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You should be grateful. That sentence killed me in my last life. My father said it while selling me to Blackmoon’s cold alpha. My husband—Alpha Lucian Black—growled it when I asked for a divorce. My sister purred it as she stole my inheritance. My mother prayed it, watching my slaughter. They framed me. Dragged me into the forest. Broke my bones. Ripped out my wolf. Left me bleeding under a blood moon. All smiling. All demanding gratitude. Then—I woke up. Reborn. The night before the betrayal. Back in my weak, human body, my untouched mate-mark burning. This time? No begging. No obedience. I burn contracts. Shatter schemes. Become the monster they created. But my “cruel” Alpha has changed. Lucian Black’s golden eyes darken when rivals look at me. His voice cracks when I say “divorce.” His hands grip me like I might vanish. “Please,” he snarls, slamming me against the wall, fangs grazing my throat, breath hot. “Don’t leave me.” He doesn’t remember shredding me. Doesn’t know I’m the key to his curse… —or his pack’s destruction. Wolves rule by fang. Mates by power, not passion. I died weak. This time, they kneel. Reborn from blood. Fueled by hate. Tangled in obsession… I’ll take my revenge. And claim true love’s bite. Dark werewolf rebirth romance: cursed alpha obsession, forced marriage, betrayal, revenge, possessive heat, weak-to-queen.

If you had a chance to be reborn into a new world, would you change anything? A series of stories of being reborn and changing ones fate.

When Delaney turned sixteen the migraines came along with nightmares of a life that was never hers. On her eighteenth birthday, she turned into a wolf. Yeah, a fucking wolf. With no family and a group of men on her heels, she is on the hunt for the man in her dreams. The one whose face haunts her vision every time she closes her eyes. The only thing Delaney is certain of is that she might be batshit crazy, her whole life has been a lie and she is searching for a man named Lach. She is back. It's the only thing on Falcon's mind, ninety-nine lifetimes and finally, they have reached the last. The final rebirth. She has no idea the hell he intends to unleash on her…or planned to. Until she stumbles into his campfire with a curse word and nervous chuckle before passing out. She is supposed to look the same every reincarnation. She is supposed to have striking white hair and golden eyes that pierce your heart. So who the fuck is this redheaded, green-eyed spitfire with the aura of the woman he was been predestined to slaughter in every lifetime?

Elina thought she had hit rock bottom. She lost her job. Her therapy session dredged up memories of the ex-boyfriend who stalked and traumatized her. The only thing she had left to look forward to was the finale of her favorite fantasy series, Moonbound Faith. Then the show ended. The heroes won. The villain died. Everyone got their happily-ever-after. That same night, a knock at her door shatters what little peace she has left. Her ex is standing outside. The man who was supposed to be in prison. Forced to flee into a storm, Elina runs until she reaches the edge of a cliff with nowhere left to go. Faced with a choice between death and returning to the man who destroyed her life, she jumps. But instead of dying, she wakes up inside Moonbound Faith. Not as the heroine. Not as a side character. But as Luna—the infamous villainess whose tragic death she celebrated only hours before. Determined to survive, Elina plans to use her knowledge of the story to change her fate. But everything she thought she knew begins to unravel when a small boy tugs on her sleeve and calls her one word: “Mom.” The original story never mentioned a child. And when Elina uncovers the truth behind his existence, she realizes something terrifying. The villainess was never the villain. The story lied. And the ending she remembers may not be the ending waiting for her at all.

She died as a broken and rejected nobody,humiliated by her fated mate, disowned by her powerful family, and murdered while pregnant with a child no one wanted. But the Moon Goddess granted her a second chance: reborn into a new body with all her memories intact, stronger, deadlier, and burning with vengeance. Now, she’s Seraphina Voss, heiress to a fallen empire, hiding in plain sight as the mysterious new executive assistant to the most feared Alpha billionaire in the werewolf world: Damien Blackthorn. Cold. Ruthless. Insanely possessive. A man who takes what he wants and never asks twice. Their chemistry is nuclear, hate-laced lust that explodes into raw, filthy passion in boardrooms, private jets, and moonlit forests but Damien doesn’t know the woman he’s obsessively chasing is the same rejected mate who once carried his child… the one he failed. As old enemies rise, secrets unravel, and her belly swells with his baby once more, Seraphina must decide: Will she elope into the night with his heir and shatter his empire? Or will this second chance love consume them both in the most delicious, destructive way possible?

A century ago, the war between humans and beastkin nearly destroyed the world. To restore order, the five major beast clans—Dragon, Tiger, Leopard, Serpent, and Peacock—formed an alliance with humanity. Under the Treaty of Balance, every hundred years, a union between humans and beastkin must occur. The first child born of this union—a half-beast—will inherit the throne and rule over the Human-Beast Alliance. In my past life, I chose Max, the Dragon Clan's heir. Known for his unwavering devotion and noble bloodline, he seemed the perfect mate. I gave birth to the first half-beast child of the generation—a rare white dragon. Our son was named the next ruler, and Max rose to unmatched power. My half-sister, Alice, chose the Tiger Clan—seduced by beauty, blinded by arrogance. Her husband betrayed her, and she was left barren and disgraced. She envied me. Hated me. One night, she drugged me, set our home on fire, and watched as the flames devoured me and my son. But fate was not done with me. When I opened my eyes, I had returned to the day of the choosing ceremony—the moment that would decide our mates, our fates, and the future ruler of the realm. Only this time… Alice had already climbed into Max’s bed. She had been reborn too. But what she didn’t know was this: Max is not the devoted prince she remembers. He is brutal. Possessive. A beast of blood, not love. And this time, I won't make the same mistake.