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I took the blame for my wife and went to jail, thinking I was protecting our family.

Five years later, when I was released from prison, my mansion was confiscated, my company fell into the hands of my younger brother, and the woman I loved with all my heart was nestled in my brother's arms, mocking my misfortune.

They had been having an affair for a long time, and even my imprisonment was a conspiracy meticulously planned by this despicable couple! What makes me even more furious is that my precious daughter was abandoned on the street like a stray dog, and subjected to beatings and bullying by their illegitimate son .

They thought that by draining my blood, they could forever condemn me to oblivion.

But they forgot that I was once an unparalleled genius in the business world.

Three years ago, I was the sole surviving legendary mage of Ash Valley. To fulfill my comrade's dying wish, I married into the Robert family, becoming a despised and bullied son-in-law . For three years, I endured torment and humiliation; my entire family treated me like trash . My wife handed me divorce papers , then accepted the marriage proposal of a nobleman. On my wedding day, I walked into the hall in old clothes, and everyone laughed, thinking I was crazy. Until I shattered all magic with a wave of my hand, my legendary presence overwhelming everyone present, the woman who had once despised me finally cried and asked me: Why did you lie to me?

In my past life, I personally dug up two alien meteorites, handing the blue one that granted "Frost Mastery" to my childhood friend, Mike. He repaid me by sealing me inside an ice wall, cursing me to "die like a piece of trash" in the minus 70-degree blizzard.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the initial blast site.
This time, I didn't even spare him a glance; I stuffed both meteorites into my pocket.
I transformed a missile silo into a doomsday bunker, brought my parents inside, and stockpiled ten years' worth of supplies.
When Mike arrived with a gang of thugs to smash my door down, I stood in the warm command center, watching half his face rot with frostbite on the monitor.
I didn't open the door.
This time, I am sending back the despair of my past life tenfold.

He pins her to the wall with possessive heat, his voice a low murmur against her pulse. "You’re a liar, Aria. But you’re my liar. And I’m never letting you go."


Aria Moonveil is a ghost in the shifter world, a lethal Shadow Wolf trained by the Syndicate to be a weapon of silence and slaughter. Her heart is a fortress of ice, but her soul is a captive. To buy her younger brother’s freedom from the Syndicate’s sadistic clutches, Aria must complete one final, impossible hit: infiltrate the Obsidian Pack and bring back the head of the "Northern Tyrant," Alpha Cassian Darkridge.

Armed with a silver blade and a web of lies, Aria poses as a wounded refugee to enter Cassian’s stronghold. She expected a monster, but she finds a leader of devastating power and magnetic loyalty. Worse, the moment their eyes meet, the moon goddess strikes a cruel blow. The fated mate bond snaps into place, branding the man she was sent to destroy as the literal half of her soul.

Cassian is no easy victim. He smells the silver on her skin and the desperation in her breath. Yet, instead of baring his teeth, he claims her.

As the Blood Moon rises, the Syndicate’s ultimatum arrives: for every day the Alpha breathes, her brother loses a piece of himself. Trapped between a bond she can’t deny and the blood she must save, Aria reaches the breaking point. Will she take Cassian's life to save her family, or let the world burn for a forbidden love?

“I bought your life to ruin your father, Lisa. But looking at you now, I think I’ll keep you for myself.”
Lisa’s life ended the moment her father signed the "Golden Contract," trading her like a piece of livestock to the city’s most feared predator: Silvio Moretti. To the world, Silvio is a cold-blooded Don; to Lisa, he is the man who owns her breath, her body, and her freedom. He traps her in a gilded fortress, intending to use her as a pawn in a brutal war of vengeance.
But Lisa is playing a far more dangerous game. Beneath the designer silk and the weight of Silvio’s dark, possessive gaze, she is guarding a secret that could get her killed: she is pregnant. And the baby doesn’t belong to the man who bought her, it belongs to his exiled brother, Dante.
Forced into the role of Silvio’s fiancée, Lisa navigates a world of blood honor and lethal hypocrisy. She waits for the moment Silvio realizes her betrayal, but instead of cruelty, she finds a "monstrous kindness." When an assassin’s bullet flies, Silvio doesn't use her as a shield, he takes the hit for her. Bleeding and lethal, he claims her with a vow that chills her blood: "You're mine, Lisa. No one else gets to hurt you. No one else gets to kill you."
Now, Lisa is falling for her captor while carrying his enemy's child. As Dante returns from the shadows to claim his "property," a twisted war of brothers begins. In a house built on lies, will Silvio’s obsession be her salvation, or will the truth turn his love into a beautiful massacre?

I was seventeen when Kaelen Thorne promised we'd run away together. I was eighteen when my father sold me to a billionaire instead.

For twelve years, I've been Alexander Vance's perfect trophy wife: silent, obedient, and slowly suffocating behind designer clothes and empty smiles. He doesn't know the truth about what I am, about the forbidden bloodline I've kept dormant with suppressants and fear.

But now I'm pregnant, and I know exactly what my husband will do when he finds out. This child won't be treated as a son or daughter. It will be treated as property. As a weapon. As his.

So I ran.

I make it three miles into the wilderness before the assassin finds me.

When he steps out of the shadows, I see golden eyes I thought I'd never see again. Kaelen didn't come back to save me. He came to kill me. He's a Silver Enforcer now, the Council's executioner, and my bloodline is his next assignment.

But instead of ending my life, he offers something more dangerous: a contract.

"Pretend to be my mate for three months. The Council can't touch you if you're bonded to an Enforcer. When it's over, you disappear. You get your freedom."

I should say no and hate him for abandoning me. But with my husband's men closing in and nowhere else to turn, I sign my name next to his.

The contract says our bond is fake but my racing heart says otherwise.

But in a world where my blood makes me a target and my child makes me a prize, trust is the most dangerous gamble of all. And the man I'm betting everything on is the same one who destroyed me twelve years ago.