Novel & Cerita Why Are We Born To Die

Reborn after a tragic death, billionaire heiress Vivienne rejects the chauffeur’s leech of a son to reclaim her throne. With a secret alpha CEO by her side, she executes a cold, cinematic revenge.

When I was four months pregnant, my fiance, who was a doctor, left me hanging when we were supposed to get married. This was not the first time; this was the sixteenth time. The first time, his nurse fainted at the sight of blood during an operation, and I waited for him for an entire day at the city hall. The second time, his nurse called, and he left me behind on a viaduct to buy daily necessities for her. Whenever we were about to get married, his nurse would call him for all sorts of problems. The final time was when he told me he was sick. Despite the rain, I rushed to the hospital, only to find that it was his nurse who was sick. He stayed by her side to care for her while he lied to me without batting an eye. At that moment, I began to hate him. I aborted our baby and left. But he chased after me and even traveled out of the country just to apologize.

He left her unknowingly pregnant to Join the Army. 7years later He returns as her Bodyguard. She is in an Unhappy Marriage, used as a bargaining chip for her Tyrant Father. As an undercover for the Military, Andrew has a Job to do. keep Claire Safe and Protect old flames from flaring are his priorities.

Astrid Graves died loving the wrong man. She built the Riftclaw Pack beside Anthony, trusted him and defended him, loved him and gave him everything. Then she found out the truth. The mate bond was fake and the child she raised was never hers. When she stopped being useful, he allowed her to die in the hands of monsters while watching from his tower. Reborn weeks before her death, Astrid remembers everything. This time, she won’t beg for love. She won’t forgive. Anthony thinks she still belongs to him. He has no idea she’s already planning his downfall. And when the vicious Alpha King, Davian Thornevale, offers her a cold political marriage to reclaim her stolen birthright? Astrid doesn’t believe in fate anymore. But she’ll use every weapon she has, including a king who wants nothing to do with love to burn her enemies to the ground. The

The daughter of my father's first love suffered from heatstroke because she was left in the car, so he tied me up in a fit of anger and locked me in the car boot. He looked at me with utter disgust and said, "I don't have a vicious daughter like you. Stay here and reflect on yourself." I begged him, apologized to him, and pleaded for him to let me out, but all I got in return was his ruthless order. "Unless she dies, no one is allowed to let her out." The car was parked in the garage. No one could hear me no matter how much I screamed for help. Seven days later, he finally remembered me and decided to let me out. However, he had no idea that I had already died in that trunk and could never wake up again.

I was just a married woman trying to survive my husband’s debts. But when I took the job as a maid for three powerful, controlling, dominant men. I walked into something far darker than dusty shelves and dishes in the sink. They don’t just want their floors spotless. No, they want me bound and bent over on their bed. They say I’m too pretty to be stuck with a loser and too sweet for plain sex and too soft to resist them. And they’ll stop at nothing until they ruin my marriage, break me open and make me theirs. Even if it means dragging me into a world where dominance is law, and obedience is survival.

My mother had a rare disease. After months of dead ends, I found one person in the country who could treat her. She told me there was a price. She said she needed a husband. I agreed. For my mother, I agreed. For six years I was her ATM. I bought her the bags. I bought her the watches. It got worse. She used my money to keep a kept man. She brought him into our bed. The day my mother had her last surgery, she walked out of the operating room halfway through to go celebrate her lover's birthday. The moment they pronounced my mother dead, I decided there and then, she was paying for that with her life.

Mom and Aunt Denise Taylor fell off the balcony in the midst of their heated argument. Dad rushed in just as they hit the ground, each with a broken arm. Without hesitation, he left Mom behind and hurriedly took Denise to the hospital instead. Later, Mom filed for divorce. Dad's face twisted in anger as he yelled, "Enough, Nicole! So what if you broke an arm and can't hold a scalpel anymore? What's the big deal? Dee is a genius designer. If she had lost her hand, her life would've been over! Of course, I had to save her first!" Watching all this in my ghostly state, I couldn't help but laugh. Did Dad really think that Mom had only lost the use of her hand? Mom didn't just lose her hand. She lost me. After all, I had severe heart failure, and the only person who could perform the life-saving surgery was Mom, the medical master herself. But none of that matters now, because I'm already gone.

When Joy Staton, my adoptive sister, fainted in the freezer on her birthday, William Staton, my brother, checked on the security footage in rage. The moment he saw that I was the one who took Joy into the freezer, he kicked me inside without hesitation. Before shutting the door, he stared at me in disgust. “You’ve been pushing your luck a lot these days, huh? If I’d been a second too late, Joy would’ve died!” I wanted to defend myself, but William refused to listen and slammed the door shut. I heard him talking to the bodyguards outside. “If she doesn’t apologize, don’t let her out!” But he did not know that Joy had set the freezer to –58 °F. I did not even have the strength to complain about the freezer being cold. William did not know that the sister he once loved dearly had stopped breathing in the freezer. He had killed his only blood relative left in the world.

Madison Phil gave everything to the Crescent Pack- her loyalty, her dreams, her body, and even her dignity all for the Alpha she believed was her destined mate. But fate had other plans. Behind closed doors, Alpha Fernando Harris treats her like nothing more than a burden. In public, he plays the loving husband. In private, he breaks her spirit piece by piece. The final blow comes when Madison discovers him in bed with his Gamma, Emma and worse, her four-year-old son calling the other woman “mother.” Shattered and humiliated, Madison run straight into an accident that changes her life forever. Rescued by the powerful and ruthless Alpha Damian Dark of the Shadow Fang Pack, Madison is given something she has never known before protection, respect, and a second chance. Damian is dangerous, scarred by betrayal, and sworn never to love again. But the fragile woman he saved is not as weak as she seems. As Madison rebuilds herself in the human world through Damian’s powerful tech empire, she transforms from a broken Luna into a force no one saw coming. Yet her heart remains tied to the son she left behind, a child now trapped in a pack ruled by greed and manipulation. When secrets about Damian’s past unravel and enemies rise from within the werewolf council, Madison must return to Crescent Pack not as a victim, but as a woman reborn. This time, she will not beg. She will not endure. She will fight. In a world of betrayal, power, and forbidden love, can a broken Luna reclaim her son, her strength, and a mate who truly chooses her? Or will the past drag her back into the darkness she barely escaped?