What Chapter Does Invincible Fight Conquest

Reborn as the long-lost Rogers heir, missing for fifteen years, I avoided every chance to bond with my two brothers in this family. When they tossed me Vivi’s discarded, ill-fitting gown for the family gala, I smiled and put it on. When they sent Vivi to get an elite education while ordering me to scrub the utility room, I picked up the mop without a word. When they let Vivi chase love and dumped her rejected suitor on me, I didn’t fight. I accepted her leftovers with a calm nod. This was all because in my past life, I had spent my entire life desperate for my brothers' approval, only to end up despised by everyone for it. When I died in the crossfire of a gangland shootout, my own son pushed my body away in disgust. "Mom, did you really waste your whole life on such a petty fight with Aunt Vivi? Dying for the family would have been a more dignified end. At least then you wouldn't have disgraced our name." I left this world filled with resentment, only to open my eyes and find myself back at the moment I first set foot in the Rogers estate. This time, I'm done fighting. The power, the name, the honor. I'm letting them have it all. I’ve already been accepted into a closed-door medical project. Soon they will never see me again.

She was his fated mate-until he cast her aside. Marked by rejection and left to pick up the shattered pieces of her heart, she swore she would never let herself be broken again. But fate is relentless, and when a second chance mate steps into her path, she faces a choice: risk her heart once more or guard it behind the walls she built to survive. Yet love is not the only battle she must fight. The rogues are rising, their threat creeping closer like a storm on the horizon. War is inevitable, and with it comes the ghosts of the past-secrets buried, betrayals unmasked, and a reckoning that could tear everything apart. As the lines between love and loyalty blur, she must find the strength to face her enemies and herself. Will she embrace the future waiting for her, or will the scars of the past hold her back when it matters most? The heart can heal, but only if she dares to let it.

A man who never learned how to heal.A woman who knows the taste of loss all too well.And a year that will change them both forever.Lennox Graves is the king of the ring-on the outside. But inside, he's in ruins. His past has broken more than just his body-it's shattered his soul. He has one rule: don't touch me. Not with words, not with hands, not with hearts.Dr. Sloane Quinn doesn't do drama. As a sports physician, she approaches her work with precision and emotional detachment-until she's handed the impossible: she must save Lennox Graves's body, his career... and his trust.Two worlds collide. Control and chaos. Discipline and instinct. Ice and fire.And when pain is finally given a voice, the most dangerous thing happens: someone gets too close.This isn't just healing. This is war.But in every war, there comes a moment when survival is no longer the goal.

After six years by Archie Valez’s side, everything changed when his uncle died—and Archie took over the family legacy… and with it, the responsibility of caring for his “young” aunt, Betty Cruz, whose age was practically the same as Archie’s. Still, whatever Betty wanted, Archie delivered. I just never thought it would include a baby. Betty said she wanted a baby with the Valez bloodline. And with the uncle gone, Archie was the only one left to do the job. So he gave her that, too. “Just wait a little longer,” he would say to me, “Sabrina. As soon as she’s pregnant.” What started as once a month turned into once a week… Then it became a nightly routine. Of almost eight months that we lived in New York, Archie went to Betty over a hundred times. And she finally got pregnant. Shortly after, the Valez family announced that Archie would be marrying Betty. “Mommy,” my daughter asked softly, climbing onto the couch beside me. Elly—our Elly. My Elly. The daughter Archie never had time for. “Is someone getting married?” I held her close and kissed her hair. “Yes, sweetheart. Daddy’s finally marrying the love of his life.” Elly blinked at the screen. “But what about us?” I smiled. “We’re going home, baby,” I whispered in her ear. Archie forgot that I was Sabrina Marcellus. And the Marcellus women didn’t beg for rings. And certainly not love after betrayal.

She had her whole junior year mapped out. Volleyball. Late nights with her friends. Maybe telling her brother's best friend the thing she's been not-saying for two years. Then her left leg started hurting and a Tuesday trip to the ER rewrote everything. Sloane Deshazo, sixteen, has spent her whole life being easy to love. No drama, no needs, no complications. Ewing Sarcoma, stage 2, doesn't care about any of that. And neither, it turns out, does Chandler Pavelka, who keeps showing up without being asked, in yesterday's jeans and an inside-out hoodie, like staying is the most obvious thing in the world. Sloane knows how to fight. She's learning, slower, how to let someone stay. But remission isn't guaranteed, and some days the scariest thing isn't the diagnosis. It's wanting something this much.

I’m the Vettori family princess. The only one. It was our fifth anniversary. A big dinner party at the estate. A waiter spilled red wine on my husband Marco, heir to the Rossi family. My best friend, Sofia, slapped the waiter. Hard. Then she was all over Marco, helping him out of his jacket. Her hand lingered on his waist. A second too long. I just stood there, watching. Sofia saw me. "I was just closer, that's all. Helping him clean up. Don't overthink it." I just smiled. Grabbed my glass. I went to make the rounds with the old dons from the other families. I would finish this night with my head held high. Later that night, Marco crawled into my bed, stinking of booze. His hands were on my waist. He wanted sex. I pushed him off. "The alliance is over," I said, my voice dead. "We're finished." Marco sobered up fast. His face went cold. "I'm trying to apologize here. You're divorcing me because Sofia helped me with my jacket?" I laughed. He didn’t get it. Not until I threw the proof of his betrayal in his face. Not until I cut him off from my family. Then he was on his knees, crying, begging me to forgive him.

“I reject you.” Those three words should have ended Eiren’s life. Publicly rejected by his fated mate and declared defective by pack law, Eiren is dragged into the darkness to await execution. In a world where omegas are only valued when they are chosen, being unwanted is a death sentence. Broken, scentless, and abandoned, Eiren prepares to die alone in chains. But fate is not finished with him. In the shadows of the pack’s prison, a second bond ignites,violent, forbidden, and impossible. Kael Vorthran, the pack’s feared executioner, claims Eiren without permission, without mercy, and without regret. He does not ask. He does not hesitate. And once he marks Eiren as his, the entire pack becomes his enemy. Protected by the most dangerous alpha alive, Eiren is pulled into a bond that is too strong, too fast, and slowly kills him. As the pack plots his death and ancient laws close in, Kael is forced to choose between power and love, duty and defiance. Because this time, fate didn’t give him a perfect omega. It gave him someone worth burning the world for.

Little Jean contracted AIDS from a human woman. What's worse? She gave it to him intentionally. As if that wasn't enough, she reintroduced herself in my mate's life as his new love. Logan loved her to bits because she was young and talented. He didn't care if she was human. It has been hell ever since. I have been secretly been bullied by Leah, the human girl, since she won Logan's heart. While I endured all the bullying in hopes of winning hearts, no one wanted to treat my son, the future heir of the Waterstone pack. It was a shame. But I will be leaving everything behind to start anew. I was born a healer, never got the chance to blossom. And I shall...with all my determination. Because I have to treat my sick son. (THIS IS PURELY FICTIONAL. I DID NOT FIND THE CURE FOR AIDS GUYS, PLEASE DON'T COME FOR ME)

I am the wife of Anthony Caster, don of the mafia family in New York. When I was nine months pregnant, he brought a woman named Evelyn Graves into the manor, claiming she’d saved his life. That was the day my nightmare began. She put something in my food. Next thing I knew, I was doubled over in pain. And she had the nerve to blame it on me—said I was being reckless with what I ate. She lost her footing and fell down the stairs, but she told everyone I was the one who shoved her. Every day, she’d cry in front of Anthony about how saving him had left her wounded and unable to bear children, how seeing a pregnant woman broke her heart. But the moment she turned to me, the tears were gone, replaced by a cold smile. “As long as I’m here,” she whispered, “your babies will never be born.” Anthony was convinced I was jealous of her. He locked me away in the abandoned attic of the manor and said, “Reflect on your actions and stop bullying Evelyn.” On the first day they shut me in, the contractions began. I screamed, I begged, I banged on the door. The butler heard me and went to inform Anthony. He said, “Amelia, your due date is three days away. Stop putting on an act. Three days in a snowstorm and you came out fine. This? You can handle this.” On the second day, my water broke. I screamed at the top of my lungs, my fingernails digging into the cracks of the wall, blood spilling all over the floor. The butler went to Anthony again. Evelyn said, “Anthony, she’s making all that noise because she wants you to feel sorry for her and let her out. If you give in now, she’ll only grow more reckless later.” He believed her. On the third day, I stopped screaming. Anthony thought I had finally learned my lesson, unaware that I had already died from the difficult labor. When he finally opened that door, all he would find was my rotting, putrid body.

Do you once imagine a place where there's a high paying job but cheap prices of supplies and low bills of rent, water and electricity? Kilala ang Sitio De Villasarza dahil dito. Maraming tao ang lumipat dito dahil naniniwala silang sa hirap ng buhay ngayon ay malaking tulong sa kanila ang Sitio. There's a lot of advantages that their family can get. But what if this place has a hidden goal and this benefit is just a plain plan to lure people inside? Tatlong babae na sina Yuki, Deiji at Michelle ay naninirahan sa isang girl's dormitory sa loob ng Sitio De Villasarza kasama ang kambal ni Michelle na si Michael. The four of them face a different and strange experience inside the Sitio De Villasarza and they soon meet Glenn, classmate of Michael who offered them help and protection. Maraming tao at grupo silang nakasalamuha at nakilala na naging advantage nila upang protektahan ang isa't isa ngunit hindi mapigilan ang mga pangyayaring nababawasan sila. Can they still be alive or they will be dead before help arrives?