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In my previous life, I gave everything for Kane — only to be locked in a dungeon by him, forced to watch our child be crushed to death, and die filled with endless hatred. Reborn on the day of my adulthood ceremony, with the entire Silver Moon Blood Clan watching, the Blood Prince gives me the right to choose one of his two sons to form an Eternal Blood Pact. Everyone expects me to choose Kane. Instead, I point to the man feared by all — the mad prince who returned from the Dark Ancient Forest. **"I choose Cass Nightshade."** The moment Kane’s face turns deathly pale, I know — this life, it’s finally my turn to take revenge. The bloodthirsty monster everyone calls a madman slowly reveals his obsessive tenderness only to me. "You chose me, Eve… Now you can never escape." Under the Blood Moon, the Eternal Blood Pact is sealed. This time, I marry the monster — just to crush my scumbag ex completely.

"In my previous life, I gave everything I had to marry him, only to receive fifty years of cold indifference, betrayal, and my son kneeling by my bedside on my deathbed, begging me to ""let Father go."" Reborn on the very day we were to register our marriage, Sebastian was still the same impatient man, tapping his fingers on the table. This time, I picked up the pen and slowly wrote my sister’s name in the applicant column. Since she was the one you’ve always longed for, I’ll grant your wish. I personally helped her try on wedding dresses, slipped the ring onto her finger, and watched him take her away to the capital. Then I turned around and left for the prestigious finishing school for ladies in Southport, starting from zero, determined to live for myself. I thought the story would end there. But when he discovered that the name on the marriage certificate wasn’t mine, he went mad and came chasing after me."

"In my previous life, I gave everything I had to marry him, only to receive fifty years of cold indifference, betrayal, and my son kneeling by my bedside on my deathbed, begging me to ""let Father go."" Reborn on the very day we were to register our marriage, Sebastian was still the same impatient man, tapping his fingers on the table. This time, I picked up the pen and slowly wrote my sister’s name in the applicant column. Since she was the one you’ve always longed for, I’ll grant your wish. I personally helped her try on wedding dresses, slipped the ring onto her finger, and watched him take her away to the capital. Then I turned around and left for the prestigious finishing school for ladies in Southport, starting from zero, determined to live for myself. I thought the story would end there. But when he discovered that the name on the marriage certificate wasn’t mine, he went mad and came chasing after me."

After sacrificing herself as a shaman saintess during the war, Indy Baker transmigrates into the body of the Baker family’s true heiress.She recognizes her playboy uncle Finn Baker as the spitting image of her beloved mentor from her past life and publicly claims him as her father, vowing to help him win the inheritance. When Ethan Baker and his family repeatedly scheme against them, Indy uses her shamanic powers to resolve crises while transforming Finn and gaining support from the business world. As the family patriarch shows favoritism and Ethan’s crimes escalate, Indy teams up with the boss of Doyle Group to establish Indigo Group, striking back and exposing evidence of Ethan’s attempt to murder the old man—bringing him to justice. The two companies eventually merge, expanding into folk culture and military industries. On the anniversary of the war’s victory, she witnesses the nation’s prosperity and Finn’s transformation, honoring her past life: “Dawn has broken. We’ve all won.”

In my previous life, I gave everything for Kane — only to be locked in a dungeon by him, forced to watch our child be crushed to death, and die filled with endless hatred. Reborn on the day of my adulthood ceremony, with the entire Silver Moon Blood Clan watching, the Blood Prince gives me the right to choose one of his two sons to form an Eternal Blood Pact. Everyone expects me to choose Kane. Instead, I point to the man feared by all — the mad prince who returned from the Dark Ancient Forest. **"I choose Cass Nightshade."** The moment Kane’s face turns deathly pale, I know — this life, it’s finally my turn to take revenge. The bloodthirsty monster everyone calls a madman slowly reveals his obsessive tenderness only to me. "You chose me, Eve… Now you can never escape." Under the Blood Moon, the Eternal Blood Pact is sealed. This time, I marry the monster — just to crush my scumbag ex completely.

I’m the best art forger and intel specialist in Chicago. And I fell for the man who owned it all, Don Vincenzo Russo. For ten years, I was his secret, his weapon, and his woman. I built his empire from the shadows. I thought I’d get a ring. After all, every night he was in this city, he was buried inside me, taking his pleasure. He’d whisper that I was his, that no one else felt this good. But this time, after he was finished with me, he announced he was marrying the Russian Bratva princess, Katerina Petrov. That’s when I knew. I wasn’t his woman. I was just a body. For an alliance, for her, he sacrificed me. He left me to die. So I destroyed every piece of the life he gave me. I made one call to my father in Italy. And then, I vanished. But when the Don who owned Chicago couldn't find his favorite toy… he went insane.

"I loved Dante Rossi for twenty years. I gave up my medical career, my dreams, and my dignity for him. On the eve of our wedding, I discovered he had gotten another woman pregnant — his childhood companion, Isobel. So on what should have been the happiest day of my life, I canceled the wedding, burned every photo and letter, and disappeared without a trace, leaving only one sentence on our calendar: “Let’s break up, Dante.” Two years later, I returned as a successful medical researcher, engaged to a man who truly loves me. But Dante finally learned the truth — I was the one who took a bullet for him five years ago, not Isobel. Now the once-arrogant heir of the arms empire has lost everything. He kneels before me, regrets eating him alive, and begs for another chance. He even blocked a knife meant for me with his own body. But it’s too late."

I’m the best art forger and intel specialist in Chicago. And I fell for the man who owned it all, Don Vincenzo Russo. For ten years, I was his secret, his weapon, and his woman. I built his empire from the shadows. I thought I’d get a ring. After all, every night he was in this city, he was buried inside me, taking his pleasure. He’d whisper that I was his, that no one else felt this good. But this time, after he was finished with me, he announced he was marrying the Russian Bratva princess, Katerina Petrov. That’s when I knew. I wasn’t his woman. I was just a body. For an alliance, for her, he sacrificed me. He left me to die. So I destroyed every piece of the life he gave me. I made one call to my father in Italy. And then, I vanished. But when the Don who owned Chicago couldn't find his favorite toy… he went insane.

At her dad's birthday banquet, Willa Sawyer was tricked by her stepsister, Wendy Sawyer, into having a one-night stand with a stranger. Willa's fiancé, Scott Torres, ruthlessly called off their engagement, and she became a laughingstock of the entire city.Then, her mom got ill and was in urgent need of money for surgery. Willa turned to her dad for help, but he wanted her to sleep with an old man to secure a deal. Out of anger, she quickly married a stranger, Shane Zoller, only because he'd pay for her mom's treatment. She thought she married an ordinary guy with slightly better looks and character, but she never expected him to be a powerful and mysterious heir to a rich family. She thought this would be another hellish ordeal, but he actually doted on her.He said, "In my world, you never have to endure anything or anyone; you just bask in my adoration. Mrs. Zoller, I met you too late. I wanna spend the rest of my life with you."

“I need your help to fake a private jet crash,” I said quietly. “It’s the only way I can ever leave Luca Moretti.” People said he’d given up the Mafia throne for me. They called him the man who traded power for love— the heir who walked away from blood and gold just to marry a waitress from the slums. For years, he made the world believe in us. He built empires under my name. He sent me roses every Monday. He told the press I was his salvation. But love doesn’t always mean loyalty. While I was busy believing in forever, he was building a second home behind my back— one filled with laughter, toys, and twin sons who had his eyes. The night I disappeared, his empire burned. He tore apart cities, bribed governments, and buried men alive just to find me. But by the time he did— I was already gone. And the woman he’d once died for no longer loved him enough to stay alive.

“I need your help to fake a private jet crash,” I said quietly. “It’s the only way I can ever leave Luca Moretti.” People said he’d given up the Mafia throne for me. They called him the man who traded power for love— the heir who walked away from blood and gold just to marry a waitress from the slums. For years, he made the world believe in us. He built empires under my name. He sent me roses every Monday. He told the press I was his salvation. But love doesn’t always mean loyalty. While I was busy believing in forever, he was building a second home behind my back— one filled with laughter, toys, and twin sons who had his eyes. The night I disappeared, his empire burned. He tore apart cities, bribed governments, and buried men alive just to find me. But by the time he did— I was already gone. And the woman he’d once died for no longer loved him enough to stay alive.

Tracy Brown moves through the world as the daughter of Ben Brown, one of Ariston continent's most feared crime lords. The truth is darker. She is his captive, kept close and controlled, her life never fully her own. When she watches her mother die at his hands, something in her hardens into purpose. She wants revenge, and she intends to use her assigned bodyguard to get it. What Tracy doesn't know is that her bodyguard isn't who he says he is. Henry Jones is undercover, working to build an airtight case against Ben from the inside. Two people with hidden agendas, orbiting the same dangerous man, each using the other to get what they came for. Somewhere in the middle of the deception,the lines begin to blur. When Henry finally reveals the truth, it doesn't end them. It frees them. Together they dismantle Ben's empire, settle debts older than their partnership, and pull each other out of the darkness they both came in carrying.

After my rebirth, I vow to stop clinging to my fated mate—the man I grew up with—Damon Hale. When he gathers all the healers in the pack for a party in Alohara, I book a flight to Harborwatch. When he complains that my scent makes him and his wolf sick, I move out and hire a deep-cleaning service for 500 dollars. When he orders me to stay away from his pack, I quit my job as Alpha's private healer and take up freelance work in Coghaven to support myself. Finally, he says my existence might mislead his precious stepsister into thinking he still cares for me. So, I nod and accept Coghaven Alpha's hand in marriage, along with the keys to an 18-million-dollar villa as my wedding gift. Not until the very last moment of my previous life did I realize… he had always loved his stepsister. In this life, I’ll let you be together—and from now on, I’ll live for myself alone.

"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."

Ava Montague was once the most beloved heir of the powerful Montague family. But after her father, Gabriel, vanished with no memory of who he was, Ava was betrayed by her stepmother Regina and her stepbrother Kieran. Framed as unstable and dangerous, she was locked away in a prison isolation cell and treated like a psycho. She lost her voice. She was beaten, broken, stripped of her dignity. Even her last meal became another weapon used to humiliate her. Then, after four years missing, Gabriel suddenly returned, and pulled Ava back from the brink of death. But the girl he saved was no longer the naive daughter she used to be. Haunted by what she endured, Ava sets out to reclaim her inheritance and destroy everyone who betrayed her. Yet no amount of revenge can erase the darkness the isolation cell left behind. And then a man enters her life, dangerously handsome, sharp enough to see through every mask she wears. He touches the wounds she’s spent years trying to bury. But can the part of Ava that once believed in love, the part she thought died long ago, ever come back to life?

Right before my wedding, my fiancé, Benjamin Gray, holds another wedding at an old settlement with his true love, who has lung cancer. He holds Jennifer Robinson close and smiles tenderly at her underneath the starry sky. "According to the local customs here, the woman whose wedding is held first is considered a man's actual wife. I might have already registered my marriage with Samantha, but she's more like my mistress." Everyone cheers and blesses them as they toast each other and enter their room for the night. I witness all of this, but I don't cry or kick up a fuss. Instead, I make an appointment for an abortion. I've loved Benjamin for 15 years, but I still can't compare to Jennifer, who is my stepsister. If that's the case, I'll let him go. Later, I join a geological exploration and research team in the South Isles and am cut off from the world. All I leave behind is a divorce agreement and a divorce gift. Benjamin has never cared for me, so it's odd that he loses his mind overnight after my departure.

"I died in my last life after a miserable marriage. Reborn the day before the weddings, I immediately swapped fiancés with my sister. I took the ruthless, cold-blooded Vampire Prince Robin Kane — the man my timid sister was originally supposed to marry — while she took the gentle archmage Julian. My family thought I was crazy. They were all wrong. I threw the eternal blood pact at Robin’s feet, publicly claimed him with a fierce kiss at the engagement banquet, and slapped Isabella when she tried to play the victim. Robin, the feared Vampire Prince, didn’t punish me. Instead, he protected me, trusted me, and slowly revealed a possessive, obsessive side that only I got to see. Every night he pinned me down, claiming me with raw hunger, whispering, “You’re mine, my wife. Let me hear you scream my name.” While Isabella schemed with enemies and tried to ruin me, I built my own power — The Night Fortress — turning the despised borderlands into a legendary force. I didn’t just survive this life. I took control of it."

"I died in my last life after a miserable marriage. Reborn the day before the weddings, I immediately swapped fiancés with my sister. I took the ruthless, cold-blooded Vampire Prince Robin Kane — the man my timid sister was originally supposed to marry — while she took the gentle archmage Julian. My family thought I was crazy. They were all wrong. I threw the eternal blood pact at Robin’s feet, publicly claimed him with a fierce kiss at the engagement banquet, and slapped Isabella when she tried to play the victim. Robin, the feared Vampire Prince, didn’t punish me. Instead, he protected me, trusted me, and slowly revealed a possessive, obsessive side that only I got to see. Every night he pinned me down, claiming me with raw hunger, whispering, “You’re mine, my wife. Let me hear you scream my name.” While Isabella schemed with enemies and tried to ruin me, I built my own power — The Night Fortress — turning the despised borderlands into a legendary force. I didn’t just survive this life. I took control of it."