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In my past life, I spent everything loving Ronald Wright, only to watch him chase after his first love and marry her in the end. I died alone and sick in a hospital, forgotten.After being reborn, I gave up. On our wedding anniversary, I asked for a divorce. I walked away from being a full-time housewife and became the youngest rising star in the design world.But something changed. The husband who once ignored me suddenly cared. He came home every day, afraid I might cheat on him. I sneered, “One day, you’ll be the one begging for a divorce.” He laughed, “Keep dreaming.”I waited for him to realize, just like in the past, that he still loved the other woman and would force me to leave, giving me millions in return.But this time, he pulled me into his arms and said, “What’s money after a divorce? I’m worth billions. It’s all yours. But you—you’re mine.” 
Helena Ballard attended the wedding. She was drunk and then she slept with the groomsman!After a one-night stand, she got pregnant.She wanted to give birth to the child, but that man disagreed. In desperation, Helena was about to leave with the baby in her belly, but she was caught!She was blocked in the corner by the man. "If you want to give birth to the child, marry me. Two years later, we'll divorce. During the two years of time, you're not allowed to touch me, not even hold my hands." However, no one expected that after they married, Bryce Huffman, the eldest young master of the Huffman family, fell in love with Helena crazily.The whole world was waiting for Helena to be abandoned by the Huffman family. Unexpectedly, Helena was spoiled by Bryce!Bryce said with affection, "It is my duty to spoil my wife." 
During the third year of my engagement to Michael Goldman, he goes all out when pursuing a college student. He allows her to sit on his lap and kiss him to my face. Then, he laughs with his friends and says, "Women are better when they're wilder. Carissa is just too obedient."Later, his uncle, who's never gotten involved with other women, posts a photo on social media. It's of me with my arms around his neck as we make out passionately. He captions it, "She's wild enough for me."Michael comes to me in the rain, looking like he's lost his mind. His uncle, Caleb Goldman, is the one who opens the door. Caleb has hickeys all over his neck, and he says to Michael, "It's not appropriate to disrupt someone's married life, Michael." 
My high school life was ordinary, focused on family until I was bitten by Noah, the Alpha of an ancient werewolf pack. Struggling with newfound powers, I was drawn into the Ashwood pack, where I began to master my abilities under Noah's guidance. Despite his human girlfriend, Elsa, I felt a deepening connection with him. Our pack faced turmoil when Douglas, from a rival pack, sought revenge. As tensions peaked, I stood by Noah, helping him defeat Douglas and end the conflict. Through love, loyalty, and battle, the Ashwood pack emerged stronger and united for the future. 
“I, Asher Thorn, reject Aurora Nightshade as my mate and the future Luna of this pack,” Asher declared, his voice ringing out across the clearing.The words hit me like a physical blow. I stumbled backward, my mind reeling. This couldn't be happening. Mate bonds were sacred, unbreakable. To reject one was… unthinkable.Asher sneered down at me, his handsome features twisting into something ugly. He spat, “It’s simple. I won’t be saddled with her as my Luna. She’s weak, pathetic. An omega.” He practically spat the word. “Can you imagine her bearing my pups? Leading this pack beside me? It’s laughable.”As an omega, Aurora had been abused and treated like a slave by her pack after the death of her parents. On her 16th birthday, she was rejected by her mate, Asher, the future Alpha. Heartbroken, she fled and was found by the powerful Blackstone Pack. There, she met her second-chance mate, Alpha Xander, who recognized her potential and helped her transform into a warrior—the strongest in the pack.When her old pack begs for help against a rogue threat, Aurora must confront her past. Will she forgive Asher for rejecting her, or will she seek revenge alongside her second-chance mate, Alpha Xander? 
Renea was trying the wedding dress, when suddenly the man rushed in the dressing room and held her neck tightly...“Bitch! Are you still trying to pretend innocent!” Jasper said as he tightened his grip on her neck and choked her harder. Then he used his other hand and took out the phone from his suit pocket and played the video of two people having sex in front of Renea…However, what was even more shocking, was that the woman in the video was, Renea Morris, however, the man in the video was not Jasper.Renea struggled to take a phone away from Jasper’s hand and tried to explain, “Jasper, it was not what you think… I… I can…”Jasper looked at Renea with his eyes full of disgust, as he said, “Let’s call of the wedding. I can’t marry a woman like you.” After saying that Jasper walked out of the shopRenea chase after Jasper...But then she sees Jasper passionately kissing her sister Kailey. And she hears everything, that her sleeping with strange men was all a plan of the vipers of the last two days, and that their goal was to get out of this stupid marriage. Even her adopted parents were also involved in this matter...They all do this with her because of the inheritance left by her grandfather...Renea heart was filled with anger and she wanted to expose their true colors to the public... However before she could do anything, Kailey had pushed her in front of the car and she got killed...However, when Renea open her eyes, she found herself sitting in the car with Kailey... She realized that she was reborn and went at the time when everything started...Renea looked at the people who had hurt her in her previous life and her lips curled up in a cold smile...She was back...However, this time... she was back for revenge... 
“Mates!” Olivia’s voice rang in my head, then fell silent, as if stunned by the memories she’d glimpsed.No! No! No!This couldn’t be real. It had to be a nightmare.They couldn’t be my mates... I can’t believe it... Mated to My Twin Stepbrothers?As the daughter of the Alpha’s mistress, Maya has always been an outcast, scorned by the Blackthorn Pack and tormented by her stepbrothers. Maximus and Leonardo Sterling—the infamous Sterling Twins—were future Alphas with one cruel goal: to make Maya’s life unbearable. On her eighteenth birthday, fate delivered a devastating blow—they were her fated mates. That night, they shattered her innocence, marking her against her will to avenge her mother’s sins.The Sterling Twins were masters of cruelty, their thirst for vengeance boundless.Yet Maya’s heart battles the searing pull of the mate bond, torn between hatred and forbidden desire. When she discovers she’s pregnant by the brothers who destroyed her, she rejects them and flees, vowing to protect her unborn child. Years later, the twin Alphas hunt her once more—not just for her, but for their son, the heir they demand for their pack.Can Maya defy the fated bond and safeguard her child, or will the twins’ relentless pursuit claim them both in this second chance?Note: Rosie Meachem is the co-author of the story, updating from Chapter 102. 
"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." 
"What's your name, princess?"Princess. It sent a shiver down my spine, and my entire body seemed to catch fire. "Angelique," I managed to respond in a hushed tone, uncertain if he caught my name amid the chaotic beating of my heart."Angelique," he purred, his voice a sensuous melody, "a perfect name for someone as enchantingly beautiful as you are."My name rolled off his tongue like velvet, each syllable caressing the air. Holy shit, was it hot in here, or was it just me?"Uh, thanks. What's yours?" I inquired, capturing my bottom lip between my teeth. His gaze fixated on the subtle movement, and he moistened his lips with a slow, deliberate flick of his tongue, sending heat straight to my core."Dante Greene. I'm surprised you haven't heard about me," he said, his eyes dancing with amusement, as if he could sense the effect he had on me.Could you imagine? I would literally die right now if he knew why I kept shifting in my seat. Gushes of heat were currently pooling in my underwear like a relentless waterfall, and the more he spoke and stared at me like a predator locked on its prey, the more intense it got...***17-year-old Angelique Baker is forced to move to a new town under mysterious circumstances. Starting a new school at the end of her senior year has already turned her world upside down, but just wait until she finds out she's mated to a werewolf and discovers the secrets her dad has been keeping from her since her mom's disappearance. 
Yasmine Wagner is in a secret relationship with Zachary Smith, her younger brother's best friend.On their anniversary, she postpones her company meeting on purpose and picks a wristwatch Zachary likes because she wants to surprise him.But before she can surprise him, she receives a "big gift" from him. She sees with her own eyes that Zachary is carrying a woman into a hotel. Her brother, Anthony Wagner, stops him from behind. "Zach, I thought you had a girlfriend. All these years, you've never brought her out to meet us. Now, you not only don't care about her feelings, but you're even going to a hotel with your ex-girlfriend."Zachary takes a look at the woman in his embrace, his voice husky. "Someone spiked Queenie's drink. The effect will only wear off after she gets intimate with someone. I can't bring myself to leave her in another guy's hands."As for my girlfriend… Don't bother about her. Back then, I only got together with her because she looked slightly like Queenie."Meanwhile, Yasmine is standing somewhere nearby in the corridor. Her mind goes blank at Zachary's words, as if she's been struck by lightning.Is she… merely a stand-in? 
We’ve been married for three years, but I’ve never truly had his love. When his childhood sweetheart returned, just as promised, all I was met with were the cold, glaring divorce papers.“If I were carrying our child, would you still choose to divorce?” I asked, holding onto the faintest glimmer of hope, making one last desperate plea.His response, as expected, was just as cold as ever. “Yes.”I closed my eyes, choking back tears, and finally chose to let go—to honor his decision.Years later, my heart had turned to ash. Lying in a hospital bed, I trembled as I signed the divorce papers. “Alexander, from this moment on, we owe each other nothing…”What I never saw coming was the ruthless, decisive CEO kneeling at my bedside, his voice hoarse, almost broken, as he pleaded, “Vivienne, don’t divorce me… please.” 
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