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For Minlyn, a woman who is used to making sacrifices and putting others first, it is no different for her to leave the man she loves, Hendrake, for the sake of his future. She loved the man so much that it reached the point where they were about to get married. But as they say, you can't reach true happiness if you don't suffer for it. Fate is playful. When everything is going well, then problems will come that require one of them to sacrifice. With the woman sacrificing for the man she loves, will all this be reciprocated? Or will it reach the point where they really need to go their separate ways? Since the man is ignorant, he has no idea what will happen to them. In his belief, all he knows is that the woman has to suffer because of the hurt she did to him. He could not accept what had happened. He was blinded by anger. No matter where a woman goes, she can never escape her destiny from a man. "I made a mistake, I'm ready to face his punishment. I'm ready to face the punishment of The CEO'S Revenge."

Sloan is a new member of the Thieve's Guild. She is trying desperately to prove herself after growing up as an Orphan. The Guild Master gives Sloan a job that is going to change her entire life. If only she can survive the outcome.

Leopard shifters believe in arranged marriages and not fate but Cheska never did. Raised on stories of destined mates, she knows the truth the moment Vladimir Arkansas, a powerful wolf Alpha, walks into her den. He is her mate. Ignoring her family’s warnings about wolves and their hatred for leopard kind, Cheska follows Vladimir to his pack and becomes his Luna. She gives everything to the bond, enduring cold stares, cruel words, and the silent rejection of Vladimir’s family believing love will be enough. When Cheska finally becomes pregnant after years of trying, she plans to reveal it on Vladimir’s birthday. Instead, she walks into an engagement party of her mate, Vladimir, to Erica, his childhood sweetheart. The diamond ring meant for Cheska now rests on another woman’s hand, and Cheska learns she was never the choice, only a temporary replacement, a place holder. Heartbroken and fleeing in shame, Cheska is involved in a tragic accident and disappears. Believed dead, she survives with no memories of her past. Rescued by a dying Alpha named Pierre, she is given a new life as Violet Savage, a woman who chooses not to remember, marries her savior, and raises the son who miraculously survived the crash. Years later, fate brings her back into Vladimir’s world. She doesn’t recognize him but he recognizes her. Especially when he sees the child with unmistakable mismatched eyes of amber and blue. Determined to win the family he lost, Vladimir draws closer until Erica’s return triggers Violet’s buried memories and awakens Cheska’s fury. Betrayal, love, and pain collide as Vladimir fights to earn forgiveness and rebuild the bond he once shattered. Will Cheska forgive him or will she finally have her revenge?

It was the happiest day of his life to end up being the most tragic one. Everyone talked about it, 'the murdered bride who didn't reach her destiny', and at the end only person to sentence. Isela. Stefan swore he'd put her behind bars and she swore she was going to get revenge on whoever made her cry out she was innocent. Five years later she was able to feel the warm sunlight caressing her face with the difference she was no longer Isela. She'd come back as another woman. And just one name in her mind; Stefan. "So, was she released?" "Yes, my friend. She's out of prison, ready to start over." Stefan hit his desk. "Start over? And when Eliza will start over? She's dead and that murderer out." "Let her live her life, man." "Bring her. Look for her and bring her to me. Her hell just started."

At our seventh wedding anniversary dinner, I noticed something strange. My best friend, Darren Blackburn, who had always been single, had suddenly changed his profile picture to a couple’s photo. "So you’ve been hiding a girlfriend from me?" I joked with a grin. "When are you bringing her around? I should at least meet her and make sure she’s good enough for you." He just smiled and shook his head, brushing it off. "Not yet," he said. "It’s not the right time." Then Deanna Cunningham, my wife’s voice called out from the kitchen, "Babe, come help me tie my apron." I hadn’t even pushed my chair back yet when Darren was already on his feet, jogging over. He stepped behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and tied the apron strings for her. I froze where I stood. Seeing the look on my face, he quickly tried to explain, "I’m just used to helping out at home. My mom’s always bossing me around. It’s basically muscle memory. Don’t read into it." I didn’t argue or make a scene. I kept my expression neutral and carried on with the dinner as if nothing had happened. Only after all the guests had left did I turn to Deanna, who was clearing the table, and say calmly, "Let’s get a divorce." She slammed the dishes down with a loud crash and glared at me. "Seriously? Over something like that? Just because he tied my apron once?"

He tilted her chin up, his touch deceptively gentle. “You’re trembling,” he whispered, brushing his thumb over her lips, slow enough to make her shiver. “Is it fear…” his gaze lingered on her mouth. “Or me?” Her pulse stuttered, betraying her. He was too close, and her body didn’t seem to remember which feeling came first, terror or desire. **** Elena Castellano never thought her father would trade her freedom to keep her safe. But after a violent attack changes everything, she is forced to marry the one man she has every reason to be afraid of, Stefano Bernardo, the ruthless heir to one of Milan’s most dangerous families. To the world, it’s a union between two powerful families. To Stefano, it’s the sweetest revenge. Stuck in a marriage built on deceit and danger, Elena must fight not only for her freedom but for her life, because Stefano’s revenge runs deeper than she ever imagined. And if she truly wants to live, she must face the truth; the real danger isn’t her husband’s revenge, it’s falling for him. He married her to destroy her family. But she might become the death of him – literally.

My blood ran cold. Not just because of the words, they’d done worse than the scheme. They mocked me. Rewrote my pain as a punchline. Danced on the grave of my dignity like it was confetti. I staggered back from the door, suddenly aware of how my hands were trembling. Of how my chest rose and fell like I was still being dragged underwater. I could still feel it, the betrayal. The nights I cried myself sick. The baby. The blood. The gaslighting. The cold stares. The silence. No, this wasn’t just a memory. It was a resurrection. I pressed my hand to my chest, grounding myself. This body? This moment? It was mine now. Not theirs. Not his. If this was a curse, I’d break it. If this was a second chance? I’d weaponize it. Let them laugh. Let them bask in their borrowed joy. Because from this moment on, I’m not playing the quiet, obedient pawn. I’m the storm they tried to silence. The reckoning wrapped in silk and scars. They don’t deserve peace. Not after what they did to me. I’ll make them feel it. The same agony, the same betrayal. No, worse. Double. And the Kensingtons? Oh, they won’t be spared either. Their blood's just as soaked in my suffering. I lived by their rules in my last life. In this one? They live by mine. And mercy? Yeah, I left that behind in the last timeline.

I took my last breath when his hatred for had reached it's peak. I chose to take my own life, when I could no longer bear the wait of his hatred When my ashes was handed to Leo, my mate, he smiled and patted it. He was pleased I had finally died. “Filthy thing. She should’ve died a death more painful than this,” he said as he tipped the urn sending it crashing to the ground. He believed I had killed his first love. Despite all our years together, he was waiting for this moment to get his revenge. The air carried my ashes as he stepped over them and walked away. But not long after he returned in regret begging to have me returned to him.

After being betrayed by her stepsister and cast out by the people she once called family, Olivia is banished from her pack, stripped of her title, her home, and her dignity. Now, she’s being forced into marriage with Ryan Blackwood, a cold, crippled billionaire who makes it clear he doesn’t want her and vows to make her life miserable. As if that isn’t enough, she’s lost her wolf… and gained weight she can’t explain. But fate has other plans. As buried secrets begin to surface and unexpected sparks ignite between them, Olivia finds herself caught between a dangerous past that refuses to die and a love she never saw coming. Now, torn between revenge, desire, and destiny, Olivia must decide where her heart and her future truly belong.

I go ice fishing with my husband, and we encounter a snowstorm and hailstorm. The mountainside villa has no sustenance and power, and he takes my down jacket to keep his former superior warm. I'm three months pregnant, and my daughter is having a high fever. However, he pushes us out of the villa to look for wild vegetables. Why? Because his former superior wants to eat them. He probably has no idea that I've come to this villa countless times to prepare his anniversary gift. Later, my daughter ends up mentally disabled from the high fever. I finally get my hands on proof of his under-the-table dealings with his former superior. I destroy him before he's promoted!