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Brienne was born and raised in the city of Flogate. She’s an accountant working at one of the most prominent accounting firms, she has a simple dreams: to build a family and marry her boyfriend, Jasper, especially after her parents passed away. Unbeknownst to her, something else existed beyond their world—the Children of the Moon, or as the ancients called them, the werewolves. One wild night, their paths collided when she caught her boyfriend kissing another woman in a club while insulting her. A single touch would change everything. How will Brienne handle it all, knowing that she is the Alpha's human mate?

There’s nothing more heart -wrenching than seeing the one you love, betray and forsake you. Naomi sacrificed everything she had, including devoting two years of her life to a man who eventually betrayed her. Despite being pregnant with his child, she chose to kick him completely from her life. Few years later, she soared to success as a medical doctor. Alongside her professional recognition, she stumbles upon her hidden identity and a formidable power within herself. Suddenly, John crawls back to her, seeking a place in her life again. And not only that, she finds herself fated to two mates, plunging her into a web of love, deception, and the struggle for forgiveness.

Scarlett, a determined writer, gets a job at the city's largest entertainment company, hoping to free her family from the grip of poverty. But her dreams take an unexpected turn when her path crosses Cade, her rude and seductive boss. Desperate to become CEO, Cade proposes a deal: financial assistance for Scarlett's family in exchange for a contract marriage. Torn between her hatred for Cade and her family's dire needs, Scarlett faces the test of her values. Will she compromise her principles for the sake of those she loves? Or will she find a way to loosen this tangled web of ambition, power, and unexpected attraction? Characterization

Executed for a crime she never committed, Ella Steele died betrayed by her mate, abandoned by her pack, and destroyed by the best friend she trusted like a sister. But death was not the end. Given a second chance by the Moon Goddess, Ella awakens one year in the past, before the lies, before the betrayal, before the man she loved sentenced her to death. This time, she refuses to be the weak, obedient Luna everyone expects her to be. She wants revenge. And to destroy the woman who stole everything from her, Ella sets her sights on the one thing Vivienne could never bear to lose, her father. Alexander Knight, the feared Hybrid King, is powerful, ruthless, and completely forbidden. Getting close to him was supposed to be part of Ella’s plan. Falling for him was not.

Liana has spent her whole life trying to prove her worth to a family that never wanted her. As the daughter of an Alpha, she was meant to lead—until betrayal shatters her world. On the night of her anniversary, she catches her mate, Ryle, in bed with her sister, Samantha. Worse, her father sides with them, stripping her of her title and casting her out with nothing but a car and the clothes on her back. Wounded and lost, she finds an injured rogue in the woods—Kieran. Taking pity on him, she brings him to her pack’s hospital, only for her father to use it as an excuse to banish her. With nowhere to go, she follows Kieran, only to wake up in the palace of a mysterious king no one ever sees. As she struggles to rebuild her life, Liana finds herself drawn to Kieran in ways she never expected. He’s cold yet protective, distant yet possessive. Their passion ignites into something dangerous, but just when she begins to trust him, a noblewoman arrives—claiming to be his betrothed. And worse, she reveals the truth: Kieran isn’t a rogue… he’s the King. Heartbroken and betrayed once again, Liana vows to stay away, but Kieran refuses to let her go. With enemies lurking in the shadows and her past clawing its way back into her life, she must decide—will she fight for her place at his side, or will she walk away before history repeats itself? One thing is certain: she will never be a pawn again.

My childhood friend, whom I hadn’t contacted for years, kept calling nonstop during an important meeting. After the meeting, he spoke in a sharp tone. “Do you think you’re too big for your britches? I’m getting engaged and you’re not even coming back to help out. Do I have to invite you?” I was representing my country at an international scientific forum, so I could only decline politely. Unexpectedly, he turned all haughty. “Fine then. If you’re not coming back, then just send me a gift with four circles and I’ll let it slide. Four circles? Thinking he meant ten thousand with four zeroes, I immediately agreed. “Don’t worry, I’ll give you ten thousand dollars as a wedding gift.” “Ten grand? Who the hell are you kidding? “My wife is the eldest daughter of the Jeffersons, the most prestigious family in Cirrus. Only the most distinguished people are on the guest list. Seeing that we’re old friends, I’m letting you attend. It’s your great honor!” He cursed angrily and sent me the invitation. I was struck dumb the moment I opened it. My aloof ice queen of a wife, who kept strangers at bay, was locked in a passionate kiss with her arms wrapped around my childhood friend’s waist. “Four zeroes, huh? How about four wreaths?” My gaze darkened as I clutched my phone. Four funeral wreaths ought to count as four circles, too!

Leonard Burton and I are childhood sweethearts, bound by a family-arranged marriage. After we marry, we live a loving, harmonious life. In a terrible accident, he even gives up his only chance at survival to save me. After Leonard's death, we find a journal among his belongings. In it, he records the three years he was missing after falling off a cliff—years spent with another woman he deeply loved. But his parents had forcibly separated them and arranged our marriage instead. Unbeknownst to anyone, he had continued to protect that woman from afar, silently and faithfully. At the funeral, Leonard's mother, Charlotte Newman, is inconsolable. "Leonard, it's all my fault. Would you still be alive if I'd let you marry Yelena back then?" His father, Samuel Burton, glares at me with hatred. "He fell off that cliff saving you. He died in that crash shielding you. Why do you bring him nothing but harm? Why aren't you the one who's dead?" Yes, why is it not me who's dead? I look at Leonard's familiar, smiling face on his gravestone before running at it and smashing my head on it. When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to when he just returned from that small fishing village. This time, I choose to let him go and give him what he wants. Finally, I see Leonard again.

When my mind-link request had been ignored by my parents for the twentieth time, I went to the Werewolf Council, clutching the report on silver dust corrosion in my hand. “Hello. I’d like to renounce my pack identity—effective immediately.” Ten minutes later, my parents burst in, dragging my adoptive younger sister, Elsa, with them, panic written all over their faces. The door burst open with a bang, and my Beta father charged in like a storm. His fangs bared, claws twitching. “You’re nothing but a spoiled brat craving attention! Stop this pathetic act. You’re an embarrassment to a Beta’s name!” My mother, a forensic specialist for the pack, immediately snatched the report from my hand. After a brief glance, she let out a cold sneer. “You faked this report just to get our attention? You’ve been a liar since you were a pup.” Elsa clung to both of them, tears in her eyes as she sobbed, “I’m sorry, Jenifer. It’s my fault for holding the shifting ritual. But please... don’t lie to our parents just to make them feel guilty!” Blood was still pouring from my nose, but I wiped it away calmly and stood tall before the werewolf councilors once more. “I haven’t had a real family for a long time. Please—remove all my personal records from the pack. I just don’t want my funeral—scheduled for three days from now—to be delayed.”

After his fated mate died, Alpha Killian Thorne spent ten years resenting me. I was the Omega healer he never chose—bound to him by duty, not love. A substitute. A scar on a bond neither of us asked for. No matter how deeply I healed his wounds, no matter how quietly I stayed by his side, all he ever said was: “If you really want to please me, Clara… then disappear.” But when death came charging, it wasn’t I who fell. He did. Bleeding out in my arms, Killian looked at me one last time and whispered: “If only I’d never met you…” At the funeral, his mother wept. “He should’ve been with Selena. I never should’ve let him mate with you.” His father’s glare cut through me. “Killian saved you three times. Why wasn’t it you in that grave?” Everyone regretted that he had bonded with me. Even I did, too. I was cast out of the pack with nothing— No title. No Luna severance. No den to call my own. And then… perhaps the Moon Goddess took pity on me. She gave me one final chance to rewrite fate. This time, I won’t beg for his love. This time, I won’t tether him to pain. This time, I’ll sever the bond before it begins. I could already hear the gears of fate turning, and this time, I would move first.

After Stefan Grimaldi's first love died, he hated me for five years. I did everything I could to please him, but he never softened. The only thing he ever said was, "If you really want to make me happy, go die. Go keep Sienna company in her grave." It cut deep every time. I told myself it would always be this way, that he would carry that hatred until one of us was gone. I was wrong. When assassins came for us, Stefan stepped in front of the bullet without hesitation. He went down in my arms. With the little breath he had left, he looked up at me and said, "Annie, if there's a next life, I hope I never meet you again." At his funeral, his father stood over the casket, barely holding himself together. "Stefan, I was wrong. I never should have forced you to marry Annie. If I had listened to you back then and let you marry Sienna, none of this would have happened," he said. His mother turned on me, tears streaming, her eyes filled with blame. "This is all your fault. Every time, Stefan ended up in danger because of you. What have you ever given him besides disaster?" I kept my head down and said nothing. They were not the only ones with regrets. I regretted marrying Stefan too. On the night of the full moon, I climbed to the top of the church tower and jumped. I woke five years in the past. This time, I was done.