcast reported a random serial killing near my residential complex, I knew—I had been reborn once again. In my first life, my husband insisted on going out in the middle of a snowstorm to buy weapons for self-defense. I locked every door and window, waiting at home, anxiety clawing at my chest. I never imagined the killer could pick locks. Before I could even react, a blade plunged into me, and I died on the couch. In my second life, I didn't hesitate. I hid in a concealed storage room, holding my breath. But the door was still pulled open. A man wearing a rabbit mask stared straight at me. "Found you," he said. In my third life, I ran to the police station. I rushed inside and told the officer on duty that the killings weren't random—that the murderer was coming for me. They looked at me like I'd lost my mind. Then my husband arrived in a hurry and took me away. But the moment we reached our front door, a heavy hammer smashed into the back of my head. Through the blinding pain, I forced my eyes open, but I never saw who killed me. Now, staring at the grave expression on the news anchor's face, agony surged through every inch of my body. Rebirth isn't a reset. The damage accumulates—and sooner or later, it will torture me to death. Without hesitation, I walked into the kitchen and set a pot of oil to heat. And I waited… for the moment the lock began to turn.

I got off work early and walked into the living room, only to find my wife lounging lazily on the couch. And next to her? Some random dude I didn't recognize. "Babe, you know I'm obsessed with that sweet, milky smell," he said, sipping away like it was the best thing he'd ever tasted. That was it—I completely lost it. Meanwhile, our baby was in the corner, crying her lungs out, hungry and ignored. I didn't even think twice. I grabbed the broom by the door and stormed in, ready to raise hell.