

I was the eldest daughter of the Shadow Wolves pack. Anyone who married me would gain the full support of Shadow Wolves. Every wolf in the pack knew that Ryan Trivett and I had grown up together, practically destined for each other. I'd been infatuated with him for as long as I could remember. In this life, though, I didn't choose Ryan. Instead, I ended up with his uncle, Lucas Trivett. Why? Because in my previous life, I had been married to Ryan for five years, and he had never touched me. I used to think he had his reasons—some secret burden he couldn't share. But one day, I accidentally stumbled into the hidden chamber behind our bedroom. There, I saw him pleasuring himself to a photo of my cousin. That was the moment I realized the truth. He never loved me. He had only ever used me. Now, with this second chance at life, I had decided to let them have each other. But when I walked down the aisle in my wedding dress toward Lucas, Ryan completely lost it.

My husband—the mafia boss—loses his first love to suicide. Celeste Reyes couldn't accept that he was marrying me. Since then, Darius Sterling mourns her publicly every day, and we become the kind of couple that despises each other more than anyone else. However, when the Moretti family of Eastbourne sends assassins after me, Darius takes the bullet meant for me. The bullet is poisoned. As he lies weakly in my arms, he whispers, "I saved your life. My debt to your mother is repaid. In our next life, let's not meet again. "I don't want to hate you anymore. I just hope you'll always be the girl next door. Now, it's time for me to be with Celeste." And just like that, he dies in my arms. I cry my heart out, but Darius never looks at me again. Only then do I realize how foolish and childish our hatred has been all these years. Later, after I eliminate the Morettis, I take my own life for him. Yet, when I open my eyes again, I'm back at 20—the year of our engagement. I reject my father's plan for an arranged marriage and choose to go to New Verden to manage the family business. This time, I'll stay far away from Darius and give him and Celeste my blessings.

My husband—the mafia boss—loses his first love to suicide. Celeste Reyes couldn't accept that he was marrying me. Since then, Darius Sterling mourns her publicly every day, and we become the kind of couple that despises each other more than anyone else. However, when the Moretti family of Eastbourne sends assassins after me, Darius takes the bullet meant for me. The bullet is poisoned. As he lies weakly in my arms, he whispers, "I saved your life. My debt to your mother is repaid. In our next life, let's not meet again. "I don't want to hate you anymore. I just hope you'll always be the girl next door. Now, it's time for me to be with Celeste." And just like that, he dies in my arms. I cry my heart out, but Darius never looks at me again. Only then do I realize how foolish and childish our hatred has been all these years. Later, after I eliminate the Morettis, I take my own life for him. Yet, when I open my eyes again, I'm back at 20—the year of our engagement. I reject my father's plan for an arranged marriage and choose to go to New Verden to manage the family business. This time, I'll stay far away from Darius and give him and Celeste my blessings.

In my previous lifetime, my parents can't bear to marry Selena Madden to a faraway pack, so they decide to let her marry Alpha Kyle Abbott from the Shadowfrost pack. On the night a party is hosted, the drunken Kyle mistakes me for Selena, so he kisses and marks me on the spot. Later on, he's forced to marry me in order to take responsibility for what happened. Out of sorrow, Selena decides to marry far, far away to Londres. But after Kyle and I become mates, he pretends as though I don't exist. Throughout our three-year mate bond, I'm forced to endure the cold shoulder he gives me while helping him deal with all the pack-related affairs. On top of that, I still prepare Kyle's meals for him meticulously every day. Even when it comes to bedroom matters, I do my best to cooperate with him. Some time later, our relationship begins to ease up. Kyle no longer treats me coldly. I thought this is a sign that Kyle has accepted me as his mate. But when he dies in an accident, he has his Beta deliver his final words to me before he breathes his last. "Layla, if there is a next life, please let me and Selena be together." It turns out that Kyle has never forgotten Selena. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day Kyle and Selena are about to discuss their upcoming bonding ceremony. In this lifetime, I decide to fulfill their wish.

I'm about to get married under the witness of the Goddess of the Moon. However, Carl Erickson, my partner of ten years, doesn't know it yet. Carl has recently hired a new assistant—Ivy Keating. Everyone in the wolf pack knows something amorous is going on between them; they frequently "discuss work" until the wee hours of the night. A celebration that's supposed to be for our anniversary turns into Ivy's birthday celebration. Carl orders a ten-layer mango cream cake for the celebration—it's Ivy's favorite. They get cream everywhere, but they've forgotten I'm seriously allergic to mangoes. A regular mango is as lethal to me as wolf venom is. I'm taken away by an ambulance to be rescued, and I'm alone when I wake up. Carl is still at the party, celebrating Ivy's birthday. My wolf growls unhappily, and my love for Carl dies. It's then that I agree to the marriage my family has arranged for me. I'm going to marry a true Alpha.

Willow once loved her fiancé Connor with all her heart, only to realize that his heart had always belonged to her stepsister Wendy. In her past life, after Wendy married a powerful mafia boss, Connor believed Willow had destroyed their relationship and hated her for ten years. It wasn’t until Willow and her son were kidnapped that Connor sacrificed his life to save her, leaving Willow to carry his regret and her own pain forever.Reborn ten years in the past, Willow chose to walk away from Connor and entered the infamous Prentiss Manor in Wendy’s place. No longer willing to be manipulated, she fought back against Wendy’s schemes. During a deadly bombing, Willow saved Aaron, the heir to a powerful mafia empire, and the two slowly fell in love through life-and-death trials.

Willow once loved her fiancé Connor with all her heart, only to realize that his heart had always belonged to her stepsister Wendy. In her past life, after Wendy married a powerful mafia boss, Connor believed Willow had destroyed their relationship and hated her for ten years. It wasn’t until Willow and her son were kidnapped that Connor sacrificed his life to save her, leaving Willow to carry his regret and her own pain forever.Reborn ten years in the past, Willow chose to walk away from Connor and entered the infamous Prentiss Manor in Wendy’s place. No longer willing to be manipulated, she fought back against Wendy’s schemes. During a deadly bombing, Willow saved Aaron, the heir to a powerful mafia empire, and the two slowly fell in love through life-and-death trials.

In her past life, Christie Reynolds made a fateful mistake in love, falling victim to a misjudgment of character that led to a tragic betrayal. Burned to death as a result, she gets a second chance at life through rebirth. Determined to right the wrongs of her past, she vows to marry the man who had courageously rushed into the fire to save her, even if he was known as a notorious playboy. Initially, she marries him out of deep gratitude, but after the wedding, she finds herself showered with an unprecedented level of affection. It seems she is going to be utterly and completely indulged!

Fletcher Fields, a brilliant lawyer, gets a second chance at life after a tragic miscarriage of justice. In his previous life,forged evidence led to the wrongful execution of his father-in-law and drove his wife, Camillia, to suicide. Reborn with the truth, Fletcher is now hell-bent on clearing Jorge's name. In a retrial, he exposes tampered surveillance footage and unveils a web of lies, bringing the real killer to justice and securing a future with his beloved Camillia.

For five years, Irene loved Captain Carson the way girls in movies love pilots. She had every flight number on his roster burned into her brain. Booked tickets just to ride his routes. Set her alarm for 2 a.m. so she'd be wide awake the second his wheels hit the tarmac. Quit her job back in Seattle and followed him to a city where she didn't know a single soul. In her head, this was love. The real kind. The kind where a man walks off the jet bridge, drops to one knee, and the whole terminal claps. Her mistake? Thinking he ever planned to. The truth? In Carson's eyes, Irene wasn't a girlfriend. She was a warm body. Convenient. Always available. The girl he practiced on while figuring out what a real woman liked in bed. The woman he actually loved was Blair — a hooker from the red-light strip he kept on retainer between layovers. When Irene finally found out, her heart didn't just crack. It flatlined. She didn't cry. Didn't scream. Didn't even tell him she knew. She smiled. Took a breath. And said yes to the proposal from the sweet boy next door who'd been quietly in love with her for years. A year later, Carson figured out Blair for exactly what she was — a cold-blooded gold digger who'd been laughing at him behind his back the whole time. He showed up at Irene's door. No pride left. Just a broke man, begging for the girl he threw away. He was ten months too late. Irene didn't even look up from signing the marriage license.