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[Warning 18+ Mature Content] "If I should ever meet any of them in my next life, I promise to make them pay. I promise to avenge my death and make their lives as miserable as they have made mine!" _* Kalia, a wolfless omega is married off to Alpha Callum who wants absolutely nothing to do with her. He hates and loathes her very existence because she is the illegitimate daughter of her father and only married her for her birthright.  When Kalia catches him cheating on her with her stepsister, the tables unexpectedly turn for the worse. She is rejected, beaten to the point of losing her unborn child and is wrongfully murdered but miraculously goes back in time to a few weeks before her marriage ceremony is to take place. Now, she she is no longer that quiet, naive girl that took every insult, pain and hurt inflicted on her with a cheerful smile. She is now going to be their worst nightmare. She now holds all the cards to their misfortune. With the intent of changing her horrible, twisted fate, she plots to get her revenge on her stepsister and Ex-husband who wronged her by marrying his stepbrother whom Ex-husband had always been in a constant competition with, all his life.  But what Kalia doesn't know is that Callum's stepbrother also hides a dark secret of his own that is kept under wraps from the whole world. What happens when a contract marriage no longer sets the boundaries of their relationship? Would Kalia be able to carry out her revenge when she realizes that she has started developing feelings for Callum's stepbrother? She had asked for revenge so why was the moon goddess offering her another chance at love? #REBIRTH #ROMANCE #BxG #SECOND CHANCE LOVE #REVENGE #BETRAYAL #HIDDEN IDENTITY #POWER STRUGGLE #FATED MATES

Fifty floors above the world, there are no rules… only Owen Evans. And Nadia is about to learn that falling for the boss is a very long way down. Nadia is one semester away from the life she’s worked years to build. But when a financial crisis forces her into the orbit of Owen Evans, the billionaire "Devil of Wall Street" her plans go up in flames. As his reluctant new secretary, Nadia must navigate a minefield of impossible demands and dark secrets. Owen is calculated, cold, and devastatingly charming, but as the line between professional and personal blurs, Nadia realizes the biggest threat isn't losing her job—it’s losing her heart to a man who plays by his own rules. Hired as the "fixer" for the city's most arrogant billionaire, Nadia expects long hours and coffee runs. She didn't expect the buried secrets or the way Owen’s smirk makes her forget her own name. “The job,” he said, the words gritted out, “is ninety percent saying no. To people. To requests. To tears, to threats, to seductions delivered in twelve-thousand-dollar dresses. It’s a wall. Can you be the wall?” Can she be the wall? Will Nadia survive the chaos of his world without becoming his next casualty? In a world where power is everything, love is the most dangerous liability of all. When the truth finally surfaces, will it set them free or will the fall from the 50th floor destroy them both?

Sonia Walker found herself waking up in the hospital unaware how she ended up there. But rather than the joyful faces of her husband and family. She woke to the greatest betrayal and revelation ever. Her husband and Mistress (her best friend) had plotted her life. She ended up in the hospital while she thought that was all...her best friend whined of securing a home for her baby (her husband's child) The price for the union was her life. Just as she tried to endure the pain, they made out beside her on the hospital bed. From that moment, Sonia had one purpose: Ruin their life, avenge herself and make the scumbag her ex who would only crawl and beg. Oops! I forget. She also flaunted her new love and career in their face.

[Obsessive ML, Dark Historical Romance] On the night meant to seal her fate in silk and candlelight, Caelith Emberlyn discovers her new husband cheating on her with her own cousin. Before the humiliation can swallow her whole, another man steps out of the shadows—dangerous, powerful, and far more terrifying than heartbreak. He is the feared Commander of the Shadow Imperial Guard, a man whose name alone stills the court and stains the capital with silenced dread. Where others see a cold enforcer of the throne, he sees only her—wronged, furious, and far stronger than she appears. And he offers her a choice. Stay. What her husband failed to give—loyalty, devotion, power—he vows to place in her hands in his stead. But this is no gentle rescue. Their alliance begins in secrets and smolders in the dark, a forbidden affair that could shatter reputations and topple dynasties. He is ruthless in war and relentless in love, determined to claim not only her presence at his side but the guarded heart she refuses to yield. Meanwhile, her repentant husband returns with soft words and tender promises, swearing to cherish her forever. Yet regret comes too late in a world where power is currency and affection is a battlefield. Caught between a contrite prince of light and a possessive shadow king who would burn the world to keep her, she must decide: Will she return to the safety of a love that broke her… Or step into the fire of a devotion fierce enough to consume them both?

Selene Jameson has always been the family stain, unwanted daughter, shadow to the golden children. The night her mother dies saving her life, Selene loses the only person who ever loved her. When Atlas D'Angelo, the boy she gave everything to, betrays her in the cruelest way possible, she vows never to beg for love again. But fate has darker plans. On the night Selene finally tastes freedom, fame, money, a future of her own her family sells her to a supernatural auction. She's thrust into a hidden world ruled by lycans who see humans as nothing more than commodity. Then he buys her. Mikhail Morozov, Wintercrest Alpha and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. Feared across Nocturna, Lycan Realm. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne built on blood and betrayal, the last thing he needs is a defiant human girl with a sharp tongue and darker humor than his sins. But Selene isn't human. She bears the Crescent, a mark of ancient power that could save the Nocturna or destroy it. When Kustav Volkov, a rival ruthless Alpha, is revealed to be Selene's father, he lays his claim on her. Mikhail offers Selene a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection under lycan law. But this marriage of convenience will be anything but convenient. *** "And you smell good," I interrupted, words tumbling out before I could stop them. "Really good. Like winter but not the terrifying kind. The beautiful kind. With snow and—" I scrunched my nose, grasping for the description. "Those delicate frost patterns that appear on glass." Mikhail produced a sound deep in his chest that could've been a growl or a chuckle or something caught between. "Why are there two staircases?" I blurted suddenly, fixating on the duplicated grand stairway looming before us. "Is this intentional? Seems ridiculously excessive." "There's only one staircase, moya." "Are you certain? Because I'm definitely seeing two. Perhaps you require vision correction. Do lycans need glasses? That would be hilarious. Tiny spectacles perched on a massive terrifying wolf—" "Selene." His voice emerged strained, taut in a manner that penetrated even through my fog. "You need to stop talking." I peered up at him, hurt piercing through the pleasant haze. "Why? Am I irritating you? I'm sorry. I'll stay quiet." "No." The word escaped sharp, nearly anguished. "You're not irritating me. You're—" He severed the sentence, jaw clenching so viciously I witnessed the muscle twitch. "Just... rest." But I didn't want rest. I wanted to comprehend why his expression appeared like that—all rigid and ravenous and something else I couldn't identify. "Are you alright?" I asked, raising my hand toward his jaw. He intercepted my wrist before contact, his hold gentle yet unyielding. "Don't." "Why not?" "Because I'm barely maintaining control as it is, and if you touch me right now—" He halted abruptly, eyes compressing shut momentarily. "Just don't." That should've frightened me. The ferocity in his tone, the way his restraint appeared to unravel at the seams. But intoxicated-me simply smiled, inexplicably pleased. Then I caught the way his gaze dropped. Just for a fraction of a heartbeat. To my mouth. Heat bloomed through my chest, spreading like wildfire. "You want to kiss me," I breathed, the revelation making me giddy. His eyes snapped back to mine, glacial blue turned predatory. "Kissing," he said slowly, voice dropping an octave, "doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of what I want to do to you." The air left my lungs. His grip on my wrist shifted, thumb finding my pulse point. Pressing there. Feeling the frantic rhythm he'd caused. "Kissing is gentle," he continued, leaning in just enough that his breath ghosted across my lips. Close enough to take. Close enough to claim. But he didn't. "Kissing is sweet. What I want?" His eyes dragged down my face, my throat, lower then back up with deliberate slowness. "There's nothing gentle about it."

[Warning R18+ Mature Content] In her previous life, Aria was the devoted fiancée of Lucas, the golden boy of the entertainment industry. She gave him her resources, her fame, and her heart, only to be betrayed. He cheated on her with her "innocent" stepsister, Bella, stole her inheritance, and left her to die in a cold mental hospital. When Aria opens her eyes again, she is back in the hotel room on the night she was drugged and ruined. But this time, she doesn't run into the trap. Instead, she stumbles into the forbidden penthouse suite—and into the arms of Damien, the terrifying tycoon and Lucas's uncle who holds the entire city in his grasp. He is dangerous, ruthless, and plagued by a violent, agonizing nerve disorder that drives him to the brink of madness. No doctor can cure him... except Aria. Seeing a chance for the ultimate revenge, Aria suppresses her fear and presses her thumb against the lethal pressure point on his neck. "Mr. Damien, I can stop the pain. In exchange… marry me." From rejected fiancée to the untouchable "Little Aunt," Aria uses her new status and medical mastery to crush her enemies in the showbiz world, all while managing a contract marriage that is quickly becoming dangerously real. *** Let's Connect: Instagram: dolly_.roma Discord: DollyRoma#7887

[Rebirth + Revenge on Scum + 1v1 + Satisfying & Sweet + Strong Female Lead] In her previous life, just three months after their wedding, Caleb Forrest brought a woman home, claiming she was the widow and orphan of his deceased best friend and needed a temporary place to stay. Grace Winslow thought he was being kind. Not only did she accept her, but she also went to great lengths to care for them, even giving up her own job for the other woman. It wasn't until the day she died that she learned the woman was actually Caleb Forrest's white moonlight. When she opened her eyes again, she saw Caleb Forrest carefully escorting his white moonlight through the door, saying he needed to take in the widow and her child. Grace Winslow smiled. Whoever wants to be this huge pushover can go right ahead! She decisively chose to divorce, kicked the scumbag to the curb, and reclaimed the job that was originally hers. After the divorce, instead of crying and waiting for the scumbag to come back to her, her life, on the contrary, became incredibly smooth. Not only did her career flourish, but she also took the college entrance exam and got into a university... She had originally planned to swear off love for this lifetime, focusing only on leading her family to wealth and reaching the pinnacle of success. But as luck would have it, potential suitors started blooming around her. A certain possessive man trapped her in his embrace and asked in a husky voice: "Grace, when are you going to give me a proper title?"

She had loved him at first sight since childhood. Through a marriage of convenience, she became his wife, but couldn't win his love. "Summer Lancaster, the one I love is Thea. You will get nothing." They had agreed to stay out of each other's lives, yet after getting married, he doted on her immensely. Just when she was about to believe they would live happily ever after, he left her coolly with his ex-girlfriend in his arms while she was suffering a miscarriage. Four years later, she transformed into a business queen and made a powerful comeback, only to be interrogated by him, "Where is the child?" "I never gave birth!" "If you never gave birth, it's not too late to have one now..."

The cruelest thing wasn't that she had long been buried in that shipwreck, but that she was still alive. Still living well, living well and no longer remembering him, and already having a daughter with another man, and that man was even his... *** Falling in love with him at eighteen, marrying him at twenty, giving birth to his son at twenty-one, and divorcing at twenty-four, Naomi Shaw had never imagined her love and marriage would end up in such a shattered state. She had always thought she would love one person, bear his children, and then grow old with him hand in hand. Only later did she realize that dreams and reality could never be compared after all. He had his unforgettable first love, yet she loved him to death. After falling into utter despair, she was finally able to leave everything behind. *** When they met again, she was with her daughter, who had been diagnosed with mild autism, and he mocked her coldly, "Naomi Shaw, the daughter you had with some other wild man is indeed not sound!" She replied indifferently, "And you are?" *** He had always been fond of those cold, glamorous, and enchanting women, and had little interest in a sweet and innocent girl like her. He never thought that one day, after the hurt he had inflicted and the hardships of life she had endured, she would finally become the woman he desired, only to no longer belong to him. ***

Song Lianhe transmigrated into a book, becoming the Villainess and legitimate daughter of the General Mansion, the Crown Prince's fiancée, and the female lead's stepping stone. Her existence was to use her ignorance and foolishness to highlight the female lead's intelligence and kindness; her repeated unrequited love also drove her completely insane, and in the end, she was tormented to death by the male and female leads working together... Song Lianhe transmigrated at the critical moment when the Villainess tried to drug the female lead, only for the plan to be cleverly thwarted by the female lead, resulting in the Villainess losing her own virginity instead. In a dilapidated temple, while "saving herself," she said to the paralyzed man: "Don't worry, I will take responsibility for you..." Afterwards, the woman picked up her skirt and fled. The villain opened his eyes, his gaze filled with a cold and sinister venom: "I want her dead!"

For the ten years she was the adopted daughter of the Lockwood Family, Isla Prescott had always been well-behaved. The only time she stepped out of line was to have a secret relationship with Silas Lockwood, whom she'd had a crush on for years. Because of their vast difference in status, the relationship came to a messy end. After Isla Prescott and Silas Lockwood broke up, she was pursued by Silas Lockwood's good friend, Shane Sterling. "He doesn't know how to cherish you. Why not consider me instead?" In Isla Prescott's eyes, Shane Sterling was mischievous, cunning, and full of nonsense, yet he was an even more unattainable figure than Silas Lockwood. Isla Prescott was sure she had never provoked him, but he cornered her by the bedside when he was drunk, caressing her red lips again and again, pleading with her over and over, "Isla Prescott, won't you give me a kiss?" What she didn't know was that, in places she couldn't see, he had been waiting with deep affection for a very, very long time.

In her past life, Jessie Sterling moved abroad for Julian Grant, only to have him break his promise and stand her up late at night for another woman on her birthday. Reborn into this life, Jessie Sterling personally severed her past adoration and affection, and instead entered a marriage of convenience with Victor Morgan, the heir to a century-old prestigious family in Aethelburg, a match approved by her family. She had originally thought it would just be a marriage for mutual benefit, and that they would treat each other with polite respect after the wedding. People in their social circle were not very optimistic about this newlywed couple with vastly different personalities. Until one day, some friends paid a late-night visit. By the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the Four Joys Courtyard, a group of people saw the man who dominated the business world by day having his knee stepped on. He held a bottle of cat-eye nail polish and was currently bowing his head, diligently painting the toenails of the foot resting on his knee. "Is this okay?" With a coquettish air, Jessie Sterling glanced down, her chin slightly raised like a spirited little peacock, "Well, it's passable, I suppose. But I think it could use another coat?" Victor Morgan was almost driven to laugh in exasperation by her words. After setting down Jessie Sterling's leg, he moved forward, planting his hands on either side of her, his eyes deep and dark as he said in a low voice, "Mrs. Morgan, that's enough!" Before Jessie Sterling could react, in the next moment, the man had already leaned in and captured the red lips before him that had been tempting him for so long. "Mrs. Morgan, don't you think this... is what really needs another coat of color?" The group of people who had just walked through the courtyard entrance froze on the spot. How the hell could this be called... treating each other with polite respect?

Her three-year marriage to Tristan Grayson, in the end, was nothing but a joke. In the eyes and heart of Tristan Grayson, there was only one woman, and her name was Maggie Monroe. As for her, Mika Summers, she was merely a prop for a smokescreen. And so, covered in blood, she escaped his world... However, he refused to let her go. Finally, at the end of her rope, she said: "Tristan Grayson, what will it take for you to finally let me go!" "You are my woman, Tristan Grayson's. How could I possibly let you go?" ...

The legitimate daughter of the Duke Mansion, Shen Ruoxi, married into the General Mansion, spending two years alone in an empty room. She devoted herself to serving her in-laws and supporting the household. However, her husband returned triumphant, bringing back a pregnant woman, and even promised to marry her openly as a secondary wife! Fine, she had long had enough of being the General's wife; there was nothing to linger for. A divorce letter cut things cleanly. Upon meeting again, she had already become the army's renowned miracle doctor. Why does the heartless man now look regretfully abandoned? Staring at her stunningly beautiful face, his eyes reddened. The jealous and furious Prince Zhan, embarrassed by his anger, said, "General Xiao, Ruoxi is now this prince's princess consort. If you wish to die, this prince will grant you that wish."

Before rebirth, she was ruthlessly abandoned by the man she loved the most. After rebirth, she threw out a divorce paper, "I don't love you anymore, let's divorce." He is the all-powerful emperor of Stellaria, cold and heartless, with unpredictable moods. Facing the accusation from his young wife, he laughed wildly and confidently, "Who else can you love but me?" A certain woman made a domineering counterattack, picking up the little dumpling beside her, "Him, I love him the most." Melody Thorne, who had just been reborn, originally thought she could stand tall, but didn't expect to be unable to even walk, From then on, the cold-blooded president transformed into a wife-pampering maniac, afraid to break her if he held her, afraid she'd melt if he kissed her. She fought dregs, he provided the gun. She wanted stars in the sky, he immediately built a rocket to reach them. A reporter interviewed, "Mr. Quinn, how did you manage to conquer Mrs. Quinn who wanted to run away several times?" "By making babies."

He is the legendary king that rules the business empire with formidable power and influence. She is just a normal female student. A deal is made between them—a paper marriage with a validity of four years. Four years later, she turns away from the relationship without a backward glance. At first, she imagines that their worlds will never collide again, but he keeps bearing down on her, occupying her everything as he refuses to let go. Why is he interfering when she gets a bit closer to another man?! "Ethan Laurent, we've already split up! We're done! It's over!" “Oh really? Then you'll have to ask for his opinion first.” With that, he pushes a little bun into her arms with an indifferent expression. The adorable little bun looks at her with big, sparkling eyes.

Five years of marriage filled with love and devotion, she exhausted herself day and night for him, only to meet a tragic end unwillingly. Upon rebirth, she throws a divorce paper in front of him, "Divorce!" "Fine!" The man, enraged, slams the table and makes a call to the secretary. Five minutes later, Aurelia Shaw receives a message on her phone, "Mason Nightshade, are you crazy! Why did you transfer all your assets to my name?!" The man pretends to be pitiful and loosens his tie, "Wife, I'm now penniless, please take me in." Damn~! Can someone tell her why this guy seems like a completely different person after her rebirth! (This is a dual rebirth story. When the reincarnated female lead encounters the reincarnated male lead, the cold male turns into a warm loyal puppy. In the past life, you ignored my love; in this life, the male lead starts a long journey of tirelessly pursuing, loving, and pampering his wife with no limits.)

Married for three years, they appeared to be deeply in love in public, but behind closed doors, he treated her with cold indifference. Having had enough of his neglect, she handed him a divorce agreement and left him. Unexpectedly, the usually aloof Chairman Xu began acting like a rascal post-divorce, visiting daily to mooch food and drink, and even wanting to share her bed? Outsiders all say, "Chairman Xu has deep feelings for his ex-wife, even after divorce he can't forget her and spoils her to no end."

Alina gave everything to her marriage—her youth, her dreams, her name. She stood beside Darius when he was nothing but a rising CEO with ambition and debt. Then one evening, he calmly handed her divorce papers. “This marriage no longer makes sense.” No betrayal. No shouting. Just a clean, calculated decision—because she no longer added value to his life. Alina left quietly. With no money. No connections. No place in society. Everyone thought she was finished. What no one knew… was that Alina had never been weak. Years later, when Darius faces the most brutal corporate war of his career, the rival destroying his empire has a name he never expected to see again. Alina. Cold. Elegant. Untouchable. No longer his wife—but his equal. Now, as his company collapses and regret keeps him awake at night, Darius realizes the truth far too late— The woman he discarded didn’t disappear. She came back to stand across the boardroom table from him. And this time… she will never kneel again.

I wanted to be seen and heard and loved but I guess that will never happen. I am 19 years old living with my father and step mother always dreaming of the day my Prince Charming will come and save me from the tortures of my house hold. Nobody knows why I’m like this, why I always stick to my self. I feel dirty just thinking of it and hate my self for it. I will keep my mouth shut and live like I have always but he. The ways he looks at me make me what to destroy all the vows I made to my self. Cayden Black the schools heartthrob and his friends they call them selves the holy trinity but far from it Want to continue dive,into this new book