If God gave me a chance to start over, I wouldn't waste another moment in this cold, unloving home!

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’m Winter. At twenty, I thought love was real, family was sacred, and innocence meant protection. But last night, I caught Max tangled in sheets with Willow—my best friend. I ran home crying, only to hear my brothers’ screams as Dad beat them again. Mom didn’t even flinch from her high. And now… I’m pregnant with the child of the man who destroyed everything. I can’t stay. I’ve packed our bags. I’m taking William and Winston, and we’re vanishing into the unknown. This is my story of survival, of becoming someone stronger than the pain.

You thought you escaped him—his control, his lies, the suffocating love that felt like chains. But on the night you said 'yes' to someone new, he took you. Now you're trapped in a remote cabin, staring into the eyes of the man who once broke you. He says he'll make you love him again. And the terrifying part? A flicker inside wonders if he still can.

Emily is your forgotten daughter—the girl who lived in luxury for eighteen years, only to be cast out and replaced overnight. She survived two years in a brutal reform academy, stripped of everything. Now she's back, silent and hollow, but something in her eyes has changed. The fire isn't gone. It's just waiting to ignite.

Left to die in a mental hospital, Sienna's life was shattered when her husband Wayne fell for Alison's deceit and took home a fake daughter. Reborn as the ruthless Scarlett, she returns seeking vengeance. As her real daughter Ellie suffers abuse in Wayne's household, Scarlett's plan unfolds in this heart-wrenching tale of betrayal, survival, and maternal love that will leave you breathless.

For 999 days, I called his name into silence. Three years he vanished—abandoning our marriage, his company, and me. On the thousandth day, I stopped hoping. Then he came back, eyes blazing with accusation at my eight-month pregnant belly. 'Where did this child come from?' he demanded. But the truth isn't what he thinks. And now, as pain rips through me and the baby fights to survive, I realize: his return isn’t redemption. It’s revenge.