Steven Universe Jail Break

My best friend breaks down and accuses me of skimming family shipments, which cost us billions. Without hesitation, my fiance, Don Scarpa Falcone, points a gun at me. The bullet grazes my ear. He sends me to prison himself, then gets engaged to my best friend instead. Before I'm taken away, the family butler begs him, "You raised her yourself. She's your fiancee. You can't just ruin her life like this!" "Break the rules, and pay in blood," he says, polishing his gun. "As for her future, I'll decide that later." Five years later, I walk out of prison. The entire Falcone family is waiting at the gate with him, as if my freedom were a handout. "Looks like you've learned your lesson. It's time to return and get back to work. Don't do anything stupid again," he says. I ignore him and walk straight to the stretch Lincoln behind him. The door opens. Chris Corleone, the king of the Aurelian underworld, raises his glass to me. "Welcome back, partner."

Aria Whitmore spent six years loving Ethan Blackwood, the man she married when he had nothing. She helped build his billion dollar empire, stood by him through storms, and sacrificed her dreams for his dreams. Her reward? Betrayal. When Ethan brought his mistress home and crushed her last hope, Aria demanded a divorce. But Ethan's cold words haunted her: "You can leave, but only when I stop loving you." A tragic accident ended Aria's life or so she thought. Now, reborn three years before their marriage, Aria’s mission is simple: never love Ethan again. This time, she will write her own destiny, rise higher than before, and never let anyone control her heart. But Ethan finds himself dangerously drawn to this new Aria, the one who no longer looks at him with love but with cold indifference. He’s determined to make her fall for him again. But Aria has one rule: Love me, or lose me forever.

The day I was reborn, I came across that anonymous post again. “My sponsor is like a sister to me, but her husband gives me butterflies. “I know it’s wrong, but I can’t stop myself from feeling this way. Yesterday, we got down and dirty on the couch she bought.” Back in my past life, this very post broke me. In a fit of rage, I exposed their filthy secret to the world. The girl I once gave my heart and soul to help succumbed to cyberbullying and took her life by jumping off a building. After the funeral, my husband, Taylor Rogue, became a devoted and gentle man, only to lock me up in a mental institution the moment I put down my walls. “You should spend the rest of your life atoning for ruining Ivy!” With three years of pills and electric shock stripping away my sanity and dignity, I climbed to the roof and leaped. When I opened my eyes, I was back to the moment everything began.

A year into our marriage, Timothy Grant suddenly turns abstinent. He builds a private chapel in the villa and always carries a rosary with him. No matter how I tease or tempt him, he stays cold and distant. My seduction attempts don't move him. One night, I stand outside the bathroom door and watch as he releases himself to a photo of another woman. So, Timothy isn't heartless. His heart just doesn't beat for me. I trick him into signing the divorce papers and vanish from his world completely. And yet, I later hear that he is going mad searching for me! The next time we meet is at his uncle's wedding. I wear a white wedding gown, and he looks at me with tear-filled eyes. He just can't bring himself to think of me as his aunt!

‘นาบี’ เด็กสาววัยสิบแปด...ยอมรับภารกิจที่ไม่ควรเป็นของเธอ...เพื่อแลกกับเงินห้าแสนบาท ซึ่งมันคือความหวังเดียวในการรักษาพี่สาวที่กำลังป่วยหนัก... เธอถูกขอร้องจากแม่ของเขาให้เข้าไป ‘แยก’ เขา ออกจากหญิงสาวที่เขารัก โดยไม่มีใครรู้ว่า…ทั้งสองคือพี่น้องร่วมสายเลือดเดียวกัน... ภารกิจสำเร็จ...แต่สิ่งที่หลงเหลือ คือความโกรธแค้นทั้งหมดของเขา ที่ถาโถมใส่เธอเพียงคนเดียว ความเสียใจผลักให้เขาจากไปเรียนต่อต่างประเทศ หายไปจากชีวิตเธอถึงห้าปี พร้อมบาดแผลในใจที่ไม่เคยจาง จนวันที่เขากลับมา...โชคชะตากลับเล่นตลกซ้ำอีกครั้ง เมื่อเขาโคจรไปเจอ ‘พี่สาว’ คนเดิม และความจริงที่ถูกปิดซ่อน กำลังจะทำร้ายเขาซ้ำสอง แม่ของเขาจึงหันมาหาเธออีกครั้ง...ขอร้องให้ช่วย…เป็นครั้งสุดท้าย ด้วยการดึงเธอเข้ามาใกล้ ในตำแหน่งเลขาส่วนตัว แต่ทว่าครั้งนี้...เด็กสาวไร้ทางเลือกในวันนั้น...ไม่หลงเหลืออยู่แล้ว...มีเพียงผู้หญิงคนหนึ่ง...ที่แข็งแกร่งพอจะยืนอยู่ตรงหน้าเขา พร้อมทวงคืนทุกความเจ็บปวดในครั้งก่อน... ที่เธอเคยถูกเขาเหยียบย่ำ และเอาคืนให้สาสม!

My mate Fenris and my brother Caspian are the two most powerful Alphas in the Southern Territory. They used to spoil me rotten, and I was once the most cherished princess of the pack. But then I was thrown into prison and tortured for two long years. Three years ago, I was attacked by rogues and nearly died of silver poisoning. Selene stepped forward and claimed she was willing to undergo a full blood transfusion to save me. I survived, but Selene lost her wolf in the process and became a mere Omega. From that day on, Fenris and Caspian brought Selene home, swearing to treat her like their own sister. At first, I was grateful to her. But slowly, she started "accidentally" falling whenever we were alone. When Fenris and Caspian would come running, she’d cry and tell them it must have been an accident, begging them not to blame me. I tried to explain myself, but Fenris and Caspian never believed me.

What if the Omega everyone dismissed was the most powerful Lycan of them all? Rejected, betrayed, and broken. Anna Summers was once an Omega. Now, she’s rising as a powerful Luna with secrets that could reshape the Lycan world. What happens when the girl they scorned becomes the storm they can’t outrun?

The second Zoe reset her life and landed back at the Elite Match Gala, she swapped her token with her half-sister's. No hesitation. Because in her previous life, Connor had married Zoe, but she had died helpless and unloved. It was only on her deathbed that Zoe finally knowed the truth: Connor had loved her sister all along. Now, Connor grabbed the bouquet meant for Vicky, eyes lighting up."Vicky, you're it for me. My one and only." Then he turned to Zoe—and the warmth vanished. "Zoe, you've always been like a little sister to me. Don't even think about stepping into Vicky's place." That hit like a slap. Cold, sharp, humiliating. Everyone thought she was pathetic. But this time, Zoe wouldn’t beg for his love. She would bless them instead—marry the man her father had chosen for her, and never look back.

My boyfriend and I set out on a graduation trip, but in the remote wilderness, we were kidnapped. The abductors had cruel intentions toward me, and to protect my boyfriend, I played along, buying time for him to escape and get help. After our rescue, though, a video of my assault spread online, turning me into a target of vicious gossip. "She's the woman who got it on with two guys in the wild!" "Kidnapped but so into it? What a freak!" "How does she even show her face? Shameless!" When I confronted my boyfriend about the video, he dodged the question and broke up with me. "I'm about to start at a top company. I can't be with someone so tainted." Heartbroken, I was pushed off a rooftop to my death. But when I opened my eyes, I was back on the day of the kidnapping, given a second chance to rewrite my fate.

On the day my daughter is discharged from the hospital after recovering from the flu, I run into my ex-husband, Zachary Levine, whom I have been divorced from for seven years. He is there to pick up his wife, who has just given birth. He looks a little surprised as his gaze moves up and down to take in my clothes, which is still stained from my child's vomit. I had no time to change out of it earlier. "Long time no see. How have you been lately?" he asks. I smile and say I am doing fine. As we are about to part, he grabs my arm. "Alyssa, our son misses you a lot. If you are having any difficulties, don't push yourself. The passcode for the house in the north of the city is still your birthday. You can go there anytime." I politely decline, and he lets out a sigh. "After all these years, you are still as stubborn as you were back then. Don't hate me." I smile but say nothing. There needs to be love for there to be hate. But now, he is just a stranger to me.