The Death Mage Who Doesn't Want A Fourth Time

Amara was raised to be a perfect bride, a perfect Luna for a man she's never met, until her fiance's enemy steals her from her convoy's wreckage. Their Alpha is intoxicating—all sharp edges and burning eyes that see straight through her every facade. When the mate bond ignites between them, it sets fire to everything she was taught to be. His touch is electric, addictive, making her crave things no proper lady should want. With eyes that promise damnation and hands that deliver salvation, every brush of his fingers rewrites Amara's understanding of desire and corrupts her 'pure' upbringing. But her sinfully attractive mate harbors deadly secrets—ones that could destroy everything, including her. As she falls deeper into her captor's intoxicating darkness, Amara must choose: the safe life she was promised, or the dangerous man whose touch might mean her end. Still, not everything is as it seems. Not when the Bloodmoon is upon them.

I don't inform Hunter Nabb when I'm bitten by a rabid dog in the late stages of my pregnancy. Instead, I call the police. Why? Because he got into an accident when he hurried to me in my past life. It killed his junior. He was depressed for a day but quickly bounced back. He cared for me until I recovered. I thought the rumors of amorosity between him and his junior was just a figment of my imagination. However, the day I gave birth, he locked me in a cage, allowing a rabid dog to attack me and the baby. He looked down at me imperiously, his tone cold and ruthless. "You can trick everyone, but not me. Would a dog have bitten you if you hadn't provoked it? Do you know you killed Willow with your dirty tricks? She was pregnant with my child when she died!" When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to when the rabid dog bites me.

It all began with a single post about canceling a food delivery order. Overnight, I became the internet's punching bag. Thousands of vicious messages flooded my inbox, filled with photoshopped memorials urging me to die. They doxxed my family, plastered my personal details across shady websites, and used AI to create obscene images of me, spreading them in vile chat groups. They spread lies about my income, claiming it came from illicit sources, and accused me of carrying diseases. I didn't call the police or block the messages. Instead, I read every hateful word before singling out the 100 worst offenders. Every day, I sent each one a luxurious meal: Boston lobster, Australian wagyu, the works. Each delivery came with a simple note: [Thank you for your hard work.]

Moon De Vera was never the type to take risks—lalo na sa pag-ibig. Pero nang inalok siya ng isang deal ng estrangherong si Lucas Madrigal, pumayag siya. Fake relationship. No strings attached. Lucas needed a pretend girlfriend para patahimikin ang media, at si Moon—she badly needed the money para sa pamilya niya. Sa simula, malinaw ang kasunduan. Walang selosan, walang expectations. Pero kahit gaano nila tangkaing panatilihing peke, hindi nila mapigilan ang spark na unti-unting nabubuo. Late-night talks. Unexpected kilig. Lingering stares. Halos. Pero sa kasagsagan ng paglalim ng nararamdaman ni Moon, biglang nawala si Lucas. Walang paalam. Walang mensahe. Ghosted. Left hanging. Pitong taon ang lumipas. Si Moon, mas matatag na ngayon. Mas kampante, mas kumpleto. Sa pagbabalik niya sa corporate world, nag-apply siya sa isang sikat na kumpanya—hindi niya alam, doon din siya muling masasaktan. Lucas Madrigal is back. Pero ngayong CEO na siya, at si Moon ang magiging sekretarya niya, tables have turned. Lucas acts cold, pero may halong pag-aalalang hindi niya maitagong lubos. Moon, on the other hand, pretends she's fine. But the tension? It's there. Unspoken. Unfinished. Undeniable. As they spend more time together, lumalabas ang mga lihim—kung bakit bigla siyang nawala. Kung anong nangyari sa pagitan nila noon. At kung totoo nga bang wala siyang naramdaman. Pero ang mas mabigat: May bagong plano si Moon. At hindi ito para muling magmahal. It’s to make him fall—this time, without catching him. Matutuloy ba ang plano ni Moon? O hahayaan na lang nya ang nakaraan at sasabay sa agos ng pag-iibigang mabubuo muli

Iridina Luis had it all—money, status, and a wonderful husband. Until betrayal destroyed her life. Accused of a crime she didn’t commit and left to die in a staged car crash, she vanished into thin air. But she didn’t die. Five years later, she returns as Irene Nowell, a strong, unrecognisable woman, and hell-bent on destroying everything that ruined her. Her target is her ex-husband’s dynasty. Her weapon? A phony business proposition with her former husband… who doesn't even remember her. But there is one issue: Jaxon Black—Kieran’s cunning, black sheep brother. He isn't fooled by her deception. And worse? He sees her. When sparks fly and secrets come out—especially about her son—Iridina must decide between revenge and the only man who might just love her right. Kieran wants her back. But this time, she's choosing herself, her son and the brother who never let go of her.

Have you ever had a dream and it feels so real or it feels like déjà vu ? Stella Bill Klein the only daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Klein popularly known to be the richest in the whole of America. Stella is known to be the beauty goddess of America with good heart and very hardworking. Though Stella has it all, she is not happy. You want to know why , because of her constant nightmare. The repetition of the same nightmare gets her very worried. What happens when David King a very proud, rich,arrogant and powerful man comes into Stella's life just to take revenge but later falls in love with Stella... Want to know what the nightmare is and who David King really is, follow up and don't miss any part of this novel.

My husband was praised by my friends as the perfect husband in the world. Everyone said he loved me to death and practically put me on a pedestal. Then came my prenatal checkup. My older cousin, Catherina Bow, called him with a farewell message before attempting suicide. Without hesitation, he abandoned me and rushed off in panic. I was six months pregnant at that time. My mother expected me to be the bigger person and “lend” my husband to Catherina, who was depressed. My brother snapped at me, "The only reason you’re still in this house is because Catherina spoke up for you. Whatever she wants, you should give it to her!" I found it absurd. I was supposed to be their family. She was nothing but a cuckoo in my nest. When I finally decided to walk away from all of them, they regretted their actions.

It was not until after I married Bennett that I found out he had a clingy little childhood friend who loved to play the victim. On the very first day of our marriage, at dinner, I simply asked Bennett to pass me a bite of food. She immediately exploded. "Holly, you're disgusting! Bennett already used those utensils, and you seriously asked him to serve you food? What, don't you have hands?" I froze, completely blindsided. Before I could even react, Bennett put down his spoon and went straight to her, wrapping her in his arms like she was the one who had been wronged. Then he turned to me and said I should just get my own food from now on. However, honestly, wasn't it normal for a husband to serve his wife a bite? What was so outrageous about that? I barely got a word out before Bennett shut me down in a low, firm voice. "That's final. If Rosie doesn't like it, then we're not doing it. End of discussion."

Everyone who lives will die, and nothing they do can stop it. That's the way things are. The circle of life. And a single undeniable truth. The minute we are born we start our journey of that cycle and we will continue down that path until we take our very last breath. However, not all life spans are the same. Some people live to an old age. Others die young. Some die of natural causes, and others die of accidents, murder, or disease. It's the sad truth of being human and death doesn’t discriminate. But what if someone could see their death coming? Would they do everything in their power to stop it from happening, or would they live their lives to the fullest since they knew it was coming to an end? Would they fight tooth and nail to be able to stay earthside for even a minute longer or would they succumb to the inevitable? This is the universal question and the only ones who can answer it are the people who saw their deaths, people like me. My name is Remi Woods. I'm eighteen years old, and for as long as I can remember, I've been able to see how a person will die with a single touch. At first, I wasn't quite sure what was happening and I was terrified that maybe I was going crazy, but after my visions kept coming to fruition no matter what I did, I knew I was different, and not in a good way.

On the day of his funeral, I discovered that my fiance, Zachary Gray, had come back to life. His friend says teasingly, "You sure know how to stage an act, Zachary. Your fiancee cried so much over your fake death that she almost went blind!" Zachary smiles indifferently and says, "Stepping into marriage is like taking one foot into the grave. Of course, I have to have some fun first." I stand in the shadows and watch him bend down to kiss another woman. He then points at the tombstone I had carefully and painstakingly carved for him, laughing until he can't catch his breath. Watching him, I feel like an utter fool. I take out my phone and call my father. "Dad, since Zachary is dead, our engagement is null. Let's pull out of the collaboration with the Gray family's company."