Nine months pregnant and trapped in a sterile underground medical room, I endure agonizing labor suppressants while my husband, Vito Falcone, the ruthless underboss, ensures his brother's widow delivers first. A blood oath decrees the firstborn son inherits the lucrative West Coast territory, and Vito is determined Scarlett's child claims this birthright. As my water breaks and venom courses through my veins from a sadistic snake attack, my pleas for help go unanswered. Vito believes I'm faking, obsessed with stealing the inheritance for our child. When the doctor finally finds me, covered in blood and fighting for life, the clinic lies empty - all equipment diverted to Scarlett. As darkness claims me, I wonder if Vito will ever realize the truth: I never wanted the territory, only to save our baby and the man I once loved.

My Alpha mate Dominic rules the entire Stormfang Pack, but after ten years together, he's never given me a single gift. When his childhood sweetheart Sylvia returned, he publicly announced their mating plans and spent the pack's savings on an extravagant celebration for her. While my mother lay dying from a rogue wolf attack, I begged for the healing crystals I'd purchased with a year's savings - our bonding tokens - only to be driven away with burning torches by his guards as he denied knowing me. After my mother died during the Blood Moon Festival, I renounced my pack membership and accepted a position as Chief Healer with the Northern Shadow Pack. When Dominic finally noticed I was leaving, he offered me a mating ceremony as if that could erase everything. From the moment my mother took her last breath, I swore to the Moon Goddess that our mate bond would be broken forever.

Selena has loved Damian, the Alpha wolf of the Blood Moon Pack, for seven years and waited faithfully as his mate for three. Yet their bond remained unconsummated, his heart and desire always cold toward her. When Selena discovers Damian's passionate affair with his sister Lyra - her supposed best friend - her world shatters. The man she adored confesses he never loved her, that she was merely a tool to appease the pack elders while he pursued his forbidden love. After surviving a deadly Shadow Plague attack that Damian ignored as he fled with Lyra, Selena performs the ancient Moonstone ritual to sever their fated bond forever. With her heart's blood spilled and the bond broken, Selena leaves the pack behind, determined to forge a new life where she finally matters. But as Damian and Lyra face the consequences of their actions, Selena must decide whether to embrace her newfound freedom or confront the wolves who destroyed her trust.

My fiancée claimed to be a DINK who didn't want children. She left for a 'year of overseas study'—but returned with a baby, fathered by her childhood sweetheart. When confronted, she defended it as 'fulfilling a childhood promise.' Now our engagement is shattered, our families are at war, and everything I thought I knew about love and loyalty lies in ruins.

My son was stolen from me and killed for his heart - given to the powerful Michele Finnen. As an orphan and single mother, he was my entire world. Consumed by hatred for his murderer, I vowed vengeance. I would reclaim what was taken from me by seducing Michele's husband Scott, whose first love I eerily resemble. This is my story of revenge, seduction, and reclaiming justice for my innocent child.

After five years of marriage, Laura's world shattered when her husband Rick revealed his affair with pregnant secretary Helen and demanded a divorce. Brutally murdered by the pair when she refused to sign, Laura is unexpectedly reborn one week before her death—with crucial knowledge: Rick is infertile. Armed with this secret and newfound determination, she embarks on a calculated quest for justice, wealth, and revenge against those who destroyed her life.

I married a man thirty-two years my senior. The reason? Money. We divorced, and I received everything he owned, becoming the wealthiest person in the city. Just as my fortune was rising, devastating news struck: my ex-husband was found dead, drowned on the east coast. Now the police suspect I'm the killer, and my life of luxury hangs by a thread as dark secrets from our unusual marriage begin to surface.

For ten years, I've been known as Brooke River's devoted shadow—her most loyal assistant who would do anything for her. Now she's getting engaged to another man, and the world expects me to collapse. But what they don't know? I've been married for three years already. As I plan my former love's engagement party, the boundaries between past and present begin to blur, and everyone will soon discover that the 'bootlicker' they mocked has secrets of his own.

After years of sacrificing everything to support her husband Jason and his family through financial ruin, Emma faces the ultimate betrayal when his childhood sweetheart Grace returns. Overnight, Emma and her daughter Ava are pushed aside to make room for Grace and her son, with Ava even being banished to a damp, windowless basement. As her entire family-in-law openly favors Grace, Emma must decide whether to fight for her place or escape with her daughter to reclaim their dignity and future.

For eight years, Isabelle believed she had found her perfect Alpha mate in Karl. But when she discovers his three-year affair with Natalie, an Omega from a neighboring pack, her world shatters. Pregnant and heartbroken, Isabelle must navigate the treacherous politics of werewolf pack society while confronting the painful truth about the mate she thought she knew. As lies unravel and betrayal cuts deeper than silver, Isabelle faces an impossible choice: remain in the gilded cage of her broken bond or embrace the dangerous path of revenge and freedom.

After announcing her mating ceremony with Ethan, Aria, a lone wolf, faces a brutal 'bloodline trial' orchestrated by his childhood sweetheart Sophia. From sabotaged moonlight alchemy circles causing agonizing moon energy backlash to contaminated sacred water potions nearly suffocating her, the trials become increasingly lethal. When Sophia steals her grandmother's Moon Alchemy Cauldron and taunts her to reclaim it during the blood moon or have it used as a chamber pot, Aria reaches her breaking point. Trapped between Ethan's betrayal and Sophia's cruelty, she must decide whether to fight for her heritage or abandon everything, including the mating she never wanted.

I was a brilliant artist whose right hand was crushed saving my mafia husband, Vincent. For three years, I couldn't create—and I just discovered it was all his doing. He'd ordered our doctor to ensure I'd never paint again, all to protect his true love, Sophia. She stole my designs, becoming the art world's darling while I withered away. When I confronted him, pregnant with our child, he publicly humiliated me and told the world I was losing my mind. That night, I burned everything binding me to him and dialed an encrypted number I hadn't used in years: 'Grandpa. In three days, I need to disappear.'

I happened to come across the filming of a popular variety show, where a celebrity attempted to forcefully take over my greenhouse for a task. After I declined, people watching the live stream subjected me to continuous ridicule. In their relentless quest for higher ratings, the production team deliberately hyped up this matter like crazy. However, when my true identity was revealed, countless students from the Agricultural Academy rallied to defend these crops. "Isn't she the expert in crop improvement for saline-alkali soil? My research thesis revolves around her remarkable achievements!" "Anyone who dares to tamper with her crops will face dire consequences."

For five years, Xandra Quinn obsessed over Tyler Watson, blind to all else. That obsession led her straight into the hands of kidnappers as Tyler watched without intervening. Six months of hellish captivity broke her body but not her spirit. When she finally escaped and collapsed at a police station, she returned to a world where Tyler offered marriage as hollow compensation for his indifference. But on the day she obtained their marriage certificate, something snapped inside her—the Simp System that had controlled her finally deactivated, restoring her sanity. Now Xandra sees clearly the betrayal, manipulation, and cruelty she endured. With her mind free from obsession, she's ready to exact the revenge she deserves against those who destroyed her life.

In the dangerous world of Sicilian arms trafficking, Isabella's three-year lover Silvio betrayed her, giving her transport routes to rival Marina and destroying her criminal empire. As Isabella faced ruin and family blood debts, Lorenzo—who had secretly loved her since childhood—offered his family's fortune to help her rebuild. Five years later, just as Isabella prepared to reclaim her territory from Marina, her weapons warehouse exploded. Seeking refuge in a monastery, she overheard the shocking truth: Lorenzo had orchestrated the explosion and had always loved Marina, marrying Isabella only due to a family arrangement. Now a prisoner, addicted to morphine through Lorenzo's manipulation, Isabella must fight for survival and revenge in a world where loyalty is a lie and betrayal lurks around every corner.

After my financial reports were replaced with blank pages, the company was thrown into crisis. As the accountant, I was accused of falsifying records, convicted, and sent to prison. Three years later, I was finally released. My CEO husband and our son came to pick me up - until I overheard their conversation. The villa Hank purchased for his mistress Winona, the financial scandal that destroyed my reputation, the three years I spent in prison... it was all part of a plan. A plan crafted by the very man I trusted with my life. Now I know the truth about my husband's betrayal and my son's complicity. With divorce papers signed and a plane ticket in hand, I'm ready to escape this gilded cage he built for me.

Eight months pregnant, a contraction tore through me like a blade. But my husband, the Mafia boss Darren, refused to take me to the hospital. His sister-in-law, Angelina, his late brother's widow, was also due. To ensure she gave birth before me, she produced so-called proof of my infidelity, insisting the child I carried was no true Falcone. Because the heir to the Falcone family had to be the firstborn grandson. Darren believed her. He locked me in an abandoned wine cellar, injected dangerous drugs to halt my labor, and left me to die. When Angelina gave birth to a son, he finally remembered me - only to be told both my baby and I were dead. But death was not the end of my story.

Two months remained until debut evaluation night. Before our unit performance, our main dancer suddenly offered me her center position. I stared at her, confused, "The trainers always praise your stage presence. Why give up your spot?" "You... you deserve center more than I do." Her smile was painfully forced, and she was fidgeting with her practice clothes - obviously not saying what she really felt. Puzzled by her strange behavior, I asked, "Are my moves too big? Am I making it hard for you to perform?" She suddenly started shaking, looking at me with pure fear in her eyes. After what felt like forever, she finally choked out, "Please, just stop. I won't try to compete with you for center anymore!"

A deal between families forced my Fiancé Marco Corvini to marry me. My parents were dead. His obsession was Isabella Falcone, the princess of our rivals. In the end, Marco devoured my family's empire and threw me to the wolves. He paraded Isabella on his arm like a prize he'd won. Twenty years later, I was on my deathbed. My own son—our son—held the poison. He said I was useless, that his father needed the Falcone family's power. Then I opened my eyes. I was back. Back on the day of my blood oath. This time, to save my family, I didn't sign my name on the pact. I signed hers. Isabella Falcone's. As for me? I took the fortune my parents left me and disappeared. This time, I wouldn't be the fool bleeding for a man who was never mine.

Since childhood, I was raised to be a Corleone wife—Giovanni Corleone's property. "This is just an alliance. Don't expect anything more." Those were his words on our wedding night. I played the role perfectly: quiet, polished, dutiful. Then in year three, Giovanni suddenly couldn't keep his hands off me. Every night brought new passion. I thought maybe—finally—he felt what I'd felt all along. Then I caught him kissing his stepmother. Just the night before, he'd told me kissing me made him sick. "I've been practicing with her—for your sake." All that heat? Just rehearsal for her. So I ran. Took back my life—and our unborn daughter. The Don lost his mind searching for me, begging me to return with the child. But I would not stop for him anymore. I turned and walked straight toward the stage that was always mine.

On Thanksgiving, my husband Steven showed up with another woman—Fiona Osborne, his first love, who had Alzheimer's and only remembered him. And he said she was moving in. "Erica, I stayed away from Fiona out of duty. But I'm not wasting what time I have left without her." Happy 50th anniversary to me. No gift—just a slap-in-the-face love confession. When my own son Anton accused me of keeping Dad away from his true love, I realized after decades of sacrificing my career and identity as a top lawyer to be the perfect wife and mother, I was never enough. Now, with my daughter-in-law Maya by my side, I'm drafting divorce papers and preparing to reclaim the life I gave up—starting with retaking the bar exam. The question isn't if I still have what it takes, but how far I'll go to make them regret ever taking me for granted.

Alpha Scott hated me, his fated mate, more than anything. All because I was just a human, a useless creature without claws. His heart belonged entirely to his childhood sweetheart, Joanna. After Joanna died in an accident, he hated me for ten years. But when an enemy pack's bomb exploded in front of our den, he saved me. Before he died, covered in blood and lying in my arms, he used his last ounce of strength to push away my trembling hand. "Elena, if only the Moon Goddess had never let us meet..." At the funeral, the former Luna—Scott's mother—grabbed my collar, sobbing uncontrollably. After being dragged out of the funeral, I climbed Skyfall Ridge—the pack's sacred ground—alone and leaped. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day the Moon Goddess designated me as Scott's mate. This time, I decided to sever all ties with Scott, to give everyone what they truly wanted.

At the full moon party before our marking ceremony, my mate Lucas got wasted. I went to pick him up, just like we agreed. Only to walk in on him burying his face in his first love's neck, marking her with his scent. "Don't ever leave me again, Willow. My wolf only wants you." When he saw me, he hid behind his drunkenness, looking at me with disgust. "You're the only one for me, Willow! She's just some lowly half-blood Omega. She's just my ride home." I swallowed my humiliation and took him home, only to find out he wasn't drunk at all. He claimed he only said those things to appease Willow, for the sake of her pack's power. So on the day we were supposed to be bound for life, I ran. But I never expected that after I left, he would lose his mind, crying and begging for me to come back.

After the war between humans and shifters, an uneasy alliance was formed requiring daughters of human nobility to choose shifter mates. The first half-blood born from these unions would become ruler, ensuring lasting peace. As the eldest daughter of the Morrison family, I was first selected. Choosing wolf Alpha Calvin, I saw a terrifying vision on our engagement day: After failing to conceive for six months, Calvin would lock me in a cage, using me as a vessel for his pure bloodline. After giving birth to the prophesied hybrid, my sister Trina - consumed by jealousy over her own miserable marriage to the Elven Chief - would seduce Calvin and murder me brutally. Only Caleb, leader of the bear clan, demanded justice for my death. Awakening from this vision, I found Trina begging for Calvin, revealing he'd already marked her. To everyone's shock, I walked past them all to the unnoticed Caleb in the corner: 'Caleb Thorne, will you accept my proposal?'

I received an exclusive car from the Lycan Chairman himself - a multi-million dollar vehicle that commands every traffic light to turn green. A sacred gift for saving his life through a blood-sealed contract when his heart was torn open on the battlefield. I guarded it with my life in my mate Yorick's garage, ready for the day the Chairman might need me again. That day arrived with an urgent summons burning in my hand. Rushing to the garage, I found a strange woman sliding into the back seat, ordering me to take her to Nighty Bar where Yorick supposedly waited. "This is my car," I told her firmly, but her soldiers laughed. "Everyone knows this is Alpha Yorick's exclusive ride for picking up Selene! You're just a little healer." Their words revealed the truth: my mate had been using my sacred vehicle as a plaything for his mistress. Now they've blocked my path to save the Chairman's life, and time is running out.

My mate, Alpha Ryan, abandoned my healer's appointments after I got pregnant, always blaming pack business. But I found him at the clinic anyway - with another pregnant she-wolf, his childhood friend Bonnie. He held her with a tenderness he no longer gave me. "I'll take responsibility for this child," he promised her. "He'll be safe." Their child? I saw his temporary mark on her neck and his lie twisted like a knife in our mate bond. While I carried his pure-blooded heir, he let the pack brand my child a bastard and hailed her half-blood pup as his true heir. To protect Bonnie, he locked me in a silver-laced cell. The silver was a living death. He didn't realize his mistake until I took the forbidden herbs, sacrificing our child and collapsing in a pool of my own blood. Only then did he cradle my broken body, begging for a forgiveness I would never give.

"Father, I accept the marriage alliance with the Blackwood Pack." Silence stretched on his end of the link before he finally replied, "Caterina, are you certain?" "I am." I didn't tell him the real reason. Last night, a heart-shattering agony ripped through our Mate Bond, through that damned bond, I saw everything—my mate, Alpha Rocco, pinning his childhood sweetheart, Scarlett, against the wall and kissing her with desperate frenzy. When I confronted them, Rocco publicly humiliated me for questioning his 'friend.' In that moment, my heart died completely. He was my Alpha, my husband—the man I had spent years helping rise to power. Now I'll sever our bond and marry the most powerful Alpha in North America. They say he is cold and ruthless, unmoved by any she-wolf. Perfect. I don't need love. I just need an Alpha strong enough to help me secure the Silver Moon Pack. And as for Rocco? The Moon Goddess gave us a destiny, and he shattered it with his own hands. Now, I will seize my own.

A video of my boyfriend proposing to his secretary makes it to the trending topics. Everyone squeals over how romantic and touching it is. His secretary even posts on social media, "I've waited so long for you to appear, and I'm glad I didn't give up. I'll leave my life in your hands, Mr. Emerson." One of the comments goes, "God, this is so sweet. A CEO and his secretary—I ship them!" I don't weep or cause a fuss. Instead, I close the webpage and ask my boyfriend for an explanation. That's when I hear him talking to his friends. "I didn't have a choice. She would've been forced to marry someone she doesn't love if I didn't help her." "What about Vicky? She's your actual girlfriend. Aren't you afraid of her getting mad?" "So what if she is? She's been with me for seven years—she can't live without me." Later, I have my wedding on the same day as his. Our cars drive past each other, and I exchange bouquets with his secretary. When he sees me, he breaks down.

Alpha Damon was an exiled monster, feared for his cruelty. He chose Selena—an omega from a worthless pack—as his mate. There was just one problem. Our Mating Ceremony, mine and my fated mate Alpha Ethan's, was set for the same day. When Ethan found out, he vanished for three days. I found him just in time to overhear his plan. "At the Mating Ceremony, I'll fake a sign from the Moon Goddess. I'll make it look like she rejected Elara." "Pack law will force her onto that pathetic excuse for a brother, Damon. Then Selena won't have to mate with him." "An outcast like Damon doesn't deserve a true Alpha's fated mate. Once Selena is safe, I’ll just take Elara back." My heart turned to stone. He was throwing me to a monster to save another woman. And he thought he could just take me back? Fine. I would play along with his little scheme. But once his little show was over, I'd be gone for good. Except when Ethan came to "rescue" me, he found Damon's mark burned into my neck. That's when he finally broke.

The night before the marking ceremony, Joanna Grant kills my father by running him down with her car. At the same time, my fiance, Samuel West, breaks the pack's betrothal agreement and asks to end our engagement. The next day, Samuel and Joanna show up at the marking ceremony that was meant for me. With the entire pack as their witnesses, they pray to the Moon Goddess for her blessing. Just then, I arrive at the ceremony with the surveillance footage from the crash, demanding that Joanna pay with her life for what she's done to my father. Joanna is arrested by the Alliance guards, yet I am exiled from the pack and cast out as a Rogue. Out on my own, hunted and mauled by wild beasts, I am rescued by the Alpha of the Redmoon pack, Alexander Rowe. He saves me when I'm on the brink of death and then proposes to me, pulling me out of hell itself. But after two years of marriage, I overhear a conversation between Alexander and his Beta, Marcus Hale that reveals the marriage I thought saved me turns out to be Alexander's carefully planned trap all along. I decide it's time for them to pay the price.

When I returned from a mission, I found my Alpha mate, Wyatt, had tattooed his Beta's sigil next to our sacred mating mark. I cut my mission short, stormed back to the pack, and publicly declared my intent to Reject him. The mating mark is sacred, a symbol of two souls eternally bound. Desecrating it is the gravest insult to the Moon Goddess. Wyatt tore the rejection papers to shreds, casting them to the ground. Fury blazed in his wolfish eyes. "Over a sigil? You're tearing us apart over a meaningless symbol. Are you insane?" "Do I look like I'm kidding?" I sneered. "Fine. Let the Moon Goddess be your judge." The color drained from his face. "Faye, if you dare go through with this, I'll strip Rory of his birthright. He'll never be Alpha." "How could I be cursed with a mother like you? You're ruining my future as Alpha! I hate you!" My son, Rory, snarled from the side, his eyes burning with hatred. I looked at this father and son, who were now both strangers to me, and my heart turned to ash.

Before my wedding, my vision which I lost after saving Bruce unexpectedly returned. Overjoyed, I hurried to share the wonderful news with him, but as I stepped into the living room, I froze. Bruce and my cousin, Kerry, were in a passionate embrace. "Bruce, the baby is perfectly healthy now. The doctor said we can sleep together again! Why don't we do it right here in the living room? Also, isn't it thrilling to do it here while Nancy is asleep in her room?" "Shut up! Don't joke about my wife like that!" Bruce snapped at her, but his reprimand was accompanied by a kiss. I stood there, watching in shock as their movements grew more intense and their breathing became heavier. Only then did I piece it all together. Their sudden shared enthusiasm for indoor workouts six months ago wasn't about fitness at all. Covering my mouth to stifle a sob, I turned back to my room and shut the door. I decided then and there: Bruce didn't need to know I had recovered. Reaching for my phone, I dialed my mother. "Mom, I'm not marrying Bruce anymore. I'll marry the comatose heir of the Blakes instead. I don't need Bruce in my life."