Pure White Elizabeth Spoilers

He rejected his fated mate. She cursed his true love. Now, fate wants its revenge. Selene was supposed to be nothing—an omega twin, destined to live in her sister’s shadow. But when Alpha Lugh rejected Ayla and chose Selene instead, Ayla did what no fated mate had ever done. She cursed Selene, erased her identity, and cast her out into the human world, ensuring she would never be remembered. For years, Selene lived a life that wasn’t hers, raising the child Lugh never knew existed. But curses don’t last forever. When Lugh finds her again, he doesn’t recognise the woman in front of him—yet his wolf does. The pull is still there. And Selene? She gradually remembers everything. The lies. The betrayal. The destiny stolen from her. Now, she returns not as a forgotten Luna, but as something far more dangerous—a woman once scorned & now knows her worth. Lugh may have defied fate once. But can he defy her?

FELYNDRA She was a normal girl living in her small village pack. When she turned eighteen, she discovered a new side of herself: a beast who would roam every crescent moon to kill the unjust. When a bounty was placed on her, she was suddenly sold by her parents to be a breeder for the cruel alpha king. Why her? Why not her sister? They said she was wolfless. They look at her and see a wolfless girl but if only they knew she was no wolf. She was something more sinister: a Crescent Fox. She accepted her fate, hoping to leave after giving the king a son. NIGHTBANE VOIDHEART He is the infamous cruel alpha king. His reputation precedes him. He believes his mate doesn’t exist, as he has traveled every corner of the world in search of her. When the breeder showed up, everything changed. She was just a breeder, a secret to be kept from the woman he was engaged to. And yet , she consumed him. The ache in his teeth, the raw hunger in his veins - she drove him insane. He wanted her. To taste her blood but why did the shadows whisper that if he did, it would be the end of them?

Georgia fell for Alpha Evans the moment she laid eyes on him…and discovering he was her mate only sealed it. She fled from a forced marriage to a Lycan King, choosing love instead. For two years, she gave Evans everything. But love wasn’t enough. On their anniversary, he brought home Anastasia. His first love and chosen mate. Georgia tried to endure it… until Anastasia shoved her down the stairs, costing her their baby. And Evans? He didn’t even flinch. That was her breaking point. “Sign the divorce papers, Evans. I’m done with you!!” Evans only laughed. “You’ll regret this, Georgia. You’ve got a few days to come to your senses. Don’t forget you’re a nobody. You have nowhere to go. You’ll eventually come crawling back.” That’s what he thought. He believed Georgia was just a poor, helpless orphan..exactly what she wanted him to believe. But Evans had no idea who he was messing with. Georgia wasn’t just anybody. She was the daughter of Alpha Blackwood…the strongest, wealthiest Alpha in all the packs. Now she’s back to reclaim what’s hers.

My mom had a sudden heart attack, and the medical bills were piling up faster than I could breathe. I was desperate, so I turned to my rich boyfriend, hoping he could help, or at least offer some kind of solution. But instead of the support I expected, he unleashed a tirade that hit harder than anything I'd ever heard. "So this is why you're with me? Just for my money? You're no different from those other women throwing themselves at me. You're all the same—pathetic and shameless!" Before I could even react, he shoved me out the door. Later, when he finally understood the full story, he handed me a bank card, no questions asked. "Candice," he said quietly, his tone almost remorseful. "The password is your birthday." I didn't say a word. I just let the card drop onto the floor and walked away without looking back.

What started off as a plan to control the prince backfired in ways Anberine did not expect nor did she ever see coming. Seeing this as her way of getting revenge for all the times he had tormented and made her life a living hell, she is now forced to see things in another perspective thanks to the side effects to the plan. Will the original plan come to fruition? Or will there be unspeakable consequences unveiling more dangers that are concealed within the castle walls?

Rejected. Sold. Marked by a cursed Lycan. Camilla thought she’d lost everything, until the Lycan's mark didn’t kill her. Now caught between a deadly past and a dangerous bond, she must choose who to trust before her mate bond seals the wrong fate.

My husband sends me a photo of our obedient daughter holding a plate of food. He writes, "Thanks to my patient guidance, our sweetheart has finally made her first dish! We're waiting for you to come home and taste it!" The exhaustion I feel from work is swept away when I see that. No one expects that I'll reach home half an hour later and kill him.

In my past life, my selfish son stopped caring about my husband and me after marrying a woman who followed her mother's words like they were holy commandments. In fact, he orchestrates an accident to kill my husband and me under the influence of his wife and her family. It's all so he can inherit our fortunes earlier than expected. When I'm reborn, I look at my son, who's rotten to the core, and decide that I don't want him anymore!

I was sitting at the police station. My landlord scolded me harshly and pointed at my nose. Out of nowhere, my mother called and berated me mercilessly. “Chloe went to your place and disappeared! Did you lose her?!” “I know you’ve had grudges against me and your brother all these years, but how could you take it out on your niece?” In my previous cycle, when my mother told me Chloe was missing, I panicked and searched for her everywhere. Instead of helping, my mom and brother’s entire family dragged me to court without hesitation. I could not understand it. Chloe disappeared on her way to my place. How was that my fault? I begged the police to clear my name and review all the surveillance footage in the city. But the footage showed Chloe arriving at my door that day, and I opened the door for her. After that, she was gone, as if she had vanished into thin air. I stared blankly at the footage of her hopping cheerfully into my apartment. I had no way to explain myself. My sister-in-law lost it. She was convinced I had killed Chloe and threw boiling oil at my face in a fit of rage. I ended up in the hospital. I was disfigured and completely crushed, both physically and emotionally. No matter how hard I tried, I could not recall ever opening the door for Chloe. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day Chloe disappeared.

It was a national holiday and we decided to drive back to my husband's hometown to spend the holidays. One day before we left, my husband's childhood crush came crying to him that she had not managed to buy train tickets home. My husband immediately decided to let her have my seat in the car and insisted that I take the train instead. I looked at him in disbelief. There was shock in my eyes. Even my son insisted I take the train. "Mommy, Aunt Rosie is so pretty. How could you make her take the train?" I did not argue. I booked my train ticket right in front of them. However, it was to my own hometown. I no longer wanted a biased husband and a disloyal son.