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My husband has azoospermia. After trying all the options available, I finally conceived. However, my husband is worried my child will hurt his first love's feelings—she had a miscarriage. He tricks me into going for a prenatal checkup. In truth, he conspires with a doctor to induce labor when I'm only five months along. He says, "You must be the one with the problem. Why else is it so hard for us to have children? The baby won't be healthy even if it's born! We can have more children when you're healthier. Julie has just had a miscarriage; I don't want to aggravate her." He doesn't know he has azoospermia. I only managed to conceive this child after trying out IVF countless times and taking countless folk remedies. He will never have a child of his own in this lifetime, and I discover his true colors. I ask for a divorce, and that's when he loses his mind.

A dying wish has never been ignored, especially one for a second chance. ***** You know what's worse than death? Having the ones you trust the most, betray, forsake, and in the end kill you. All for money. In the past, Anna was labeled as boring, improper, incompetent and was killed by her very own husband and sister without a shred of remorse. Fortunately, the universe granted her a second chance and she was reborn four years in the past when she was unmarried, only this time with the knowledge of the future and the determination to get the revenge she deserves. And when her paths crossed with the rich, bastard and illegally gorgeous, Caspian Riordan who wasn’t just the emperor of the business world but also a stepping stone to her, she snatched him without a second thought. Everyone’s attention flocked toward him, all girls desired to be his, not Anna, not with the signature smirk he passed her every single time. At least, not until he became a stepping stone to her destination. “I’ll cut to the chase. How about, Mr. Riordan, you marry me instead of my sister.” But what happens when this man turns out to be the fantasy she never thought would become real?

On our wedding day, Jon Zeller flies to an island for a trip with his childhood sweetheart. I'm greeting our friends and family when I receive a notification to pay for their bills at an expensive hotel. When everyone doubts the authenticity of our relationship and mocks me, all Jon says is, "A wedding is just for show. You can handle it yourself." He hangs up without another word. My father is so enraged that he ends up in the hospital after getting a heart attack, and I'm in desperate need of money for his surgery. Yet Jon uses the money to pay for a romantic fireworks show for his childhood sweetheart. When my father wakes up, I tell him I'll marry the man he's picked for me.

They always said I was nothing—a mere omega born without a wolf spirit, meant to be ignored and discarded. My father sold me, my pack abandoned me, and I ran, desperate for freedom. But running brought me straight to him. Alexander Maximus. The Alpha. Cold, ruthless, and terrifyingly powerful. He says I’m his fated mate, but to him, I’m just a pawn in his plans, a tool to be used and discarded. Yet, every time he looks at me, I feel the fire of something deeper—something I can’t escape, even if I wanted to. But when I discover the truth about myself and the power locked within me, everything changes. I’m not the weak, voiceless girl they all thought I was. Secrets surround us, lies bind us, and my connection to Alexander may be the one thing that destroys me—or saves me. In his world, power is everything—but in mine, freedom is worth fighting for.

{Novel Features Mature Contents} Mia lost everything, even her own life, because of her sister's betrayal. Getting reborn, she took back everything, including the man she loves with his help. After reborn she has only one principle in her life” Love him unconditionally, trust him, spoil him” One day her man asked her” aren't you afraid if you trust me blindly and give me too much freedom, someone else might steal me from you? "No, I'm not afraid” she confidently answered him. Her man left speechless by her overconfidence. Note: I'm a new writer with no editor, this book isn't edited, there might be some's grammatical errors......!!Instagram: tsi-author-official email - tsiauthor14@gmail.com

Evonne Shannon was a poor student mother sponsored. She was also the crush I had been courting for a long time. Wanting to allow her to shine, I gave up my place in the piano competition for her. However, she glared at me with disdain for deciding this on my own. She then instantly turned around and handed the registration form to her boyfriend, Angelo Zambrano, and said, "Ange, only you deserve this competition." Evonne liked sports cars, so I begged my mother to buy her a limited-edition McLaren supercar. But in return, Evonne mocked me and called me shallow. "Don't think I'll accept you just because I'm accepting the car, Chase Shannon. You've never understood me." With my help, Evonne got to put on a facade of a mysterious billionaire's daughter. But the moment she got money from me, she turned around and went on a romantic getaway with Angelo. I thought of Evonne as my everything and even asked my mother to arrange for her to join the family company. Within half a year, she was promoted to a core team member. She then conspired with Angelo to drain the company dry and even forced me to my death. "What else can you do besides insult me with money and a materialistic lifestyle, Chase? You're the most disgusting obstacle on my path to success. Only when you're dead can I marry Ange," she declared. I was heartbroken when I heard this, and that was when Evonne pushed me off the sidewalk and into traffic. Immediately after that incident, I was reincarnated to the day I bought Evonne a piano. She was glaring at me with disdain. "If you don't want to buy it, just say so. There's no need to humiliate me like this." I let out a dismissive scoff. "Am I the one who's humiliating you, or are you the shameless one? You beg for food but complain that it's cold. You're worse than those stray dogs on the streets. At least they show gratitude after getting scraps."

After my grandmother passed away, I returned from my countryside home to Oberis City, ready to tidy things up and prepare for my wedding. But no sooner had I arrived at the wedding planning company, ready to book an extravagant, luxurious wedding, than the staff there delivered a piece of news that struck me like a thunderbolt. The groom—my groom—had already gotten married. Three months ago, Cain Bassett, the eldest son of the wealthiest family's conglomerate, tied the knot with his childhood sweetheart, the daughter of the mayor of Lith City—Mary Schindler. Now here I stood, frowning in front of the grand gates of Cain's villa. But the thing is, I am Mary Schindler, the daughter of the mayor of Lith City.

She is the forbidden blood that ignites his hunger. He is the ruthless king who has sworn to destroy her kind. But fate has other plans. She is his enemy, the one thing he has sworn to destroy. But one bite, one taste, and she becomes his obsession. She fights him. He hunts her. And in a world teetering on the edge of war, their desire might be the deadliest weapon of all. ************* Celest’s back slammed against the cold wall, her breath coming in sharp gasps as Magnus caged her in, his body heat searing into hers. “You keep running, little bunny,” his voice was thick with dark amusement, but beneath it lurked something raw, something canal. “Yet, here you are. Right where I want you.”

The day my sister slipped away from her engagement party, she was certain Marshall Patton could never truly fall in love with me. Confident in her belief, she left the country without hesitation, leaving me behind to hold her place and secure the title of Mrs. Patton in her stead. I didn't cry or make a fuss. Instead, I played the part of the obedient stand-in, giving everyone the courtesy of maintaining appearances while I quietly bided my time. Then, I poured every ounce of effort into making Marshall fall for me, bit by bit. And when my sister finally returned, I made sure to walk away.

My husband and his beloved mistress died together in a car accident. They left me with a pair of illegitimate children. Eighteen years passed in a blur. I poured my heart and soul into raising those children until, at last, they earned admission to Corvell University, the country's top university. But on the very day they received their acceptance letters, my 'dead' husband returned. And beside him stood his mistress. She clutched my husband's arm and beamed at me. "Thanks to your tireless care, my two sons finally made it into Corvell. If not for you, the two of us wouldn't have been free to live so happily together all these years..." Later, my husband demanded a divorce. He wanted to marry his mistress and reunite their perfect little family of four. I didn't cry, nor did I rage. I only smiled and said, "Sure."