Revenge Made Her Mine の小説・ストーリー

Kloe found herself on the brink of becoming a victim of robbery, only to be saved by a mysterious and enigmatic man. Filled with an overwhelming gratitude towards her savior, Kloe search to locate him, ultimately discovering that he was the sole heir to a billionaire empire. Despite having never met him in person, Kloe found herself falling deeply in love with this stranger. However, her heartfelt affection quickly faced a formidable obstacle when she learned that his heart already belonged to one of those who had caused her pain in the past. Determined to win his affection, Kloe was faced with a grueling battle against her past nemesis. As the story unfolds, Kloe discovers that the so-called girlfriend of her beloved harbors ulterior motives, desiring his vast wealth for her own selfish gains. Will the truth be unveiled to him? Will he continue to love her despite the revelations? And can Kloe ever hope to conquer his heart once and for all? Join us on this captivating journey to find out the answers to these burning questions as the story unravels before your eyes.

I've been married to the prince of the underworld for ten years and have endured countless life-or-death situations by his side. My hands, once trained to play the piano, are covered in calluses from holding guns and stained with blood. But at 28, my husband ends up falling for a young woman from the slums. She's as delicate and pure as a chamomile. She's his well-kept little secret—until I run into them at the woman's prenatal appointment one day. I storm up to him, demanding an explanation, only for him to nonchalantly hand me divorce papers. "Sonia is a devout follower of the church and can't have a child before marriage. I must make an honest woman out of her. Sign these, and you'll get 40% of the company's shares." I refuse to do as told, so he corners me. In the end, he has my crippled younger brother tied up and forced under a hydraulic compression machine. "Sign the papers, Maeve, or watch your brother become a human mince pie. The choice is yours." I fall on my knees and beg him to stop. As the machine turns on, my hands fly to my aching lower belly, and I scream as I lose consciousness. When I wake up again, I'm back in the hospital, in the same spot where I ran into my husband and his mistress at her prenatal appointment. This time, I don't confront him. Overnight, I make arrangements with a sanatorium abroad, get divorced, and run away from home. Yet the moment I truly disappear, my husband loses his mind.

Veronica Moonfall is tired of being in relationships. Her fiance no longer has affection for her. Veronica will also do calculations when she goes back to her past. She didn't want to pass away foolishly simply because Vernon Cerano Rathmore had done it again.

Greg the city's billionaire stormed on Hayley his contracted fiancée cheating with his friend two weeks before their arranged marriage and immediately is involved in a fatal accident leading to memory loss. Vanessa his late best friend sister is also involved in the accident. Now Greg has to marry his fiancée who is having his child when he has finally opened his heart to Vanessa who has found out her true parentage and has vowed never to have anything to do with him or Hayley her foster sister who is pregnant and engaged to Greg Neville the father of her six-year-old daughter, Amy. Can their love prevail amidst the deadly secrets and circumstances surrounding them? Will Greg be able to unravel soul-shattering secrets from desperate people around him?

My twin sister died on her 18th birthday. She died of respiratory failure in a dark corner of a hotel after being raped. Her dearest friend, Joanne Lowe, whom she always cared for and supported, turned around and anonymously spread photos of my sister being raped. I then slowly ruined the face which had so badly wanted to replace my sister with a knife. With blood everywhere, I cradled Joanne's face as if it were a piece of art and said, "My beloved sister is gone, and you people who harmed her won't be let off so easily."

My name is Themis and I am not supposed to be alive. I survived the hunt, saddled with a husband and still I have to waddle my way through so many things to remain alive at the end of the day. The one person I can count on other than myself is my new husband who saved my life from the get go. And my gift of prophecy. Maybe, just maybe, it is also enough to save the Dar Empire too. My name is Themis and this is my story.

Lucia’s life was on track - a successful career, a comfortable routine, and no romantic entanglements to speak of. That is, until she met Avon in a chance encounter at the elevator. Their initial meeting was brief, but the sparks flew. Afterwards, Avon asks Lucia to be his date for his ex's wedding, and she agrees, expecting a night of polite conversation and awkward small talk. But as they attend the wedding together, they find themselves having the time of their lives. They laugh, dance, and connect on a deeper level than either of them anticipated. As the night wears on, Lucia and Avon realize that their fake date has turned into something more. But as the evening comes to a close, they must confront the reality of their lives and the fact that their relationship was never meant to be. Will they find a way to make their connection last, or will they go their separate ways, forever changed by their chance encounter?

My name is Isabella Wright. In my fifth year of marriage to the Don of a powerful mafia family, I find out that the protection charm he gave me causes me headaches whenever I bring it with me. I take out the sachet I find in the charm and bring it to Cursley Hospital. The doctor inspects the sachet and tells me that it contains a type of slow-acting poison that doesn't just cause harm to the victim's body but also renders them infertile after a while. I cry and exclaim, "But that's impossible! My husband gave this to me! His name is Vincenzo Cursley. He's also the person who owns this hospital!" The doctor looks at me in confusion. "Miss, I think you need to visit the psychiatrist. I know Mr. Cursley and his wife. They're very close and intimate with each other. Also, Mrs. Cursley just gave birth to a baby boy not too long ago. They're both now in the VIP ward, looking at their baby." Then, the doctor shows me a photo on his phone. Vincenzo was wearing his usual black suit with the Cursley family emblem embroidered on it. He was holding a baby in his arms, and as for the woman standing next to him… I know her. Her name is Claudia Henderson. And Vincenzo has always referred to her as his adoptive sister.

Raised as a princess and ruled as a queen, Tiara Haysbert’s life turned upside down when she fell into the trap of a witch who swapped her soul, blocked her wolf, and erased her memories. Without her wolf and her memories, she was treated as an Omega, a nobody, and a breeder for an Alpha. Wylder Miller, the Alpha of the Black Alder Pack, was getting older with each passing year and wasn’t interested in choosing anyone as his chosen mate, not after the painful experience that he received from his fated mate. But his pack either needed a Luna or an heir for their future. Getting a woman and destroying his own life again was something that he didn’t want, so he opted for the second option, to get a perfect breeder, an omega, to carry his heir. Little did he know, this decision was going to be a roller coaster ride for him when he would found his breeder was caged in her own mind. * Book 5: Mine: His Caged Princess (Ongoing) Book 1: Billionaire’s Ex-Wife & His Hidden Babies (Completed) Book 2: My Mate is a Witch (Completed) Book 3: The Rejected Luna: Daddy, Where is Mommy? (Completed) Book 4: Fated Mates: Love Over Everything (Ongoing) *** Follow me on social media. Search ‘authorsprachi12’

I was raised to be invisible. In the kingdom of Avelaine, a maid’s life is meant to pass quietly—unnoticed and unchanged. I knew my place in the halls of Hawthorne Palace, until Prince Roman Davenport looked at me as though I was something more than a shadow. He belonged to the crown. I belonged to silence. What grew between us was never spoken aloud. It lived in careful glances, restrained words, and moments stolen where no one was meant to see. Loving him was dangerous—not because of scandal, but because it asked for something I was never meant to have. In a world ruled by duty and inheritance, some desires are not forbidden by law… but by reality itself.