Reborn Werewolf

Christa Tylor thought she had lived a happy life by being born into a wealthy family, had a golden childhood, and was happily married to her childhood sweetheart. Until she was 24 years old, killed by her beloved husband on their wedding anniversary. As she wakes up at her wedding a year ago, Christa is reborn after her wolf blood awakening, as if in answer to her prayer. It will bring her an opportunity for a slower and more measured approach to seize a second chance for a do-over. There are few things quite as sweet as revenge, even if she needs to face anguish and fear more terrible than death. Only she has to hide her true identity from humans; therefore, she is a werewolf who seeks revenge and resists her bloodthirsty beast of hers.

After being married for seven years, my husband, Samuel Ford, falls for Maggie Burner, his company's new accountant. He says, "It's only upon meeting her that I realize what love is." For the sake of his love, he allows Maggie to anger my aunt, who's gravely ill. She subsequently dies. He also stands by and watches as Maggie locks our four-year-old daughter in the car, leading to her asphyxiation. I lose all hope in life and ram my car at Samuel and Maggie. We die together. When I open my eyes, I realize that I've traveled seven years into the past. It's me and Samuel's wedding day. The officiant gives a speech, then asks, "Do you, Samuel Ford, take Penelope Waterworth to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?" Samuel is taken aback. Then, he flings my hand aside and says coldly, "No, I don't." I lower my head to conceal the emotions in my eyes. What a coincidence—I don't want to marry him, either.

Synopsis Betrayed. Rejected. Reborn. Before her partner rejected her for a crime she didn't commit, Selene Nightfang was the ideal Luna. She should have died after being marked for death by the Elders and abandoned to perish in the Silverwood Forest. She was reborn instead. She now rises from the ashes as Selene Blackthorn, more powerful, more lethal and more prepared to exact revenge. However she is surprised to learn a more sinister truth. The only person who can stop the Elders from feeding an ancient evil is her. . . With war on the horizon and a former lover and mate looking for atonement will she take back her fate or succumb to the darkness?

After being betrayed by her boyfriend and evil step sister, she died by the hand of her step mother's assassin. However, she had a second chance at life. A chance to right the wrongs. A chance to revenge on those who hurt her. They were all going to pay!

A century ago, the war between humans and beastkin nearly destroyed the world. To restore order, the five major beast clans—Dragon, Tiger, Leopard, Serpent, and Peacock—formed an alliance with humanity. Under the Treaty of Balance, every hundred years, a union between humans and beastkin must occur. The first child born of this union—a half-beast—will inherit the throne and rule over the Human-Beast Alliance. In my past life, I chose Max, the Dragon Clan's heir. Known for his unwavering devotion and noble bloodline, he seemed the perfect mate. I gave birth to the first half-beast child of the generation—a rare white dragon. Our son was named the next ruler, and Max rose to unmatched power. My half-sister, Alice, chose the Tiger Clan—seduced by beauty, blinded by arrogance. Her husband betrayed her, and she was left barren and disgraced. She envied me. Hated me. One night, she drugged me, set our home on fire, and watched as the flames devoured me and my son. But fate was not done with me. When I opened my eyes, I had returned to the day of the choosing ceremony—the moment that would decide our mates, our fates, and the future ruler of the realm. Only this time… Alice had already climbed into Max’s bed. She had been reborn too. But what she didn’t know was this: Max is not the devoted prince she remembers. He is brutal. Possessive. A beast of blood, not love. And this time, I won't make the same mistake.

My company had arranged a wilderness survival retreat deep in the heart of Moonshadow Forest—a place where even seasoned wolves tread cautiously. That night, a sudden downpour ripped through the campsite, drenching the earth and filling the air with the thick scent of damp moss and shifting soil. I woke abruptly, the cold seeping into my bones. Instinctively, I reached out to the space beside me, seeking the warmth of my mate. Empty. A sharp pang of unease clawed at my chest. My wolf, dulled by the suppressant herbs I had taken to blend into human society, stirred restlessly. Fumbling in the darkness, I grabbed my phone and dialed Nigel. The line barely had time to connect before he emerged from the undergrowth—disheveled, breathless. His grip was iron-tight as he seized my wrist, pulling me downhill. His scent was sharp with adrenaline, but beneath it—something foreign, something wrong. We ran, my boots sinking into the mud. My keen vision caught glimpses of his rumpled clothing, the way his collar was misaligned—and the faint imprint of lips on his jaw. My pulse pounded in my ears. Betrayal. I wrenched my arm from his grasp, my claws itching to unsheathe despite the human form I forced myself to maintain. "Where were you?" My voice came out low, edged with the danger of a wolf barely leashed. The suppressants in my bloodstream faltered under the weight of my fury. The storm had driven everyone into their tents, leaving the clearing eerily silent as we reached the base of the mountain. But she was there. A woman stood beneath the flickering glow of the emergency lanterns, her hair tousled, her fingers gripping Nigel’s jacket as if it belonged to her. I knew her. The new intern. Her face held an unsettling resemblance to mine, as if the Moon Goddess herself had carved her from the shadows of my reflection. The realization struck like a silver dagger to my chest. Even the mate who had once sworn to fight the world for me had given in to betr

Ivy MacGregor died in the hands of her fiancee and her half sister. Who would have thought that the man she loved will kill her someday? If God gives her another chance, she wishes to reborn again but this time she want to meet someone who will love her truly and treasure her. She got reborn into a different world. She's reborn as the Alpha's Mate. A heartless tyrant Alpha in a clan of Cavindish. The one who will make her life a living hell. A twisted fate between a Vampire and the Alpha werewolf prince.

Before her rebirth, she has committed many atrocities, cheating on her husband but she got what she deserved. She was betrayed by her best friend and her boyfriend whom she betrayed her husband for connives with her sister and disgraced her. After being reborn, she returned back to four years ago and vowed to make them pay and not to be trampled upon by anyone. In this life, she will make sure that she avenge herself and focus on her career and her husband. "I really missed a lot in my past life but in this life I'll make sure I enjoy it to the fullest." "I don't know what might have happened in your past life but I'll not let you down in this life."

Forced to take her sister's place as bride to the ruthless Lycan King Sebastian, Eleanor faces a marriage filled with cruelty and humiliation. Though she is his destined mate, Sebastian remains blind to their connection, his hatred for her ruining what should have been an unbreakable bond. When her powers emerge on her twentieth birthday, Eleanor finally gains the strength to defy her tormentor. But her bid for freedom ends in tragedy—captured, violated, and left for dead. In her final moments, she makes a desperate plea to the Moon Goddess for a second chance at life. Her wish is granted, sending her back in time with her memories intact and vengeance burning in her heart. But as Eleanor plots her revenge against the Lycan King, she stumbles upon dark secrets that change everything she thought she knew. The web of lies and betrayal runs deeper than she could have imagined, and the true villain may be hiding in plain sight.

Asher Blackwood, Alpha heir to the Frostmoon Pack, had two mate candidates. One was me. The other was Serena Walsh. We were both orphaned girls adopted by the former Alpha. In my previous life, Serena died tragically in a landslide when Asher officially became Alpha. I became his Luna. I spent my whole life helping Asher to develop Frostmoon Pack into one of the top five packs in the southern territories. But when Asher successfully won the Alpha King election, he publicly announced that the dead Serena was his only Luna. He even submitted a mate bond dissolution agreement to the Alpha Council and banished me from the territory. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day Asher chose his mate. But when I quit the competition and walked away, Asher and the whole pack were on their knees begging me to come back.