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They buried her with lies... They mourned her with guilt... But Alira was never truly gone. When Alira discovers the affair between her sister and her husband,the man she once built her entire world around..confrontation turns to tragedy. Her life is stolen in a single, cruel moment but fate gives her what death denied: a second chance. Reborn in the past, before she ever said yes to his proposal, before she gave him her loyalty, her love... her power, Alira is no longer the devoted wife... She's the architect of vengeance. With every calculated step, she weaves a web of betrayal, seduction, and secrets. This time, she'll wear the dress not of a bride, but of a widow-to-be. And when the final match is lit, no one will be safe from the fire she’s come to unleash. In the ashes of the life they stole, she will build a funeral of flames.

Before Amy Wilson caught her fiancé in bed, she thought she was in happiness. Her father was the richest businessman in the whole of New York City, she is the apple of her father's eyes, and he loved her a lot. But everything changed when that thing happened. Four years later, she is back as Teresa Martins, the lady who has made a name for herself in Just a short while, and she is back with a husband, the ruthless Damian Martins, and they are ready to destroy the people who wanted her dead. Will she be able to get back at the people who wanted her dead, or it will be the other way round?.

The silver blade sliced across my throat, and I collapsed in a spreading pool of blood. I called Ethan ninety-nine times. My brother ignored every single call, but on the ninety-ninth try, he finally picked up. “What now?” Irritation dripped from every word. “Haven’t you caused enough trouble already? I’m in the middle of planning Lyra’s coming-of-age ceremony, and if you don’t show up, I’ll make you regret it.” “Ethan, please—help me—” My voice came out broken and ragged. He hung up. I tried reaching through our blood bond, desperate for him to feel something—anything at all—but he’d severed that connection two years ago. My phone battery was dying, and I watched the last bar flicker before the screen went black. I stopped struggling. The silver blade pierced my heart, and my wolf let out one final whimper before she died with me. Days later, the patrol found a body. The face was destroyed beyond recognition, torn apart and mangled. But Ethan still recognized the scar on the wrist—the one he’d sworn he would never forget.By then, it was too late.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

I don't inform Hunter Nabb when I'm bitten by a rabid dog in the late stages of my pregnancy. Instead, I call the police. Why? Because he got into an accident when he hurried to me in my past life. It killed his junior. He was depressed for a day but quickly bounced back. He cared for me until I recovered. I thought the rumors of amorosity between him and his junior was just a figment of my imagination. However, the day I gave birth, he locked me in a cage, allowing a rabid dog to attack me and the baby. He looked down at me imperiously, his tone cold and ruthless. "You can trick everyone, but not me. Would a dog have bitten you if you hadn't provoked it? Do you know you killed Willow with your dirty tricks? She was pregnant with my child when she died!" When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to when the rabid dog bites me.

Heartbroken a few days before Christmas, Ariana Blake flees into the snowy woods after discovering her boyfriend’s betrayal only to be attacked by a rogue werewolf. Luckily for her, she's rescued by Kai Torrence, the ruthless Alpha of the Oak Claws pack and a billionaire CEO whose touch awakens a glowing mate mark on her skin, binding her to him by ancient prophecy. A year later, with a fragile engagement and her company at the brink of ruin, Ariana is forced to seek a partnership with the man she swore to forget: Kai. The magnetic pull between them rekindles: dangerous, consuming, and impossible to resist. As rogue forces hunt them and a supernatural war looms, Ariana must choose: The safe life she rebuilt or the wild destiny and fierce yearning for her. Can a human woman and a werewolf Alpha defy fate, enemies, and their scarred hearts to claim a future under the crescent moon?

Amara was raised to be a perfect bride, a perfect Luna for a man she's never met, until her fiance's enemy steals her from her convoy's wreckage. Their Alpha is intoxicating—all sharp edges and burning eyes that see straight through her every facade. When the mate bond ignites between them, it sets fire to everything she was taught to be. His touch is electric, addictive, making her crave things no proper lady should want. With eyes that promise damnation and hands that deliver salvation, every brush of his fingers rewrites Amara's understanding of desire and corrupts her 'pure' upbringing. But her sinfully attractive mate harbors deadly secrets—ones that could destroy everything, including her. As she falls deeper into her captor's intoxicating darkness, Amara must choose: the safe life she was promised, or the dangerous man whose touch might mean her end. Still, not everything is as it seems. Not when the Bloodmoon is upon them.

My sister, Laura Ward, died the year we were ten, the year we snuck out of school to play. From that day forward, my mother’s grief turned into a burning hatred for me, convinced that I was the reason my sister was gone. She treated me like a servant, like an unwanted burden, and filled the void by adopting a perfect, obedient daughter to replace my sister. She took everything from me without a second thought — my rights, my freedom, my very existence — and even demanded that I give up a kidney for her precious adopted girl. Alright, Mother, if you want a life, I’ll give you mine! But it was only when my body lay cold, my breath long gone, that she finally turned and looked at me.

On my birthday, my adopted sister, Sophia Norris, frames me for soiling her dress and causing her to not be able to attend the banquet. My older brothers, Gerald and Gary Moore, immediately demand that I give my gown to Sophia. Otherwise, they will cancel the birthday banquet. Furious, I point at them while screaming, "I didn't ruin her dress at all! She was the one who splashed red wine onto it! "Also, I will never give my gown to her! My best friend designed it for me!" As soon as my words fall, Gerald commands the bodyguards to tear the gown from my body. At the same time, Gary picks up a wine glass and dumps red wine onto my face. "It's bad enough that you constantly bully Sophia! Today, her crush, Zachary Green, will be attending the banquet too! Do you have any idea how long she has prepared for this day to come?" Gerald adds, "A vile woman like you doesn't have the right to be born, let alone celebrate your birthday!" After that, a few bodyguards drag me into the basement. Immediately, pitch-black darkness swallows me. I have severe asthma. Breathing becomes insanely difficult for me as seconds tick by. I keep screaming loudly and calling for help, but all I hear is laughter coming from the banquet upstairs. It isn't until the banquet is well underway that Gerald and Gary remember that I exist. But I've already died in the cramped basement.

Gadis itu masih terbaring dengan posisi yang sama, yang berbeda hanyalah kelembapan di bawah matanya. Rino menyentuhnya dan mengelapnya dengan tisu. “Tak apa jika kau ingin seperti ini, aku akan tetap menemanimu. Tenang saja, Lucy. Sampai kapanpun, bahkan ketika misiku telah usai. Aku masih belum yakin, ada apa denganku. Tetapi aku akan berada di sini, ya, di sisimu, menyiapkan bahuku jika kau perlu.” “Sebenarnya aku tidak yakin juga akan hal itu, tetapi, ya ..., lupakanlah,” ia berkata. Tangannya meraih kursi yang ada di samping meja lampu. Ia pikir mungkin akan mengobrol dengan raga gadis yang kosong ini sesaat. “Sangat langka momen seperti ini, momen di mana kau, Lucy, bisa menerima semua yang kukatakan. Bukan berarti aku senang kau seperti ini. Ini sangat susah untuk diceritakan, tetapi aku akan memberitahumu.” “Separuh dirimu adalah diriku, dan separuhnya lagi adalah dirinya. Dan takdirmu sangat tidak bisa diterima bagimu, itu dapat dilihat dari keadaanmu saat ini. Misiku adalah mengawasimu sebagai musuh, tetapi aku malah mengawasimu sebagai orang terdekatmu. Kau mengerti maksudku, bukan?”

Everyone is envious of me for having someone like Dominic Cruz, who's love-brained, as a husband-to-be. He's rich, handsome, and highly educated. I smile without saying anything, but I nod happily. However, on the day I'm misdiagnosed, he goes missing. He's so engrossed in his secret lover that he forgets all about me. So, I jilt him before he can do it to me. I turn him into the city's laughingstock. Later, I hear that he drinks the bar dry every night. He scours Marina City but fails to find his missing bride.