Isekai No Smartphone

Sam and Nora were childhood friends whose bond was sealed with an arranged marriage. But soon after, Sam’s warmth fades, leaving Nora alone in a cold, distant relationship. His connection to Isabella, a woman from his past, casts a shadow over their marriage, fueling suspicions and driving them apart. After a heartbreaking divorce, Nora tries to rebuild her life, and just as her high school crush, Daniel, reappears, offering hope for a fresh start, Nora finds herself entangled in a secret that could change everything. As past emotions resurface and new complications arise, Nora must navigate the tangled web of love, loyalty, and deception. Can she move on from Sam, or is their story far from over?

Regresé a ese momento de mi vida en que mi tío político —con quien no tengo lazos de sangre— había sido drogado con esa droga afrodisíaca. Pero esta vez, no me convertí en su “antídoto”. En lugar de eso, marqué el número de la mujer que él realmente amaba. En mi vida anterior, me enamoré perdidamente de él. Cuando supe que había sido drogado, ignoré su súplica de llamar a su gran amor… y fui yo quien calmó su deseo. Un mes después, quedé accidentalmente embarazada. Por lo que él se vio obligado a casarse conmigo, pero el día de la ceremonia de nuestra boda, su amada —que había viajado al extranjero para olvidar su dolor— fue secuestrada y asesinada. Antes de morir, le hizo ciento noventa y nueve llamadas pidiendo ayuda. Él, que estaba ocupado cumpliendo con la boda, no contestó ninguna. Después… solo se quedó mirando aquellas llamadas perdidas, sin decir una palabra. Hasta que, el día que tenía que dar a luz, me encerró en el sótano. Le rogué que me llevara al hospital. Pero él solo sonrió, con esa frialdad que jamás olvidaré, mientras me veía morir lentamente, sin poder traer al mundo a nuestro hijo. Sus últimas palabras antes de que cerrara los ojos y muriera fueron: —Si no hubieras quedado embarazada, nunca me habrían obligado a casarme contigo. Si no fuera por ti, habría contestado las llamadas de Luz y, ella no habría terminado así. Tú… mereces morir. Y entonces, volví a abrir los ojos. Era ese mismo día, el día en que él había sido drogado con ese medicamento afrodisíaco.

Seven years after getting engaged to Leander Beaumont, he inherits everything that once belonged to his late brother—including his brother's wife, Dinah Fowler. Every time Leander sleeps with Dinah, he holds me afterward and whispers, "Jenny, just wait a little longer. We can finally have our wedding once Dinah gets pregnant." It's the only condition the Beaumont family, Westrael’s most powerful mafia clan, sets for Leander to become the next Don. In just half a year after returning home, Leander visits Dinah's room 59 times. He starts from once a month... to nearly every single day. Finally, after the 60th time I watch him leave Dinah's room, the "good news" comes. Dinah is pregnant. And along with it, an announcement—the Beaumont family declares Leander and Dinah are getting married. "Mamma, is someone getting married?" my young son asks, staring at the house now lavishly decorated by a wedding company. I quietly gather him into my arms, my voice cold as I say, "Yes, sweetheart. Your father is marrying the woman he loves. It's time for us to leave." What Leander doesn't know is that the Bellini family, my family, has risen to become a mafia power strong enough to rival the Beaumonts. And me? I'm Jenny Bellini, the most beloved daughter of the Bellini family. I will never be trapped by marriage again.

Selene gave her all her love, her loyalty, her life. But when she learned the truth behind her husband's betrayal, it was already too late. Now reborn, she's no longer the naive wife they once controlled. This time, she's playing by her own rules. And payback… is only just beginning. But being back is only the beginning. What Selene didn’t expect… was that this new life wouldn’t follow the same script. Her past may have been tragic, but this present? It's unpredictable. The players have changed. The game is messier, new enemies new allies and new secrets. And everyone’s out to get what they want and Selene is caught right in the middle of it all. And then… there’s Collins. Collins never believed he’d be able to feel desire again — not with Sarah, the fake girlfriend he barely tolerated. Not with the desperate women who threw themselves at him. He had long accepted that he’d been broken beyond repair, emotionally and physically dismantled with no urges. Until that night. The M&D Corporation party. when the drug hit. He felt it — the spinning, the heat, the blur. And all he wanted was to get away. And in his struggles to hide he stumbled into the wrong restroom while shoving a figure out of his way in his haze… only to be met with a spark that shouldn't have existed. It should’ve ended there. But fate doesn’t let go so easily. Because the woman? She’s married off-limits and complicated..

Después de mi muerte, mis padres firmaron el consentimiento para donar mis órganos, por lo que mi retina terminó en el cuerpo de Carina Fernández, la hija adoptiva que más amaban. Tras esto, Carina se casó con mi propio hermano. Por fin, se convirtieron en una verdadera familia. Pasé toda una vida compitiendo con ella, solo para acabar sin nada, sola, con un destino miserable. Pero, al renacer, decidí vivir mi vida para mí. Y, contra todo pronóstico, el camino me llevó a una felicidad inesperada.

The night before our Mating Ceremony, my fated mate, Alpha Ryker of the Howling Moon Pack, ordered me to give him the Moon Soul Crystal—the very thing that protected my pack, the Willow Creek Pack. He said he needed it to power up the Howling Moon Pack's Blood Moon Altar. He also promised he'd keep me and my people safe. But he didn't know that we, the healers of the Willow Creek Pack, can only create one Moon Soul Crystal in our entire lives. Making one takes a crazy amount of moon energy. It's the treasure that keeps our pack alive. My mother, worried about me using up my moon energy while I was pregnant, gave up her own Moon Soul Crystal instead. But just three months after Ryker and I were mated, she got sick, fast. She was dying. I knelt in front of Ryker, crying, begging him for the Silverleaf Herb from the Howling Moon's forbidden grounds. It was the only thing that could save my mom. But he just looked at me, his eyes full of disappointment, and kicked me away. "I asked for the Moon Soul Crystal to test you," he snarled. "And just as I thought, you married me for our pack's treasures! Your mother's not sick. You're making it all up!" "You don't deserve to be the Luna of the Howling Moon Pack!" It wasn't until after my mother died, when he was arguing with me, trying to kick me out of the pack, that my mother's things fell and scattered everywhere. Her Soul Stone, the symbol of a wolf's spirit, shattered. That's when he finally realized he was wrong. He fell to his knees, begging me not to leave, crying for me to forgive him.

She loves him, but he hates her. Heartbroken and despaired, she goes away after he breaks her family apart and leaves her disfigured. When she comes back again, she swears to take back everything that should be hers!But inside the dimly lit room, the man scoffs. "You owe it to me!"She feels like crying, but the tears just won't come. She has come back for revenge … but … but her scum ex-husband is way too clingy! What should she do? Help!

Leo never pretended to love me, but I fell for him all the same. The day I lost my daughter - our daughter - because of him, and I followed after her, I was given another chance. A chance to right my wrongs and make sure history wouldn't repeat itself. I might have been scorned by him once, his wife only because duty dictated it, but now I would rather drink acid than have his child again... Leo could be with Aurora or whoever he fancied. I thought I had it all figured out: the cunning woman he loved and her minions who never failed to try to trap me weren't much of a problem if I played my cards right... the real issue was that Leo began to take notice of me, and I wasn't sure I liked it. I was desperately trying to forge my own path and walk out of his life, but it seemed he was having none of that!

My mate, Xander Smith, falls into the Red Moon pack's fire trap when he's out. I'm burned, heavily injured, and rendered unconscious while saving him. When I blearily come to in the clinic, I hear him tell the healer to kill my wolf. "Are you sure? Ophelia bore your heir. How can you hurt her wolf?" The healer's hand trembles as he clutches a silver needle. He's unwilling to be so cruel to me. However, Xander says firmly, "Dahlia is back, and I want her to attend the appointment ceremony as the mother of my heir. The only way to stop Ophelia from fighting Dahlia for this is by making her as weak as an Omega. "Dahlia has already been banished from the Red Moon pack after losing her mate. I can't let the werewolves in the New Moon pack scorn her. As for Ophelia… she'll forever be my Luna." I clench my fists and squeeze my eyes shut. My love for him dies as my wolf does. Since Xander insists on giving another woman a place in his life, it's time for me to take my leave.

Durante cinco años, lo apoyé en silencio, ayudando a mi novio a pasar de ser un simple asistente legal a socio en Ponce & Beltrán Abogados. En la ceremonia anual de premios del despacho, yo estaba emocionada, lista para celebrar con él y darle una sorpresa. Pero entonces lo vi subir al escenario con una compañera. Estaban uno al lado del otro, con una cercanía que no dejaba lugar a dudas. —Rodrigo está donde está, gracias a mí, gracias a que estuve detrás de él planeando cada paso. Tania presumió, con una sonrisa victoriosa. Él sonrió y le dio la razón. —Es cierto. Sin Tania, yo no estaría hoy aquí. La sala estalló en una ovación y todos los presentes se apresuraron a felicitarlos. Yo, de pie entre la multitud, sentí que el suelo se abría bajo mis pies. Salí del salón y le marqué a mi asistente. —Retírale todo el apoyo de nuestros contactos a Rodrigo y cancela cualquier colaboración que tengamos. También vamos a dejar de usar influencias para apoyarlo en ese caso irregular que tomó. Que asuma las consecuencias solo.