Dabi Without His Scars

After a painful breakup under the rain-soaked night, Nova vows to reclaim her life. Transformed and fearless, she returns to school only to find herself tangled between her ruthless ex, Jace, and the mysterious, golden-eyed newcomer, Ryder—whose dark secrets could either protect her or destroy everything. But when threatening messages surface, and a tangled web of blackmail and betrayal pulls Nova deeper into danger, she must navigate a treacherous game of trust, heartbreak, and revenge. With the enigmatic Ryder by her side—his fierce protectiveness hiding painful truths—Nova fights to expose the real enemy lurking in the shadows. In a world where love and deception collide, will Nova survive the storm, or be consumed by it?

When Zara discovers her abusive fiancé cheating with her best friend,she flees to a bar where a mysterious stranger offers her refuge. One night with Josh changes everything—but their whirlwind romance built on passion and pregnancy hides a devastating secret. As Josh’s fake feelings turn achingly real and Roberts vendetta turns deadly, Zara must navigate a web of family betrayal,supernatural mysteries and her own shattered trust . But when love transcends the boundaries between life and death, Zara discovers that sometimes you must lose everything to find who you really are.

Our wedding anniversary also happens to be our son's birthday. A month in advance, I carefully plan a family trip for the three of us—me, my husband, and our son. But right before we're supposed to leave, both of them suddenly disappear on me. I'm left standing alone in the pouring rain, dialing their numbers. On the other end, my son's young voice comes through, sounding cold and impatient. "Dad's having dinner with Ms. Moore. We don't want to go anymore." The call ends, and I'm blocked. Later that night, they intentionally lock me out of the house. I'm left standing in the freezing cold all night long. Soaked from the rain, I come down with a high fever and develop pneumonia. Meanwhile, my husband and son are off vacationing with Sophia Moore, smiling for a happy family photo with just the three of them. And in that moment, I know this marriage has truly come to an end.

My sister-in-law is eight months pregnant. One day, she gets pushed to the ground and starts bleeding heavily. She's then taken to the hospital right away. As I drive by, I quickly roll up the window and pretend not to notice. I step on the accelerator and speed away. In my past life, though, things were different. The moment I saw her collapse, I sprang into action and took her to the hospital without delay. She was in critical condition. After the heavy bleeding, she developed amniotic fluid embolism. My husband was the city's top obstetrician. Thus, I called him urgently, pleading for him to come straight to the hospital. However, he accused me of jealousy. He was having dinner with his first love's family, after all. He claimed that I was exploiting my sister-in-law's accident to force him to come back. By the time my in-laws arrived, my sister-in-law had already succumbed to the amniotic fluid embolism. Her family blamed me for her death, convinced I had stirred trouble with my husband and brought about her demise. Having just returned from out of town, my brother-in-law believed their accusations without question. Overcome with grief, he stabbed me to death at the funeral. Opening my eyes again, I realize I've been transported back to the very day my sister-in-law is knocked down.

For ten years, I've served as the lover supporting Catherine Sanders from the shadows. With my help, she's able to save her company from the brink of bankruptcy and eventually gets it listed. On the day before we're about to ring the bell, just as I'm about to propose to Catherine, she introduces her childhood sweetheart, Benedict Shaw. Apparently, he is to take over my position in her life. She thanks me for my contributions throughout the decade, but her company is about to embark on a new journey. That means I'm no longer suitable to stay by her side. As I watch the woman I spent the last ten years loving and sacrificing everything for using a bank card to dismiss me, I feel as though my heart has plunged into the icy abyss. "I spent ten years devoting everything I have to you. In the end, it's nothing but a huge mistake." But Catherine remains blind to the truth. Once I quit my job, her company will cease to exist, just like my love for her.

She survived the scars. Now she’s learning how to love. Elena Grey once believed love meant sacrifice, silence, and surviving the storm. After escaping an abusive marriage with her daughter Lila, she’s starting over—but healing isn’t linear, and trust isn’t easy. Then Jack walks into her life. Patient, kind, and carrying his own hidden wounds, he offers her something she never imagined: safety, choice, and the space to rediscover herself.

He was, and had nothing when I met him. He was a terribly poor dreamer, and all he had was smooth words and endless promises. I gave up everything for him, including my family’s wealth, my privileged life, my identity as an heiress. I hid who I really was just to help him climb the ladder, brick by brick, until his name shone like gold. Our empire was built on my sacrifices. And how did he repay me? By throwing me away like a piece of used, wet tissue. By parading his new fiancée in my face and sneering, “Don’t you think I’m out of your league now?” He thought he could erase me. He thought he could take my love, my labor, my loyalty…and bury me like garbage. But he forgot one thing. I’m not just a girl he used. I’m an heiress. The gold in his pocket? The power in his hands? The empire on his shoulders? All of it came from me. Now I’ve returned to the world I left behind, with bodyguards at my side, a new fiancé chosen by my family, and more power than he could ever dream of. And when he calls me a gold digger? I’ll smile and remind him of the truth… “Gold digger? No. I’m the gold maker. And without me, Mr. Billionaire, you are nothing.”

Can two scarred hearts fell inlove? Can they find peace with each other and heal together? As Austin try to look for the love of his life he accidentally met a wounded girl, physically and emotionally. Because of his past, he never plan to fell in love again. Not with the woman who really looks like the love of his life. Can he stop what he feel or would he just go with the flow?

Olive finds herself in an unusual union with the billionaire, Xander Giovanni. And when things come crashing in a sudden divorce, she leaves to find her life somewhere else, keeping away the fact that she's carrying his child. Fast forward to a few years later and she's back in town. Inevitably, their paths cross and things are about to take a different turn as Xander grovels for her to give him another chance. Would they ever work out?

Tony Gambino never forgave me. His childhood sweetheart died saving my life, and for seven years, his hatred was a constant, silent burn. I fasted. I prayed. I begged for absolution. He met my penance with a cold sneer. "I'll only forgive you when you're dead." The words were a knife to the heart. So why, when we were both poisoned, did he shove the only antidote down my throat? As the poison claimed him, blood trickling from his lips, he choked out his last words, "Scarlett... in our next life, let's never meet." Later, I tried to visit his grave. His sworn brother and Consigliere, Richard Bruno, blocked my path. He pressed a gun to my forehead. "I don't know how you have the nerve to show your face here, Scarlett. He'd be alive if he hadn't saved you. "I should never have let him give up Elma for you. You're a curse. Everyone who gets close to you gets destroyed." Their eyes were unanimous in their blame. And they were right. So I watched his gravesite from a distance, my own guilt a heavier stone than any marker. Not long after, I was killed in a gang crossfire. When I opened my eyes, I was seven years in the past. This time, I made a different choice: I let Tony go—so that everyone might live.