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On the night of my awakening, which was also my 18th birthday, my parents locked me in a silver cage in the basement while my foster sister Emma prepared for her ceremony upstairs. Then, the Blood Moon Eclipse struck, forcing every member of the pack to evacuate. Emma urged our parents to help. My heart warmed, and I thought they would come to save me. However, the only thing my father carried out was Emma’s stuffed wolf doll. They clutched Emma and fled for their lives, leaving me behind in the collapsing basement. When I crawled out of the ruins, they were already in the safehouse, celebrating Emma’s successful awakening as a White Wolf. Ten years later, I became the heir to Blackstone Consortium, controlling half of the werewolf world’s economy. When we met again, the former leader of the Silvermoon Pack knelt before me. “I've finally found you, my daughter.” My gaze was cold as I faced the stranger in front of me. “You’ve got the wrong person.”

Sa loob ng limang taon ng kasal, buong puso at kaluluwa na ibinigay ni Theariza Huston ang sarili upang maging karapat-dapat na asawa ng makapangyarihang si Alexander Huston. Tiniis niya ang malamig na tingin ng pamilya nito, ang mga bulong sa likod ng kanyang likod, at ang sakit ng paulit-ulit na tanong—“Bakit hanggang ngayon wala pa rin siyang anak?” Araw-araw niyang pinilit maging perpektong asawa. Nagdasal. Umiyak nang palihim. Umasa na balang araw ay muli siyang titingnan ng kanyang asawa tulad ng dati—na may pagmamahal. Ngunit habang lumilipas ang mga taon, unti-unting naging malamig ang lalaking minsang nangakong siya lamang ang mamahalin. Hanggang dumating ang araw na tuluyan siyang sinukuan. Sa utos ng pamilya Huston, napilitan siyang tanggapin ang isang surrogate mother—ang perpektong si Althea Montoya. Maganda. Elegante. At may kakayahang ibigay ang tagapagmanang hindi niya kayang ibigay. Ngunit ang babaeng iyon ang naging simula ng kanyang pinakamadilim na bangungot. Sa kanyang unang buhay, ninakaw sa kanya ang lahat—ang kanyang dignidad, ang kanyang asawa, at maging ang kanyang karapatan bilang legal na asawa. At sa huli, pinatay siya ng mismong mga taong pinili niyang mahalin at pagkatiwalaan. Ngunit hindi doon nagtapos ang kanyang kwento. Nagising siyang muli… sa nakaraan. Sa kanyang ikalawang buhay, sinubukan niyang baguhin ang kapalaran. Naging maingat siya. Lumayo. Nanahimik. Ngunit kahit anong gawin niya, tila nakatakda pa rin ang kanyang kamatayan. Muli siyang pinatay. Ngayon, sa kanyang ikatlong buhay, bumalik siya na may dalang galit, alaala, at katotohanan. Hindi na siya ang mahina at umiiyak na babae na umaasa sa pagmamahal ng isang lalaking hindi marunong magmahal. Sa pagkakataong ito, hindi na siya magmamakaawa. Gaganti siya. Makakamit nga ba niya ang paghihiganting matagal niyang inaasam? O ang kanyang ikatlong buhay ang magiging huling pagkakataon para sa isang pagmamahal na matagal na niyang inilibing?

In order to save my childhood friend, I was severely burned and became a horrifying, ugly creature. But she thought that I had stuck my nose into her business and ruined her relationship with her crush. After we got married, she mocked my face multiple times in front of others and even brought her crush back home while I was around. She hated me even on her day of death. She said that if she could return to the past, she would rather die in the fire and not have anything to do with me. When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the moment before the fire. This time, I chose to give them my blessing.

During the outdoor orientation boot camp, Wanda Lawson, the daughter of the richest tycoon, suddenly suffered from a heart attack. She collapsed to the ground and went through a seizure, her complexion bluish-gray. My boyfriend, Joseph Jensen, the drill instructor of the boot camp, overheard my pretentious roommate, Ella Ziegler, murmur, "She's usually fine, so why is she suddenly suffering from some sort of attack when it's time for the drills to start? She must be faking it in order to laze around!" Because of those assumptions, Joseph kicked the medication that Wanda managed to pull out of her pocket into the nearby river. "Get lost if you want to play dead! Don't drag us down with you!" I quickly dived into the river and scooped the medication out. Thanks to my efforts, Wanda's life was saved. Her father was enraged when he found out about the news and wanted to hold someone responsible. With tears streaking down my face, I begged Wanda to not expose Joseph. She nodded quietly to me. Joseph narrowly escaped the judgment. But Ella was expelled by the university right away for her malicious and provocative words. She even had a permanent stain of poor conduct marking her record. On the third day after Ella returned to her village, her family forced her to marry an older man who had remained single for far too long because of his violent temperament. Wanda's father was grateful to me for saving Wanda's life, so he listed me into the list of beneficiaries of his family's trust fund. The amount of money I received was second only to Wanda's portion. On the night news of Ella getting beaten to death by her husband got out, Joseph lovingly invited me to the place we first met so that we could go hiking. When I stood on the steep slope of the mountain, Joseph suddenly snatched the backpack filled with supplies, which included a life-saving whistle, from me. Then, he shoved me off the slope. "Why must you be such a busybody? If you never saved Wanda, she wouldn't have been able to testify against Ella because she'd have died! A murderer like you should just die!" Having broken my spine from the fall, I ended up dying at the foot of the mountain. After my death, not only Joseph got to receive the trust fund thanks to his relationship to me as my fiance, but he also began sponsoring low-income students by using Ella's namesake. That was how he reaped both wealth and reputation in one go. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day Wanda suffers from the heart attack.

"I don't do commitments, Sophie. Especially not with my best friend's sister." Isang gabi. Isang pagkakamali. What was meant to be a masked one-night escape turns into a lifetime secret when Sophie discovers her mystery lover is Jace Velez—the ruthless billionaire CEO and her brother’s best friend. She runs, carrying the child of a man who doesn’t believe in love. Five years later, Sophie is a struggling single mom to Xavi, surviving with the help of a mysterious benefactor known only as “LJV.” From lavish gifts to prepaid school fees, LJV has been their silent guardian. She never expected to cross paths with Jace again—until she’s forced to work at Velez Corp. Jace is still cold, commanding, and dangerously magnetic. He acts like he doesn’t remember her, but his eyes say otherwise. Every glance burns with possessiveness. Every order feels personal. And every message from LJV grows more invasive—knowing things no stranger should. As Sophie falls deeper into the web of secrets, she faces a terrifying truth: Jace isn’t just the Ice King. He might be LJV. But someone else claims that title too—someone watching her and Xavi from the shadows. Ngunit ang dalaga ay tila nahuhulog na sa “ninong” na nagsilbing ama ni Xavi sa mga panahong wala si Jace. Hindi pa man niya ito nakikita ay tila tanggap na ito ng kanyang pusong patuloy na inaangkin ng isang Velez. Sa mundo na ang pag-ibig ay isang laro, sino ang mas matimbang para kay Sophie — ang isang anino na tanggap ang buong pagkatao niya o ang lalaking may puwang parin sa puso niya?

He is the unchallenged Alpha of the Shadow pack. He crushes my hand, lets his true love drive me to the brink, and forces me to lick wolfsbane from my wounds in the punishment chamber, turning me into the pack's laughingstock. I am the Lunar pack's pawn in a political bonding. After enduring three years of humiliation and clutching enemy intelligence, I overturn his throne during the Moon Ceremony, making him watch helplessly as his beloved betrays him and his pack descends into chaos. Later, he backs down. He abdicates as Alpha and gets down on his knees at the pack's border every day, his voice hoarse from shouting, "I was wrong." I hold a blood-stained dagger, my gaze icy as I say, "Your regret is deadlier than wolfsbane and worth even less than my life." Our bonding is a calculated trap, and revenge is the move I am determined to play. Winning him back no longer matters. This time, I am not turning back. I want nothing but his endless remorse and the chance to break my chains and begin a new life.

In my previous life, my brother Elliot Quinn's close female friend, Ava Sutton, told him she wanted to camp on the mountaintop and watch the stars. Wanting privacy, he took all the bodyguards from home with him. Unexpectedly, the rival whom Elliot had once humiliated took the opportunity to break into the house seeking revenge. My pregnant sister-in-law fought to protect me with everything she had, while my three-year-old nephew got hurt badly trying to save me. I called Elliot over and over, begging him to come home. Knowing that the situation at home was urgent, he had no choice but to leave Ava Sutton behind and rush back. Elliot's rival was captured, but from the mountaintop came terrible news. Ava had vanished after sending her last message. "I know your sister and wife have been waiting for me to die. Well, they got what they wanted." Elliot coldly deleted the message and told me not to overthink it. Afterward, Dad punished him, and he lost control of the family business. But after the corporate gala, while I was in the backyard, Elliot killed me mercilessly. His face was cold and cruel as he said, "You're the one who made me come back. That's why Ava died. Go and make amends to her!" When I open my eyes again, the front gate of the villa echoes with the voice of Elliot's rival.

My husband lies to me about working late on Christmas Day. I know he wants to give me a surprise—I saw a jewelry set worth millions of dollars in his pocket. However, all I receive is the news of him pretending to be Santa Claus as he delivers a gift to his female secretary. She flaunts it on social media. "You're the most precious Christmas gift I've gotten." My husband changes the background photo on his social media to a photo of them together. I smile and like the post. Later, the secretary comes to me and smugly says she's pregnant. Meanwhile, I pull out a diagnosis report verifying that my husband is sterile. "Checkmate!" She visibly panics.

As the Mafia principessa, my dad banned men from my life growing up for my protection. However, when I turned twenty, my mom suddenly started arranging blind dates for me. “Please. Just go meet him.” “Mom, I’m only twenty. Am I supposed to get married already?” I didn’t understand her urgency. “I know, I know, but—” After hesitating for a long time, I finally said what was really bothering me. “The guy you introduced is almost fifty. He’s old enough to be my dad!” There was a pause on the other end of the line. Then my mom spoke carefully. “Well, actually… it’s possible he really is your father. I was young and foolish back then. More daddies, more options, right?” My silence must have been deafening because she hurried to backtrack. “Okay, okay. He is a little older, but he’s seriously handsome! A daddy among daddies. Incubus‑level hot!”

My husband, Gideon Huber, is a self-righteous hypocrite. He used my money to fund an impoverished student's education fees, forced me to donate my kidney to a homeless man, and even gave my newborn to a human trafficker. Now that I'm reborn, I finally found out why Gideon had done all those things to me in my past life. Apparently, he was bound to the virtue system in my past life. This time, the system has chosen me as its host. Well then, Gideon, please enjoy the feats of "justice" I shall perform on you!