When Emma's family was attacked by rogue wolves, she heroically saved everyone - but her wolf was struck by a silver dagger, and her unborn pup would not survive. While she faces certain death, her mate Luke gave the only life-saving treatment to her adopted sister Fiona. In her final three days, Emma gives away all her possessions and signs a bond-severing agreement, watching as her family smiles in approval. Yet as death approaches, one haunting question remains: When they find her body and her unborn pup, will their satisfaction turn to regret?

After the birth of their daughter, Madeline's husband Leonard left for a dangerous mission. What should have been a joyful family reunion upon his return turns into a nightmare when her in-laws falsely accuse her of infidelity and claim her daughter isn't Leonard's child. As insults and violence escalate against both mother and daughter, Madeline must find the strength to defend herself and her child against the family she once trusted.

As the only biological daughter of the powerful Calhoun mafia family, I was once doted on like a princess. Everything changed when Mom died protecting me in a suspicious car explosion on my 18th birthday. Overnight, I became the family pariah, blamed for her death. Dad brought home Juliet, an adopted daughter who quickly stole my brother's devotion, my childhood sweetheart's affection, and my father's approval. Every attempt to connect with my family is met with cruelty and rejection, while Juliet's calculated tears and manipulations earn her their unwavering protection. On the night of my college graduation, they celebrate her addition to the family instead of attending my ceremony. After one final devastating betrayal at what was meant to be our last dinner together, I've decided to escape this toxic household forever. But I won't disappear quietly - I'm determined to uncover the truth behind Mom's death and make those who destroyed my life pay for their actions.

I was the real daughter of the Sinclair family, yet I was the one abandoned when their fake daughter and I were kidnapped and taken to the top of a building. They were given a choice between the two of us, and they chose to save the fake daughter, letting me be pushed off from the eighteenth-floor balcony. Even though I survived, I was completely disappointed in them. Then, their attitudes changed overnight. My parents, who despised me, started asking me about my likes and dislikes. My brother who wished me dead, started suddenly giving me precious jewelry. Even my fiancé, who always claimed I was nothing compared to the fake daughter, started to prepare for our wedding. To say I was confused was an understatement.

In Evergreen Pack, turning 18 means awakening, shifting into wolf form, and being marked by your mate. But on the day of my coming-of-age ceremony, my older brothers and my fiance bring back a gravely injured Omega from the border. They place her in my room, and my eldest brother puts the moonstone pendant my parents left me around her neck. My fiance, who's supposed to mark me, instead takes the Omega by the hand and refuses to be my mate. When my other brother tells me to stop making a scene or get out, I realize they were no longer my family. So I exile myself and throw myself into ten years of closed research in Central City. They think I'm just throwing a tantrum, until they finally realize I'm never coming back and fall to their knees begging me to return.

I'm Sophie Gould, the true daughter of the wealthiest man in Arberton. Yet my mother favors her niece Tanya Hall, who brazenly assumes my identity and inheritance. At a glittering banquet filled with Arberton's elite, Tanya胆敢 occupy my rightful seat and publicly羞辱我, declaring herself the Gould family heir. In my past life, I endured such humiliation in silence before meeting a tragic end at their hands. But now I've been reborn with a burning resolve for justice. As Tanya's false confidence reaches its peak, I smile icily and deliver the first strike against my enemies. This time, I won't just reclaim what's mine - I'll expose every dark secret and make them pay for their crimes against me.

When Eva Walker, the long-lost heiress, finally reunites with her family and the love of her life Justin Davidson, she believes she's found happiness. But the ghost of her deceased sister Stella haunts every moment of their relationship. Justin can't let go of his first love, forcing Eva to wear Stella's wedding dress, use her ring, and live in her shadow. Her parents see her only as a tool to maintain connections to the Davidson family fortune. As the wedding approaches, Eva discovers painful truths about those she loves most. When her beloved grandmother disappears during the rehearsal and no one seems to care, Eva must decide whether to remain a substitute forever or finally break free and find her own identity.

Betrayed by everyone she loved, Clara faces her final 72 hours with nothing left to lose. When her adopted sister Hailey steals her medical records, her identity, and even her family, Clara gives away everything - her novels, her husband, her daughter, and her last chance at survival. But as the truth begins to unravel, those who abandoned her come crawling back, begging for forgiveness they don't deserve.

After years of harboring hatred, my brother finally got his wish - I died in a car accident at 18. As a spirit, I watch him from beyond the grave, wondering if his cold heart will ever feel remorse for the sister he always claimed he never had. Our family was shattered long before my death - mother died giving birth to me, father committed suicide, leaving only bitterness between us. Now I'm gone, and the truth behind his cruelty may never be revealed.

My family has always considered me a harbinger of misfortune. It's all because I can see a countdown to my relatives' deaths. I tell them when my grandfather, father, and mother will die. It all comes true due to various accidents. My three brothers hate me to the core because they think I cursed my parents and grandfather. My mother actually dies after giving birth to my younger sister, but my brothers dote on her to no end. They say she's their lucky star because everything goes well for the family after she's born. But didn't Mom die while giving birth to her? On my 18th birthday, I see my death countdown when I look at myself in the mirror. I buy an urn I like and prepare a meal. I want to have one last meal with my brothers, but none of them show up even when the timer hits zero…

I plan a family trip at my mother Lucia Sweeney's request. While avoiding the danger zones, my sister Linda Harper and I are ambushed by rogues. To protect her, I throw myself in the path of their claws and get driven into a silver mine. As I fall, my back is slashed open to the bone, and shards of silver embed deep into my right leg. The searing silver poison spreads quickly, burning through me and my wolf. My wolf is whimpering—she's close to death. However, as the pack's chief healer, Mom gathers all the healers around Linda to give her a full check-up over a few minor scrapes. I sob and beg her to save me first. 'Mom, the poison has almost reached my heart. I can't hold on anymore.' She turns around impatiently and yells, 'Are you seriously still fighting with Linda now? Do you have any idea how close she came to getting clawed in the face by a silver claw? Our pack doesn't have a wolf as heartless as you!' And in that moment, I hear my wolf's final whimper, saying goodbye. I finally fall asleep in the cold wind, never waking up again.

I died on the day I was supposed to receive the Pack’s Distinguished Service Award. Three hours after I died, my parents, my brother, and my mate were just wrapping up the graduation party they’d thrown for my sister. While my sister, Ella, was posting a cozy family photo on Instagram, I was locked in our basement, using my tongue to swipe on my phone and call for help. The only person who answered was my mate, Ryan. All he said was, "Sophie, cut the drama. Ella's graduation party is important. Enough with the tantrums!" This was the ninety-ninth time they had let me down. And the last. I lay in a pool of my own blood, my lungs still. They thought I was just throwing a fit, hiding somewhere. That if they taught me a lesson, I’d come crawling back. But they didn't know. I was home the whole time. I was already dead.

When I was ten, Jonathan Cooper saved me and told me he would protect me for life. When I was 15, I met William Reed. He also told me he would protect me forever. Yet, the year I turned 23, the two men who swore to always keep me safe threw me into the ocean for the sake of their true love. Left to drown while they celebrated with the woman who replaced me, I survived only to discover I was never anything more than a convenient substitute. Now, with their false promises ringing hollow in my ears, I've cut all ties and fled to start anew. But can the past ever truly be left behind when your heart still yearns for the men who destroyed it?

When my husband threatened me with divorce for the hundredth time, demanding I sacrifice myself for my sister, I did not cry or make a scene. I simply signed my name on the divorce papers and willingly handed over the man I had loved for ten years to my sister. A few days later, my sister spoke recklessly at a banquet and offended a powerful family. Once again, I stepped forward to take responsibility, bearing all the consequences in her place. When they later proposed that I become a test subject for my sister's drug research, I gladly accepted. Mom and Dad said I had finally grown into someone mature and responsible. Even my cold husband stood by my hospital bed and, for the first time in so long, gently stroked my cheek. He said tenderly, "Don't be afraid. The experiment won't be life-threatening. When you get out, I'll cook you a big meal." However, he did not know that regardless of whether the experiment was dangerous or not, he did not have to wait for me because I was already dying from a terminal illness.

After over a dozen rounds of IVF, I finally became pregnant. However, I discovered the horrifying truth - the embryo growing inside me was from my husband and the family maid. They schemed to have me disappear so their child could inherit everything. I pretended ignorance, carried the child to term, and raised him with apparent love. Twenty years later, they forced me to sign a share transfer and divorce agreement by my hospital bed. "The child you gave birth to is my biological son!" my husband declared. Even my son showed no remorse: "Your illness is beyond help. It'd be better for you to just die." With a knowing smile, I replied: "For your happiness, I'm willing to do whatever it takes."

After years of relentless training, Gina Flanders wins the prestigious Healers' Competition, only to have her victory stolen by her twin sister Sasha. What neither knows is this competition secretly selects the Alpha King's future Luna Queen—a position Sasha eagerly claims. Branded a cheater and facing banishment under pack law as her 25th birthday approaches, Gina makes a desperate bargain: she'll take Sasha's place as the mate to the rumored monster Alpha King Leonard Muller, a wolf said to be hideous, bloodthirsty, and treat women as breeding machines. Betrayed by her family and abandoned by her Beta fiancé Timothy, who marks Sasha instead, Gina must navigate a court of secrets where nothing is as it seems. As the true chosen Luna, she'll discover the Alpha King's hidden truth and unleash powers that will either destroy her or make her unstoppable.

The moment I was born, I took her life. They called me a murderer. Marcus used to burn me with cigarette butts, and Dad would say it was my fate. "You're a curse. If you had any conscience, you'd have gone to join Mom a long time ago to repay what you owe." When Marcus was diagnosed with kidney failure, that same cold, distant father knelt in front of me. "Please... save him..." I put my hand on Dad's shoulder. "Dad, I'll do the surgery. But can you promise me one thing?" Dad performed the surgery himself. It was a success. He saved the son he loved most and took the life of the daughter he hated. But after I died, Dad turned himself in to the police, and Marcus lost his mind.

Long overlooked and undervalued, Nancy endures relentless bullying from her mother-in-law and her husband Ethan’s admirer. Diagnosed with advanced stomach cancer, she seizes control, rejecting her old life of submission for self-empowerment. As Nancy transforms, a remorseful Ethan fights to regain her love. But has he realized his mistakes too late?

I had a cousin my age. She overslept and was late for her SATs. Yet, she pinned the blame on me, saying that I made her take some fever medication. She stole 300 thousand meant for Grandma's surgery, claiming it was to buy me a car. She even insisted I was at fault when she accidentally got pregnant and took the wrong abortion pills, leading to severe bleeding. She vehemently insisted I pushed her, causing her to fall. My boyfriend stood by her side time and time again. Eventually, he finally gave up on me, telling me it was over. My aunt shoved me down the stairs, accusing me of ruining her daughter's life. My boyfriend witnessed the whole thing, but he told them I had fallen by accident when the police came. I died without ever seeing justice for myself. When I thought my life was finally over, I opened my eyes. I had returned to the day my cousin stole the money meant for Grandma's surgery.

When Shiloh discovers her husband Christian drugged their baby daughter Juni with sleeping pills to sneak away for a Christmas date with his assistant Peyton, her world shatters. As their seven-year marriage collapses around her, Shiloh holds a secret weapon - a ten-million-dollar lottery ticket that could give her and Juni a fresh start. But with Peyton pregnant and Christian's true colors revealed, Shiloh must navigate betrayal, revenge, and the fight to protect her child.

The Graham brothers once loved me more than life itself. Marcus peeled apples into roses for my hospital bed. Jeremy blushed through buying my first period supplies. Andrew swore he'd destroy anyone who hurt me. But when my adopted sister Mackenzie accused me of stealing her three-year thesis, everything changed. Their love turned to ice as they dragged me to the greenhouse, their words slicing deeper than any blade. Now I float above them, watching my brothers cradle my killer while my body rots where they left it. The madness has only just begun, and they haven't even realized I'm already gone.

My adopted sister Jasmine lost a million dollars in a bad investment scheme. On that fateful day, a disgruntled client appeared, furious that his life savings had disappeared overnight and desperate for revenge. When my boyfriend Connor showed up, both of us reached for him in fear - but he swatted my hand away, snarling, "Rosie, cut the crap! I know you're faking! Jasmine has a heart condition, I need to get her to the hospital immediately!" If only he knew the truth - that the daughter born with a congenital heart disease was actually me! On the day of my funeral, Connor wept at my grave and blinded himself out of remorse. From that day onward, Connor "Hawk-Eye" Sanders would live in eternal darkness.

To make me "obedient", my parents send me to a reform center. There, I'm tortured until I lose control of my bladder. My mind breaks, and I'm stripped naked. I'm even forced to kneel on the ground and be treated as a chamber pot. Meanwhile, the news plays in the background, broadcasting my younger sister's lavish 18th birthday party on a luxury yacht. It's all because she's naturally cheerful and outgoing, while I'm quiet and aloof—something my parents despise. When I return from the reform center, I am exactly what they wanted. In fact, I'm even more obedient than my sister. I kneel when they speak. Before dawn, I'm up washing their underwear. But now, it's my parents who've gone mad. They keep begging me to change back. "Angelica, we were wrong. Please, go back to how you used to be!"

When Callum abandoned me, feverish and shivering on a mountain road, just to watch a meteor shower with the young woman he had raised, I decided to divorce him. His good friend, Emmet, advised him to try winning me back. "Look Cal, sisters are sisters, but a wife takes priority. You’d better not mix up what matters most." Callum dismissed the idea with a confident smile. "She’s bluffing. Does she really think she’ll go through with the divorce? All these years, I’ve given her a place to belong. Without me, she wouldn’t even have a home. Leave me? She wouldn’t dare. Just wait. Before the cooling-off period ends, she’ll come back crying and begging me to take her in." But thirty days passed, and I never looked back. While he scoured the world searching for me, I sipped tea in a misty mountain villa, utterly at peace. "James," I remarked to my step-brother, "your place truly feels like home."

My fated Alpha wanted to indulge his mistress Vivian as Luna for a while. So he pretended he'd lost our connection and wouldn't even admit I was his Luna. Walking past the study, I heard Vivian's sickly sweet voice: "Darling, if I'm acting Luna, can you mark me every night too? But... won't Sophia get suspicious? I mean, you two have been mates for five years." "What's she going to do? She can't leave the pack, and she definitely can't leave me," Ethan scoffed. "Sophia? That idiot. I told her I lost the connection, and she actually believed we didn't have a bond anymore. Even if she found out the truth, she'd just quietly hand over the Luna title and go back to being a healer. The only Luna in my heart is you, sweetheart." I stopped in my tracks. I didn't call him out. A sharp pain shot through me as our mate bond weakened. I turned and left. Let them think their little plan was perfect. They'd find out soon enough what a big surprise this "idiot" had in store for them.

I stood in the shadows, the scent of pine and frost heavy in the air, watching my mate, Ethan, smile—truly smile—for the first time in years. But not at me. At her. My cousin, Isla. His first love. She sat beside him, warm and glowing, with our pups, Lucas and Mia, curled up against her like she was their real mother. They were laughing, sharing bites of ice-cream cake, the kind Lucas once said made his stomach hurt. I was never meant to be here. I wasn't his choice. He didn't fall in love with me—he was assigned to me. To him, our bond was never about love. It was a political arrangement—an alliance between two packs: his power, my father’s ambition. A tie forged not by hearts, but by bloodlines and borders. He never touched me unless required. He never looked at me like I was his Luna. In that moment, as their laughter echoed under the full moon, I felt the mate bond falter—thin, fading, like breath in winter. And I knew. I had played my part long enough. So I turned away. It was time to severe the bond that was never truly mine.