

Just because I agreed to cover my adoptive sister's shift, I was beaten half to death by the patient's furious family.My brother David, a police officer, found me.And my childhood sweetheart Nick, a brilliant forensic pathologist, successfully saved my life.From childhood to adulthood, I had always been the one most doted on by my brother and Nick.But I never imagined that the ones who would truly send me to hell were them.My police officer brother David threw me into the bed of the most perverted rapists.He watched coldly as I was violated and tortured, without a flicker of emotion.When I had been abused beyond recognition, it was Nick who took me away.But he didn't save me. Instead, at the brink of death, he dismembered me.Natalieďź" Why?"Nickďź" You shouldn't have fought with Mia for our affection."My adoptive sister, Mia?But I was the one who was supposed to have all of thisâŚI'm not willing to accept this!Now, I've returned to that fateful night when everything began.This time, I won't let them succeed. "None of you who plotted against me will get away. "

He's the strongest Alpha aliveâcursed so that anyone who touches him burns to ash. She's a wolfless mage apprentice who fell from the sky straight into his arms⌠and didn't burn. Desperate to find her fated mate, Aria takes a job as Kael's personal maid, unaware the cold, dangerous Alpha is already falling for her. But a dark prophecy looms: their child will carry a curse far deadlier than hisâand bearing it could cost Aria her life. When rivals attack and Aria's life hangs by a thread, Kael will face the deadliest mountain in the world to save her. Because some fates aren't writtenâthey're fought for.

For the past two months, Iâve been getting photos. Photos of my fated mate, Andrew, fucking his mistress, Crystalâa sultry omega. ăDear Luna, Andrew left so many marks on me last night. He said I'm the only one who's ever made him feel a real orgasm.ă ăOh, and that famous soothing ability you're so proud of? I have it too. He says I can replace you completely now.ă ăDon't worry, I'll take good care of your mate for you.ă In the photos, a smudge of Crystal's lipstick was a glaring stain on Andrewâs mate mark. Looking at those messages, disbelief curdled into despair, and finally, into a cold, hard numbness. Until tonight, when the Moon Goddess finally answered my desperate prayers. I could sacrifice half of my soothing gift for one chance to sever our mate bond on my own. In seven days, I will finally leave Andrew for good.

To test his loyalty, my stepsister, Wendy Lidell, drugged my childhood friend. Then, she shoved me into his room. Unable to watch Connor Gordon suffer, I willingly helped him through the night. In a fit of pique, Wendy ran off and married a cruel mafia don. I got pregnant, and Connor was forced to marry me. At that point, he started to despise me. During the ten long years of marriage, he treated me and our son coldly. But during a flood overseas, he sacrificed his life to get me and our son back on solid land. I failed to keep my grip on him. As he sank into the depths, he looked at me and said, âIf we could redo everything, make sure you donât help me that night.â Those words stung me greatly, and I fainted right away. When I next opened my eyes, I found that I had gone back in time. I had traveled back to the night when Wendy had drugged Connor and locked me in his room.

After his first love died, Oscar hated me for ten years. I tried everything to soften him. Nothing worked. "If you really want to please me, go die." The words cut deep. But when the riot came, he threw himself in front of me and was hacked down where he stood. He stared at me as he bled out. "If only⌠my fated mate hadn't been you." At his funeral, his parents wept. "We should have let him be with Catherine. We forced him to marry her, all because of that damn prophecy." Windvale Pack lived by prophecy. Years ago, the Seer had foretold that if Oscar didn't take his fated mate as his bond-mate, disaster would fall on the pack. I was that fated mate. But now, everyone wished I never had been. Even me. I was driven from the funeral, hollow. Then the Moon Goddess descended. She offered me a chanceâten years backâon two conditions. I would not become Oscar's mate. I would prevent Catherine's death. I said yes without thinking.

After his first love died, Oscar hated me for ten years. I tried everything to soften him. Nothing worked. "If you really want to please me, go die." The words cut deep. But when the riot came, he threw himself in front of me and was hacked down where he stood. He stared at me as he bled out. "If only⌠my fated mate hadn't been you." At his funeral, his parents wept. "We should have let him be with Catherine. We forced him to marry her, all because of that damn prophecy." Windvale Pack lived by prophecy. Years ago, the Seer had foretold that if Oscar didn't take his fated mate as his bond-mate, disaster would fall on the pack. I was that fated mate. But now, everyone wished I never had been. Even me. I was driven from the funeral, hollow. Then the Moon Goddess descended. She offered me a chanceâten years backâon two conditions. I would not become Oscar's mate. I would prevent Catherine's death. I said yes without thinking.

After being taken home from an orphanage by her father Zion Lynn, Zoe Lynn was expecting a warm family. But Zion only used her to trick Chase Reese. He even killed Zoe, who luckily traveled back to the day she got engaged to Chase. This time, how would she unmask Zion's plots to protect her love?

Before we submitted our college applications, the popular girl in our class, the billionaireâs daughter, suddenly said she could get all of us into Harvard or Yale. âMy parents donated several buildings to those schools. Getting you all admitted is nothing.â Most of my classmatesâ college entrance exam scores were still a long way from those schools, but they believed her. They gave up submitting their own applications and counted on her to pull strings so they could get into college. In my last life, I realized her promise was unreliable. I immediately urged them not to give up on their applications, to keep a backup plan, and I called their parents one by one. But that infuriated the popular girl. She mocked me for being poor and said I did not understand how the upper class worked. She claimed I had ruined everyoneâs future. My boyfriend also snapped at me for being jealous. âYouâre just jealous that Lissyâs family is rich. You canât stand the thought of all of us going to Harvard or Yale. So what if you have good grades? You could work your whole life and still never catch up to what her family built over three generations.â For the sake of our three years as classmates, I did not argue with them. But before the deadline, when I found out they still had not submitted their applications, I called the police and exposed the popular girlâs fake identity. The popular girl was condemned by everyone. In despair, she jumped into a river and killed herself. My classmates all said she deserved it and thanked me for saving their futures. But at our class farewell dinner, my boyfriend poisoned my drink, and the entire class watched coldly as I writhed in pain. âAt worst, we would have lost our chance at college. Lissy lost her life!â When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day the popular girl claimed she could pull strings for us.

Lauren Turner is a werewolf who is struggling to contain the crazy wolf inside of her. But her life starts to change and gets even more complicated when the powerful Alpha, Sebastian Ashford, forces Lauren into a contractual marriage. Lauren and Sebastian must deal with the ramifications of their false nuptials alongside the constant threat that their identity will be discovered by the humans. But little does Lauren know, that Sebastianâs true reasons for entering into this contract may be the biggest threat of all.

The end of the world was upon us, but there weren't enough spots for evacuation. The roars of the zombies echoed in my ears as my fiancĂŠ, Oliver, gritted his teeth and pulled me onto the rescue vehicleâsecuring the last available seat. I arrived safely at the survivor base. Lina, his first love, did not. The zombies tore her apart. Oliver still went through with our marriage, but I never expected that he had only done so to make me suffer. In his eyes, I was the one who had killed Lina. If she had to endure such agony, then I should, too. For five years, he hated me. My life was worse than that of a stray dog scavenging for food on the street. On the day my divorce was finalized, he kidnapped me, dragged me into the wilderness, and wrapped his fingers around my throat. Then, he threw us both into the swarm of the undead. When I opened my eyes again, I was somehow reborn on the day the apocalypse began. The rescue team was shouting impatiently, "One more! We have room for one moreâhurry!" I turned to Oliver, watching his hesitation. Then, with a quiet smile, I took a step back and let someone else have the last seat.