

In our pack, every wolf has one chance in their lifetime to use an enhancement elixir to strengthen their wolf abilities, but this elixir is only effective when brewed by oneself. In my previous life, although I was a normal Omega, I worked day and night brewing my wolf enhancement elixir to become the Gamma of our pack. But on the day of the selection, after I shifted into my wolf form, I completely lost control. My wolf immediately prostrated itself at the feet of Victoria, the current Beta's granddaughter. Amid the cheers of the entire pack, Victoria became the new Gamma. Meanwhile, I was beaten and ridiculed. Everyone claimed I had stolen Victoria's enhancement elixir, which was why I couldn't control my wolf. They cut off both my hands and threw me into a silver mine. I died in excruciating pain in that silver pit, my very bones corroded by the silver. Until my dying breath, I couldn't understand—how could the elixir I brewed myself make my wolf submit to Victoria? When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to one week before the Gamma selection of the pack. This time, I gave up my right to compete and entered the forest alone to train for battle. Beta Richard stood at the empty doorway of my house, questioning me through our mind-link about why I was leaving the pack at such a crucial time. Meanwhile, I was removing my protective amulet, shifting into my wolf form alone to fight in the territory of the Rogue wolves.

"In the frozen lands of the Viking North, Skulrun, the only daughter of Chieftain Harald, is raised in secret as a boy. Her mother, Astrid, believes Skulrun is the child foretold by prophecy—the warrior chosen by Odin to unite the northern clans. At the age of ten, Skulrun defeats an opponent twice her size in a brutal arena battle. Just as Harald prepares to declare her his heir, her true identity is exposed before the entire clan. Furious that his promised successor is a girl, Harald denounces his own daughter as a fraud who has defied the gods. To secure the throne for the unborn son carried by Astrid's maid and secret rival, Ingrid, he orders both Astrid and Skulrun to be executed. Astrid unleashes forbidden blood magic and escapes with her daughter, but Harald's warriors soon corner them on a frozen lake. Knowing they cannot both survive, Astrid sacrifices herself to hold back the pursuers and forces Skulrun to flee. Skulrun is wounded by her father's axe and dragged away by a monstrous one-eyed wolf. Everyone assumes she has been killed. Astrid is captured, disfigured by Ingrid, and condemned to spend the rest of her life as a humiliated slave in the clan she once ruled. But Skulrun survives. Driven to the brink of death, she awakens the berserker power hidden within her blood and kills the demon wolf with her own hands. She is rescued by Gunnar, leader of the Frostblade Clan, but the trauma leaves her with no memory of her family or her past. Twenty years later, Skulrun has become the Frostblade Clan’s undefeated female warrior. Armed with twin axes and feared across the North, she has earned the reputation of a living Valkyrie. Yet despite her victories, she remains haunted by fragments of blood, snow, ravens, and a mother's desperate voice. One night, Odin appears in her dreams and places the legendary spear Gungnir in her hands. Guided by a divine prophecy, Skulrun learns that the truth of her bloodline lies in the northern ruins where her life was destroy

Wendy Shaw has just wrapped up a mission in ancient time when the System delivers news that stops her cold. Her best friend Laura Harper has been killed by a man who never deserved her. Wendy takes the new assignment without hesitating. She returns to the 21st century as the true Xavier heiress, steps into a marriage meant for the family's fake daughter, and walks down the aisle to Steve Hart, the scarred eldest son everyone assumes is a punishment posting. Her mission is to make Steve fall for her.Nobody takes Wendy seriously. The girl from the countryside is supposed to crumble under the Hart family's scrutiny. Instead, Steve's regard for her deepens steadily, and Wendy rises to become general manager of Hart Corp without breaking a sweat.When she finally turns her full attention to Mark Hart, the second son whose hands are stained with Laura's death, everything she has built points in one direction. He never saw her coming. That was always the plan."

"Selene, your bloodline is too lowly. You don't deserve to be a Luna! You must let your Alpha mark his sister-in-law!" My mother-in-law despises me because I'm a lowly Omega. When my mate's brother dies in an accident, my mother-in-law wants me to allow my mate, Eugene Latham, to have pups with his sister-in-law, Kristy Unwin, because of her superior bloodline. Otherwise, Eugene will lose his right to become Alpha! Eugene wraps his arms around me tenderly and says, "You're the only one in my heart, but you need to understand that the pack can't go without an Alpha. I'll announce to everyone that you're my Luna once Kristy's pregnant and I become Alpha, okay?" I love him deeply, so I believe him. However, when Eugene goes from sleeping with Kristy once a month to sleeping with me once a month, I realize he's no longer a mate who belonged to me alone. When Kristy announces that she's pregnant and that she and Eugene are going to get married, I'm the only one who's kept in the dark. My heart shatters into pieces when I see the glimmering Luna's ring on her finger. If this is what Eugene wants, I'll fake my death and leave him. I won't ever return.

In her past life, Nancy Yale was betrayed, stripped of her family fortune, and brutally murdered by her scumbag husband, Zack Gomez, and his mistress. Given a second chance at life, she swiftly marries Liam Swift, the wealthiest man in Riverton, and publicly humiliates her deceitful ex. To save her father's company, Nancy must fulfill a high-stakes business agreement within six months. With Liam's support, she triumphs over her adversaries, eventually building a life together and raising a beautiful family with him.

My father was one of the first dons to rise out of the Naples mob. My mother was an iron-fisted businesswoman with a reputation that made grown men flinch. When I was ten, somebody had the nerve to hijack one of my father's freight ships. He had the man's arms and legs broken with a crowbar, then stuffed a handful of gold rings down his throat — told him to count his money while he crawled. When I was fifteen, some scheming woman tried to get her claws into my father. My mother hired the filthiest pimps off the docks, shipped her down to a back-alley bar in Marseille, and told her to make her own way. And me — I grew up running the streets of Naples like I owned them. The sons of every other family knew to call me Miss Ferrante and keep their hands to themselves. Then I met him. A rough, quiet man fresh out of the army. For him I put down the knives, traded the silk for plain cotton, and followed him back to that little nothing of a coastal town, Porto Scuro. Today my mother-in-law and my husband went down to the dock warehouses to settle a dispute. They held her face down in a barrel of rotting fish guts. They kicked in three of his ribs. I stared at the salt fish I'd been slicing on the kitchen board, let out a cold laugh, and brought the knife down so hard the oak split in half. Then I dialed my father's private line.

After taking an assassin's blade meant for her father, Egyptian princess Amenet awakens in modern New York — reborn as a billionaire dynasty's true heir.Armed with ancient divine power, she rebuilds her father's empire, shreds every enemy's scheme, and seizes the throne.

Subjected to humiliation by her mother-in-law and abuse from her husband, Alicia Reed endures in silence, all for the sake of preserving her family. Despite everyone's perception of Alicia as a country bumpkin, her husband's infidelity becomes a turning point. In a surprising twist, Alicia confronts him with a divorce agreement, unveiling her immense wealth. The unexpected resilience of this seemingly underestimated woman reshapes the narrative, leaving her unfaithful husband in a state of panic.