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Zoey Shaw wakes up inside a novel as the infamous villainess doomed to a tragic end.Refusing to follow the same path, she decides to rewrite her fate—no self-destruction, no foolish choices, just survival and a new beginning. When a shameless ex and a scheming rival show up to cause trouble, she’s ready. This time, she protects her husband, claims her happiness, and crushes every plot against her. She clears her family’s name and rises from ruin to glory.

Arthur, the true heir and a business genius, was betrayed by his three sisters and killed while protecting them from their beloved fake brother. Reborn, he cuts them off and walks away. Without Arthur to clean up their messes, the fake heir destroys everything. Only then do his sisters realize who they lost—but it’s too late.

The night before high school graduation, Ethan Luciano pulled me into his bedroom. His hands were rough, his touch demanding, yet my heart overflowed with a decade's worth of unspoken longing. I'd loved Ethan for ten years, and finally, it seemed my silent wishes had come true. Afterwards, as we lay tangled in his sheets, he whispered that he'd marry me after graduation. Once he took over the Luciano family's empire from his father, he'd make me the most cherished woman in the family. I believed him. The next morning, I sat curled up against his bare chest as he casually told my foster brother, Lucas, about us. My cheeks were flushed, and my heart raced, still clinging to the sweetness of the night before. However, then their conversation shifted into Italian. Lucas smirked, leaning back against the doorframe. "Not bad, Young Boss. Your first time, and the school's 'it girl' just threw herself at you. So, how's my little sister taste?" Ethan gave a lazy chuckle. "Looks like an angel, but a freak in the sheets. Who would’ve thought?" The room erupted in low, conspiratorial laughter. Lucas raised a brow. "So, should I call her my little sister or my future sister-in-law?" Ethan’s tone darkened, his arm tightening around my waist for a moment. Then he let out a sigh. "She’s nothing. Just practice," he said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I’m trying to hook up with the cheer captain, Sylvia Dawson, but I don’t want her thinking I’m clueless in bed. Cynthia Saville’s just a warm-up." He paused. "But don’t tell Sylvia. I don’t need her getting all emotional." They didn't know that I’d spent months secretly learning Italian, preparing for the life I thought I’d share with Ethan. I didn't say a word. Later that day, I quietly withdrew my early decision application to Caltech and applied to MIT instead.

"Claire Sterling was once the eldest daughter of the wealthy Sterling family in New York. On her wedding day, her brother Ethan brought home a woman named Lydia, who claimed to be their long-lost sister. Ethan turned Claire’s wedding into a welcome party for Lydia. He also allowed Lydia to take Claire’s clothes, her place in the family, and even her fiancé. Claire was sent to a remote town for three years to be “taught a lesson.” By the time Ethan brought her home, years of abuse had left her with terminal stomach cancer. She had only seven days left to live. After returning to the Sterling family, Claire continued to suffer humiliation from Ethan, her former fiancé Alexander, and Lydia. The wedding gown her mother had left her was torn apart. Her mother’s grave was dug up, and Claire was forced to swallow some of her mother’s ashes. On Lydia’s wedding day, Lydia had Claire taken to an abandoned warehouse, where she was brutally beaten and left behind. Close to death, Claire dragged herself to the cemetery. She wanted to be buried beside her mother. However, Elliot Hayes, a childhood friend, found her and saved her. When Claire’s terminal diagnosis appeared at the wedding, Ethan and Alexander finally realized that Lydia had deceived them all along. They desperately investigated the truth and punished those responsible, but they could never regain Claire’s trust. Far away at a seaside care center, Claire began receiving treatment with Elliot by her side. She slowly learned to look forward to tomorrow again and started a new life with someone who truly valued her."

Betrayed and killed by her three fiancés and stepsister Rosalie, Empress Ophelia is reborn five years earlier at her husband-selection banquet. While the three men smugly await her choice, she shocks them all by announcing her true fiancé: Cassian, the powerful Beast Lord.

Zoey Shaw wakes up inside a novel as the infamous villainess doomed to a tragic end.Refusing to follow the same path, she decides to rewrite her fate—no self-destruction, no foolish choices, just survival and a new beginning. When a shameless ex and a scheming rival show up to cause trouble, she’s ready. This time, she protects her husband, claims her happiness, and crushes every plot against her. She clears her family’s name and rises from ruin to glory.

Ophelia was hit by a stray mafia bullet at her wedding while saving her husband Vincent. Vincent spent every penny he had to build a mechanical heart and bring Ophelia back to life. The two became a couple envied by all. Until Ophelia witnessed Vincent’s betrayal with her own eyes… And the woman kissing her husband in the garden downstairs was Nova, the mafia member who had shot through her heart! She resolved to leave. She wanted none of this fake love, nor this cold mechanical heart….

To save his collapsing company, Ray Shaw married the Lee family's heiress,Hannah, abandoning his fiancée, Quincy Channing, who loved his brother, Harry. When he returned triumphantly, Quincy came crying and begged him not to leave.

Lin Wei, a werewolf girl, was once loved by her two brothers. But after they took in fake orphan Li La, she was abandoned and hurt deeplyHeartbroken, she left to study medicine alone for fifteen years. Her brothers later regretted bitterly.Fifteen years later, she returned as a strong healer with an antidote. She let go of the past and devoted herself to medicine

The night of my first shift at eighteen, my two older brothers brought home a twelve-year-old orphaned Omega. My alpha brother seized the rare healing herb I'd spent all my savings on—herbs meant to ease my first transformation—and gave them to her instead. "You're strong enough," he growled. "You don't need such precious herbs." My beta brother snarled with fury, pointing toward the door. "Get out! Don't come back!" I said nothing more, just grabbed my packed bag and left. They assumed I was merely throwing a tantrum, that I'd return in a few days. My brothers, finally free of my presence, took the orphan girl on an international vacation to the Caribbean islands I'd always dreamed of visiting. Many days later, when they returned to the pack, they were shocked to discover I'd accepted an offer from the neighboring pack's Head Healer. The position required fifteen years of isolated herbal research. I could never return home. That night, they fell apart.