156 Book(s) Related to After

To avenge my father, I married Philadelphia mafia don Salvatore and poisoned him with my own hands on our wedding night. I thought my revenge was complete, until I met his son Matteo at the funeral—a cold, handsome,dangerous man.

Matteo suspected from the start that I'd killed his father. According to plan, I was supposed to get close to him, seduce him, then kill the last Rossi heir when he trusted me most.

"You're trembling." He cornered me against the wall, his long fingers caressing my cheek. "From fear... or something else?"

"I..." Under his burning gaze, I couldn't find words.

"Don't be nervous, stepmother." He leaned close to my ear, his voice low and magnetic. "I just want to see how honest you are."

When the assassin falls for her target, when stepmother becomes obsessed with stepson, can this dangerous game have a happy ending?

Ten years of secret love, and what did I get? Watching him fall for another woman at MY art exhibition.

The most ridiculous part? He turned to me and said, "Harper, you have to help me win her over."

I orchestrated their romantic encounters, taught him how to charm women, even told him what flowers she liked. I was the perfect wingman, watching them fall in love while I licked my wounds in the dark.

Until Dr. Avery confronted me with one devastating question: "Do you really think he doesn't know you love him?"

When I finally screamed "I've loved you for ten years!" at Mason, his response froze my blood:

"I know. I've always known."

Turns out, my ten years of devotion were nothing more than a free emotional dumping ground to him—the convenient girl who would never leave. He enjoyed my care while pretending not to see my love, because that was safest, easiest.

Pathetic, right?

A woman wastes ten years loving a man, only to end up pushing him into someone else's arms.

Until Blake appeared.......

I donated a kidney to my adopted sister.

Seven days later, I lay on the cold hospital bed, listening to my fiancé and family laughing down the hall.

They were popping champagne to celebrate my adopted sister's discharge.

No one remembered I had just had surgery. No one remembered my nut allergy.

When someone handed me a plate of almonds, I smiled.

I shoved them into my mouth, handful after handful, and swallowed them down. Then I told them I was done fighting for their love.

My fiancé demanded I postpone our wedding. My brother beat me until I bled and locked me on the rooftop to die.

After being abandoned eighty-eight times, I finally learned how to love myself—by cutting everyone who failed me out of my life.

I once loved Ryan deeply and helped him become the Alpha, only to be rewarded with chains in a dungeon and the mocking laughter of him and his mistress.

Fate gave me a second chance—I woke up reborn on the morning of the mate selection ceremony. There he was, still ordering me around in front of everyone, expecting me to play the obedient servant.

Everyone tried to convince me that Ryan, the man who killed me, is the "right choice."

Yet I chose Connor—the man feared by the entire clan, the one who will bring ruin to the clan for the sake of his one true love.

This time, I refuse to be the stepping stone on Ryan's climb to power.

I'm going to make everyone see who truly holds the reins.

The day the IVF succeeded was when I realized Michael had deceived me all along.
He had only used me as a surrogate for my sister.
When I confronted him, he tested me, forcing me to kill someone. "Afraid to pull the trigger? Doesn't seem like my kind of woman," he sneered.
I tried to run, but he caught me.
He kept me locked away, forced me to eat foods I was allergic to until I needed my stomach pumped, and chained me to the bed while he went off with her.
I cried until I had no tears left—and finally learned how to hold a gun.

My husband often made me suffer for the sake of my younger sister, even divorcing me because of her.
My parents gave all their love to my sister and neglected me.
My husband and parents even had my sister perform surgery on me.
But they didn't know that my sister had no idea how to perform surgery.
It didn't matter though, because I no longer cared.
On Christmas Day, when they were celebrating, they finally remembered me.
But I was already dead.

My boyfriend's mistress deliberately gave me a strawberry cake that I'm allergic to.
After I went into anaphylactic shock and had a miscarriage, I knew it was all over.
But when I left it all behind and went back to my hometown, he showed up at my door telling me to quit throwing a fit, that he still loved me.
This kind of love full of betrayal?
I don't want it.

From a young age, I understood that my asthma was a shackle for my entire family. My parents took turns caring for me, their hearts gripped by the fear of any sign of respiratory distress. In their fervent concern for my health, they even compelled my sister, Sophie, freshly accepted into university, to postpone her studies and return home to assist in my care.
At Sophie's eighteenth birthday celebration, I lingered at the edge of the crowd, my chest constricted, and my throat felt as if it were ensnared by invisible hands. I gently tugged at my mother's sleeve, my voice barely a whisper: "Mom, I... can't breathe. I want to go back to my room..."
In an instant, my mother whirled around, her eyes ablaze with fury, as though she had awaited this moment of eruption. She seized my inhaler and hurled it into the farthest corner of the room.
"If it's this painful, then go die!" she shrieked, her words cutting like a knife. "Stop using your illness to hold us hostage!"
The inhaler tumbled to the floor, rolling away like a forgotten piece of trash. I stared at it blankly, a sudden laugh escaping my lips.
And then, I truly died. Yet, in the wake of my passing, those who once found me a burden descended into madness.

I was dead, and the whole world was celebrating for my sister.

For twenty-two years, I had been the hardest-working but most invisible daughter in the Sterling family, forever living in the shadow of my gymnastics prodigy sister.

Running a high fever, I begged my family to take me to the hospital, only to hear: "Don't you DARE ruin Bella's award ceremony!"

When I was tricked into the abandoned equipment room and used my last breath to call my boyfriend while lying in a pool of blood, all I heard was: "Grace, quit the drama! Bella's accepting her award on stage!"

On stage, thunderous applause erupted as Bella lifted the "Young Gymnast of the Year" trophy.

And I drew my final breath.

When they returned home triumphant, thinking I had run away in a tantrum, they had no idea I was already dead right under their noses.

My ex-husband found me selling hair clips at a flea market. Rosie was asleep in her stroller.
"Come home. She's too young for this."
I said yes.
After that, I stopped checking his phone.
Rosie stopped crying when the other girl took her toys.
He spent the night at Simone's—we didn't call.
We ran into them at the mall—we walked the other way.
We finally became what he always wanted. Easy. Quiet. No drama.
So why is he the one who can't sleep now?
"Why don't you get mad anymore?"
"Rosie, why won't you ask me to stay?"

After Nicholas got engaged, his assistant handed me a plane ticket.

"Leave. Don’t ever show your face in Silverlight City again."

"Otherwise, Mr. Jackson has more than enough ways to ruin you."

All those years I spent by his side, I was admired by everyone, living in the spotlight.

Yet when I finally left, I was reduced to a pitiful, laughable sight.

I said, "Fine."

But that very night, the flight plunged from over thirty thousand feet in the air.

Claire returns from IVF abroad, pregnant with mate Jason’s pup, only to find his secretary Brooke in their den. Brooke attacks her, causing a miscarriage, while Jason dismisses Claire, failing to recognize her.

Claire’s powerful family intervenes, revealing her identity. She severs ties with Jason, whose pack crumbles without their support.

At Brooke’s pup’s feast, Claire exposes the child isn’t Jason’s—his lost pup was his only heir. The Holloways collapse, and Claire moves on.

My husband abandoned a billion-dollar deal and flew back overnight for me.

Everyone envied Mrs. Harris and her perfect life.

Only I knew that when he knelt by my bed, holding my hand, his cuff was still stained with another woman's breastmilk.

He thought I'd just taken a fall.

He didn't know that while he was cradling his bastard child with that tender smile, our baby had already dissolved into a pool of blood and left me forever.

This time, I won't make a scene. I won't love him anymore.

I slipped the suicide note I'd written long ago into the drawer.

And on this rainy night, I began planning a "death" that would belong to me alone.

After her family’s downfall, she reluctantly marries into the Brown family.

On their wedding night, her husband humiliates her by locking her out.

Post-marriage, she endures torture: disinfection water abuse, false betrayal accusations, public humiliation—what did she do wrong?

Maria, her husband’s first love, provokes her endlessly, and he always takes Maria’s side.

Can she strike back at the charity gala?

When locked in a glass box at an auction as public spectacle, how will she save herself?

After the divorce, her husband suddenly declares she’s the only wife he’ll ever recognize.

What conspiracy lies beneath?

For years, I stayed by my uncle’s side after my father’s tragic death in a car accident. But he turned his back on me, pushing me away with a coldness I never saw coming. And just when I thought he couldn’t hurt me more, he sank even lower, using me as a scapegoat to shield his girlfriend. When I finally walked away, his regret lingered in the silence behind me—too little, too late.

I agreed to marry the brain - damaged Alpha of the Lyra's Howl Pack. All I wanted was a large sum of money and to have Frank transferred to serve my half - sister, Stephnie. I thought it would be my way of getting revenge, but I unexpectedly discovered that Frank was deeply in love with Stephnie, who turned out to be a cruel and manipulative person. After going through a series of painful experiences, including an avalanche, the truth finally came to light, and Frank realized his mistake. By then, I had already fallen in love with Alpha Bruce. When Frank tried to stop my wedding with Bruce, I firmly chose Bruce and left Frank in the past.

Her ascetic husband hides a sex doll identical to his foster sister?

I stumble upon my husband, Lewis White, tenderly whispering to "another woman" in the meditation room.

His panicked cover-up conceals not just taboos but the tenderness I never received in three years of marriage.

Why do his prayer beads always entangle with his foster sister's hair?

Why does every lipstick of mine match her shade?

Does a Buddhist disciple fall to hell if they yield to desire?

My life with alpha Caleb was a never - ending nightmare.

Manipulated by Amara, he became my tormentor.

I endured his infidelity, false accusations, and brutal abuse.

Amara framed me for her miscarriage, and Caleb, without hesitation, believed her lies.

He forced an abortion on me, broke my legs, and stood by as Amara caused the death of my mother.

Every hope I had for our relationship was shattered.

Finally, I found the strength to break free and sever the mate bond.

In Nathaniel, my childhood friend, I discovered true love and support.

Despite Caleb’s desperate attempts to win me back, I refused to return to the darkness...

She used to be a housewife "imprisoned" by her family.

An accident turned her world upside down.

On her daughter's birthday, what unspeakable secret was hidden behind the strange noises coming from the house?

When she was filled with despair, she turned around and stepped onto the stage. Against all odds, she became a big star.

But just when she was at the height of her glory, her home was blocked by a group of unexpected visitors. What on earth were their intentions? Before she could catch her breath, an overwhelming wave of scandals suddenly hit.

Overnight, she fell from the peak to the bottom.

With her career in ruins and her reputation in tatters, how could she save herself? And just then, her daughter disappeared mysteriously, and the only clue pointed in a mysterious direction.

What earth-shattering conspiracy was hidden in that dark corner? "Do you still want to see your daughter?"

My heart sank suddenly, as if it was tightly gripped by an invisible big hand. My breathing became rapid. "Yes, of course I do! What have you done to my daughter?" I shouted hoarsely.

"If you want to see her, do as I say right away!" He roared viciously. "Otherwise, just wait to collect her body!" My legs went weak, and I almost collapsed to the ground. "Please, this is your only daughter!" I pleaded desperately, my voice full of despair and helplessness. "Hahahahaha!"

A crazy and perverted laugh came from the receiver. "Finally, there comes a day when you have to beg me! "You bitch are just asking for it! Cut the crap and do as I say! Otherwise..."

That cold and sinister tone made the hair on the back of my neck stand up and sent a chill down my spine.

I once loved Ethan, but his revenge destroyed my family—my dad killed himself, mom burned alive.

He caged and tormented me, unaware I’d given him my heart for his transplant.

Ten years of hell, 200 suicide attempts.

When my artificial heart failed, I died.

Reborn, I fled, but Ethan returned, too late realizing his love.

At my bonding with Daniel, Ethan tried to intervene.

James and Susan stopped him, reminding him of his cruelties.

I moved on, happy with Daniel.

Ethan, banished, later saw our ceremony with pain......

My mate, Caspian, the alpha I’d loved for a decade, threw our six-year-old daughters into a nightmare.

Stephanie and Elizebeth begged for a martial arts show; he called it "trial by fire" and handed them to wolves who saw children as raw material.

They weren’t "art"—they were corpses, skinned and baked into a vase as punishment for Caspian’s old vendetta.

And he bid on them.

Cilian’s plot was a blade in the dark. She’d faked a pregnancy with stolen hormones, conspired with Arin—the compound director—to turn my daughters into "decorative blood bags," all to replace me.

When Caspian’s mother, Sara, died of grief after learning the truth, I broke our bond with their ashes and a blood oath. Let the Moon witness: I would make him see.

I had walked through the darkest abyss with Alpha Gorge.

When his family was framed and plunged into ruin, I was his unyielding rock. We shivered under a bridge, living on instant noodles. I scoured for herbs when he was sick, ignoring my own misery. But once he became Alpha, I was demoted to a lowly nanny.

Tears streaming, I cried, "You promised to marry me at 25! How could you forget?" He stood, dazed by Salina, and brushed me off like a nuisance.

At the disastrous event, Salina's scandalous video played. She clung to him, wailing, "It's a setup!" But Alpha Gorge, in a fit of wild rage, ordered her sold to a seedy nightclub.

Salina, gaunt and haunted, returned to his kitchen. "Please, let's start over," she begged.

Alpha Gorge, seething at the sight of her and perhaps my new life, roared, "You can't undo the pain!" and lunged at her.

As he struck, Salina cackled, "The food is poisoned! Pay for your cruelty!"

Alpha Gorge doubled over in agony. "Lora... sorry... forgive me,"

I, Alice Stone, navigate a tangled web of love and betrayal with Victor Voss, whose affection for Rose Wyndham shatters my heart.

After discovering his hidden devotion to her and enduring his controlling ways, I vow to mate the South pack alpha to sever ties with my sire. Victor’s obsessive attempts to reclaim me—including kidnapping and manipulation—only fuel my resolve.

When a dramatic escape leads to his injury, I find clarity.

Finally, I wed Quentin Morgan, freeing myself from Victor’s shadow......

I thought Caleb Huxley would love me forever. Ten years of devotion crumbled when he chose Yara and her baby over me. Betrayed three times—drugged with another woman, the hospital lie, and stealing my mother’s necklace for Yara—I finally signed divorce papers. He tried to trap me with drugs, even left me in a mudslide. But I escaped, found Oliver, a gentle artist who mended my broken heart. When Caleb begged for another chance, I’d already moved on. Standing on a cliff with Oliver, I let go of the past. Caleb’s regret meant nothing; I’d found peace and love that didn’t shatter me

After being diagnosed with cancer, and I chose to give my heart but for the hope that someone would live in my place. Alpha Tobis, my foster brother and unrequited love, saw it as nothing more than drama, dismissing my sacrifice as an attention-seeking stunt while he stood by Oliva’s side.

On my birthday, I waited, hoping for him to honor the vow he’d once sworn. But he never came.

My heart was transplanted. When Tobis realized the truth, it was too late—my heart, my love, was no longer his. I was gone, and he would never reach me again.

I'm Savannah. After winning the silver medal at the Werewolf Dance championship, I felt a mix of pride and relief. My instructor thought I could've won gold if not for my past pregnancy, but I was still happy with my achievement.

Stepping off the flight, I was greeted by Mark, whose bouquet carried a fresh, lovely scent. I owed him big for exposing Quinn's cheating. When Harrison showed up at the airport, I ignored him completely. He'd lost the right to be in my life after all he'd done.

At my apartment, Quinn and my parents tried to cause trouble, but I showed them the document cutting our ties. Mark stood up for me, calling the enforcers. Later, when they tried to smear me online, Mark came to my rescue again with old photos and videos.

In the end, the Whitmores became outcasts. And on my bonding day with Mark, I saw Harrison lurking in the shadows, broken. I'd finally found someone who truly cared about me, my real protector under the full moon.

Lydia meets amnesiac Zachary and they fall in love in poverty.

After regaining his memory as Sinclair heir, he abandons her for socialite Aurora, ignoring her suffering.

Lydia endures humiliation, including a car crash where Zachary protects Aurora, and eventually leaves with compensation.

Five years later, Zachary, now regretful, sees Lydia thriving and tries to reconcile.

When she rejects him, he brutally injures Aurora, seemingly to atone, and later dies in custody, leaving Lydia to move on with her life.

After his sister Lisa died pushing me out of the way in an accident, Alpha Frank tormented me for five agonizing years. Guilt - ridden, I stayed as his nanny to atone. But when he decided to marry another woman, my world, already crushed by ALS, fell apart. I drowned myself in the sea.

Alpha Frank searched desperately for any sign of me. At the very spot where I'd jumped, in utter desolation, he readied to end his life. Just as he was about to leap, a young boy grabbed his arm. Startled, Alpha Frank stared at the child, and through the boy's words, learned I was alive...

I was trapped in a cold, business - like marriage with Leonard Merrick.

He loved Beatrice Harrington, and I endured years of neglect and heartbreak.

After he drowned my parents, I was reborn and decided to divorce him.

In Velmora, I met Cassian Vexley, who treated me with kindness and respect.

When Leonard discovered my new life, he was consumed by jealousy, but I had moved on.

A lycan named Emily, terminally ill with LAS, endures six years of brutal torture in a private cell after being falsely accused of killing Damian’s sister, Kathleen.

Once lovers, Damian spurns her, believing the lies, and subjects her to cruelty, unaware she shielded his sister’s secret—Kathleen died by her own choice .

When Damian uncovers the truth,he crumbles. Stripped of his pack, fortune, and purpose, he becomes a crippled beggar by the shore.

Aiden was certain my father had murdered his. Fueled by revenge, he exploited my love, demolishing my father's criminal empire. His cruelty knew no end. He used me as a punching bag for his anger, and even had my uterus removed, stealing my womanhood.

Just as he realized he loved me, I was brutally robbed and burned to ashes. Or so he thought.

Three years passed. In a remote place, he saw me, now a doctor. The moment he laid eyes on me, he was desperate to tell me the truth...

I, who'd given everything to the man I loved, had been utterly betrayed.

At the full moon bash, I endured Wesley's humiliation as he belittled me before the pack.

Discovering he only saw me as the liver donor who saved him—plus a pawn to silence tabloids—cut deep. When Wendy leaked private photos and a traumatic video of my past abuse, I thought it was over.

But Mrs. Leland stepped in, betting the entire Leland fortune on my poker hand.

I won with a straight flush, shocking everyone. Then Mrs. Leland revealed the truth: I was her biological daughter, swapped at birth......

At a high school reunion, Tessa, engaged to Alpha Yuri, finds her shoes soiled by Yuri's ex-mate Willa. Yuri demands compensation, but Willa's dramatic acts reignite his conflicted feelings. As Yuri prioritizes Willa repeatedly, ignoring Tessa's injuries and lies, Tessa realizes she's a side character in their toxic romance. Despite Yuri's pleas, Tessa ends their engagement, sells her company shares, and leaves. Two years later, Yuri, paralyzed after Willa rams him with a car, begs for forgiveness, but Tessa, now engaged, rejects him, stating his love was selfish, however it was too late

I’m an assassin for the Snicker pack, cold and relentless. My mission? Kill Alpha Ronan of a rival pack in three months.

Five attempts. Five failures. All thanks to my incompetent partner. One time, he even gave me an overtime drug. Pathetic.

The deadline was here, and I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t kill him.

“I won’t do it. Just let me die instead,” I told my partner.

Silence. Days passed with no reply.

Then, on the final day, I found it—a secret buried deep in the mission......

I was mated to Alpha Levi Thorne, and we had a son, Logan. Our relationship soured when his intern, Violet, came into the picture. Levi constantly defended her, ignoring my feelings. When I got pregnant, he initially seemed excited but then chose Violet over accompanying me to a healer's appointment. Heartbroken, I had an abortion. After a public confrontation where I demanded to break the mate bond, I faced opposition from Levi and my mother, who was influenced by him. Eventually, I left, started anew in a different pack, and three years later, negotiated the bond - breaking with Levi, determined to live for myself.

I was his anchor when Victor was drowning in despair, offering him everything—my love, my soul. But he sent me to a remote mountain in Myanmar, leaving me to die alone with pregnancy .

Years later, at his wedding, my mother handed him a photo—me, lifeless.

His eyes met mine one last time.

But it was too late.

I’ve spent years as the Blake pack’s punching bag—all because of a lie about my dad.

Veronica, the she-wolf I once loved, the mother of my little Ivy, spat on me daily.

“You’re a rogue,” she’d snarl, slamming me into walls. “Ivy will never know you’re her father.”

Preston, that snake, made it worse.

He paid thugs to beat me, whispered lies to turn the pack against me.

But when Veronica locked me in a basement with rabid dogs?

That’s when I knew I had to die—or fake it.

I chose the latter.

Now I’m free.

Camille’s in my arms, our daughter Lila clinging to my leg, her laugh brighter than the moon.

But Veronica found me. “Owen, I love you,” she sobbed, dragging me to a binding ceremony.

I stared at Camille, at Lila’s sleeping face.

“Some wounds don’t heal, pup.”

The year of the great famine was a time of unrelenting despair.

My mother, the light of my life, was on the brink of death.

In a moment of sheer desperation, I was approached by Alpha Daniel's mother.

She offered me a deal.

"Become Luna for ten years, and your mother will be saved," .

I agreed, not knowing the true extent of the sacrifice I was about to make.

It was only later that I discovered the real reason behind her offer. I was a mere substitute.

I resembled Snow, the woman Alpha Daniel had loved with a passion that burned bright and fierce. But Snow had betrayed him, running off with another man and bearing his child.

And so, I was brought in, a stand - in,. The day of my wedding was a farce. The grand hall was filled with the laughter and chatter of the pack.

From that moment on, our marriage was a living nightmare.

Over the next ten years, he took concubine after concubine, filling the castle with the sounds of their laughter and their whispers.

And when the day of my child's birth arrived I lay in the birthing chamber, screaming in agony, while Alpha Daniel was in the arms of another woman, lost in a world of pleasure.

Despite my best efforts, I could not save my child.

And when my contract with Sara finally expired, I did not hesitate. I gathered my mother, who had miraculously survived the famine, and we left that place of pain and suffering behind.

It was only later that Alpha Daniel discovered the truth. He learned of Snow's betrayal, of the lies that had been told.

But by then, it was too late.

I had just given birth, thinking it was a fresh start.

But then I found two tickets to France—not for us, but for him and Angela, his colleague. I had forgiven his infidelities before, but this was the breaking point.

I had never told him the truth about who I really was—someone from a wealthy family.

Heartbroken, I left with our baby and returned to my parents. He begged me to come back, but once again, he chose Angela, leaving me with a sick child.

That was the last straw.

I walked away, determined to inherit the billion-dollar company my father left behind.

By the time he realized his mistake, it was too late. I was gone, and I was never coming back.

My mate Frank was caught red - handed in a seedy car with his cousin, Julia.

I endured years of Frank's betrayal, leaving me heartbroken.

I finally mustered the courage to leave and met Willson.

As our wedding neared, Frank made desperate attempts to win me back,however it was too late.

I spent five years helping Charlotte recover from paralysis, but she saw me only as a brother, clinging to Sebastian, who abandoned her. Her favoritism cut deep—she defended him, ignored my sacrifices, even let him hurt her. When I finally left, she realized her mistake. Years later, I returned with Hailey, my mate, to plan our bond ceremony. Charlotte begged for another chance, but I’d moved on.

I was ready to reveal my true identity, imagining Charles’s proposal, but then I overheard the conversation.

"Are you and Tracy Davis getting married?"

"What about Victoria?"

"She’s nothing special, just a mistress."

Fury coursed through me as I walked away. Tracy Davis, the girl who tormented me in high school, was now a part of Charles’s plans.

I ended things with Charles, then orchestrated the merger of all the companies that had humiliated me—at their wedding ceremony.

Ramille, born under a curse in the Moonshadow Pack, was destined to take in a childhood fiancé to counter it.

She chose Mason, who agreed on the condition that his two brothers, Eric and Jefferson, join him. However, Mason favored Alice, believing Ramille was cruel to her.

Alice’s false accusations led Mason and his brothers to mistreat Ramille.

Fed up, Ramille announced her engagement to John, the seemingly disabled Alpha of the Golden Fang pack.

On Ramille and John’s wedding day, Mason realized Alice’s deception but it was too late.

"Alpha Frank, you saved my life with your kidney. I'll love you forever," Little did I know, it was all a lie.

One fateful day, I confronted him.

"Alpha Frank, what the hell is this? A revenge plot against my uncle? How could you?"

He stammered, "Yulia, it's not what you think—"

Without another word, I ran from him, my heart shattered.

In the darkness of my pain, my uncle Alpha Mike found me.

Day by day, his kindness and love healed my broken heart.

Alpha Frank, realizing his mistake, came back. "Yulia, please, I love you. Forgive me," he begged.

But I was done.

"No, Frank, it was too late. I love my uncle Mike now,"

I stood at the altar with Mike. "I do," I said, my voice filled with happiness.

And as for Frank, I heard he'd stepped down as alpha, left to wander.

Mark, a werewolf , is reborn to relive the day his mate Natalie betrays him.

In both lives, Natalie schemes with her ex Lucian to make Lucian's son her heir, ignoring Mark's twins.

She frames Mark, abuses him, and lets their pups die.

Mark begs for mercy, but Natalie, blinded by Lucian's lies, kills Mark's father and locks Mark and the pups in a basement to die.

After Mark's death, Natalie discovers Lucian's fraud and that her pups needed ICU.

Consumed by guilt, she kills Lucian and herself in a fiery explosion.

I was deeply in love with Alpha Lucian, and we had a beautiful courtship. He proposed in a magical way, and we were overjoyed when I got pregnant. However, he faked his death to be with Seraphina, who lied about a curse. Discovering his betrayal through a video, I was heartbroken. I decided to have an abortion and staged my own death. Lucian later realized his mistake,  but it was too late

I woke up in a haze of amnesia and found that I married to William, the world's richest man.

Our relationship was plagued by his childhood friend, Kamelia, who seemed to delight in causing trouble.

Mockery and hurt became my daily companions as I tried to navigate this new, confusing life.

In a desperate attempt to escape the pain, I committed suicide, only to lose my memory upon waking.

Then, an accident led to a life - changing discovery - I was pregnant. Kamelia, consumed by jealousy, launched a terrifying attack, but William stepped in at the last moment...

Confessing his love to me, even my mother in law changed her attitude...

Irena returns early from a business trip and discovers her husband Sam's eight-year affair with Sasha, who has his child.

She also learns of Sam's fake paralysis and the family's conspiracy to use her for money.

Irena decides to divorce Sam, withdraws her investment from his company, and wins in court.

Sam later faces ruin, tries to win Irena back, but fails. In the end, Sam commits a tragic act, leaving Irena to move on from the painful memories.

I, Sophia Sinclair, defied my family's curse to be with Lucas Montgomery, enduring lashes and bearing another man's child to break free. For years, I begged Lucas to wait as I complied with my family's demand for a pure-blood heir, but each "wait" deepened his pain. When our daughter fell ill, everyone blamed Lucas, and I doubted him, sealing his fate in a cold storage. Even after discovering Julian Whitmore's lies and my family's manipulation, Lucas had already fled. Now, I stand alone, realizing every "wait" pushed him away. Our love, once fierce, is shattered by my choices. Lucas, the man I swore to love, is gone, and I'm left with the ruins of a promise I broke.

Jolin's five - year bond with Alpha Goden was born from a debt repayment contract.

Despite her love and devotion, Goden was obsessed with his childhood love, Anna.

Jolin endured Salina's abuse and Goden's indifference.

After the contract expired and Anna returned, Jolin severed the bond and left.

Goden, realizing his true feelings for Jolin only after she was gone, desperately tried to win her back but was rejected. A vengeful Salina caused a car accident, leaving Goden disabled.

Jolin found a rusted key from their past, symbolizing their broken relationship, and rejected Goden's belated gifts. Eventually, Goden was impeached, and Nelson, Jolin's childhood friend, chose a life with her away from the pack.

After Sara's death, Goden, alone and broken, was found dead at her graveside, clutching the key....