The Husband Gave His Daughter's Life-Saving Opportunity to His Beloved Qinyu

For three years, Seraphina endured a cold marriage with Julian, only to be discarded when his true love returned. After signing the divorce papers, she abandons her role as a submissive housewife to reclaim her status as a billionaire heiress. As she dominates the business world, Julian becomes obsessed with winning her back. However, the woman he once ignored has now risen to power, leaving him to regret everything he threw away.

After enduring the crushing weight of betrayal, a young woman struggles to navigate the emotional wreckage left behind. As she attempts to rebuild her shattered life in a modern world, an unexpected connection begins to spark with someone new. This blossoming relationship offers a chance at healing, yet the scars of her past make it difficult to fully trust again. It is a heartfelt story of overcoming heartbreak and discovering that love can find you again.

After ninety-nine fiancées are stolen by his sadistic friend Patrick, Caleb thinks he has finally found peace with Ariel. However, his wedding day turns into a nightmare when Patrick returns to claim Ariel, leading to a series of gruesome betrayals that leave Caleb crippled and his mother murdered. Given a second chance at life, Caleb wakes up on his wedding day just as the cycle begins again. He must now navigate a dangerous path of revenge to stop the monsters he once loved.

A sudden, terrifying slip at the top of a grand staircase shatters a pregnant mother's fragile peace. Plummeting down the cold marble steps, she desperately tries to shield her seven-month-old unborn baby from the violent impact. As she collapses in agony at the bottom, a horrifying warmth spreading between her legs signals an absolute crisis. This dark modern horror and mystery novel plunges readers into a suspenseful nightmare where every second counts.

For five years, my husband kept me in a dog cage because he believed I murdered his fiancée, my stepsister Kinsley. He stripped me of my dignity, my name, and my humanity, all to avenge a woman who wasn't even dead. When Kinsley finally returned, alive and smiling, I thought my nightmare was over. Instead, she framed me again. Right in front of Courtland, she pushed my little brother down the stone steps of the estate. I held my brother's broken body in the rain, screaming for help. But Courtland just stood there, shielding Kinsley under his umbrella, looking at me with cold indifference. He chose the monster over his wife. That night, I realized love wasn't enough to save me. So, I stood on the edge of the hospital roof and let gravity take me. I wanted him to mourn. I wanted him to suffer. I wanted him to burn. Three years later, at a gala in New York, the Ice King dropped his champagne glass. He stared at me—the woman in the red dress, the fiancée of his rival. I looked him dead in the eye and smiled like a stranger. He cornered me later, his voice trembling with rage and obsession. "Death is the only divorce in my world, Anastasia. And you are still very much alive."

My husband was the Don of New York, and for ten years, I was his perfect trophy wife. I designed his buildings, kept his secrets, and stood by his side as the envy of the city. But the moment his mistress marched into my casino with a secret son, my decade of loyalty meant nothing. The boy demanded my grandmother's bracelet—which was dangling from his wrist. When I reached to take back what was mine, Emilio didn't defend me. He shoved me. Hard. I crashed backward into a wall of shattered glass. While I lay bleeding on the marble floor I had hand-picked, losing our unborn child, he didn't even look at me. He was on his knees, wrapping his suit jacket around another woman's son to shield him from the debris. In the hospital, the cruelty only worsened. "It was an accident, Elana. Leo was scared." He dismissed the death of our baby as collateral damage. He had given my family heirloom to his bastard child and chose them over me without hesitation. I realized then that the Omertà—our sacred code of silence—was a lie. He had built a warm, loving shadow family while I was just a useful decoration waiting in a cold mansion. He wanted to bury me in that life forever. So, I decided to give him a funeral. I staged my suicide off the cliffs of the estate, letting the freezing ocean swallow Elana Thomas. Now, everyone thinks the Don's wife is dead. But in Zurich, a new woman named Elena is very much alive, and she’s coming back to burn his empire to the ground.