After Being Reborn, I Took Revenge on My Entire Family

After being betrayed and left for dead by her brothers as punishment for an accidental tragedy involving their adopted sister, Gloria, a woman is miraculously reborn. Returning to the night a threatening drunkard knocked on her door, she refuses to seek her brothers' help this time. While they attend Gloria’s performance, she faces the danger alone by calling the police. Her survival sparks a shift in the family dynamic, leaving her brothers to face unexpected regret as she takes control of her fate.

To save my brother's life, I married a dead billionaire. My new home was a freezing, high-tech mausoleum where I was ordered to hold a year-long vigil beside Byron Hyde's cryogenic pod. But I wasn't alone in the dark. Every night, a terrifying shadow smelling of whiskey and sandalwood pinned me to my narrow bed. It tore my clothes and brutally claimed my body, leaving me bruised and trembling until dawn. When I begged the housekeeper for help, showing her my torn skin, she just smiled cruelly. "It seems the master's spirit has accepted you." I thought I was being haunted by a vengeful ghost, until Byron's arrogant nephew broke into the tomb to assault me. His tampering triggered the life-support system, and the heavy lid of the pod hissed open. Byron Hyde sat up, his eyes lethal and his skin shockingly warm. He was alive. Looking at his broad shoulders, I caught the faint scent of whiskey and sandalwood. The horrific truth hit me like a physical blow. My nightly tormentor wasn't a ghost. It was my living, breathing husband. When I confronted him, his eyes were cold and clinical. "That was a necessary test. I had to know if my wife would break." A white-hot rage choked me, but I didn't scream or run. He slipped the priceless, heavy sapphire of the family matriarch onto my finger, offering me absolute power over the treacherous relatives who wanted us both dead. To fight a monster, you can't be a victim. I looked into his deep, dangerous eyes and accepted the ring. If this was a cage, allying with the keeper was the only way to find the key.

During a terrifying zombie apocalypse, mercenary leader Hans Luketon risks everyone to save his childhood sweetheart, Winnie Snowe. To ensure survival, his wife knocks him out and sails to safety, only to be brutally murdered by Hans after giving birth in the safe zone. He blames her for Winnie's death and feeds her to the undead. Now, she has been reborn at the moment of his original betrayal. This time, she will not save him from his own fatal choices or help him defy his dark fate.

In a modern world where ancient horrors lurk, a grandmother faces an impossible choice to protect her lineage. As dark fantasy elements bleed into reality, she must confront a malevolent force threatening her family's safety. To ensure their survival against this supernatural terror, she prepares to offer the ultimate price. This chilling tale explores the depths of maternal love and the terrifying rituals required to keep an encroaching darkness at bay.

I was a ghost haunting the halls of Port Sterling High, pretending to be alive. My only goal was to live like a normal teenager, even as the cancer eating me from the inside was a secret I guarded with my life. Then the school's resident psycho, Bishop Dalton, decided I was his to protect. He mistook my chemo-induced weakness for fragility and my nausea for nerves. He fought my battles, took detention for me, and glared at anyone who looked at me wrong, ready to tear the world apart for me. He was trying to save me from the monsters he understood, never guessing the real monster was in my own blood. Then one day, he saw it: the horrific, black-and-purple bruise on my arm from a blown IV. The fury in his eyes was terrifying. He was ready to kill whoever had dared to touch me. He grabbed my wrist, his voice shaking as he demanded a name. "Who did this to you?" I couldn't tell him the truth. The pity would have been a sentence worse than death. So I looked that beautiful, broken boy in the eye and gave him a lie far more cruel. "I did it to myself," I whispered, letting the tears fall. I watched the fire in his soul die out, replaced by a devastating pity. I had saved my secret, but in doing so, I had just become the tragedy he would try to fix.

After working tirelessly, a young woman is dragged to the store by her mother, only for a cashier to mistake their identities. While the mother possesses the radiant skin of a college student, the daughter appears like a weathered fifty-year-old. When the cashier points out the daughter's aged face, the mother reacts with sudden fury. As the daughter's own rage boils over from exhaustion, she witnesses a chilling supernatural sight: her mother's wrinkles begin to vanish instantly.