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In the 80s, military doctor Colin endures his parents' favoritism toward his adopted brother Justin and his fiancée's betrayal. He breaks the engagement, cuts ties with the Davis family, and prepares to transfer to the capital with Commander Kirk in seven days. Blinded by Justin's lies, his family keeps hurting him — until he leaves for good. By the time they realize the truth, Colin is already gone.

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.

The woman and her husband had been childhood sweethearts, but three years later, her marriage license was soaked in coffee. When she went to City Hall, she discovered that her marriage license was fake and that she was still considered unmarried, while her husband was listed as married to someone else. It turned out that her husband had always loved someone else and that she had been a mere replacement. She decided to change her identity and disappear from his life. When her husband finally found her, she was already married to someone else, and he eventually died filled with regret.

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.

For three hundred years, Shane held Demon-Suppressing Pass, keeping the demon race at bay and the Eastern Union safe. But peace bred doubt. With demons unseen for generations, the court and the people branded him a fraud and cast him out. The moment he left, the demons returned. As the Eastern Union fell into chaos, Shane had already turned his back, crossing into the Ascendant Kingdom, where a new war awaited, and a deadlier legend was about to begin.

A firefighter discovers his wife's affair and learns he was just a substitute for her first love. He exposes the truth at her sister's wedding and leaves for New York. He rises to CEO. His wife's sister, who stayed by his side, becomes his new love. She chose her affair. He chose his future.

18-year-old Muggle-born witch Emma has her acceptance letter destroyed and is forced into an underground potion workshop. Earlier, she soothed Duke Lucius's dark magic curse and fell pregnant. After three months searching, Lucius rescues her from being forced to abort, fiercely protects her, punishes the villains, and starts a redemptive journey breaking class prejudice.

Emily’s late husband Ethan was a decorated war hero. Their teen daughter Ava is kidnapped, tortured and framed for theft by rich heir Jason and his corrupt father Richard. Emily pleads with police and school for help yet gets shut out. She carries Ethan's coffin and medals to a military base to beg for justice. Supported by a general and Ethan's surviving ally Marcus, they expose a big plot. The Whitmores steal veterans' funds. With surveillance proof presented at the hearing, all villains get arrested. Ava proves her innocence...

For seven years in a row, the Moon Goddess chose me to serve as the Saintess of the Silver Moon Pack. And every year, my mate-to-be, Alpha Kael Ashborne, handed the title to my adopted sister, Rosalie. "Rosalie is an Omega. She needs the position if she is ever going to earn the pack's respect." "I promise, Elara. Next year, the title will be yours." My mother baked Rosalie a cake to celebrate and dressed her in a one-of-a-kind gown sewn with moonstones. My father watched me as though he expected trouble, then let out a weary sigh. "Elara, could you try being generous for once and stop making a scene?" A bitter smile tugged at my lips. They had no idea why I had fought so hard for the Saintess title for seven years. I had Wolf Soul Decay Syndrome, and only the Silver Spring water reserved for the Saintess could save me. And now, I had only one month left to live. I no longer cried or argued. I simply nodded and agreed to everything they asked. They thought I had finally grown up. They thought I had learned to put Rosalie first. What they did not know was that I would soon be gone for good.

Every April Fools’ Day, Wilson Hale and Chloe Mercer turned our anniversary into a joke. A fake proposal. A trick ring. A room full of laughter. And every year, Wilson was sure I loved him too much to leave. This year, cake cream slid down my face, my ring hit the marble floor, and he still smiled like I would forgive him by morning. He forgot one thing. I was not Vivian Gray, the lonely girl with nowhere to go. I was Vivian Vescari, daughter of the most feared mafia family on the East Coast. I had left that world because I wanted to be loved before anyone knew my name. For six years, I thought Wilson was that man. Then I learned even his first confession had been an April Fools’ bet. So I stopped being the joke. I went home.