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When a brain hemorrhage leaves her mother-in-law in critical condition, a woman must urgently raise her transfer limit for a $200,000 deposit. At the bank, a trainee teller freezes the account under the guise of preventing elder fraud. Even with her ID in hand, the protagonist is told the account holder must appear in person. Facing a rehearsed smile and threats of police involvement while a life hangs in the balance, she realizes this is a power game she is forced to win.

The first time I died, it was from a cancer my mother couldn' t afford. My father, who had left us for his wealthy mistress, refused to pay for my treatment. In a desperate attempt to save me, my mother tried to sell her kidney on the black market. She was scammed and left to die in an alley. She died of an infection a week before I finally succumbed to the cancer, alone in a hospital bed. I' ll never forget him telling my begging mother that his new family had expenses, handing her a few hundred dollars as if she were trash. Then, I opened my eyes. I was fourteen again, healthy, watching the divorce happen all over again. My father looked at me, expecting me to choose my mother. "Blake," he said, "you' ll have to choose who you want to live with." I remembered the hunger, the cold, and my mother' s broken body. I met her tear-filled eyes, my own heart shattering. "I choose Dad."

After being rescued from human traffickers, a young woman is raised by a selfless protector who gives up his Harvard education and risks imprisonment to ensure her safety. Following his release and her return to her family, he disappears, leading her on a frantic year-long global search. Though he initially pushes her away upon their reunion, she discovers a hidden keepsake that proves his devotion was never the burden he claimed it to be.

After years of infertility, Tyler and his wife adopt Howard, a boy their friend Julia claims is an orphan. Years later, they discover Howard is actually Julia's secret son with a billionaire. To escape a vengeful socialite, Julia and Howard orchestrate a fatal crash for the couple and steal their wealth. Now reborn on the day of the adoption, Tyler and his wife realize they both remember the betrayal. They vow to reject the boy and make their enemies pay.

After three years of marriage to Vincenzo Moretti, the feared Don of Boston, Elena discovers his blatant infidelity with his late associate's sister. Choosing a public exit, she reveals his betrayals and her pregnancy in a viral interview that shocks the nation. While the world watches the fallout of this mafia romance, Elena escapes to New Zealand, leaving her husband oblivious in his love nest. By the time Vincenzo sees the footage, his Donna is gone, turning his calculated world into total chaos.

They say karma strikes when you least expect it. And for me, it did. That small boy I once harassed, ignored, and bullied is now a fully grown Urekai Alpha with immense power, unmatched strength, and a name associated with many fearsome reputations. And because he once swore vengeance, I have been running all my life. But he has caught me. The hatred he has for me is one I have never known before. Coated with venom. Burning with spite. Only in those cold, satanic gray eyes have I seen hate in its rawest, purest form. I thought I had prepared for this day. That I was ready for the revenge and retribution he promised. However, the punishment he delivers is one I never saw coming. But how do you break what is already broken? How do you drown one who lives with their head buried underwater? How do you kill something that stopped breathing a long time ago? And more terrifying still, how the hell does love grow from the most venomous, hate-filled, black heart to ever exist? * NOTE: This book is a complete standalone. Though set in the Urekai universe, this story introduces entirely new characters with their own depths, nuances, and experiences. You need not read "That Prince Is A Girl" to enjoy or understand this tale, for it is a completely independent story of its own.

For eight years, the protagonist labored to secure the Alpha position for her fiancé, Kieran. However, upon his ascension, he credits his secretary, Ivy, with their success. Ivy frames her with a deceptive video, leading to a public exile from the Shadowmoon Pack. Kieran remains unaware that the man she embraced is her father, the Alpha King. When her royal lineage is finally revealed, the very wolves who scorned her are forced to kneel and beg for mercy from their true heiress.

Larisa Bennett hoped her pregnancy would save her marriage, but the return of Ivy Williams, her husband Ryan’s first love, ruins everything. As Ryan becomes cold and distant, Larisa realizes she is an outsider in her own home. Though she seeks a divorce, Ryan refuses to let go, even as he prioritizes Ivy. When both women are kidnapped, the billionaire faces a cruel ultimatum: he can only rescue one. If Ryan chooses his ex over his wife, the consequences may lead to a lifetime of regret.

Waking to a sharp sting, a survivor discovers a terrifying message carved into their own flesh. In the house where monsters roam, every death triggers a loop that resets the victim's memories. The only proof of past failures is a series of jagged tally marks etched into their forearm. This LitRPG mystery follows a desperate struggle for survival as the protagonist uses self-inflicted warnings to navigate a deadly cycle of horror and find a way out.

I opened the wrong door. That was my only crime. I saw Roman Hale - the most powerful man alive - so vulnerable and broken, sitting on the floor of an empty room, crying over a photograph nobody was supposed to see. I tried to vanish as someone who doesn't exist at all, praying he hadn't seen my face, but I was so wrong. Three days later his car was outside my building, he didn't come for an apology or to silence me-he came to cage me. He called it an opportunity. I call it a random for a life that I'm barely holding together What neither of us said out loud was the thing sitting between us every single day -the secret so large it had its own weight, its own breathing room, its own four-year-old face. He's been searching for a son he doesn't know I gave birth to. I've been searching for a child I don't know he's been funding a war to find. We are looking for the same person. And the man who took him from both of us is standing in this house. Smiling.

After dying as a disfigured spectacle in Tenezia, a woman awakens in the past with a chance for vengeance. In her previous life, her sister gifted her a cursed pendant that swapped the fates of their unborn children, leading to a stillborn birth and her own brutal enslavement. Now back at the moment of the gift, she places the artifact on a pregnant sow instead. This dark fantasy and mystery follows her quest to expose her sister’s cruelty and reclaim her stolen future.

Faced with a terminal illness, a mother's only hope for survival rests on a kidney transplant that only her daughter can provide. However, in a shocking turn within this modern mystery, the daughter chooses to donate the organ to a complete stranger instead. Even as her father and husband plead on their knees for mercy, she remains indifferent. Claiming that all lives hold equal value, she dismisses their desperate cries, leaving her mother to face an inevitable death as time finally runs out.

I died once. Betrayed, broken, and discarded by the most powerful man in New York. Now, I'm back. Reborn on the very day my husband, Dante Moretti, handed me an expulsion agreement. But this time, I know his secret. The coldness in his eyes isn't cruelty; it's a slow-acting poison, a betrayal creeping through his veins, fed to him by those closest to him. This time, I don't cower. I meet his icy command with a slap and an ultimatum: I carry his heir. To cast me out is to sentence his own bloodline to death. He is the untouchable Don, a king on a poisoned throne, fighting a war within his own mind. I am the ghost of the queen he tried to break, armed with the memories of our enemies' every move. I won't be a pawn in their game again. I will dismantle them all, from my treacherous sister to the viper he calls a mother. I will be the queen he needs, even if he fights me every step of the way. It's a vendetta.

After winning a bonus at a Thanksgiving event, the protagonist's $1,000 prize becomes a curse. Michelle Wagner and Caleb Clinton coerce him into funding a massive $100,000 company feast. When the bill is settled, they leave him intoxicated on a freezing roadside to die. However, death is not the end. He suddenly awakens back on the morning of the fateful gathering, granted a second chance to confront those who orchestrated his frozen demise in this gripping mystery.

For five years, Don Matteo Falcone kept his marriage a secret, promising a grand wedding before the Five Families that never came. Ninety-nine times, he abandoned his wife at the altar to rescue his childhood sweetheart, Cecilia, from trivial emergencies. After years of enduring his cold dismissals and broken vows, the protagonist finally reaches her breaking point. She presents the signed dissolution papers, ending their toxic alliance and her role as the hidden Mrs. Falcone forever.

Frozen Retribution follows a terrifying act of vengeance when Ean drags the protagonist into a warehouse and locks them inside a rusted freezer to avenge Helen. Though Ean believes the unit is broken, it functions perfectly, trapping his victim in a plummeting sub-zero environment. After a week of desperate screaming and clawing at the icy walls, the protagonist perishes. When Ean finally returns to witness the results of his cruelty, he discovers only a frozen corpse and the bloody evidence of a slow, agonizing death.

Invited to the Gardner wedding, the protagonist finds himself the target of Daniel Pearce’s baseless jealousy. After a simple compliment to the bride, Isabelle, Daniel brands him a social climber and a love rival. The situation escalates when the groom and his men corner the protagonist, resulting in a broken rib and a sadistic assault in the washroom. While Daniel mocks his victim’s perceived poverty, he remains unaware that this man is the secret billionaire backing the Gardner empire.

After catching her boyfriend in bed with another woman, Arlyn wants two things for Christmas: distance from heartbreak and a fresh start. A disastrous airport chase, a mistaken identity, and, yes, a bite mark later, she meets the hottest man she's ever seen... and the biggest jerk she's ever attacked by accident. She thinks she'll never see him again. Until she walks into her mother's new husband's mansion- And finds the airport stranger standing in the foyer. Reid Carter. Her new stepbrother. Cold, arrogant, impossible to read... and completely convinced Arlyn is just another gold-digger's daughter trying to worm her way into his wealthy father's life. She wants peace. He wants nothing to do with her. But the more the two are forced under one snow-covered roof, the harder it becomes to ignore the tension simmering between them. She bit him once by accident. Now she can't get him out of her head. And he can't seem to stay away, no matter how hard he tries. This Christmas, they'll discover that sometimes the person you shouldn't want... Is the one you can't forget. A biting, slow-burn, forbidden holiday romance filled with crackling tension, emotional scars, and a spark neither of them is ready for.

After enduring years of torment in enemy hands to protect her husband, Marco, she returned to Chicago only to find another woman in her place and her own son calling a stranger 'Mamma.' Blamed for destroying her family and eventually executed alongside her husband in a brutal gang war, she is given a second chance. Waking up on the very day of her escape, she returns to the Galliano estate determined to let go of her unrequited love and play a dangerous new hand.

I woke up in a sterile hospital room with no memory of the lethal-looking man pacing outside the glass. My friend told me he was Dante Moretti, the Underboss of Chicago, and the fiancé I had supposedly worshipped for seven years. But the truth shattered me faster than the crash did. When our convoy was ambushed and the car caught fire, Dante didn't pull me out. He chose to save Valeria—the widow of a soldier he felt guilty about—leaving me to burn in the backseat. He called it a "tactical decision." I called it a death sentence. I thought losing my memory was a curse, but it was a gift. It stripped away the delusion of love. I saw a man who treated me like a useful piece of furniture. I saw a rival in Valeria who smirked while taking my job and my place. When she set a room on fire to frame me, Dante saved her again, leaving me to choke on the smoke. He even branded me a thief in front of the entire Commission to protect her lies. He thought I would always be there, the obedient statue waiting for his scraps. He was wrong. I fled to New York and walked straight into the arms of his sworn enemy, Enzo Falcone. A man who didn't just promise to protect me, but walked through fire to do it. Months later, when Dante finally realized the truth and crawled back to me in the rain, begging for a second chance, I looked him dead in the eye. "Forgetting you was the only peace I ever knew." I took Enzo’s hand, letting Dante see exactly what he had lost. "Remembering you just confirmed that you are a mistake I will never make again."

It was our fifth anniversary, and I sat alone in a Michelin-starred restaurant, staring at a diamond ring that felt more like an anchor than a promise. I kept telling myself Caleb was just busy, rationalizing the sharp, spasmodic pain in my stomach as mere nerves rather than my body's final warning. But when I went to his penthouse to surprise him, I found the double doors ajar. Through the gap, I watched my fiancé devouring Beatrice Blackwood on the sofa-the woman who had the family backing and confidence I supposedly lacked. He wasn't working; he was celebrating our anniversary by replacing me. The fallout was a calculated humiliation. The tabloids branded me a "pathetic orphan," and my Uncle Richard didn't care about the betrayal. He slammed his hand on his desk, claiming I was having another "psychotic episode" and accusing me of paranoia. He threatened to pull the plug on my mother's life support unless I went to the Hamptons to beg Caleb for forgiveness. My family even tried to force me onto heavy antipsychotics to keep me quiet for the sake of a corporate merger. I was being sold to a man who hated me by the very people who were supposed to protect me. I didn't understand why they wanted me broken, or why a mysterious stranger in an elevator had suddenly paid my mother's astronomical medical bills in full. Everything changed at a dinner where my uncle tried to trade me to a predator for a real estate deal. I didn't cry; I shattered a wine bottle and held the jagged glass to the man's throat. That's when Julian Blackwood, the most feared man on Wall Street, walked in and seized the house, the debt, and me. "I take my contracts seriously, Vanessa," he whispered, pulling me into his armored car as my family was thrown onto the street. I had escaped my uncle's cage, but as I looked into Julian's storm-gray eyes, I realized I had just traded a common bully for a beautiful, deadly king.

Trapped 3,000 meters beneath the sea, the submersible I designed was my coffin. The air was turning to poison. But my fiancé, Jeffery, gave our only long-term life support-a CO2 scrubber I invented-to his social media star mistress. "You're strong, Elaina," he said. "You can figure something out." When I tried to use the emergency comms, he broke my wrist and smashed the console. He and his mistress sealed the hatch, leaving me to die alone in the crushing dark. He chose his career over my life. He chose her over me. The man I was supposed to marry would rather I suffocate at the bottom of the ocean than face a failed mission. But as the blackness closed in, I remembered a secret. A tiny, personal emergency pinger I' d built into my glove. With my last bit of strength, I tore the seam with my teeth and slammed my hand against my head. A faint click echoed in the silence. My revenge had just begun.

In the Titterington Empire, a high-stakes world of wealth and danger, a woman navigates a complex web of power and desire. As a master of seduction, she uses her wit and charm to influence the elite, but her mission becomes complicated when billionaire interests and violent threats converge. Amidst a landscape of luxury and peril, she must balance her romantic entanglements with the harsh realities of a cutthroat corporate and criminal underworld to survive.

At 2:00 a.m., J reluctantly agrees to help his younger brother, Chad, by picking up a delivery downstairs. Despite a broken foot, J steps out, only to be hit by a sudden psychic stream of comments. These voices reveal a terrifying truth: the delivery man is a murderer, and Chad has intentionally used J as a human shield. Finding the apartment door locked from the inside, J is trapped in the hallway as the elevator chimes, signaling the killer’s arrival.