Freedom's Price, Love's Reward

Reborn and Ruthless: The Pregnant Wife's Reckoning

The last thing I remembered was Chloe' s voice, a chilling whisper cutting through the haze: "She's just an obstacle, Ethan, her and that baby." One bitter sentence, sealing my fate. Then, absolute darkness. A searing, unbearable pain tore through me, and then… nothingness. My precious baby, my entire future, brutally ripped away. And why? Because my own husband, Ethan Harrison, had chosen my venomous stepsister, Chloe, over us. Chloe, a snake in darling packaging, had once cast Ethan aside when he was nothing, only to reappear, slithering back into his life the moment his star began its relentless ascent. Their calculated betrayal left me with nothing but the chilling echo of what might have been, a life extinguished before it truly began, my child sacrificed to their ambition. The phantom pain of that demise still clawed at me, a constant reminder of the monstrous injustice. How could they? How could Ethan, the man who vowed to cherish me, and Chloe, my own stepsister, conspire to eradicate me and my unborn child? The question raged within, a burning inferno of disbelief and seething hatred. Then, with a gasp, my eyes flew open. Blinding sunlight streamed into my opulent bedroom at the Harrison estate. My hand instinctively flew to my stomach, no longer flat and barren, but subtly curved. "Congratulations, Mrs. Harrison, you' re pregnant." The doctor' s words from this morning echoed. I was back. This time, things would be different. This baby would live. And everyone who wronged me-Ethan, Chloe, Eleanor, even Brenda-would face my reckoning.

Her Corporate Crown, His Quiet Revenge

Mike Davis, a quiet history teacher, found his predictable life intertwined with his wife Jess' s high-flying corporate success at Miller Farms-a company built on his beloved Grandpa Joe' s groundbreaking agricultural innovations. Then, my world shattered. A call came: Grandpa Joe was critically injured in an accident at Miller Farms, a tragedy caused by a reckless MBA intern Jess was grooming. Instead of support, Jess, the CEO, coldly threatened me, freezing our joint accounts to protect her company's image, effectively cutting off funds for Joe' s life-saving care. She shattered a cherished photo of me and my grandpa, her actions twisting the knife of betrayal and leaving me utterly isolated and helpless. How could the woman I loved betray our family so cruelly, sacrificing Grandpa Joe for a corporate image and threatening his very life? The injustice burned, leaving me desperate and cornered. But just as despair threatened to consume me, a shocking secret emerged: Grandpa Joe had foresightfully transferred the very intellectual property Miller Farms depended on-its core genetic patents-directly to me, years ago. And its exclusivity had just expired. I, the unassuming teacher, now held the keys to my wife's empire. What would I do with this sudden, unexpected power?

My Sweet Escape

It was my rehearsal dinner, sparkling with chandeliers in a historic Philadelphia hotel, filled with the promise of a perfect future with Mark, the man I had loved for seven years. Then, just as the evening began winding down, Mark leaned in and shared a long, passionate kiss with my maid of honor, Jessica, right there for everyone to see. My fiancé, the man I was marrying tomorrow, had just publicly humiliated me, dismissing it with a grin as "old times," while Jessica, my best friend, tearfully begged me not to "make a scene." When I tried to leave, Mark physically seized me, threatening to cancel our entire wedding if I dared walk out, then his family and mine blamed me for the disruption. The betrayal escalated at a forced family dinner when Jessica presented a cake made with an ingredient she knew I was severely allergic to, nearly killing me, only for Mark to blindly side with her staged injury and lash out at me again. How could the people closest to me systematically betray, gaslight, and endanger my life, while my own family continued to blame me for reacting to their cruelty? As I lay in the hospital, stripped of my dignity and support, I decided I would no longer be a victim, choosing to expose their lies and leave everything to build a new life entirely on my own terms.

His Political Wife's Secret

I was Sarah-Beth Beaumont, the elegant wife of Charleston' s rising political star, Jack Beaumont Jr. My life seemed picture-perfect, and the news of my pregnancy promised an even brighter future. A Beaumont heir would solidify our legacy, and Jack beamed with pride. But behind the smiles, a chilling truth festered. My sister, Carrie, emerged from the shadows, her eyes cold as she whispered venom into my ear: "He never loved you. You were just a placeholder." Then, the brutal pain, the darkness. They killed me, and my unborn baby, watching me bleed out. My husband stood by, choosing her. The betrayal was absolute, the finality of death a cruel end to my naive devotion. They discarded me like trash, their ambition stained with my blood and the life of our child. There was no escape, no justice, only the agonizing realization of their monstrous deception. How could I have been so blind? So utterly disposable? The horror of that final moment, the searing pain of their betrayal, haunted me even as my life slipped away. What kind of monster plots to extinguish a life, especially an innocent one, for power and prestige? But then, a gasp. My eyes flew open. I was back. Not in my grave, but in my bed, on June 14th – the day disaster began. My stomach was flat, but not empty. This time, I wouldn't be their victim. I was back for one purpose: to make them pay, and to protect my child, no matter the cost.

She Died for Her Son's Future

My days were a silent decay, confined to a dark wing of my husband Ethan' s sprawling estate, a place as forgotten as I had become. Once a celebrated musician, now I was a ghostly presence, my body frail, my spirit hollowed by isolation. Then, they came for me: two brute men pulling me from my stained mattress into the blinding opulence of Ethan' s main living area. My husband stood there, a king with his pop star queen, Chloe, and my own son, Leo, whose face was a mask of coldness. They demanded a public apology, accusing me of sabotaging Chloe' s career with vicious lies, lies my son' s small voice echoed, tearing me apart. Within moments, the charade intensified: Chloe dramatically collapsed, feigning a sudden, fatal heart condition, and the physician Ethan controlled declared a desperate need for a transplant. Ethan' s eyes, cold and calculating, fixed on me with a horrifying intent: I was to be sacrificed, my healthy organs harvested for Chloe' s fictional illness. The ultimate betrayal wasn't just my stolen songs or the car crash that left me paralyzed; it was this barbaric desecration, driven by Ethan's monstrous, deluded love, all to secure Chloe' s fame. How could I, a mother, a wife, who had given everything, be condemned to such a gruesome, public death for a lie? Just as the clinic room prepared for my end, I made a choice, a whisper to the voice inside my head, the System, to simply "vanish." Sarah Thompson was dead, leaving only an empty shell behind. But a flicker of hope, the image of my ailing sister and my son, still tangled in their web of deceit, ignited a desperate resolve. I would return, step back into the inferno, and for the first time, not be their victim. I would expose their monstrous truths, redeem my son, save my sister, and make Ethan, the man who destroyed me, truly pay for every single sin. This time, I was ready to demand: "Die for me, Ethan."

Too Late for Apologies: The Architect's Revenge

My life was supposed to be a success story, a talented architect married to a rising firm owner, living comfortably in Chicago. But at the annual holiday gala, my husband, Mark, publicly humiliated me by gifting my deceased mother's irreplaceable locket to his conniving intern, Tiffany, who then carelessly shattered it. What followed was a cruel spiral of blatant infidelity, his dismissal of my grief, gaslighting about his constant neglect, and their calculated plot to destroy my career; he even staged a fake suicide attempt for Tiffany, forcing me to donate my rare blood type on the day of my most critical professional presentation, then watched as they celebrated with my stolen project and commissioned my anniversary gown for his mistress. Lying in that sterile hospital room, sedated and weak, I understood the full extent of their calculated cruelty; every betrayal was a deliberate, agonizing twist of the knife, leaving me stripped of everything and simmering with a cold, unwavering fury. As Mark brazenly handed over my stolen designs to Tiffany, dismissing my accusations of plagiarism, I finally made the call I vowed I never would: to my reclusive, powerful father in New York, demanding he pull every string and dismantle Mark' s entire empire, piece by piece.

Suddenly, I'm Married

Scarlett was left betrayed and broken beyond repair when her best friend Megan set her up with the male escort who stole her virginity...Or at least, that's what she thought he was. There was something odd about the strong and strikingly beautiful man that she spent a night with. Despite the pure hatred she felt for him, the deals he ended up offering wasn't one she could refuse. Scarlett always thought she'd marry her soulmate but turns out, that won't be the case for her. But could her mysterious husband make his way through her broken heart and fix it? It's hard to imagine but love has funny ways to manifest in places where it's least expected....

Married, Divorced, Desired Again

Three years of marriage couldn't melt Theo's frozen heart. When an art gallery collapsed on Lena, he was off romancing another woman-lavishing her with a private jet. Three steel pins held Lena's shoulder together, but her heart remained broken. She filed for divorce and told everyone that he was impotent. Rising from the rubble, Lena blazed onto the design world's A‑list. She expected him to sail off with his true love-until Theo reappeared at her runway, pressing her against the wall. "Impotent, huh? Care to give it a try?"

Reborn And Remade: Pursued By The Billionaire

In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."

Comeback Of The Adored Heiress

Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.

Chasing Back What's Mine

"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"

Longing For My Rejected Luna

"I, Erika Blackwood, stand before you, Alexander Robertson, with a heavy heart. I hereby reject you as my mate. The bond we once shared has grown fragile, and my soul yearns for a different path. May you find solace in the love of another, and may we both find the happiness we seek." Alexander didn't say a word and looked at me. But he refused to accept. *********** Erika Blackwood is the next Alpha in line of the Ironclaw Pack. She hides her identity and gets mated to the Alpha of the Moonforest Pack, Alexander Robertson. Three years passed, but Alexander is still unwilling to let go of his childhood sweetheart. Erika is mistreated and eventually framed by the same childhood sweetheart. Now she leaves with that humiliation, and goes back to her pack, swearing vengeance on those who hurt her. They all waited for her to return and beg, but what happens when they realize that the famous Ironclaw Pack that was going to help in the rogue war, was ruled by a woman named, Erika Blackwood. Now her Ex mates want her back. Other Alphas want this woman.. But will she accept any of them? Or will she stay independent forever?...