

"Serena, the rightful daughter of the Witch Clan, devoted her heart to Adrian in her previous life. She spared no effort to support him, helping him rise to the throne. But in the end, she was betrayed by Adrian and her adopted sister Celeste. Pregnant with his child, Serena was poisoned and killed. By a twist of fate, she was reborn and returned to the day of her twentieth birthday ceremony—the day she was destined to choose her husband. This time, she no longer clung to her old love. Instead, she chose Poseidon, the youngest son of the former clan lord. A man everyone looked down upon because of his incomplete bone fins. Poseidon was Adrian’s uncle. In her previous life, Adrian had treated Serena with arrogance and contempt. But in this life… The man who once looked down on her could only bow his head and call her: “Aunt-in-law.” For years, Poseidon had secretly loved Serena. In her previous life, he was the one who saved her. And after her death… He personally sought revenge for her. Only after losing everything did Adrian finally realize his mistakes. He desperately tried to win Serena back. But Serena had already seen through him. Not every regret… Deserves forgiveness. In the end… Serena chose the man who had always cherished her. Together with Poseidon, she seized power, ruled side by side, and began a brand-new life.

Emilia is the reincarnation of Saintess Natasha, who died in battle 70 years ago. Entering the Royal Academy of Magic as a baron's illegitimate daughter, she excels in magic and swordsmanship, earning a surprise nomination for the Saintess selection. There, Clara and her mother scheme against her, but Emilia inadvertently awakens the mad King Arthur, revealing her true identity.

Sold to New York Mafia Godfather Vincenzo at 21, Chloe spent seven years as his gilded mistress and Hollywood siren. But on her 28th birthday, she overhears him call her "just a plaything". Heartbroken, Chloe severs ties, abandons her fame, and flees to Paris to pursue her painting dream. Vincenzo begins to regret his foolish pride and relentlessly tracks her down...

"Lina spent ten years following the gifted researcher Arthur, from silently admiring him to becoming his fiancée. But she gradually realized that Arthur had only agreed to marry her out of guilt after the kidnapping case, while his true patience, closeness, and indulgence were all reserved for Mia, the daughter of his mentor. On the eve of the wedding, Lina applied for a transfer to the Western Research Center, sold the house under her own name, and for the first time explicitly refused to keep cleaning up Arthur’s life. When Mia passed off research results that Lina had helped complete as her own, Arthur not only publicly vouched for Mia, but also pulled Lina out of the venue and tried to buy her silence with a kiss. Lina ended the engagement completely, withdrew the data she had organized, handed the original records over to the research institute, and after completing the handover, left for the west alone. Only after the wedding was canceled and Lina disappeared entirely from his life and work did Arthur realize that he had long treated her devotion as a permanent given. In the west, Lina threw herself back into research and fieldwork, and gradually regained her self-respect and her life through the candid yet measured companionship of Leon, a geology researcher. After the research institute clarified the attribution of the paper, Mia was expelled, and Arthur traveled west to apologize and express his regret, but he could not change Lina’s decision. After enduring sandstorms, emergency equipment repairs, and a landslide rescue, Lina completely let go of the old relationship, built a new life of mutual growth with Leon, and reaffirmed the value of her career through her own desert ecology research."

After five years of marriage to her tennis partner Enzo, Isabel uncovers a devastating truth: she was merely a shadow of Julie, the woman he never forgot.Enzo abandons everything when Julie returns. But when Isabel vanishes from his life, desire turns to torment—and regret comes far too late.

In my last life, my sister Serena Vega ran to Monaco the night before her wedding, and my family shoved me into her dress before dawn. Damian Lucchese, the young Godfather of New York, had been waiting at the altar for her. The moment he lifted my veil and saw me instead, the warmth in his eyes went cold. For five years, I was his hidden wife. The underworld knew he was married, but no one knew to whom. My parents blamed me for stealing Serena’s place and still failing to keep his heart. Then Serena came home. That Christmas, Damian took her and my parents to his mountain estate. When a blizzard hit, his men rushed everyone onto the helicopter. No one remembered me. I died in that frozen house, three months pregnant with Damian’s child. When I opened my eyes again, Serena had just returned to New York. This time, I would not beg for love. Only when I truly walked away, none of them had the right to regret it.

Serenna, an orphan, grew up in the same children's home as her boyfriend, Kian—the only light in her dark existence. But their humble happiness caught the ruthless attention of Arianna Moretti, the spoiled heiress of the powerful Moretti crime family. Obsessive and unhinged, Arianna pursued Kian relentlessly; when he firmly rejected her, her pride shattered. Armed with her family's influence, she launched a savage campaign of torture and cruelty that ultimately cost Kian his innocent life. In a world where justice is dead and the powerful show no mercy, Serenna found no help. So she tore off her gentle, naive self and crafted a new mask—meek, submissive, a lowly housemaid. Alone, she infiltrated the fortress-like Moretti mansion, a den of sin and secrecy, swallowing every humiliation as she bided her time for revenge. Damon Moretti, the family's iron-fisted patriarch and Arianna's father, becomes drawn to Serenna—and she wields him as the sharpest blade in her vendetta. Roman, the stoic and perceptive eldest son, sees through her disguise to the wounds and secrets beneath, and time and again chooses to shield her in the shadows, even at his own cost. Luca, the wild and fiery youngest son, falls for her with reckless abandon. Her enemy—the one who destroyed her love—sits untouchable above them all, yet these three men who rule the underworld turn against one another for her sake. Revenge and true love collide; hatred and devotion become inextricably tangled. Caught in a web of intrigue and desire, will Serenna finally spill her nemesis's blood and rise reborn, or will she surrender to a love that is as intoxicating as it is deadly?

Right before our Mating Ceremony, my mate, Alpha Damien, told me he had to temporarily mark an Omega from our pack, Seraphina. He claimed she had the Moon Sickness and would die if he didn't mark her. I fought him on it, but the next day, he moved Seraphina right into the penthouse of the Pack House. The suite meant for the future Luna. My suite. To calm me, he even got on his knees, his eyes red as he promised, "Once she's safe, I'll remove the mark. You'll still be my only Luna." But then, Seraphina found me, a medical report in her hand. Six weeks pregnant. They'd already held their marking ceremony long before Damien ever came to me. My heart shattered into ash. My pen dug into the calendar, carving a vicious X over the date that was supposed to be our Mating Ceremony. Then, I opened my laptop and replied to the email from the European Laurel Healers' Guild. "I accept your invitation. I leave on the day of the Mating Ceremony."

Right before our Mating Ceremony, my mate, Alpha Damien, told me he had to temporarily mark an Omega from our pack, Seraphina. He claimed she had the Moon Sickness and would die if he didn't mark her. I fought him on it, but the next day, he moved Seraphina right into the penthouse of the Pack House. The suite meant for the future Luna. My suite. To calm me, he even got on his knees, his eyes red as he promised, "Once she's safe, I'll remove the mark. You'll still be my only Luna." But then, Seraphina found me, a medical report in her hand. Six weeks pregnant. They'd already held their marking ceremony long before Damien ever came to me. My heart shattered into ash. My pen dug into the calendar, carving a vicious X over the date that was supposed to be our Mating Ceremony. Then, I opened my laptop and replied to the email from the European Laurel Healers' Guild. "I accept your invitation. I leave on the day of the Mating Ceremony."

Alina, the true Windsor heiress, lost at three, was replaced by Angela. Found years later, Alina faced Angela's schemes and family alienation. After a tragic death, she was reborn, left the Windsors, and forged her own path. The family, through coincidences, realized her true love and regretted their actions.