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Jason’s world felt like it collapsed the moment he discovered that the woman he had loved so deeply had only deceived him—and that the son he believed was his, wasn’t really his at all. All of his wealth and properties ended up in the hands of those two manipulators. But what he didn’t expect was that the woman he had once left behind would be the very same person who stayed by his side during his final moments. She never left him and took care of him, even though he hadn’t treated her well in the past. Jason regretted everything he had done to Catheryn. But would his regrets change anything now? "If only I could be given one more chance to change everything I’ve done, I wouldn’t choose to leave Catheryn. I’ll never choose that woman, and I will stay with her—my Catheryn." When he opened his eyes again, he suddenly realized... he had returned to the past. Will he be able to change everything? Or will the same future unfold once more?

She gave up everything—her inheritance, her influence, her voice—for a man who never loved her. Eliana Moore was the heiress to a billion-dollar empire in Manhattan. Poised, soft-spoken, and hopelessly in love, she walked away from it all to marry Ethan Blake—the man who owned her heart but never returned her love. For years, she lived in silence, enduring a cold marriage while Ethan gave his heart to her best friend, Ivy. Until betrayal turned fatal. When Ivy’s final act of cruelty takes Eliana’s life, she awakens in the past—on the morning of her wedding day—with every painful memory intact. This time, she won’t make the same mistakes. This time, she won’t love blindly. She won’t surrender her life for anyone. From pawn to power player, Eliana embarks on a journey of self-discovery, calculated revenge, and ruthless transformation. The woman who once lived in the shadows is gone. In her place stands a force no one saw coming. But rewriting fate comes at a cost—and as Eliana rises, she must choose between vengeance and the chance to love again… this time, on her own terms. The Rebirth of the forgotten wife is a gripping tale of heartbreak, second chances, and the strength it takes to rise from the ashes.

After being reborn, I deliberately avoid every possible connection with Zachary Lawson. When he enrolls at Prestwick University, I choose to study abroad in Norell instead. When he comes all the way to Norell looking for me, I travel even farther, moving from place to place as a war correspondent. Years later, I return home hand in hand with the person I love to have our wedding. Zachary is stopped outside the venue, his eyes red-rimmed. "Why don't you love me anymore?"

Betrayed and killed by her best friend and mate, Valerie Hawkins, hybrid daughter of the leader of the Night Exiles Vampire clan is given a chance to return back to earth and make things right. Well, that's the Goddess's ordeals not hers. She is fully back for vengeance, but what she doesn't expect is losing everything again, and starting from quite a rough scratch. This time around she is fated mates with her previous mate's brother and she realizes taking revenge means hurting her mate who has been the only person nice to her. What happens when she is left to decide which to forget about, vengeance for her clan or falling in love with the spurned son of the alpha of the Silvercrest pack.

Lucia had never believed in rebirth. She had read about it a few times in books tucked away on her shelf, but she never imagined it could be real. Yet, here she was—reborn. This time, she swore she wouldn’t let kindness be her downfall. She would make them pay. Her so-called best friend and husband had used her, drained her of everything, and left her with nothing. They manipulated her, deceived her, and when they had no more use for her, they poisoned her—leaving her to suffer in agony for over a year. What a vile couple. On the night of her death—her own birthday—they stood before her, laughing as they confessed their betrayal. They had taken everything from her, and now, they wanted her to know the full extent of their cruelty. Her husband and best friend, her supposed confidants, had been lovers all along. Worse, they had killed her true mate. Lucia had wept until there were no more tears left to shed. Too weak to fight, too broken to scream, she watched as they reveled in their wickedness, even making out right in front of her as she lay dying. That night, amidst a raging storm, Lucia took her last breath. But when she opened her eyes again, morning light streamed through the window. "Is this heaven?" she whispered, confused. A familiar voice answered. "Lucia, you’re awake! Let me get the doctor!" Brittany exclaimed before rushing out of the room. In that instant, Lucia knew the truth. She had been reborn. And this time, she would make them pay—for everything they did to her and her family.

By our sixth year of marriage, Derrick hadn't touched me in three months. Said he was swamped at work. Always tired. After everything, I still believed him. Then on my birthday, I caught his friend talking in Garmenian—a language Derrick didn't think I understood. "You cut off the side piece yet? You were with her nonstop. Surprised you didn't drop dead. Your wife cool with that?" Derrick let out a smoke ring. "Haven't touched Audrey in months. Sabrina's insane in bed—I'm not over her yet. Sucks she got pregnant. Audrey doesn't want kids, so I gave Sabrina some cash. She'll have the baby overseas." My hands curled into fists. Silent tears streamed down my face. He glanced over, nervous. "What's wrong?" I smiled. "The cake you made is amazing. I'm really touched." It was sweet—but when you understand Garmenian, all you taste is betrayal.

At the auction, Victor raised his paddle and won the twenty-three-carat rough pink diamond. He waved a casual hand. "It's for Lillian." Sitting beside him, I went still, a tremor running through me so faint no one noticed. Only then did he seem to remember me. "Use the leftovers for a pair of earrings," he added, almost as an afterthought. "Give them to Claudia." Later, I followed the family's orders and married him. I became the Donna of the Medici Family. We spent a steady, loveless lifetime together. On my deathbed, Victor held my hand and asked if I had any last wishes. I looked at my jewelry box. The top tray was filled with pieces made from his scraps, the leftovers from every gift he'd ever given Lillian. I drew my last breath without answering. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the moment the two Families were competing for the Medici Donna's seat. In my previous life, I'd held the Smith & Wesson, fired ten shots, and hit ten bullseyes. The old Don had named me the future Donna of his Family on the spot. This time, I let out a slow breath and pulled the trigger. I missed on purpose.

After I risked my life to save the Alpha King, he promised to grant me one wish. While everyone expected me to choose to mate with Kay, the current Alpha of Stormfang Pack, I publicly declared my intention to bind with Eli. He was Kay's half-brother, the illegitimate son of the former Alpha who had been exiled abroad. No one knows that I've died once before. In my past life, after I became Kay's fated mate, I diligently fulfilled my role as Luna. But he always favored my stepsister, Lia. That day, when the pack was attacked, I went to find him for protection. When I desperately found him, I discovered that Kai was desperately protecting Lea, and the two of them were even kissing passionately in danger. To shield Lia, he pushed me forward to face the rogue pack alone. I'll never forget the words he said as he left, holding the weeping Lia in his arms: "She needs protecting more than you do." So this time, I chose to give up on Kay. If I had to choose someone from Stormfang Pack for a mating bond, I'd rather choose Eli. I wanted to be in control of my own destiny. But this time, after I chose Eli as my mate, Kay went completely crazy.

After I confessed to my childhood crush, he smirked and said, "If you can get that loser to drink from the same bottle you did, I'll date you." Seriously? Was I really reborn fifteen years ago? I raced over to Noah—top of the class and hot as hell—and dropped the water bottle on his desk in front of everyone. He clocked the lipstick stain, face turning crimson. Future business mogul? Right now, he looked like some poor kid waiting to get crushed. I nudged the bottle closer. "Using that genius brain to collect bottles for cash? Kinda tragic. Be my private tutor instead." He might be broke, but lucky for him, I've got money to burn.

"Lara only has six months to live, Camille. Don’t be petty," my Alpha constantly reminded me. To fulfill his First Love’s dying wishes, Lucian gave her everything that belonged to me. He took her across the world to the places that were meant to be ours, and even handed her the wedding ceremony I had spent months planning. My own son, Rowan, clung to her, nuzzling the woman wearing my mother’s soul-stone. "Why can't Lara be my new mommy?" he asked, looking at me with resentment. In the Aurora Shadows pack, the home I bled for as a Luna, I had become a "lowly omega"—a ghost in my own kitchen. But the moment I signed those mating-severance papers and walked away with my violin, I didn't just leave a broken pack. I triggered an ancient prophecy of the Moon Goddess that had slept for centuries. When I return, I am no longer the humble breeder they threw aside. Now, the Alpha who once looked down on me grovels in the mud for a second chance, and the son who rejected me cries for a single look of mercy. I look down from my throne and smile: "You wanted her, Lucian? You have her. But you lost your Luna... and now, you face your Queen."