Does 'His Regret My Throne' Have A Happy Ending?

He called me boring. Useless. A wife he was embarrassed to claim. Three years ago, Julian Thorne slid divorce papers across a mahogany desk and threw me away like yesterday's trash. No tears. No fight. Just a check for ten million dollars and a locked door behind me. I didn't take the money. I took a promise: I will make you regret this, Julian. Today, I walked back into his world wearing a blood-red gown and holding a black card that doesn't have my name on it. I am no longer the quiet librarian he married. I am the new COO of Kael Corp — his biggest rival. And I just outbid him for the company he needed to survive. Julian says he still loves me. Julian says he made a mistake. Julian says he wants me back. But Julian doesn't know that I'm not here to forgive him. I'm here to destroy everything he built. Piece by piece. Deal by deal. Memory by memory. And the man standing beside me — Damian Kael, the billionaire with no soul and too many secrets? He's not my lover. He's my weapon. But when Julian reveals a secret about my past that changes everything… when I discover the child I thought died is actually alive… when I have to choose between the man who broke me and the man who saved me… I realize revenge comes with a price I never planned to pay. My heart. HIS REGRET, MY REVENGE is a full-length billionaire romance thriller with a second-chance twist, a hidden identity, and an ending that will leave you breathless. No cheating. No cliffhanger within each book. HEA guaranteed. WARNING: Contains mature themes, dark pasts, and a hero who will make you forget every other book boyfriend.

For a man whom she has spent 7 years with, married for 3, infertility was enough for him to cast her aside, replacing her with his mistress whom was already pregnant. But maybe getting cast aside was a blessing in disguise, Elisa returns home to regain her rightful place as the heiress of the Gilbert's house, and what follows after is the continuous regret of her Ex-husband. After all, the saying goes this way: You don't know the value of what you have until you lose it.

My Alpha mate, Ross, and I were known as the most resentful couple. He hated me for allegedly swapping his sister's antidote, which led to her death from wolfsbane poisoning. On the other hand, I despised him for turning a blind eye when my younger brother was bullied, abandoning him to die alone in the pitch-black forbidden forest. Upon hearing the news, he sneered and spoke to me for the first time in ages, "This is your karma." When I was three months pregnant, I was kidnapped by an enemy pack. As I was left bleeding from the torture and my unborn child slipping away, the enemy demanded he surrender his western territory in exchange for saving his Luna. However, he just scoffed. "It's about time to stop this act. Tell Jenny that I'm not falling for this. Don't even think of watching me make a fool of myself." In the end, I lost everything—just as he wished, as if it was my retribution. So, why did he regret everything?

Right before our Mating Ceremony, my mate, Alpha Damien, told me he had to temporarily mark an Omega from our pack, Seraphina. He claimed she had the Moon Sickness and would die if he didn't mark her. I fought him on it, but the next day, he moved Seraphina right into the penthouse of the Pack House. The suite meant for the future Luna. My suite. To calm me, he even got on his knees, his eyes red as he promised, "Once she's safe, I'll remove the mark. You'll still be my only Luna." But then, Seraphina found me, a medical report in her hand. Six weeks pregnant. They'd already held their marking ceremony long before Damien ever came to me. My heart shattered into ash. My pen dug into the calendar, carving a vicious X over the date that was supposed to be our Mating Ceremony. Then, I opened my laptop and replied to the email from the European Laurel Healers' Guild. "I accept your invitation. I leave on the day of the Mating Ceremony."

When I married Alpha Damian Blackwood, I believed my love could melt the ice in his eyes. Five years, countless sacrifices, and a son later, I finally learned the truth: to him, I was nothing but a convenient Luna and a free babysitter. I discovered this the day I walked into our home and found him buried inside another woman, our five-year-old son sitting on her lap, calling her "Mommy." The pheromones in the air didn't lie. He'd chosen her. He'd always chosen her. I didn't cry. I didn't beg. I threw my wedding ring at his feet and walked out with nothing but a small suitcase and my shattered pride. What Damian didn't know—what no one knew—was that the "pathetic Luna" he discarded also happened to be the secret tech genius behind a billion-dollar startup, a hacker so skilled that the world's most powerful wolves beg for her services. But when I walked into Thorn Industries looking for a fresh start, I didn't expect to find Kaelen Thorn—the most powerful Alpha in the city, a man whose silver eyes saw right through my walls and claimed something in my soul I thought long dead. He gave me a job. A home. A life. He gave me back myself. Now Damian wants me back. He says he wasn't in his right mind. He says our son needs me. He says he still loves me. But Kaelen stands beside me, his hand on my back, his wolf ready to tear apart anyone who dares hurt me again. The old me would have gone back. The old me would have believed his lies. The old me is dead. They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. In my case, what almost destroyed me made me into someone even I never expected.

Marietta thought she had it all figured out, not until everything came crashing down. Accused of doing something she didn't do, and betrayed by those she trusted, she's left to pick up her pieces. But when she finds out she’s pregnant, things get a lot more complicated. Now, she’s fighting to figure out her future—alone, hurt, and ready to take back control. Can she start over, or will her past keep dragging her down?