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[YOU HAVE TRANSMIGRATED INTO A VILLAINESS FATED TO DIE.] I was supposed to obsess over the Alpha King, scheme against the heroine, and meet my end at the execution block. Instead, I rewrote the story. I chose Pierre Ashbourne—the neglected second male lead I once pitied as a reader—and spent three years helping him rebuild his dying pack, believing I had finally changed my fate. Then he abandoned me at our mating ceremony for his first love, the heroine. Now, the system has given me only one way home, restore the original ending by pushing the heroine back into the arms of the ruthless Alpha King, Hades. But the more I try to complete the story, the more these leads are getting out of character! What should I do?

I spent my whole life being Lucas DeLuca’s promised bride, his childhood shadow, the girl everyone believed would follow him anywhere. For twelve years, we planned the same future: the same family trial, the same city, the same fight to prove ourselves beyond our bloodlines. Then one night, Lucas changed his assignment to London for Vivian Castor and laughed that I would crawl after him before the seals closed. He was wrong. I stayed with the Rossi research program, burned the gift I had made for him, and chose the work I had bled for instead of the man who took my devotion for granted. Lucas thought my silence meant weakness. He thought my love made me easy to control. By the time he realized he was the one who couldn’t live without me, I was already gone. And I wasn’t about to run back into his arms. I was building my own kingdom.

Elena stifled a smile, but he already saw her mouth start to curve upwards and he grinned at her. She ignored him. "I'm serious, Chandler." His smile was instantaneous. "Noted." She licked her lips. Her eyes were wide and nervous, and she tucked a stray hair behind her ear. "And you can't me." Chandler tilted his head to the side and studied her. Pushing away from the car, he took a step closer to her. She held her ground, lifting her chin at his approach. "What if you ask me to you?" he said quietly. "Then can I?" Elena exhaled shakily. "I won't do that." "No?" Carefully, he touched his thumb to the curve of her chin. She shook her head, and his hand fell away. "Maybe you won't," he told her. "But hear me right now, love, I'd love it if you asked me for a ." —------ When Elena Davis decided to move to Vacaville, she had just one thing in mind — to start her business over after she'd failed the first time she tried. It'd be nice to live in the same city as her twin sister, and getting reunited with her university crush, Elijah Kendrick doesn't seem like a bad idea. But fate, however, has its own plans and she finds herself drawn to someone else—his brother, Chandler Kendrick.

"I don't do relationships Miss Williams. I don't love. I just fu**. Is that what you want fom me so that you stop following me?" His straightforward question made her turn hundred shades red,the word he used enough to lower her gaze and burn her insides in a new swirl of emotion. "No" She manages to whisper.To only have him dip his face closer to her. "Then stay the fuc* away from me Miss Williams. Because I am only going to break your heart." Stepping back from her,he was going to leave when he stops in his tracks listening to her reply. His fists clenching. "This is what I like the most about you Your Highness." "Your honesty."

Being pregnant at a young age is not a very happy moment for an omega who has strict and not so loving parents. Kicked out of her house by her own parents, selling her body to save the lives of her little pups. A graded student never planned her life like this. And screaming at her top of the lung as for her dead pup was never something Irish has imagined. Going through so much hardship. Irish become a slut and whore for society and her parents. She was kicked out of her home and forced to live on the streets. But Just as the nights, a beautiful sunrise happened, just like this Irish life chanced after meeting an alpha who pity as well as disgusted by her presence.

Two weeks before my wedding to Alexander Hayes, he invites his friends over to our small home. During dinner, Alexander keeps groping me, whether intentionally or not. After they finish eating, I overhear their conversation as I clear the dishes and walk past the study. "Alex, Lydia's quite something. I touched her earlier, and her skin's so soft. She nearly pulled my soul out. "If you don't mind, let us guys have some fun with her once she pays off the debt for you. We'll help you cover the cost of whatever Kay wants." Alexander chuckles softly, his voice casual and careless. "Sure, I don't mind. I've been sleeping with her for so long, I'm already sick of her anyway. "Just make sure she doesn't rat us out to my grandpa... Actually, forget it. She's blind anyway, so she won't figure it out." For two years, I've devoted myself completely to taking care of Alexander, yet he's ready to throw me into other men's beds, using my body to settle his debts. I stand silently at the doorway, feeling absolutely nothing. Of course, I know that someone else has been replacing him for a year. The person who holds me close night after night isn't him, and the child in my belly isn't his either.

When Wyatt Blackwell, a cold and ruthless business tycoon, agrees to an arranged marriage with the notorious Sophia Carter, he expects a match of convenience, not chaos. But when a mysterious and confident woman posing as Sophia enters his life, their fiery encounters blur the lines between pretense and passion. As secrets simmer and a dangerous chemistry ignites, Wyatt begins to question everything he thought he knew. Who is the woman he’s falling for, and what happens when her truth threatens to unravel everything?

I, Milly Gomez, had hidden my identity as the Lycan King's heir and joined the Boulder Pack as part of my training. The pack's Alpha, Andy Shaw, and I fell for each other during that time. He cherished me so openly that the whole pack envied me. He promised me a grand mate bond ceremony. I waited for five years, but it never happened. I found out later that the Council of Elders had never thought I was good enough. To them, I was just an orphan who came from nowhere. I didn't want to make things harder for Andy, so I decided to tell him the truth that I was the Lycan King's daughter. Before I could, Andy started disappearing for days at a time. Then, on the ninety-ninth night he failed to come home, I received a message from another she-wolf. [I'm carrying Andy's pup. I will be his only Luna. As for you, you're nothing but a plaything he uses to satisfy his lust!] I found out later that the she-wolf was Jane Brooke, the daughter of the Shadow Pack's Alpha. Andy had been sleeping with her every night he disappeared. So, I did something behind his back too. I quietly prepared my plan to return home. It was time to leave.

At the beginning of a new year, I stay at the hospital to take care of my mother-in-law on my own. My wife, Yelena Lipton, on the other hand, is on a vacation with her first love, Phillip Warren, in a tropical island overseas. Funnily enough, I'm the last one who finds out about her impending marriage with Phillip. When my mother-in-law hears about the news, her condition deteriorates to the point she gets sent into the treatment room immediately. I have to call Yelena over a dozen times for her to finally pick up the call. "Do you have a death wish or something? Why did you bombard me with calls? I'm in the middle of something right now, so leave me alone!" After that, Yelena ends the call. Since then, I keep failing to get in contact with her. During that time, my mother-in-law has passed away from the treatment failure. When I'm done organizing the funeral, I send Yelena a divorce agreement right away. "Have you gone nuts? It's just an announcement to cheer Phillip up! Are you seriously going to file a divorce from me?" After hearing Yelena's accusations, I reply calmly, "Mom's dead. I've already dealt with everything concerning her passing. You should come back and visit her grave."

A week before the wedding, I got in a car crash. The baby was gone. They said my uterus was removed—just like that, motherhood erased. Grief hollowed me out. I was barely holding on when Jack's voice cut through the room, loud on speaker. "Jack, you put her on a birth control implant and lied about the surgery? That's messed up." His tone turned cold. "I can't let my child with Mary be seen as illegitimate. This is the only way to give him my name. As for Stella, I'll make it up to her for the rest of my life."