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They say seven is the number of perfection. For Luna Seraphine, it was the number that ended her silence. Six times, she tore the divorce papers apart, choosing love over pride, endurance over dignity, surrendering to the cruel demands of the mate who never cherished her. The seventh time, she signed her name without trembling. Alpha Ravyn panicked. His mistress, Daisy, the daughter of Seraphine’s former nanny, laughed it off. She’s only throwing a tantrum, they said. She’ll crawl back. They were wrong. The truth shattered what little remained of her heart: the child she had loved and raised for six years was never hers. That revelation became her breaking point. This time, Luna Seraphine walked away without looking back. As her power rose, so did Ravyn’s regret. The Alpha who once discarded her now slept outside her door, desperate for a single glance. But the woman who opened that door was no longer the Luna he broke. Cold, untouchable, unforgiving. Ravyn fell to his knees, begging for her hand, only to realize he was no longer the only one. Men of influence and power now competed for her attention because Luna Seraphine was no longer just a Luna. She was a world-renowned business mogul, a shadowed philanthropist. The most sought-after surgeon of her time, and a cyber genius. Then, a powerful, cold Alpha, one infamous for hating women, just shook the entire werewolf world and the North American billionaire elite, the Sovereign Circle, with a single tweet. “Sera is mine. I’ll pluck out the eyes of anyone who dares to look at her.” The internet exploded. The pack world went silent, and Ravyn… lost his mind. But the real question is this, will he dare challenge the richest, most powerful Alpha in the world… for the ex-wife he let go?

Framed for poisoning Lila (her sister) at the full-moon feast, Elena lost everything in one night. Her name, her pack, her future. The Shadowpine alphas sentenced her to death by exile. They chained her and shipped her north as tribute to the Blackthorn brothers; three feral lycan kings whose wolves had already started turning rogue. Darius, Kane, and Rylan Blackthorn rule the Frostfang territories with blood on their hands. Twenty years ago their father raped a witch’s daughter. The curse that followed branded the brothers: without a true fated mate their wolves would drive them mad in six months and force them to slaughter every living thing in the North. Elena is that mate. The second she steps into their hall the bond snaps tight. They knot her that same night, hard and without mercy, because the curse leaves them no choice. What starts as captivity turns into something darker. Elena carries latent alpha blood her pack hid from her. The bond wakes it. She learns to shift just enough to command their wolves when they lose control. She learns to want the violence they offer. She stops fighting the heat and starts using it. She walks back into Shadowpine with the brothers at her back and slits her father’s throat herself. ============================ The witch returns demanding Elena’s firstborn as payment. Pregnancy nearly kills her. Rival packs smell weakness and march north. Through it all the three alphas stay possessive, brutal, and unapologetic. They never soften into safe men. Elena never asks them to. She chooses them because they are the only ones strong enough to stand beside the queen she becomes. Knotted by the Three Feral Alphas is dark reverse-harem lycan romance that stays dark. No redemption arcs that erase the teeth. Just one woman who rises from chained prisoner to ruler of the frozen North while three cursed kings knot her, fight for her, and burn the world that tried to break her. WARNING!! MATURE AND 18+ CONTENT! THIS BOOK CONTAINS BRAVE NUDITY AND VOILENCE! VIEWER DESCRIPTION IS ADVISED!!! This book contains mature and potentially distressing scenes which are intended for adult readers only. It is not suitable for person under the age of 18. You will come across depictions of Graphic sexual content, Knotting, psychological manipulation and emotional abuse, grief, trauma and PTSD. Power imbalance and captivity, Domestic abuse These scenes are intentionally created and are necessary to the characters' journeys.

Synopsis. Two Brothers. Two Lycan Princes. One dragon Princess. One brother holds her like she's breakable. The other fucks her like she is not. They have the same face. And She has no idea which one she's falling for. ** Tilly Ann Winchester was supposed to hate Chase Dubois at first sight. He was the "Whore of Troita." A rake. A demon spawn who made her ladies' maids lick his boots when they were ten. She's hated him for eight years. She's good at hating him. Then the engagement is announced. And Chase arrives at her castle. But he's not what she remembers. Some days he's in a wheelchair—quiet, hollow, exhausted. He holds her during panic attacks. He calls her Love. He makes her believe in tenderness. Other days he's on his feet—cocky, hungry, devastating. He pins her against walls, finger-fucks her in storerooms, makes her scream his name where anyone could hear. She tells herself she hates both versions of him. But her body doesn't care. Her heart doesn't care. And when she discovers she's pregnant—with twins—the truth finally shatters everything. There are two of them. Identical twins. One broken, one cruel. One who loves her quietly, one who burns for her loudly. And both have been lying to her face since the day they met. Now Tilly must decide: Which brother stole her heart? And which one will she choose to keep? Because the man she's falling for isn't her fiancé. He's the one who was never supposed to touch her at all. --- This is a steamy, twist-filled romantasy for readers who love enemies to lovers, mistaken identity, and falling for the wrong twin.

Jemina Ellengarde should have been living a fairytale. She was beautiful, noble, and married to the most powerful man in the empire—the cold and untouchable Duke Noctellis Ellengarde, the hero revered across the continent. People envied her. They whispered that the duke loved her so deeply he kept her hidden from society itself. The truth was far less romantic. After years of mistaking indifference for devotion, Jemina finally realizes something devastating: Her husband never truly loved her at all. She runs away into the most dangerous place in the empire: The Null Forest. But surviving the Null Forest is only the beginning. What starts as a desperate escape slowly becomes something far bigger than Jemina ever intended. A hidden lodge in the trees. A sanctuary for women with nowhere else to go. A growing family made up of lamias, monsters, mercenaries, emotionally troubled girls, and one increasingly overworked duchess who somehow became responsible for all of them. Now Jemina must learn how to survive deadly creatures, protect the people under her care, and manage the absolute chaos of life inside the Null Forest— All while her dangerously complicated husband slowly makes his way into the very forest she ran to escape.

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"Honesty and politics don’t belong in the same sentence," they say. Celine Yue, a kind-hearted social worker, stepped into politics to help more people. But what she didn’t know… was that her own party would be the one to end her life. After her death, she wakes up in another world as Cyrina Vaeloria, the Elf Princess—right on the day of her arranged marriage to Lucian Aetherion, the cold, mysterious Human Prince and strongest mage alive. A political union to keep two powerful races from tearing each other apart. But this so-called alliance is just a mask. She despises the way other races are trampled beneath noble boots. Cyrina refuses to be a pretty puppet. She dreams of building a new kingdom—where races aren’t divided by power, bloodlines, or magic. To do that, she’ll need power of her own. And lucky her... she just married the most dangerous man in existence. With sharp wit and stubborn grace, Cyrina slowly bends her cold husband to her will— She toys with the ruthless Archmage, tames the untamable… and drags him into a revolution wrapped in royal silk. After all, if you marry the strongest mage alive… you might as well make him yours. ***** excerpt~ Lucian’s voice is like a blade, low and sharp. “Do you even understand what you said in the royal assembly?” Cyrina lifts her chin, unbothered. “I understand perfectly. I said I’ll build a new kingdom—where every race can live together.” His eyes darken. “You don’t know what you’ve sparked. That speech—” he steps closer, “—could ignite a war. You’re underground now, Cyrina. Buried beneath politics you don’t even see coming.” She spins on her heel and waves dismissively. “Ugh. Kaelen Blackthorn, your master is giving me a migraine. Get me out of this castle before I set it on fire.” Kaelen gives a slow, exaggerated bow. “As you wish, my lady.” He takes her hand like the perfect gentleman and leads her toward the door— But Lucian’s voice booms behind them. “Kaelen. Don’t forget who your master is.” Kaelen pauses. Glances back. “I remember, my lord. But as per your standing order… I obey only my lady’s command.” A smirk tugs at his mouth. “Even if it means going against you.” **** Per Golden Ticket = 2 extra chapters

Su Wanyan read a novel that a friend recommended to her, saying how she'll have a love-hate relationship with it. However, what she didn't expect was that she's going to get transmigrated there—as the Alpha cannon fodder, no less! Armed with her knowledge in the novel, she decided to live a salted fish life and stay far, far away from the main plot. However, due to circumstances, she kept getting pulled right in! “While Moonlight (FL), if you keep this up, I'll be thrown in the gutters!” _-_-_-_-_-_-_ Hello! This is my first work, so please bear with me. Oh and this isn't a translated work, I just used Chinese names and settings as those are what I often read, so I thought, “Hey, why not?“ Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this! {Oh and the cover photo is AI generated, if you aren't comfortable with that, then it's up to you whether you still want to read this. Have a nice day!} _-_-_-_-_-_- So, if you read my previous work, this is seriously my first work. Lol, I thought why not bring this thing here? So, here I am.

After waking from a bizarre dream, Suzy Kale discovers a horrifying truth—she’s transmigrated into an apocalyptic novel. And not as the heroine. She’s nothing more than a disposable side character destined to die after being betrayed by her own half-sister. With only three months left before the world descends into chaos, Suzy is determined to rewrite her fate this time around. She awakens her spatial ability ahead of schedule, stockpiles billions’ worth of survival supplies, and builds an impregnable safehouse to survive the coming disasters. Everything is going according to plan… Until she’s suddenly bound to a bizarre system known as the "Handsome Men Collection Guide." [Bind a qualified target to receive rewards.] [Close contact with targets increases your strength.] “…So this system basically wants me to flirt my way through the apocalypse?!” At first, she only approaches these men for the rewards and power boosts. But before long, the way they look at her starts becoming increasingly dangerous. "Wait a second... I only wanted the freebies. I never meant to make all of them fall for me!"

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer—an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general who brought down her family. But fate doesn't follow orders. Just as Lara was about to execute her long-planned mission, everything spiraled out of control. A military convoy intercepted her escape route—escorting none other than the general himself. And then came the moment that changed everything. A blinding crash. Screeching tires. Her body was thrown like a ragdoll, then darkness. She had a fleeting recollection of another world, another lifetime where kings ruled the land with an iron fist. But she woke up, and twelve long months had passed.  She did not know where she was or who she was. She remembered nothing. They told her different names. A child with trembling hope whispered, “Mommy, your name is Moira Torres.” Her doctor insisted, “Your admission slip says Larissa Reyes.” A hardened general leaned close and commanded, “Remember who you are. Remember your mission.” Then another general—dangerously calm, incredibly familiar—looked at her as if she mattered and asked, “Can I call you Lara?” The name unlocked something buried deep in her soul. Lara Norse Kromwel. Daughter of General Odin Norse. Empress of the First Empire. But the man who watched her most closely dismissed it with cold certainty. “This is the 21st century,” he said. “What nonsense are you spouting? What Empress? You are my woman. You can only be mine!"

Family is a luxury not everyone can afford. Adelyn learned that the day Clara returned to the Scott family —and she quietly stopped belonging. No one abused her. No one hurt her openly. But the love that was once hers alone became divided. The attention that once chose her … became something she had to borrow. And whenever something precious stood between her and Clara —Adelyn was the one asked to let go. Not once. Not twice. But every single time. Her dreams. Her choices. Her place in the family. Her heart didn’t break in a single moment —it wore down slowly … until nothing remained worth fighting for. So, she erased herself from their world. Not in anger. Not in revenge. But to save what little of herself was left. ————— Seven years later, Adelyn returned. Not for the Scott family. Not for their love. She came back for the dreams she was once forced to abandon —and this time, nothing would be taken from her. No compromises. No sacrifices. Only her life. Her rules. She breathed in freedom. “No family…no shackles.” But just then— Two small arms wrapped around her legs. She stiffened. Looking down, she met a pair of familiar doe eyes staring up at her with unwavering trust. “Mama … Eira waited long for you. Don’t leave again.” …Mama? Before she could understand or react, a tall shadow fell over them. A man stood there —gaze sharp, cold, claiming —looking at her like she had belonged to him. “You dared to show up again?” Adelyn felt clueless. She would have asked him what he meant, however — Before she could speak — the ground vanished beneath her feet. A powerful arm lifted her effortlessly. “Since you dared …” his voice dropped —low, restrained, dangerous. “Don’t think of escaping again.

Amara Piers is living the dream everyone double-taps on Instagram. For ten years, Sebastian Creed hasn’t just been her husband; he’s been her entire world. As the charismatic CEO of a global empire, Sebastian is the man who has everything, yet he acts as if Amara is his only prize. The handwritten morning notes, the spontaneous anniversary trips to Paris, the way he looks at her as if she’s the only woman in the room—it was the "perfect" marriage. Or so she thought. The facade doesn’t crack; it shatters. On a mundane Thursday morning, a stranger delivers a sentence that turns Amara’s fairy tale into a psychological horror story: “Ma’am, I’m sorry... but your marriage certificate and your child’s adoption papers are both fake.” In one heartbeat, Amara realizes she isn’t a wife, and she might not legally be a mother. The man she worshipped hasn’t just been keeping secrets; he’s been orchestrating a decade-long performance. As the walls of her high-end life close in, Amara must face a terrifying reality: Sebastian Creed didn't marry her because he loved her. He "captured" her. Now, the woman who was once his greatest treasure is becoming his greatest threat. To reclaim her life and walk away from her husband's child, Amara must disappear from a man who has the resources to find anyone, anywhere. But how do you run from a man who knows your every thought before you even think it? She was the woman he claimed to love. Now, she’s the one woman he can’t be allowed to keep.

After dying in the apocalypse, betrayed by her boyfriend and best friend, Roanna “Rory” Smith wakes up in an Interstellar Beast World—a place where females are scarce and paired with multiple beast mates. But the quality of her mates depends on her rank. After five years of diligent work across the stars, Rory is blessed with incredible luck: she matches with nine extraordinary beasts. There’s just one problem—these nine male beasts either want to dissolve the match, ignore her, or try to swindle her wealth. Fed up, Rory decides to break all the matches and wait for a better batch. Then, suddenly, her mates come groveling for her attention, offering her all the power, riches, and status they possess. What kind of beastly magic is this?!

In her past life, he ruined her. In this one, he won’t let her go. In her past life, Princess Katerina was promised to Prince Maximilian, the man she loved… until he betrayed her and destroyed her name beyond repair. When duty demanded it, she married King Dorian to save her people. It was a marriage born of sacrifice, not desire. But Maximilian never let her go. Even after ascending the throne of a rival kingdom, he pursued her relentlessly... not as a lover, but as a hunter. An enemy king. A shadow that followed her across borders and battlefields. A war she could never escape. Because of him, she lost everything. Her name. Her achievements. And the most unforgivable loss of all... her children. She died without ever understanding why he destroyed her… or why he never stopped. Reincarnated into the modern world as Catherine Preston, she wants only one thing: a quiet life. She has wealth, a powerful family that adores her, and a brilliant mind meant for research, not war. This time, she believes merit will protect her. This time, she believes the world is fairer. She is wrong. Traitors circle her once more—stealing her work, erasing her name, cornering her with smiles and contracts. And just as she stands on the edge of ruin… he appears again. Not as her enemy. Not as a king. But as her savior. “Marry me,” Maximilian Whitmore says calmly. “I’ll give you everything you dream of.” Catherine refuses. She will not trust the man who destroyed her once already. But fate has other plans. A curse. A bond. A shackle she cannot break. The only way to ease the curse… is intimacy with the man she despised. Bound once more to the enemy king of her past life, Catherine must face a terrifying question: Does Maximilian truly not remember what he did… or is he hiding the truth behind those unreadable eyes? And when King Dorian returns in this life, offering her peace and safety… Two men. Two pasts. One woman who remembers everything. In a world where names mean power and love is a battlefield, was Maximilian her greatest enemy… or the truth she was never meant to uncover? A reincarnation romance of obsession, betrayal, fate-bound love, and painful second chances. #A heart-throbbing reincarnation romance filled with obsession, power, betrayal, and fate-bound love. #Enemies to lovers. Soul shackles. Overbearing kings. Painful second chances. #Slowburn romance. Update will be once a day and there will be bonus chapters if we reach milestones. Hope you'll join me in this journey.

WARNING: This story contains intense emotions, brutal betrayals, slow-burn obsession, and a female lead who doesn't know how to stay dead. Proceed with caution... and snacks. SIDE EFFECTS MAY INCLUDE: screaming at your screen, falling for fictional men, and yelling “JUST KISS ALREADY.”...Get ready for this neverending rollercoaster of excitement!!! She was known as Qin mu, the organization’s deadliest sword. Feared and ruthless, everything dead or alive shuddered at the mention of her name. Until one night, they turned on her. Framed by the people she trusted, she was labeled as a traitor and was electrocuted to death on an electric chair. Qin mu awakens in the body of Shen mu, an ordinary girl who was relentlessly bullied… and who looks exactly like her. With a strange centipede-long scar now marking her face and fragments of her past creeping in, Qin mu begins to piece together the truth behind the betrayal that shattered her world. Then she meets Huo yunxiao , the cold, enigmatic young master of the powerful Huo family. His gaze unsettles her and His presence stirs something deeper. But as vengeance calls and shadows whisper secrets long buried, she must make a choice. Will her thirst for revenge and the mystery of her past destroy the chance at the love she never knew she needed? Or will she place her aching heart in the hands of this god-like man and the promise of a peaceful future?

Odesse had always made sure she never got too close to the wolves. A human servant living beneath the rule of the Silverclaw Pack, Odesse survives quietly in a world where humans are weak, disposable, and forgotten. But everything changes the night she accidentally intrudes on a sacred mating ceremony and receives the impossible — the Alpha’s mark. Valex, the feared and cursed Alpha King of the Moonlight Pack, has spent years carrying the rumors of death and destruction. Every woman who ever mated with him died, and the curse surrounding him cost him his throne, his reputation, and nearly his humanity. So when a human girl appears bearing his mark, the wolf world is thrown into chaos. Taken into Moonlight Palace as Valex’s personal servant, Odesse soon finds herself trapped between fear and attraction as an uncontrollable bond pulls them closer together. But while desire grows, so do the secrets surrounding her existence. Nightmares haunt her sleep. Black blood stains her tears. Visions blur the line between reality and illusion. And hidden truths about her parents, her bloodline, and the Moon Spirit begin to surface. As rival packs scheme, enemies watch from the shadows, and an ancient curse tightens around Valex, Odesse discovers she may not only be tied to his fate… but to the fate of the entire wolf kingdom. In a world ruled by power, betrayal, and dangerous love, Odesse must decide whether her bond with Valex will become her salvation… or the very thing that destroys them both. From servant to Alpha Queen, her destiny was never ordinary.

Lucia Watts was once the golden daughter of Tomasso City, born into an illustrious family, raised in love, and destined for brilliance. But at seventeen, she made one fatal mistake: she brought a stranger named Anna Smith into her home. That mistake destroyed everything. Betrayed by the woman she trusted, Lucia’s father was framed and sentenced to life imprisonment. Her family collapsed overnight. Her father died under the wheels of oncoming traffic. Her mother lost her sanity. The hospital that carried her family’s name was stolen. Lucia died that day. And Emma Wilson was born. Four years later, Emma returns as the elegant and untouchable director of a Swiss cosmetics empire. Beautiful, ruthless, and patient, she has only one purpose: to drag Anna Smith and everyone who helped her into hell. Her path of revenge leads her straight to Ricard Anderson, Anna’s fiancé, a powerful CEO, and the perfect weapon. Lucia approaches him knowingly, seduces him deliberately and lets him fall in love with her step by step. She uses his desire, his influence, and his devotion as pieces on her chessboard. Ricard knows the truth. He knows she is using him. He knows her love is a lie. And yet, he chooses to stay. “I know I’m just a pawn,” he says. “But I’m willing.” As secrets are exposed, traps are set and blood debts are repaid, love becomes the most dangerous variable. Lucia wins her revenge but at the cost of everything else. Because some love stories are never meant to be saved. And some women choose revenge over redemption. ... Umee say that: Hi there! First of all, thank you for the interest and for the enthusiasm. Truly. Every time I open my comments and see new invitations to add Discord, buy promotion packages, commission comic adaptations, or “have a quick chat,” I’m reminded that my story has somehow wandered into a very busy marketplace. That said, I should probably set expectations gently before anyone invests too much energy. I’m not looking for promotion services, paid advertising or commissioned artwork. Not because they’re bad ideas, just because they’re not ideas I currently need. I don’t have the budget, the urgency or the illusion that my story is secretly one step away from becoming the next global phenomenon. I’m very aware of where my work stands. It’s doing okay. Respectably okay. Not “adapt-everything-immediately” okay. My passion for writing exists but it hasn’t reached the stage where common sense quietly exits the room. I promise I’m not underestimating myself, I’m simply being realistic, which is a personality trait I’ve grown quite attached to. Another small but important thing: I’m not really interested in chatting, exchanging ideas, networking, or building creative alliances in private messages. I write best when left alone. I think best when no one is pitching anything to me. And I function best when my inbox is not screaming for attention. So if I don’t reply, please know it’s not personal, it’s just me choosing silence over small talk. That being said, if you’re genuinely curious about me rather than what I can potentially become or produce, if you want to see my everyday life, random thoughts, quiet moments and the unmarketable parts of my existence, I do have my Instagram linked in my bio. You’re welcome to follow it. No proposals required. No introductions needed. Just observation, at your own pace. I truly wish you the best with your creative work, your art, your promotions, and your ambitions. Creating something and trying to get it seen is hard, I respect that deeply. I just prefer to walk my path slowly, quietly, and without turning every interaction into a business opportunity. Thank you for understanding, for stopping by, and for letting me return peacefully to my writing corner, where the only thing I’m selling is words.

Jina wakes in the body of Aurelia Draconis—the Empire’s feared tyrant—and inherits everything Aurelia left behind: a crumbling regency, forced soul-bonds that have already ruined lives, and a court eager to see “Aurelia” prove she’s still cruel. Jina refuses. She stabilizes what she can, pays for healing in her own blood, and treats her voice-born power as a last resort. That restraint becomes its own threat: a shadow faction called the Diadem, led by Severin, launches forged decrees, mobs, and assassins to force her into public brutality. When a natural soul-bond ignites—recognized as marriage the moment the mark appears—love becomes both anchor and leverage. Jina’s rule is tested by one question: can a throne be held without turning people into property? tag/vibe: dark fantasy romance (slow-burn), political intrigue, trauma-aware healing, “power as restraint,” bonds-as-battlefield, survival-to-throne escalation. Content Note: This story includes political persecution, coercion/forced-bond backstory (condemned), attempted murder/poisoning, and fade-to-black intimacy. No explicit on-page sex.

WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOK Heena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean. “HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!” Her eye twitched. Not now. Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings. “System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.” “But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!” “Not my problem.” “You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!” “Exactly why I deserve a vacation.” “No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!” Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.” “Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging. Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous. . . . The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in. Empress Celeste Ravencourt. Five husbands. A dying empire. “Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.” A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.” “Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?” “Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.” Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily. “Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.” She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place. At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone. Wine was poured into her glass. Poisoned. Obvious. They watched her closely. Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly. “To new beginnings.” She drank it all. The silence cracked. Nothing happened. Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief. Heena leaned back, calm and smiling. “Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?”

Seraphina Sterling never would have thought that the man she loved for five years would ultimately take her and her son's lives for another woman and their children. Justin Hale: Seraphina Sterling, marrying you was just a means to legitimately take over the Sterling Family; loving you was just to get your bone marrow for my Fern; doting on you was just to take your son's kidney for my Fiona! Faye Sterling: Sister, this is the only value in your and your son's existence. Without you and your son, how could my mother and I possibly survive? Seraphina Sterling watched with her own eyes as her newborn son had a kidney forcibly taken from him, lying on the operating table like a broken rag doll, as tears of blood streamed from her eyes: Justin Hale, Faye Sterling, I will never let you go, even if I become a vengeful ghost! Unexpectedly, she was reborn, returning to the very year she was kicked out of the Sterling Family! In this life, she will trample Justin Hale under her feet and push him into hell! She will crush Faye Sterling into dust. She will shatter their hopes, crush their dignity, and corrupt their souls, using their blood as a sacrifice for her child! But what's the deal with this arrogant, narcissistic, and tsundere man who embodies wealth, power, and good looks? Why on earth is he so insistent on getting a marriage certificate with her!