

In her previous life, Vega married the man she loved—Dylan—only to be betrayed. For the sake of his first love, Dylan drained Vega's billions and even allowed his mistress to plot against Vega's entire family.Reborn, Vega returns to the moment she must choose a husband. This time, she decisively marries Ian, a principled and upright man. When Dylan realizes Vega didn't choose him, regret hits him like a tidal wave...

On the first day of my rebirth, I turn straight into the bedroom of Don Raffaele Caruso and begin undoing my clothes. In my previous life, I was in a marriage of convenience with his son, Matteo Caruso, but there was no love between us. We were notorious in Liberty City's mafia circle. Matteo believed I was the reason he lost his first love. He thought I had deliberately gone into his room the night he was drugged with an aphrodisiac, trapping him in a marriage. Hence, for eight years after our wedding, he stayed out drunk every night and refused to come home. Even when I went into obstructed labor and was on the brink of death, he never asked about me even once. Then, the hurricane came. A storm surge swallowed Liberty City. The harbor collapsed under the waves, and there was only one seat left on the evacuation boat. Everyone thought Matteo would keep it for himself. Instead, he shoved me hard onto the boat. "Go! I'm giving you my chance to live, Chiara. If there's a next life, don't come saving me again. I just want to be with Lucia." The next second, his body was dragged into the pitch-black sea. I survived, only to be hacked to death by a rival family afterward. What Matteo never knew was that he wasn't the only one who was drugged that night. His father was too. This time around, I step into the room just as the effects of the aphrodisiac take hold. Raffaele is currently forcing himself to endure it, his control stretched to the limit. I walk over and say softly, "Let me be your antidote, Don Caruso."

Luna Ashford is a sharp modern forensic scientist who wakes up one day as the princess consort of the seventh prince of the Solmire Empire—wife to Jothan Barnett, a prince the entire court whispers about:brutal, cursed, a man who buries his wives. Her system gives her a clean exit: earn enough intimacy with Jothan and solve the wrongful case shadowing his past, and she goes home. Simple enough. Except the monster the rumors promised turns out to be something else entirely, and the case runs deeper and darker than any file she's ever worked. She came to investigate a prince. She didn't plan to understand him.

"For ten years, I was Vincenzo Moretti’s blood-bound wife — his Pure Source, his shield, his silent sacrifice. Until the night he left me and our newborn son to die on a cold street so he could stay with his mistress. He took everything from me. My child. My mother. My last drop of hope. Now that I’ve finally walked away, the almighty vampire prince has gone mad trying to win me back. He burns his empire, discards his lover, and begs on his knees for the woman he once called “replaceable.” But I’m not the same Isabella anymore. Some monsters realize their mistake only after they’ve already lost everything. And I will never let him drag me back into the dark."

In 2026 she runs empires. In 1993 she wakes up disfigured, limping, robbed of her dowry, despised by her own son, and thrown out of her home by a husband and his mistress who between them nearly finish the job permanently. The body she inherits belongs to Mya Lane, a woman destroyed by everyone who was supposed to protect her. What they don't account for is who is inside it now. She carries a smartphone from thirty years in the future and the instincts of someone who has outmaneuvered boardrooms full of sharks. The scars heal faster than anyone expects. The money comes next. When her husband, his mistress, her mother-in-law, and her brainwashed son come at her one by one, she meets every single one of them with everything she has.She doesn't leave until every debt is settled and the divorce papers are signed on her terms.

Mistaken for her fiancé’s mistress and humiliated by his family, secret billionaire Scarlett finally sees Derek for what he is. She walks into their wedding with a new groom, a devastating revenge plan, and enough power to leave every traitor with nothing.

"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."

Layla Monroe, a mystic arts practitioner, is reborn as the third daughter of the Dugan family—only to be buried alive by her own father as a sacrifice. She survives a thunder strike and crawls back from death’s edge. Using her mystic arts, she takes revenge step by step, forcing her enemies to suffer their own cruelty. To survive, she enters a contract marriage with Crown Prince Julian Lauren, but through palace struggles, wit, and power, she rises—until even the cold prince falls for her, and she becomes unstoppable.