Second Life New Choice

I find out I'm about two months pregnant before my wedding. Luke Logan drunkenly caresses my belly and half-jokes, "I'm not ready to be a father, Summer. Can we not keep the baby?" My heart is calm. I say softly, "Sure." In my past life, I insisted on keeping the child. Meanwhile, Riley Richards had an accidental miscarriage, making it difficult for her to conceive again. Luke held a grudge against me for that and treated me coldly after we married. As for the son that I put one foot in the coffin to bring into this world, he, too, cried and fussed. He wanted Riley to be his mother. Later, I got into an accident and suffered from significant blood loss. However, Luke and our son merely hurried past me to be with Riley as she went into labor. I slowly bled to death on the floor above, while Luke and our son celebrated the birth of Riley's child on the floor below. Now that I've been reborn, I won't lose sight of myself and take the wrong path again. I call Eric Nottingham. "I'll join the expedition team to Glacia."

WARNING: R-18| MATURE CONTENT READ AT YOUR OWN RISK Milan learned that her husband, Enver, cheated on her so she decided to leave their house without even saying goodbye. After five years, they met each other again and she became the secretary of her ex-husband whom she misses so much but she had to act as if she was already moving on and keep everything between them professionally because she already learned her lesson. But will she be able to avoid him now that Enver is willing to do everything to claim her back? Will their love be sweeter the second time around?

"Noah, Don't do this…please!” Lucy pleaded desperately. The storm clouds that had gathered above them as they argued, and the deluge that had followed soon after, seemed quite fitting considering everything that had gone on today. Almost ten years of devoted love had been thrown away in what to Lucy seemed like nothing more than a heartbeat. “I told you already Lucy, it's over between us. I don't want this anymore.” **** After discovering her mate's betrayal with none other than her best friend, Cassandra, Lucy didn't think that life could get much worse, but Cassandra wasn't finished with her just yet. After paying the ultimate price Lucy finds herself thrust into an encounter with the Goddess herself who grants her an opportunity to return to her previous life in an effort to save not just her life, but her babies lives too. Once she is reborn she is faced with a choice, does she continue to pursue the man who cast her aside so easily? Or will she find herself drawn to the man from her youth that she had all but forgotten?

"You will stay here!" He demanded "I will not!" "You will, you are now a weakness of mine and you need to be protected" he said, I almost laughed at that statement, a weakness of his?, he survived Freya's death without running mad like my father, if I died he should rejoice, his bad luck would be finally over, seeing that the goddess had blessed him with a second mate, she might even bless him the third time and this time around it would not be the daughter of his worst enemy. "I am no weakness of yours, you did well in announcing how evil and worthless I was in front of your pack, how you wanted me to suffer. You should rejoice at my death!" I yelled, Kaden's face contorted more in anger and he growls before yelling out a statement that completely shook me and my entire existence "You might be with child. The Deity forbids I lose another pup again!". *************************************************Louisiana Reynolds is the daughter of the disgraced and killed Beta Darius Reynolds, the murderer of Alpha Kaden's first mate Freya, whom has been living a life of torture in her pack, RedSand as an atonement for her father's sin. While Louisiana sought for freedom she discovers that she is the second mate of Alpha Kaden as their fates has been intertwined. She then has to live with the Alpha that despises her and would not reject her.

Once upon a time, a lion saved a girl. His little cinnamon girl. That lion grew up into a prince. Dark, bitter, and so beautiful that it hurt to look at him. But underneath it all, the girl saw the man. She saw his hunger for love and affection, and she had plenty to give. I was that girl. I fell in love, even though he told me not to. I gave him everything, because that was who I was. I was determined to show him the light in this world, and his smiles were what I lived for. He was my art, my melody, my muse. We were beautiful together. So I gave and gave, all to my bitter prince. Until I had nothing left to give. Until he left me empty. No one warned me love would push me into darkness so cold, it’d tear me apart. To survive, I’d have to kill the cinnamon girl and become someone else. Someone I didn’t recognize.

SECOND CHANCES AT SUNRISE Years ago, Yara and Jamal were young, in love, and certain about forever—until life pulled them apart. Their relationship didn’t end in chaos, but in painful silence. Jamal, determined to build an empire, chose ambition when fear whispered that love would slow him down. Yara, brilliant and proud, walked away without demanding the closure her heart quietly begged for. Now, Jamal Adeyemi is a confident and charismatic CEO—one who commands industries, decisions, and attention. Success follows him everywhere, yet something essential has always felt missing. Yara, now a celebrated designer, has built her own creative world with warmth, resilience, and independence. Her heart didn’t turn cold—it simply learned caution. Fate reunites them over cinnamon-flushed coffee in Lagos. The spark remains, but neither believes that old love guarantees a new beginning. This time, Jamal does not rush or assume. He shows up—with patience, sincerity, steady action, and emotional wisdom he once lacked. Lunch dates lead to long conversations, honest moments, and a healing coastal getaway where past wounds finally find voice. But second chances demand more than nostalgia—they require trust rebuilt, fears confronted, and love proven through presence and honesty. In rediscovering each other, Jamal and Yara learn that the safest kind of forever isn’t loud—it arrives like sunrise: Soft. Steady. Certain. Earned.

Isabeau finds out too late that her husband of five years has been cheating with her twin sister. On top of the betrayal, Isabeau is framed, disgraced and killed unjustly but she gets a second chance from the moon goddess when she wakes up five years before her untimely death. Now Isa has only one goal; to stay alive and get revenge on those who betrayed her but will it really be that easy? Little does she know that her fate has been tied to Stellan, the Lycan King, in unimaginable ways. With her former husband, the Alpha refusing to let go of her and her twin sister plotting her downfall, how can Isa survive? Can true love save her?

On our wedding night, my fiancé's best friend barged into our room for the third time, claiming a wedding prank. Having had enough, I warned Sam Whitman that if we didn't consummate our marriage that night, it was as good as over. He glanced at my half-unbuttoned dress and dismissed my words as a tantrum. Then Candace Lombard stormed in for the ninth time, ripped off the covers, and livestreamed our intimate moments. Sam merely pushed me aside and told me to be understanding. She climbed into our bed, smirking as she claimed the spot between us. "Wedding night prank? I get it," I grinned, leaning into her livestream camera. "Alright, everyone, fire up those donations! I'm about to let my husband take a mistress live. Let's make it a show!"

“I made a mistake, Aurora! Give me a chance to fix it.” Kieran said, gripping her wrist. “That wasn’t a mistake, Kieran. You shattered my soul. Some things can’t be fixed.” Aurora fumed as she ripped her wrist from his grip. ******** Aurora thought she had found her happily ever after until betrayal shattered her carefully crafted world. Rejected by her mate and deceived by her best friend she had once trusted, she lost everything including her son, Caleb, whose life and hers was cruelly taken by the very people she called family. But fate wasn’t done with her. Given a second chance, Aurora traveled back in time and woke up ten years before she became mated to Kieran with only revenge on her mind. Yet, the past isn’t as simple as she remembers. A powerful second-chance mate, Lycan Darius, stands in her way, determined to claim her heart, while her thirst for vengeance threatens to consume her. Will Aurora surrender to love and rewrite her fate? Or will she sacrifice everything to see her enemies fall?

Madam Pratt, my mother-in-law, was in critical condition after a car accident, desperately needing surgery. However, as the lead surgeon, I—Lilianne Davis—stood by, casually scrolling through short videos on my phone. My best friend, Tiffany Owens, who was also a doctor, was far more anxious than I was. She grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the operating room. “Lily, why are you still stalling? Hurry up and save her!” I took a step back, clutching my stomach in pain as her face twisted in shock. “I have cramps so bad I can’t even stand. You do it.” In my last life, the moment I heard about Madam Pratt’s accident, I had swallowed a painkiller and rushed into surgery, working for hours to stabilize her. I had barely stepped away from the operating table when alarms blared. “Lilianne, what have you done? The patient is experiencing acute hemolysis!” “Call the family now!” Gareth Pratt stormed in, his face twisted with rage. He slapped me hard in the face. “Lil, you’re a professional surgeon, yet you gave my mother the wrong blood transfusion?!” I froze, reaching for Madam Pratt’s medical report to explain, only to find that the A-type blood I had seen before had somehow changed to B-type. The medical board arrived, and a blood test revealed traces of hallucinogens in my system. “Unbelievable! Taking illegal substances before surgery? That’s a cardinal sin for a doctor!” In the chaos, Emma Pratt, Gareth’s teenage sister, grabbed a scalpel and stabbed me multiple times. Blood gushed from my arteries, and I collapsed in a pool of crimson. As my vision faded, I couldn’t understand what had happened. I had never taken illegal drugs. Besides, I was absolutely certain of Madam Pratt’s blood type. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the moment right before stepping into the operating room.