

For seven years, Clara lived in the perfect romance her husband, Dean, had crafted just for her—until the day her hospitalized daughter led her to Dean’s biggest lie. Clara catches him with his mistress. Dean—who had already tricked her into giving him her entire fortune—tears off his gentle mask and forces her to sign a divorce that leaves her with nothing, or he’ll take their daughter from her. Shattered, deceived, and stripped of everything, Clara finally wakes up. This time, she will take back her empire—and make Dean pay for every second of betrayal.

"My name is Catherine Moretti. I’m the illegitimate daughter of a mafia family—a woman who died once and clawed her way back. In my last life, my sister Rosa pushed me toward Grayson, who was stuck in a wheelchair, so she could marry Sergei. I became his caretaker, his crutch, and his outlet for desire. Then seven bullets from a rival family tore through my womb. At that exact moment, the man who had faked being paralyzed for years stood up and shoved me into the line of fire—just to protect the “heir” growing in Rosa’s belly. I was reborn on the day of the marriage selection. I pried Rosa’s hand off mine, looked everyone in the eye, and smiled. “This time, I choose no one.” They thought I was just throwing a tantrum. They had no idea I never wanted love. I wanted the highest seat in the mafia—the one they were all fighting over. Two men, the same face, and in both lives they picked the same woman. Fine by me. Saves me the trouble of getting revenge one by one. But this time, Grayson and Sergei are losing their minds with regret."

.On the day of my prenatal checkup, I found out my husband Don had booked me a termination surgery instead of a postpartum care package. I thought he had placed the wrong order and was about to tease him, but Vincenzo spoke flatly. "I didn't book it wrong. I need to come clean with you about something." "I've been keeping another woman. She's a good girl. She doesn't want a title or to take your place as Donna." "But she got pregnant recently. I've already made her suffer enough. I can't let her child suffer too. I have to give the child the Moretti family name." I froze on the exam table, my voice shaking uncontrollably. "Then why did you abort my child?" He wiped the ultrasound gel off my belly and smiled. "I just want you to adopt Giuliana's child. I'm having yours terminated because I'm afraid you'll play favorites and treat her kid differently." He handed me the consent form, calm and composed. "I promise you will always be Donna. No one will ever take your place." I gave him a long, hard look, then was wheeled into the operating room. "Never mind." "Vincenzo Moretti, you're going to regret this every single day for the rest of your life." He didn't know it, but I was the only woman in the world who could ever give him a child.

Cleaner Betty’s night shift takes a fateful turn: she rescues a drugged stranger—unaware he’s elite tycoon Eli—and they share an impulsive night. The next morning, she slips away to help her best friend Ivy out of a crisis, , leaving Eli desperate to find her. Seizing the chance, Ivy poses as Eli’s mystery woman, lying outright that her ex-husband’s child is his—and steals Betty’s place entirely. Betty discovers she’s pregnant soon after starting medical school, raising the baby alone. Six years later, she becomes Eli’s household private physician. From their first meeting, Eli can’t shake the mother-daughter pair’s uncanny familiarity—a connection that makes him question everything…

The day I found out I was pregnant with twins, I saw my mate, Alpha Viggo, bringing another she-wolf to her prenatal check-up. I froze on the spot, the pregnancy report crumpling in my fist. That night, he looked at me with ice in his eyes. The same man who once kissed every inch of my body. The same man who swore he was mine and mine alone. “She’s carrying my pup. Her wolf is unstable. You will brew her calming tonics. Every single day.” “She's sensitive. She can't sleep without my scent. So move your things to the west wing. Make room for her.” The huge villa fell deathly silent. My wolf howled—a sharp, wounded cry. Pain from our mate bond ripped through my soul. But I didn't shed a single tear. I just calmly grabbed the suitcase I’d already packed and walked toward the door. The guards tried to stop me, but Viggo didn’t even glance up. “She’ll be back,” he said, swirling the wine in his glass, his Alpha arrogance on full display. “Three days. That’s all she’ll last. Her wolf will drive her mad without my touch. She’ll come crawling back, begging.” The pack members and allies who had come for our ceremony erupted in laughter. A few of them even made a bet right in front of me, wagering a million-dollar aurora ore mine. They bet I’d be torn apart by the fear of going rogue and be on my knees by midnight, begging Viggo to let me back in. But they had no idea. My birth father had already secretly sent our family token. My pack was already waiting. This time, I would shatter our bond for good.

Beth’s world shatters when her boyfriend proposes to her sister on her birthday. Heartbroken, she drunkenly marries a stranger in Vegas, then flees the next morning with no memory of him. Back home, she starts a new job as the assistant to the charismatic billionaire Logan Bennette—only to discover he’s the man she married. And to top it all off, she’s pregnant.

Adam Irwin, the factory's only college graduate, secretly loved the director's daughter, Rhea Catton. Risking his life to save her at the annual party, he was falsely accused of rape, ruining his life. Reborn that day, Adam exposes the truth, outsmarts Rhea and Jeff Payne,finds justice and true love, while her family regrets trusting the wrong man.

The day the Royal Academy's screening results came out, the twin Alpha heirs — Julian and Damien — stood in front of me. Each of them was holding an application form. "Ivy. Have you decided whose name you're putting on that form?" In my previous life, I chose Julian for love. I gave up my direct admission to the Royal Academy and stayed behind in the pack with him and Celeste — his childhood-friend Omega who'd failed the screening — to help them train for another year. I thought that was what it meant to go through hardship together. That was love. But the pack laughed at Celeste — an Omega who thought she could get into the combat track at the Royal Academy. She couldn't stand the gossip, ran off alone, and was killed by rogue wolves. Julian threw me into the silver pit — the pit our pack used to execute traitors. Silver burns a wolf's flesh like acid. "If you hadn't been so desperate to cling to me, I could've focused on protecting Celeste. She wouldn't be dead!" "Ivy Hale — all of this is your fault. You ruined us." He poured silver down my throat. I died thrashing in agony. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day the screening results were announced. This time, I slipped my arm through Damien's and gave the brightest smile I had. "Let's apply to the Royal Academy together." Julian let out a quiet, relieved breath and turned to go find his Omega. He didn't see the way Damien's hand tightened around mine — or the obsession and ambition he couldn't quite hide behind his eyes.

Beth Hart, a woman who sacrificed everything for her family, faces infidelity, manipulation, and societal judgment. With the help of Matthew, a young mysterious EF1 legend, she reclaims her power, dismantles her toxic marriage, and embarks on a journey of self-love and freedom.

My sister and I were reborn on the very day we were to be sent to the Demons as sacrificial vessels. That day, our husbands, the God of Water and the God of Fire, came to rescue us. However, this time, without any discussion, we made the same choice. We refused their rescue and willingly offered ourselves to the Demons. In our previous life, after they saved us, the Demons captured the God of Water's young apprentice as a replacement. In the end, she was flayed and had her bones torn out, dying a brutal and tragic death. Because of that, the God of Water and the God of Fire came to hate my sister and me deeply. They spread rumors that we were the Twin Blossoms of Ruin, destined to destroy the world, and forced us to the point where our souls were completely annihilated. When I opened my eyes again, my sister and I had returned to the moment when the Demons first captured us. We exchanged a glance and then announced in front of everyone, "We are willing to become the sacrificial vessels of the Dark Lord and the Demon King. Take us with you." The God of Water and the God of Fire left with their young apprentice, who was completely unharmed. They were relieved that they had finally protected the one they truly cared about. Only later did they realize their mistake, but by then, they were consumed with regret.