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After suffering betrayal and losing everything, Veyn rises from the ashes with eight wounded hearts behind her. When the crown heir finally realizes her worth, it is already too late. Amid royal conspiracies, forbidden bonds, and revenge, she must choose between forgiveness and the destruction of those who broke her.

On her wedding day, siren Cordelia is betrayed by her fiancé, who tears out her heart for his adopted sister. She jumps into the Abyss, awakening as the Sea God's daughter. Reborn under a Titan's protection, she returns as the icy Princess of the Deep and becomes Empress.

Mira Vale once believed being Kael Blackwood’s Luna meant she finally had a home. Instead, five years in Ironpeak taught her that a mate bond could become a cage: every dress, carriage, and medical request passed through Sienna Frost, the graceful steward Kael trusted more than his own wife. When Mira’s human adoptive mother dies after Sienna blocks the Moonwell serum and Kael ignores eleven desperate calls, Mira asks to sever their bond. Kael only realizes the truth after Mira leaves for North Ridge, rebuilds her life as a wolf researcher, and turns her grief into a law that saves outsiders like her mother. By the time he finally hears her, Mira no longer needs him.

The day I won the eight-million-dollar East Harbor renovation bid, I handed the lead role to Grace Whitman, Ethan Hale’s childhood sweetheart. Ethan thought I had finally learned to be sensible. He happily told me he was taking me to the Maldives for our wedding anniversary. Grace found out that night. She pretended the pressure from work was too much and cried uncontrollably. Ethan panicked so badly that he canceled a board meeting, stayed with her for three days, then called our anniversary trip an emergency client visit and gave Grace the second ticket. When he called me, his tone was still calm, almost entitled. “Sofia, we can talk about emotional stuff later. The company comes first right now. Grace has never handled a project this big on her own. I need to be there with her.” “You’re my wife. You should understand.” I sat alone in our empty apartment and looked at the photo Grace had just posted. In the private airport lounge, Ethan had draped his jacket over her shoulders. Their knees almost touched. Her caption read, [Some people never have to say love. They just show up first, every time.] I didn’t question him. I didn’t cry. I only replied, [Okay.] Ethan probably thought I had finally learned my place. Satisfied, he promised that when he came back, he would give me an even better anniversary. What he didn’t know was that I had already submitted my resignation to Hale Creative. And he didn’t know that the document he had signed three days ago wasn’t a project authorization form. It was our divorce agreement. By the time he realized what he had lost, I was no longer Mrs. Hale. I was Sofia Bellandi again. And Bellandi women do not beg for seats at tables they built.

The day I won the eight-million-dollar East Harbor renovation bid, I handed the lead role to Grace Whitman, Ethan Hale’s childhood sweetheart. Ethan thought I had finally learned to be sensible. He happily told me he was taking me to the Maldives for our wedding anniversary. Grace found out that night. She pretended the pressure from work was too much and cried uncontrollably. Ethan panicked so badly that he canceled a board meeting, stayed with her for three days, then called our anniversary trip an emergency client visit and gave Grace the second ticket. When he called me, his tone was still calm, almost entitled. “Sofia, we can talk about emotional stuff later. The company comes first right now. Grace has never handled a project this big on her own. I need to be there with her.” “You’re my wife. You should understand.” I sat alone in our empty apartment and looked at the photo Grace had just posted. In the private airport lounge, Ethan had draped his jacket over her shoulders. Their knees almost touched. Her caption read, [Some people never have to say love. They just show up first, every time.] I didn’t question him. I didn’t cry. I only replied, [Okay.] Ethan probably thought I had finally learned my place. Satisfied, he promised that when he came back, he would give me an even better anniversary. What he didn’t know was that I had already submitted my resignation to Hale Creative. And he didn’t know that the document he had signed three days ago wasn’t a project authorization form. It was our divorce agreement. By the time he realized what he had lost, I was no longer Mrs. Hale. I was Sofia Bellandi again. And Bellandi women do not beg for seats at tables they built.

Underworld goddess Melinoe gives up her power and luck to save exiled commander Kallion and build his kingdom. When Kallion breaks his vow, takes another woman, and harms her over a false charge, the Blood Moon opens the Underworld gates. She takes back every victory and blessing she gave him, reducing his empire to dust.

For two years, Rory played the quiet girlfriend while Nico stole her seat, her work, and her mother’s necklace—humiliating her in public. But Rory isn’t just anyone. One call to her Mafia Don father, and Nico’s empire begins to crumble. From economy row 24 to the High Council chamber, Rory takes back everything stolen from her—and exposes a twenty-six-year-old conspiracy that killed her mother. When Nico finally kneels, it’s too late. Rory Voss doesn’t beg. She rules.

For five years, Finn Carter has silently fulfilled a contract signed with Renee Lane's mother—to heal her daughter's shattered heart. Day by day, he builds a life with a woman who sees him as nothing more than a placeholder for her first love. When Mike Smith's return coincides with the contract's end, Finn recognizes his cue to exit the stage of Renee's life.

Princess Layla loves Holy Knight Edmund, but after his defeat, she gives up her title and arranges his marriage to her maid, Evelyn, to save the kingdom from the Wolf King Fenrir's sacrifice demand. Betrayed and publicly humiliated by Edmund, who believes Evelyn's lies, Layla offers herself instead. She forms a blood pact with Fenrir, giving half her soul to restore his human form—and finds unexpected love.

Dragons do not bow to anyone. Until one lowers his head to a servant girl. When the ancient black dragon crosses the throne room and ignores the crowned princess, he stops in front of nameless Elara — and in a heartbeat she turns from invisible maid into the most dangerous mistake the crown has ever made. Branded a witch, hunted by the royal family, and tied to the kingdom’s deadliest general who watched her mother burn, Elara is dragged into a war of stolen names and swapped heirs that was written over her life before she was born. The dragon should not remember her. Yet every time his shadow falls over her, he looks at her like he has spent twenty years searching the sky for one girl — and has finally found the one they tried to erase.