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When Eloise Windsor is reborn, she finds herself back in the year 1989. She's 30 years old, while her husband, Sebastian Moore, is 35. Sebastian has just become the youngest academician at the Bostesh Academy of Sciences. He's a nationally recognized talent with a bright future ahead of him. They have a pair of 10-year-old twins. Everyone around Eloise calls her lucky. She married such a talented man and was blessed with twins. However, now that she's been reborn, the first thing she does is call a lawyer and draft two copies of a divorce agreement.When Eloise calls Sebastian's office, his assistant, Taylor Lopez, answers instead. Upon hearing Eloise's voice, Taylor says, "Mr. Moore is busy at the moment, Mrs. Moore."She decides to head over to the academy to look for him. However, the security guards stop her. "Sorry, ma'am. Mr. Moore isn't accepting visitors for the time being."After waiting for three days, Eloise takes the divorce agreement to Iris Jones, Sebastian's first love. Eloise slides the agreement to Iris and says calmly. "Figure out a way to get Sebastian to sign this divorce agreement. Once he does, he and the kids are yours." 
Wilson Langley, a wealthy scion, takes a liking to my older sister, Rose Neal. He offers to make her his sugar baby. Knowing that Rose is about to get married, I secretly delete the text he sent.After graduation, Rose gets a job, gets married, and has a happy family of her own. This all comes crashing down when she runs into Wilson at the hospital. He happens to be accompanying his new girlfriend to her prenatal checkup.Once Rose finds out the truth, she starts resenting me to the core. She claims I ruined her dream of marrying rich.Later on, Wilson organizes a lavish wedding ceremony to marry his rags-to-riches bride. The news goes viral. Triggered, Rose relapses into depression and pushes me off a building.Now that I've been reborn, I choose not to delete that text. I watch as Rose slowly ruins her own life. 
Felicia Fuller is 18 when she's brought back to the Fuller residence. That's when she learns she's actually the family's heiress who got switched at birth.
Her parents' biasness, her fiancé's dislike, and the fake heiress' schemes to make her look bad trap Felicia in a life where she's troubled by family and love. Ultimately, she dies a sorrowful, horrible death…
Then, she's reborn and taken back to when she's 18. She kicks her fiancé to the curb and takes the fake heiress down!
Once, Felicia allowed everyone to step all over her. Now, it's like she's unlocked something within her, and she goes ever further on the path to world domination!
Her biased parents regret their actions, and her scumbag of a fiancé cries and begs for forgiveness. They seem to be sure that Felicia, who has never felt their love, desires it.
One day, everyone witnesses Felicia pinning the wealthiest and most powerful bigwig in the country to his car. They cuddle and snuggle with each other.
Only then do people realize that someone will be there just for her. He'll give her all his love and partiality; he'll show up for her. 
⚠️ Warning: descriptive sexual acts, please refrain from reading this if you're below 18, forbidden love, sex. control, manipulation.He leaned in closer, his breath warm. "Is that what you call it when you wear that skirt?" he asked, his hand sliding down my back. "Or when you bend over, letting me see?"I struggled to find words to protest, but my body was reacting to him. "Please," I whispered. "We can't."He held me firmly, his gaze intense. "Can't or won't?" he asked. "I see it in your eyes, Emma. You want this."I tried to push him away, but he was too strong. "Mr. Hathaway, please," I begged, feeling confused by my own feelings.He leaned in closer, his breath hot. "Call me Alex," he said softly. "We're not at work anymore."Hearing his name sent a rush through me. Alex. It reminded me of the attraction I had been fighting. His hand moved up my thigh, and I couldn't help but respond. I moaned softly."You like that?" he asked, his voice thick with desire. 
In the fourth year of her marriage to Zachary Fuller, Melanie Lloyd finds out she's pregnant. She heads to the hospital to register for prenatal care, only to be told by the nurse that her marriage certificate is fake. Stunned, she asks, "Fake? How is that possible?"The nurse points to the document. "See? The seal's crooked, and the number doesn't match."Unwilling to believe it, Melanie rushes to the city hall, only to receive the same answer. "Mr. Fuller is married. His legal spouse is Yasmin Lloyd."Yasmin?The revelation hits Melanie like a bolt of lightning, and her mind goes blank. Yasmin is her half-sister and Zachary's first love. Years ago, she left him at the altar to pursue her dreams overseas.But now, she's legally his wife. 
"Ms. Keane, the test results are not very favorable. You've been diagnosed with late-stage pancreatic cancer. If you refuse treatment, you'll likely only have several weeks left to live—not even a month. Are you sure you wish to proceed without treatment? Does your husband agree to this?"
The doctor asks me over the phone.
"I'm sure… Yes, he agrees to this as well," I reply.
I gaze around the empty room after I end the call, feeling unbearably upset. I used to think the pain was just my recurring gastritis, but it's actually because of a tumor.
Sighing, I turn to gaze at the photo on the desk.
Silas Huntington, who's 18 in the photo, stares right back at me.
Even after all these years, I can still remember the day we took that photo. Snow had dusted our hair white, which made Silas ask whether this counted as us growing old together. 
"I'm so over Cassandra." Aidan Ziegler sneers, swirling his wine glass with a lazy smirk. "A real woman is soft and sweet—like Clara. As for her..."
In the corner, a glass suddenly shatters in a man's palm.
Cassandra Callum stands frozen, holding the cake she made to celebrate their three-year anniversary, eyes locked on the blood trickling down from his sharply defined fingers.
Tristan Freeman, head of Freeman Group, slowly wipes his hand clean. His dark gaze sweeps over her tear-reddened eyes. "Ms. Callum, would you like to marry me?"
The city explodes with gossip.
Everyone thinks a broke little designer has climbed her way into wealth and power—
what no one knows is that this marriage is a trap Tristan set five years ago.
His private gallery holds over a thousand sketches of her profile—from that day in sophomore year when she crouched in a rainy alley feeding a stray cat,
to her backstage at a runway abroad, gently arranging jewelry.
Late at night, he stares at security footage, cigarette in hand, as Aidan kneels in a storm, soaked and shaking. Tristan suddenly pulls his delicate wife into his arms.
Later, a finance reporter captures the once cold and ruthless Tristan,
down on one knee before Cassandra. His hands tremble as he holds a pregnancy test.
Cassandra flashes her wedding ring and laughs softly. "Surprised, Mr. Freeman?"
Tristan, once known for being sharp and vicious, blinks back tears,
then presses a trembling kiss to the faded mark on her ring finger.
"Cassie, when you were 22, I wanted to say..."
"Say what?"
He leans in, his voice hoarse as he whispers, "The cake was really sweet." 
All my life, I've been the backup daughter. My sister Beatrice got everything—love, attention, the golden child treatment.I got leftovers and reminders I wasn't good enough.
Until I discovered Niall,gorgeous Alpha from the neighboring pack,was my fated mate. Finally, my turn to be chosen.
God, I was naive.
Four years of engagement hell.Bleaching my hair to suit his tastes. Squeezing into tight dresses, playing his personal maid—only to hear I'd make a better servant than mate.
All because his heart belonged to my sister.
That night,I accidentally knocked over their picture frame. He slapped me. Hard. Said I'd never measure up to her.
So I slapped him back, tore up their photo, and accepted rejection.
I thought it was over. Until I caught them at the club, laughing about how pathetic my four years of trying had been. The whole engagement was their sick game.
Drunk and furious, I did something reckless with my mysterious neighbor. Alpha Hudson —face carved by gods, danger in every perfectly tailored line.
Most importantly, he's my ex's nemesis.
So? Best sex of my life.
I thought it was a one-night stand to forget.
Wrong Again.
He's richer than Niall, more powerful than my family, and infinitely more dangerous.
And he's not letting me go.
This time, I won't be anybody's second choice. 
To save her famiglia, Lucia Bellini is forced to marry the youngest Don of Iberby, Alessandro Rossi.
On the day of her wedding, she finds out that she is a substitute for his dead first love. From her clothes to the way she performs in the bedroom, she has to live as if she's a shadow of another woman.
He is cold and despotic, while she gives in and endures in silence. In their days and nights together, they fall for each other but never realize it.
When Alessandro is running a high fever, he calls out her name in his half-conscious state.
After they divorce, Lucia leaves without a backward glance.
One and a half years later, she rises to become the boss of her family with her iron fist. The once delicate rose becomes a rose full of thorns.
At long last, Alessandro realizes that he has fallen in love with Lucia for who she is, and not as a shadow of someone long gone.
He takes care of the woman who's been trying to pass herself off as his first love. Then, he chases after Lucia all the way to her private island.
There, he gets down on one knee and sincerely proposes to her.
"Lucia, I only want you." 
In their 6-year marriage, Nora never succeeded in making Austin fall in love with her. Upon learning of her stage-IV cancer, she only begged for ten months. "After ten months, I will divorce you. Please, don't hate me." "What game are you playing?" "I'm tired and want to be free." Childhood sweethearts grew old as time passed. Nora loved Austin for 13 years, while Austin gave all his love to someone else. Austin decided to divorce Nora, who was suffering great pain from illness. "Austin, can you wait a little longer?" "Nora, don't love me anymore." In Austin's world, Nora was a restraint, but losing her felt like losing his heart. When all memories surfaced, Austin woke up and realized that the person he loved was always Nora. Nora died during surgery on the operating table, leaving behind their child. "I'm tired; I can't love you anymore. In the next life, let's not meet again. We forgive each other. From now on, we owe each other nothing!" Austin regretted not realizing it sooner and closed off his heart, living each day as if it were the last until one day. "Sir, I am Hannah, not Nora." 
Gabriel Wilsons, the well known 'devil' in the whole business industry of Chicago. He has everything that you wish for your dream man to have. Power, money, perfection, handsomeness and a body like a Greek God. But he's in love. He's still in love with the woman from his past.
The same woman he has given everything he had before, but eventually betrayed him, left him and shattered his heart into pieces. And because of that, he turned into a cold, heartless, rude and an arrogant billionaire who will do everything to seek revenge and to show her that she's no longer important in his life. Even though the truth is the opposite of what he is doing.
That's when he met me. I applied as his Personal Assistant to fulfil my bucket list of dreams. To explore my life and experience everything. Then he offered me a deal. He asked me to marry him just to show his ex that he already moved on.
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"She's pregnant." He blurted out and I almost fall from where I stood. I just grasped the backrest of the couch to support my weight. The pain creeping in my heart was unbearable but I managed to stay calm.
"Congratulations!" I said faking my excitement. Well, I can't call it as cheating because she's the real reason why we were pretending as a couple. And that's when I made the biggest decision in my life. Taking the biggest secret in me, that I've already fallen in love with him---- I left him. Then eventually I learned a lesson.
'Loving someone who doesn't love you back isn't as hard as loving someone who can't see your worth and only uses you as his way to get someone he loves back into his life." 
"Congratulations on passing the online interview, Mr. Bolton. We've already sent the offer letter to your inbox, and we'll need you to report to Linkton within two weeks. Do you have any issues with that?" This is an international call, and the man on the other end speaks fluent Invian.Neal Bolton doesn't hesitate to say, "No issues at all. I'll be there."The door opens right after he hangs up, and Joyce Slater enters the room. When she sees him, she hands him a bag. "I couldn't ring in the New Year with you yesterday because of an emergency at the law firm. Don't be mad."She sounds sincere, so Neal doesn't question it. He takes the bag and glances inside to see a sandalwood bracelet with nothing else. Joyce didn't even care enough to wrap it nicely.He knows these bracelets are expensive, but the truly pricey one is the agarwood bracelet, not this one. This one is just a free gift. The fact that the sandalwood bracelet is here means Joyce purchased the agarwood bracelet yet chose to give him the free gift.If not for the photos Corey Swank sent him yesterday showing off the agarwood bracelet, Neal never would have expected his girlfriend of five years to give the real gift to someone else and give her boyfriend a free gift. 
Kiara, an alluring young lady was a big time slut. That was her only speciality. She was given birth to by a prostitute and was also brought up by a prostitute. Don't get it twisted, they were two different women. So you wouldn't blame her, would you? It runs in the blood.
As a prostitute that she was, she was not meant to love but what happens when she fell for a player?
Alexander, the heir and only successor to Alexander group of companies. His companies were well known and highly acknowledged in the whole Texas. In spite of how young Alexander was, all his employees feared him. He was so rude and sensitive.
He gives absolutely no damn about anyone- well, maybe except one person though; His grandma- his weakness. And maybe his best friend as well; Mack. Alexander was a handsome young man, a big time player; who screwed ladies with no strings attached. He was forced to get married at his young age in order to get rid his wayward attitude, but as a player that he was, would he agree easily? And what happens when a player incredulously acknowledged a slut? 
For 12 years, Eloise has put on a tomboy disguise just to stay by Jeremy's side.When he skips school, she's right there with him.When he drinks, she follows suit.When he complains that her long hair draws too much attention, she cuts off the locks she's spent years caring for without hesitation.One day, frustrated by his family's pressure to get married, Jeremy goes to her and suggests, "I'd rather marry you than any other woman. Are you gonna marry me or not?"She nods without a second thought.Everyone around them says Eloise is the perfect "bro"—and she plays the role to perfection.By day, she's his loyal best friend.By night, she gives him everything he wants, their nights a blur of whispered intimacy and empty condom boxes.However, everything changes when a clumsy new secretary joins Jeremy's company. Scarlett Slater is a woman who can't seem to do anything right and repeatedly messes up Jeremy's plans. 
"I agree to your request to keep this marriage a secret. We'll get a divorce in three years; I won't stick around.""You'd better keep your word."As part of her plan to get revenge on her backstabbing family and fiancé, Skylar Sullivan gets involved with the head of the Martin family, the most prominent family in the city.Shortly after, her family and fiancé come knocking on her door. They've brought along bigwigs with whom they're on good terms; they want to teach her a lesson.But when the bigwigs see the people who are at Skylar's beck and call, their jaws drop. They fall to their knees and start begging for mercy.…On the day the marriage contract expires, she leaves behind a divorce agreement when she sees a couple getting engaged in the ceremony of the century.Then, she starts a live stream. "I'm looking for a husband. Anyone interested in me can slide into my inbox."Thousands of people join the live stream; Skylar goes viral.When she starts sifting through the messages she's received, a man's face appears on the screen with her. He stands behind her and says, "I've drawn a bath, babe. Care to join me in there?"In that instant, the live-streaming platform breaks down due to the sheer number of viewers. Everyone in the city learns of this.Isn't the man with Skylar… Joe Martin? 
On Sierra Shaw's 25th birthday, her boyfriend, Benson Gray, puts an engagement ring on another woman's finger. He tells Sierra to be more magnanimous and transforms her birthday party into a party for the woman in his arms.
Fine, then. He can go to her, too.
Sierra demands a breakup, but Benson is unfazed. He makes a bet with his friends—he says Sierra will come groveling at his feet in less than three days…
However, the next time he sees her, her arm is in his uncle's. She throws a marriage certificate in his face and says, "I'm your aunt now, nephew dearest. Don't forget to address me properly!" 
I, Nadine Cross, transplant the nerves from my own hands to my boyfriend's "sister", who loses the use of both her hands in an accident.
With that, Irene Sawyer's painting skills improve tremendously.
However, I lose function in both hands. I can't even lift a glass of water.
My boyfriend, Thomas Graham, tearfully promises that he will forever be grateful to me and will take care of me for the rest of my life.
Because I love him, I silently endure the agony of rehabilitation treatments.
But one day, I accidentally discover that his so-called sister, Irene, is actually his lover.
I confront him, but they tie me up.
"Since your hand nerves work so well, your optic nerves should be good too. Irene's eyesight hasn't been great lately. If you're going to help, then you should help her all the way. Give her your eyes, Nadine," Thomas demands.
I fall into despair as I watch them approach me with surgical knives.
Thomas says, "Don't hate me. You've already lost function in both hands. Your eyes won't do you much good when you're in this state. I'm just making the rational choice."
Boundless darkness descends.
When I open my eyes again, I am back at the time right before the nerve transplant surgery.
This time, I get a dog's nerves instead. 
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