My Second Life In The Class Room Of The Elite World

My family has this outdated tradition. On my twenty-second birthday, whoever gets my heirloom bracelet first becomes my wife. For the past eighteen years, my childhood sweetheart, Madison Young, teased that she’d be the one to claim them. However, when I opened the box, the beads snapped and spilled across the floor, right in front of a blind girl passing by, Grace Bellamy. She bent down and picked them up. Madison made a scene, urging me to marry her instead, just to please my father’s illegitimate son, Connor Vaughn. Watching Grace stand there, flustered and surrounded, I stepped forward, shielding her with my body. "Fine," I said. "I’ll marry her."

In my previous life, at the mate selection ceremony held by our pack, the Silvermoon pack, I saved a wolf that had suffered a crushing defeat in a territorial war. He turned out to be the Alpha heir of the Sunfire pack, Julian Sterling. To repay me for saving his life, after Julian returned to his pack, he immediately announced that I would be his future Luna. Within a year, I gave birth to a pure-blood Alpha, which was extremely rare in the Sunfire pack. Julian was overjoyed, and he named me his Luna after his father passed on the leadership to him. I not only had a mate who was outwardly loyal to me, but I also held an unparalleled position. As for my sister, Rosalie Ashford, she chose Jacob Blackwell, the courageous Alpha heir of the Stoneridge pack, to be her mate. However, she suffered because of her betrayal, and in the end, she was sent back to the Silvermoon pack. The pack believed that Rosalie had tarnished the glory of the pack, so they banished her. I took pity on her loneliness, so I brought her to the Sunfire pack's territory. However, she grew jealous of me. She killed me with silver-infused poison, and she even threw our pup off a tower, killing him. When I open my eyes again, I have returned to the day of the mate selection ceremony. I watch as Roselia runs without hesitation toward the dying wolf in the woods, Julian. Hence, I know that she is reborn as well. However, she has no idea that while it may be easy to save an Alpha, it's exceedingly difficult to bear his pure-blood descendant. Being the Luna of the Sunfire pack is anything but easy!

I searched for her for years. I never thought I’d find her broken.” After years of waiting for the Moon Goddess to bless him, Alpha Kaelen finally scents his mate the moment he returns to his pack. But the scent is wrong laced with the presence of his beta. His wolf surges forward, wild with possession, until the truth unravels: She is not just his fated mate. She is his second chance. Rejected once by another alpha, she has been running for her life… until his beta found her and gave her shelter. Kaelen doesn’t care about the past. She’s his now. And he’ll fight anyone her fears, her walls, and even the Goddess herself to keep her. Because second chances aren’t given. They’re taken.

Chloe thought she had died as the one guy, she had ever loved stared at her with hatred in his eyes, only to wake up two years ago when he hadn't shown her his true colors. Life gave her another chance and you can be sure she's using it for revenge. In her past life she had made mistakes by being too kind and naive, and trusting those who she shouldn't have. She had been betrayed and hurt, and lost everything she had, including her life; but In this life, she swears to get revenge on those evil people including her self-acclaimed bestie Sonia and the so-called love of her life Alex. Knowing everything this time around, she came with her revenge serving cold. The only thing she didn't expect was that she found true love in the least possible guy she expects, especially one who she had hurt in her past life.

Ariah was mate less, excited to clock 18 so she could find her mate, she eventually found her mate but he rejects her immediately, She was abused more after her rejection and she could not bear it anymore, she escapes at night but stumbles into forbidden territory and gets caught by a patrol, what would become of Ariah? would she find another mate? or would be lonely forever?

WARNING: R-18| MATURE CONTENT READ AT YOUR OWN RISK Milan learned that her husband, Enver, cheated on her so she decided to leave their house without even saying goodbye. After five years, they met each other again and she became the secretary of her ex-husband whom she misses so much but she had to act as if she was already moving on and keep everything between them professionally because she already learned her lesson. But will she be able to avoid him now that Enver is willing to do everything to claim her back? Will their love be sweeter the second time around?

Everyone thinks Jimmy Hudson, my college roommate, is the typical brutally honest and socially clueless guy who just has zero filter sometimes. A friend and I meet up to go boxing and practice our hooks, but he calls it a hookup when texting the group chat about it. He even nonchalantly says he won't be deleting his message. When I meet my boxing buddy, he says I'm meeting my hookup buddy. He even has the nerve to say, "It's just a joke. Don't be overly sensitive and read so much into it." Thanks to a few more of his dirty tricks, my reputation is ruined, and the entire class ostracizes me. But Jimmy doesn't stop there. He slips sleeping pills into my drink, which leads me to miss an exam. Later, he claims it was just a careless mistake and blames it on his scatterbrained tendencies. Eventually, he dumps crushed cherry pits into my water bottle, which ends up poisoning me to death. This all happened because our campus belle, whom he has a crush on, helped me with my luggage on our first day on campus. All of a sudden, my eyes open again. I've returned to the first day of my freshman year at college. This time, I'm going to let Jimmy get a taste of what it's like to have his life ruined with a helping of some social cluelessness of my own.

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.

Turning eighteen wasn't as pleasant for Esmy as it was for other teenagers. Her body was changing, and worse-her foster father was found dead in the woods close by to her house and on his body was her hairband. With only flashes of her memory from the night before, Esmy had no idea what was happening to her, until she met a man who seemed to know about her kind-she felt drawn to him like a magnetic pull, never understanding what a mate bond was. But instead of helping her, Esmy is abandoned and rejected by her mate. Whilst searching for answers, Esmy encountered another man-Killian Rollins, a man whom she also felt an unexplainable bond with but he turns out to be her mate's brother. What happens when Esmy is mated to two half brothers? How will Esmy figure out about her bloodline? Will she be able to overcome the mate bond?

“I don't know Stella! I'm just not in love with you anymore!” “No, no you can't do this Antonio,” she shook her head. Antonio Dante had fallen out of love. His own mistake. He leaves her. His own regret. Now he wants her back. He needs her. But she is gone. Far out of his human reach. "I gave you one simple fucking job! Find her!" It's too late.