Reborn From Ashes

Six years ago, Isla Winters was nobody, a shy, invisible wife unloved by the billionaire who married her out of obligation. Jaxon Romano destroyed her with his cruelty, threw her away while she carried his twins, and never looked back. Now, Dr. Isla Vale is everyone, a tech CEO and a genius. When she walks into Jaxon's failing company as his last hope for salvation, he doesn't recognize the broken girl he once called wife. But Isla recognizes him. And she's not here to save him. She's here to destroy him. What Jaxon doesn't know: the brilliant woman dismantling his empire is the ghost of his biggest mistake. What Isla doesn't know: revenge and love are two sides of the same burning coin. And some fires consume everything in their path, including the people who lit the match. In a battle of wills where the stakes are a billion-dollar empire, two hidden children, and a second chance neither of them deserves, only one question matters: Can you forgive the unforgivable? Or does some betrayal cut too deep to heal?

"I've thought about it. Please draft up a divorce agreement for me, Mr. Chastain," Carina Sherwood says to her divorce attorney, Leo Chastain. It's her fifth wedding anniversary with Aster Ducant, but Carina spends it at the lawyer's office instead because Aster is busy having fun with his secretary, Stella Winters, at home. Carina is his wife, but she ends up being the one chased out of the house. They have been married for five years, but Aster hasn't announced their marriage to the people at the company. At first, Carina thinks of bringing it up to him. However, it just takes a few sentences from Aster for her to know that there's no need for that anymore. "Stella's home alone, and the electricity at her place just went out. She has nowhere else to go. I'm asking her to come over for dinner. You're fine with that, aren't you?" The best way Carina can think of to end the last five years of their relationship is through divorce.

I've been married to Elliot Graves, the mafia drug lord in NYC, for the past eight years. But today—on our wedding anniversary—I received a photo of him with my best friend, Lila, celebrating as if they were the ones married. And in her arms was my son, Owen. I stared at the image, then typed out two words in reply. “How perfect.” Half a hour later, Elliot stormed through the front door. His voice thundered through the hallway. “Why do you always have to be so bitchy to Lila?” Owen, my own little boy, shoved at my leg and glared. “Bad Momma,” he said. “I wish Miss Lila was my real mommy.” I didn’t flinch. I simply walked over to the drawer, pulled out the crisp stack of papers I’d long prepared, and dropped them on the table with a quiet finality. “Alright,” I said, my voice calm. “It’s all my fault. Now, can I go?”

After a regrettable one-night stand with the school’s golden boy, Roman Knight, Reyna’s world turned upside down. When Roman denied ever knowing her, she was left heartbroken, bullied, shamed, and forced to watch her reputation crumble. Giving her first time to someone who tossed her aside made everything worse. Years later, Reyna Styles is no longer the shy, broken girl, she’s the most sought-after fashion designer in the country, exuding confidence and power. When fate brings Roman back into her life, he acts friendly, but Reyna brushes him off, coolly pretending she doesn’t remember him at all. Now that she’s the one in control, the tables have truly turned. But has Reyna really closed her heart to the boy who once shattered her, or is there still a flicker of old feelings hiding beneath her icy exterior?

“Our pathetic engagement is done, so don’t ever show your miserable face around me again. I’ve been disgusted by it for years! You are dying soon anyways, your disease has no cure! RIP in advance.” Francis, my fiancée spat cruelly, each word like a wound to my already broken heart. Not bothering to know how deep his words were hurting me. And didn’t care I was already drowning in pain.

When Dakota walks in on her rebound boyfriend sleeping with her bestfriend, she is convinced that she has the worst luck. Drunk and miserable, she lands in bed with a hot stranger. The next morning, she's dead. Dakota's soul is captured by members of the Six, a group of people who are after the six demonic seals capable of bringing chaos into the world. In exchange for her recruitment and a chance at rebirth, she is asked to find the seals and get rid of Dashiell, a dragon lord who is hunting for the seals. When she learns that he's the one who had killed her, she is all for revenge. However, getting revenge isn't as easy as it seems. DASHIELL is her mate and he desires her. Danger encroaches as the line between good and evil is drawn. Dakota might have to sacrifice her happiness. How well can the duo fight this dangerous game of fate and untamed desires?

In our pack, every wolf has one chance in their lifetime to use an enhancement elixir to strengthen their wolf abilities, but this elixir is only effective when brewed by oneself. In my previous life, although I was a normal Omega, I worked day and night brewing my wolf enhancement elixir to become the Gamma of our pack. But on the day of the selection, after I shifted into my wolf form, I completely lost control. My wolf immediately prostrated itself at the feet of Victoria, the current Beta's granddaughter. Amid the cheers of the entire pack, Victoria became the new Gamma. Meanwhile, I was beaten and ridiculed. Everyone claimed I had stolen Victoria's enhancement elixir, which was why I couldn't control my wolf. They cut off both my hands and threw me into a silver mine. I died in excruciating pain in that silver pit, my very bones corroded by the silver. Until my dying breath, I couldn't understand—how could the elixir I brewed myself make my wolf submit to Victoria? When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to one week before the Gamma selection of the pack. This time, I gave up my right to compete and entered the forest alone to train for battle. Beta Richard stood at the empty doorway of my house, questioning me through our mind-link about why I was leaving the pack at such a crucial time. Meanwhile, I was removing my protective amulet, shifting into my wolf form alone to fight in the territory of the Rogue wolves.

Luna Nyla wouldn't accept to tie a knot to an Alpha she didn't know. She escaped from their pack and wanted to start a new life. Unfortunately, she was caught by the rogues, thinking it would be the end of her life. Yet, someone saved her, and it was Alpha Hadar of Moonlight West Pack. Saving her wasn't only for free, but she had to repay it as his slave for a lifetime in their pack. Thinking it might be her fate to be a slave forever, she didn't know destiny bound her to be with Alpha Hadar. For her to realize she wasn't only to be a slave of the Alpha, but she was indeed his reborn runaway mate he had waited to come.

“Run, Lylah! Run before they decide death suits you better!” Cast out. Betrayed. Branded as the enemy. Once the cherished daughter of Beta Dalton, Lylah Crossbow’s life crumbled when her father was executed for treason he never committed. Branded an outcast and scorned by her own pack, Lylah endures cruelty and isolation under her aunt’s oppressive rule. Her only comfort? Ethan, a fellow omega equally cast aside. But destiny doesn’t care about social rank or shattered hearts. It rips Lylah from the shadows and throws her into the merciless spotlight when a disastrous mating ball reveals her as the fated mate of Alpha Harris. Rejected and exiled, Lylah finds herself wandering the wilds, fighting for survival. Yet salvation comes from the most unexpected place—a ruthless pack ruled by a man thought dead. Lylah must navigate betrayal, ambition, and a war threatening to engulf everything she once knew. As secrets unravel and alliances are tested, Lylah must find the strength to rise from the ashes of her past. Because this time, she’s not just fighting for herself. She’s fighting for revenge. And she’s not fighting alone.

This guy, how heavy is his taste, he’s still able to eat?” Waking up, she looked at her reflection in the mirror, explosive hair, tattoos, and a demon-like face. Look at her for more than a second and you’ll have spicy eyes (your eyes will bleed-aka she looks really ugly). Before her rebirth, she was in love with someone else, bent on escaping, and after having relations with him, hates him deep to his bones. After her rebirth, she looked at the beauty on the bed, seriously thinking, the one who left his shadow in the past, seemingly should be him? In her past life, her mind was muddled. She tried to get rid of the outstandingly beautiful husband that she didn’t want, was victimized by slag men and cheap women, and her most trusted friend brainwashed her. In the end, she found people rebelling and friends deserting (isolated and alone). In this lifetime, all of the evil people scheming and longing for her divorce should yield. Sorry but this young miss’s IQ is on the line!