
![[ENG DUB] From Death to Power, I Rise](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Nathan Miller is the Miller family's long-lost legitimate son who, after being brought back to the wealthy household, faces only cold stares,abuse, and betrayal. His mother shows favoritism, his father remains indifferent, his sister treats him cruelly, and the adopted son Lucas Miller, who usurped his place, frames him at every turn and steals everything—his education, his dreams, even his life. However, fate grants him a second life as Ethan Parker, son of Riverton's wealthiest family. Armed with memories and hatred from his past life, he returns to high society as the Parker heir, vowing to make the Miller family pay!

Nathan Miller is the Miller family's long-lost legitimate son who, after being brought back to the wealthy household, faces only cold stares,abuse, and betrayal. His mother shows favoritism, his father remains indifferent, his sister treats him cruelly, and the adopted son Lucas Miller, who usurped his place, frames him at every turn and steals everything—his education, his dreams, even his life. However, fate grants him a second life as Ethan Parker, son of Riverton's wealthiest family. Armed with memories and hatred from his past life, he returns to high society as the Parker heir, vowing to make the Miller family pay!

Maria drives her daughter to celebrate the birthday of Logan, her husband. When a crash traps them, Logan—a skilled doctor—rushes to save his ex-lover's son, unknowingly leaving his own child to die.Heartbroken and disappointed, Maria decides to divorce. Before Natalie's funeral begins, will Logan uncover the truth and make amends?

Maria drives her daughter to celebrate the birthday of Logan, her husband. When a crash traps them, Logan—a skilled doctor—rushes to save his ex-lover's son, unknowingly leaving his own child to die.Heartbroken and disappointed, Maria decides to divorce. Before Natalie's funeral begins, will Logan uncover the truth and make amends?

My three-year-old son, Ethan, strayed into rogue territory and was brutally murdered. When the news reached me, I blacked out. I woke up to my Alpha mate, Alexander, gripping my hand tightly. His voice was hoarse with grief. "Ivy, I swear I will avenge Ethan. I will tear those damned rogues apart with my own claws." But three days later, at the funeral, I overheard a conversation between Alexander and his Beta, Marcus. "Alpha, I don't understand," Marcus sounded confused. "Why didn't you let the pack doctor save Ethan? He was only critically injured. If we had acted in time..." "It was Lucas. He accidentally pushed Ethan toward the rogue territory," Alexander’s voice was laced with pain. "Lucas was just a child who didn't know the rogue borders. He didn’t mean it." "If I let the doctor save Ethan, the boy would have told everyone the truth. Sophia would go to jail, and the Council would sentence Lucas to death. I couldn't let that happen." Alexander continued. "But what about the pack's heir?" Marcus asked, worried. "It doesn't matter," Alexander’s tone returned to a chilling calm. "Once Ivy calms down, I'll bring Lucas back. We’ll say he’s an adopted orphan and have the next Alpha raised by Ivy herself." So, the person who killed my son was his illegitimate child with his mistress. My son could have been saved, but Alexander sacrificed my Ethan for his bastard. I dialed a number I hadn't called in five years. "Dad, it's me. Ivy." "I’ve changed my mind," my voice was cold and steady. "I’m coming back to inherit the Royal Pack." "And what about the Moonstone Pack?" "I want the Moonstone Pack erased from existence."

After being betrayed and killed by her fiancé Marcus and her demigod half-sister, Althea—the most celebrated goddess of Olympus—is reborn on the day she must choose her husband. Instead of picking Marcus, she shocks every god by choosing his uncle—the powerful war god she's always called Uncle Alessandro. As her enemies crumble and a love no god dares name takes hold, is this sweet revenge… or a temptation even a goddess can't survive?

My father was Enzo Moretti, the godfather of one of New York’s most powerful mafia families. And I was his princess—his most cherished treasure. He hid me from his world to protect me, but he didn’t want me left alone, so he arranged a marriage for me. The groom was Leon Scott—the son of New York’s richest man. Handsome, loaded, and a rising star in the business world. On paper, he was perfect. For our wedding, my father had a custom gown flown in from a designer in Milan. Today was my fitting appointment. When I walked into the bridal boutique, my heart stopped. Nicole Hill, Leon’s childhood sweetheart, was wearing my wedding dress. When she saw me, a smug little smile curled her lips. Then she grabbed a cheap white polyester bridesmaid’s dress from the table and shoved it into my arms. “Put this on,” she said, lifting her chin like she owned the place. “You can wear this for the ceremony.” I looked down at the flimsy fabric in my hands, then back up at her. My voice dropped low. “I’m the soon-to-be bride. And you’re telling me to wear this?” She let out a laugh, sharp and mean. “Just do what you’re told and don’t make this difficult. Leon already gave the word. I’m walking down the aisle in your place. And you? You just stand there like a good little bridesmaid and go through the motions.” For a few seconds, I couldn’t speak. Then I pulled out my phone and dialed Leon’s number. It rang twice before he picked up. “Leon, about Nicole taking my place at the altar. Don’t you think you owe me an explanation?”