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Liberty Hope has just one goal in life despite being born into a world in which vampires control most of North America: she wants to win her freedom and be taken to the final free zone. A safe haven where people don't have to worry about being dragged out of their homes while they sleep so they can get a good night's rest. Aric despises himself because of who he is and what he does; he is a vampire, a monster, and a killer. The last pet he had passed away of her own volition because she could not face her future. Even if he doesn't want another one, fate has decreed that he would get one nonetheless.

My health was not good, but I had always wanted a child. My husband, citing concern for my health, avoided intimacy with me for a year. Then I stumbled across his private messages with another woman. [You'll spend Valentine's Day with me, right? You're not going to touch her tonight, are you?] [You know I don't like doing it just to make babies. Got you some lingerie. Wear it for me tomorrow.] That ill-fitting lace lingerie he was talking about was on my body. I'd slipped it on while he was in the shower, thinking it was a Valentine's Day surprise from him. Turned out, he hadn't bought the wrong size. He had just sent it to the wrong address. I clicked on the woman's profile. Her latest video showed her at the beach, hand in hand with the person filming. I recognized her hand instantly. It belonged to my best friend.

On Valentine's Day, I set up a candlelit dinner and waited. At 9 PM, my husband, Alfred Johnston, finally texted. [Something came up at work. Don't wait for me.] Then I saw her post. [On a business trip with the CEO for Valentine's Day. Every hotel is fully booked—awkward...] Vivian Bianca, his secretary. Attached was a photo of a guy in a bathrobe, standing by a floor-to-ceiling window. The comments were all 'ooh, CEO's so hot and girl, you're in for a night.' Vivian? Just dropped a smug emoji. So that's what "something came up" meant—a romantic getaway with his secretary. I screenshotted it, posted it on my own feed, and added a smiling emoji. A second later, Alfred called, fuming. "Vivian was joking! Why are you so petty? She's young, not as calculating as you!" I didn't let him finish. "Then let's get a divorce. That way, I won't have to care when you screw around and catch something."

Emma Watson, a young girl now in her twenties has lived her entire life with the savage Tyranny Pack, she has never been shown love by the pack members and they refer to her as cursed since she doesn’t have a wolf, Emma is banished from his pack and sold to the human slaves at a high price since she was a sunning beauty. Emma never believed she has a wolf not until she meets with her mate Valentine Gates in quite an unexpected scene where the slaves are saved by a wandering werewolf Valentine, Emma starts a new life with her new community and welcomed to Valentines home, she comes to realize that she is from a unique tribe from the ancient community, she finds her family and realizes she possess more power than she ever imagined, she is chosen by the moon goddess to lead the pack and she conceives a baby but her worst nightmare comes back to reality when her previous pack meet with her, Emma and her previous leader Alpha engage in a long battle which almost finishes her, Emma Watson is torn when she loses her unborn child in a fight with the Tyranny pack, wounded by one of her past friends, Laura, Emma Watson life changes as she seeks to end her previous pack by killing each one of them but she comes to a shock when the enemies uses one person she always trusted to betray her, the Tyranny pack uses Emmas past friend to seduce her the love of her life, Valentine Gates. Emma has to make a strong decision that would affect her second unborn child even though she would have to keep it a secret for the rest of her life.

Ashley Wilson has been married to her childhood sweetheart Justin Wilson for three years. Despite the constant maltreatment and insults she received from her mother-in-law because she was a poor countryside girl. All she got from him was a cryptic complement and a divorce papers and Ashley decided that she was done with the sham of a marriage. Getting her liberty was one thing, but she was indeed a poor orphan until she got discovered by her grandfather, making her realize that she wasn't a nobody but the granddaughter and future heiress of the Manchester Family Empire. A family filled with popular and powerful doctors and surgeons. Four years after the divorce, Ashley returns as a famous doctor.. Ashley Manchester, is back!

After performing at Dominic and Valentine's wedding, Lance Anderson decided to move to a new place to start over with his own life. He started dating several people only to end up being played. Frustrated by the continuous failure in pursuit of love, he realized he needs to stop being played and start being the player.

On the first day of my rebirth, I turn straight into the bedroom of Don Raffaele Caruso and begin undoing my clothes. In my previous life, I was in a marriage of convenience with his son, Matteo Caruso, but there was no love between us. We were notorious in Liberty City's mafia circle. Matteo believed I was the reason he lost his first love. He thought I had deliberately gone into his room the night he was drugged with an aphrodisiac, trapping him in a marriage. Hence, for eight years after our wedding, he stayed out drunk every night and refused to come home. Even when I went into obstructed labor and was on the brink of death, he never asked about me even once. Then, the hurricane came. A storm surge swallowed Liberty City. The harbor collapsed under the waves, and there was only one seat left on the evacuation boat. Everyone thought Matteo would keep it for himself. Instead, he shoved me hard onto the boat. "Go! I'm giving you my chance to live, Chiara. If there's a next life, don't come saving me again. I just want to be with Lucia." The next second, his body was dragged into the pitch-black sea. I survived, only to be hacked to death by a rival family afterward. What Matteo never knew was that he wasn't the only one who was drugged that night. His father was too. This time around, I step into the room just as the effects of the aphrodisiac take hold. Raffaele is currently forcing himself to endure it, his control stretched to the limit. I walk over and say softly, "Let me be your antidote, Don Caruso."

Valentine's Day. I was stuck on ER duty at Brighton City Hospital. Theodore Madoff, who was supposed to be working late, strolled in carrying his student—Cecilia Kuntzer. She had red marks everywhere and that smug little smirk. "Relax, Mrs. Madoff. Just stomach pain. Lucky me, Prof. Madoff rushed me here." Theo pushed me to treat her. Turns out? She was pregnant. From rough intercourse. And the dad? Theo. My husband. The same guy who'd sworn off kids with me for ten years. Felt like a punch to the gut. But I still saved her baby. Next day, she uploaded a video—ID in hand, cheesy PowerPoint, accusing me of malpractice. Claimed I killed her kid. Then Theo asked for a divorce. Priscilla—his mom—stormed the hospital, shrieking about her dead grandbaby. She brought a mob. All these "righteous" strangers who stabbed me to death. Right there in the ER. I died with my eyes wide open. Then—bam—I woke up. Valentine's Day. Again.

WARNING: This story contains violence and mature contents. Readers discretion is advised. It happens every December to February, in 3 months, everyone celebrates the Christmas, New Year and Valentine but what if. The merry-go-round leads to scary, horrible nightmares and bloody, what would you do if you faced the White Rose? Do you really want to believe her? Do you trust her?

Five years ago, Aaron Hunter personally sent her to prison. Five years later, he ruined her innocence at her wedding. When the misunderstanding cleared up, the man turned into a spoiled wife maniac. Mr. Hunter, on the eve of Valentine's Day, let us celebrate a little ~ how do you celebrate? To celebrate, we get divorced. The man thought for a few seconds, to celebrate, a bed is enough.