The Death Mage Who Doesnt Want A Fourth Time Mga Nobela at Kwento

All her life, Ilyana has been rejected—seven times by seven mates who looked her in the eye, called her worthless, and cast her aside like she meant nothing. So when the eighth full moon comes, she is ready for both rejection and humiliation. Until her mate turns out to be the deadly and untouchable Alpha King—Kael Stormveil. And instead of rejecting her… he accepts her. Taken to his kingdom, Ilyana thinks her suffering is over until she realizes that being chosen by the King might not be what she thinks. Now trapped between a king that wants every part of her body but not her soul, a deadly secret that could change everything between them and enemies that would tear them apart. Ilyana must decide, Will she finally be chosen? Or will she remain the pathetic omega everyone knows her to be? Find out.

My husband was on a business trip when his plane crashed, leaving a final message. He said he didn’t want to hold me back and wanted me to terminate the pregnancy and start over. I couldn’t stop crying. That’s when I heard my son’s voice from inside me. “Mom, stop crying. Dad isn’t dead at all. “He’s just scum. Behind your back, he’s running off with his true love. They’ve eloped abroad for their honeymoon. “I know where his little stash is. While he’s not back yet, let’s grab the money and disappear. We’re set for life!”

My husband promises to go to my hometown with me for the New Year holidays this year after I go to his. But before the trip to my hometown is due, he suddenly tells me he doesn't want to go anymore. I argue with him about this, and he pummels me with a bat. Meanwhile, his family eggs him on, telling him to kill me. Intense pain shoots through me as the blows land. I try my best to fight back, but I can't win against the majority. As the sky darkens, everyone heads home for dinner after giving me a good beating. When I regain consciousness in a corner of the garden, I see sense.

Daisy Croft had it all—the fame, the fortune, and the man who adored her. But in her previous life, she took it all for granted, blinded by pride, bitterness, and jealousy. In a cruel twist of fate, she lost everything, including the one man who loved her unconditionally: Louis Grant. Now, given a second chance at life, Daisy is determined to rewrite her story. This time, she’ll fight for her love, her career, and her family. She rises through the entertainment industry like a storm, captivating the world with her newfound charm and maturity. Yet behind her success lies a secret, a past filled with regrets and betrayal. Louis Grant is a ruthless business tycoon, feared by many and respected by all. His icy demeanor and ironclad control make him untouchable—except when it comes to Daisy. His love for her is as deep as it is dangerous, and though he can’t forget how she shattered his heart before, he’s drawn to her new warmth and sincerity. But even he can sense that something has changed. As Daisy navigates the glittering yet perilous world of fame, dark forces from her past—friends turned enemies, and the mysterious mafia ties that once sought to ruin her—lurk in the shadows, threatening her newfound happiness. This time, she vows not to let anyone stand between her and the life she’s determined to reclaim. Can Daisy prove her love for Louis, protect him from the dangers she knows all too well, and finally find redemption? Or will the ghosts of her past once again destroy her only shot at happiness? A heart-stopping tale of love, second chances, and redemption, Reborn will sweep you off your feet and leave you breathless until the very last page.

I made a deal with Sonia Quindt—the billionaire CEO. After I'd proposed to her ninety-nine freaking times, she swore she'd finally show up for the hundredth. Spoiler: she didn't. She was out there at some concert with her boy toy. And, of course, someone caught them on livestream. Big kiss. Big viral moment. Meanwhile, my face was plastered all over the internet too—lonely guy number one, waiting for a bride who never existed. Everyone online started making bets. Who was the mystery woman? How long until I came crawling back for the hundred-and-first proposal? Sonia, apparently struck by some last-minute guilt, promised she'd make it right next time. Said she'd actually show up. And she did. Wedding dress. Perfect makeup. Cameras ready. She got a text from me: [Sonia, there won't be a hundred-and-first proposal. We're done.]

Lucy an office assistant is in a secret relationship with a boss. The boss is engaged to someone else but Lucy is pushing her way to the boss's heart and they found each other in a sticky situation.

Lauren takes off her sunglasses at her own funeral... "Guess he really did wish me dead." cuz her Alpha ex husband isn't there Lauren was heartbroken and left the pack, but actually Alpha is searching for her like crazy. When she came back with her daughter, he would never give her another chance to leave him.

"Let’s get married as soon as possible," said my fiancee, Clementine Knaupper, out of nowhere during dinner. I froze with the spoon in hand. Over the last three years, I proposed to get married seven times, and she turned me down all seven times with all sorts of reasons. Then, she told me with a shifty look in her eyes, "I… I’m two months pregnant. The pregnancy is going to start showing soon." I set aside my spoon and stared intently at her. "You were on a business trip two months ago, weren’t you?" She gulped before stating in a troubled voice, "The baby… is my assistant, Stanley Brickley’s. I had too much to drink that night, and I thought it was you. "The doctor says if I get an abortion, it will be difficult for me to have children again. After we get married, we can announce my pregnancy. We can tell people it’s our baby. "Then, I will send Stanley and the baby away. They won’t come back after that." I looked at the woman I had loved for seven years, and for the first time, I felt like I was looking at a stranger. "Clementine, let’s call off our engagement."

One day, shortly after I had experienced a miscarriage, Alan brought me a bowl of chicken soup—and a divorce agreement. "Sophia's pregnant," he had said. "So let's just leave each other like mature adults do." Chicken soup had never tasted so bitter in my life. I knew Sophia Mason—he had sponsored her education before. She was also the one who caused my miscarriage. I did not cry. I did not throw a fit. I just asked why. He looked relieved. Then, he looked at me blankly. "The truth is I can't stand you over these seven years. Every time we lie together on our bed, I just can't help but be disgusted by what your body has gone through. "I know you suffered that because of me. But I can't do it. I can't stop remembering how defiled it is. "Our kid is gone. We owe each other nothing now—so let's end it here, right now." So that was it, huh? Hilarious. He had no idea who the "defiled" one was—him. Seven years ago, I inserted a memory chip into his brain to save him. And now, in three days' time, the chip will cease to function. He will remember everything… and he will wish he were long dead.

In the third year after my death, the one who remained faithfully by my wife's side was still the bionic robot I had painstakingly designed. It looked exactly like me and carried within it every detail of my mannerisms, speech, and habits. The only difference was that it never lost its temper with her. Because of that, my wife never sensed anything amiss. Yet each night, she brought home a different man, deliberately testing "me," desperate to see the wild jealousy and rage I once wore so vividly. Then, one day, her childhood sweetheart and first love, shoved "me" off the balcony. It was only then, in her horror, that my wife realized… "I" didn't bleed.