My Death, His Ultimate Downfall
For a decade, I was the perfect wife to tech mogul Carson Jarvis. I cleaned up every scandal and endured every affair, trapped by my father's "poison pill" inheritance clause that would leave me with nothing if I divorced him.
His latest mistress was pregnant, but that wasn't what finally broke me. It was when he shut down our mansion's power grid for their tryst-and turned off my grandmother's life support.
He murdered her.
At a charity auction days later, he paraded his new love while she announced her pregnancy. When I confronted her for stealing my money, Carson watched as his guards broke my arm, leaving me bleeding on the floor while he comforted her.
He thought I was his unbreakable wife, a possession with nowhere else to go. He expected me to clean up this mess, just like all the others.
He was wrong. As I watched him shield her during the chaos of an explosion I secretly arranged, I knew my old life was over.
Tonight, the world would learn of my death. And with it, Carson Jarvis would lose everything.
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Chapter 5
Amelie POV:
A week later, Carson finally showed up at the hospital. He' d been busy, of course, hosting a lavish press conference to announce Karin' s pregnancy and their impending engagement. The news had spread like wildfire. Mrs. Jarvis was out; the new, fertile Mrs. Jarvis was in.
I was awake when he entered, a grim-faced shadow falling across my hospital bed. He looked tired, lines etched around his eyes, but it was irritation, not concern, that dominated his expression.
"Amelie," he said, his voice tight. "Are you alright?" It sounded more like an accusation than a question.
"I'm fine," I replied, my voice raspy. My arm was heavily bandaged, a dull ache throbbing beneath the gauze.
"Good. Good." He nodded, then waved a dismissive hand. "About that locket... I had someone retrieve it. It's at home. Just like you wanted." He then turned his anger on the auction house. "And those imbeciles at the auction, allowing such a scene! I' ve already contacted my lawyers. They' ll be facing a hefty lawsuit."
He stared at my bandaged arm, his brow furrowed. He reached out, his fingers cool against my skin. "Who did this?" he demanded, his voice hardening. "Who dared touch my wife?"
I let out a soft, mirthless laugh. "Your wife? Which one, Carson? The one you just announced your engagement to, or the one lying here in a hospital bed, thanks to your little 'firecracker'?" My words cut through the air, sharp and precise.
He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Amelie, please. Don't be melodramatic. It was an accident. Karin was scared, she's pregnant. These things happen." He then leaned in, his voice dropping. "Look, she's apologized. She said she didn't mean to hurt you. She's a good girl, just a bit emotional. Let it go. She really doesn't want any more trouble."
He straightened, a forced smile pasted on his lips. "And speaking of letting things go, I need you to be there. At the engagement party. Tonight. I need you to give a toast. To our future."
My blood ran cold. He wanted me to toast his engagement to another woman. The mother of his child. The woman who had just landed me in the hospital. The absurdity of it all was breathtaking.
He thought I would comply. He expected it. He always did. He thought I was his to command, bound by my father' s cruel clause and my own desperate loyalty.
But he was wrong. I was no longer his wife. I was no longer bound. And tonight, I would make sure he understood that.
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Now, branded a worthless cripple and cast into the deadly Abyss, Elara is pulled from the darkness by the outcasts of Elysium Academy-a school for heretics, psychopaths, and everything the Tower despises. Under the tutelage of a reclusive principal who knew her murdered mother, Elara will master her forbidden power and uncover the Tower's darkest secrets.
When the Five Academies Ranking Tournament arrives, Seraphina Vex stands in the arena, draped in white saintess robes, ready to claim ultimate glory. She doesn't know that a ghost from her past has clawed her way back from hell. She doesn't know that Elara is coming-and this time, the prodigal sister isn't asking for mercy. She's bringing chaos.
7.7
I've been hiding my face from the world for seven years.
He's been hiding his heart for just as long.
When Grammy-winning musician Dante Rivers offers me $150,000 to be his fake girlfriend for six months, I should say no.
I'm Veil-the anonymous digital artist with millions of fans and a face no one has ever seen. I don't do cameras. I don't do crowds. And I definitely don't do fake relationships with devastatingly private men whose studio walls are covered in my artwork.
But my father's last dream is slipping away-and this contract is the only way to save it.
The rules are simple:
No real feelings.
No crossed boundaries.
No falling for Dante Rivers.
Except nothing about him is simple.
Not the way he shields me from paparazzi like I matter.
Not the way his music sounds like secrets meant only for me.
Not the way he looks at me like he sees through every wall I've built.
What he doesn't know is that I'm already part of his life.
I'm the anonymous artist behind his album covers.
The one he's trusted with his most private thoughts.
The ghost he's been searching for without ever meeting.
And now I'm falling for him twice-
once as the girl in his guesthouse
and once as the mystery he doesn't know he's already holding.
When the truth comes out, it won't just break the contract.
It might break us.
9.5
After months of tearing the continent apart, I finally found her. Covered in mud and blood, raw from the river, I was a monster, a ghost. Across the street, June looked peaceful, utterly unaware.
Then, a man stepped out, shielding her with an umbrella, his arm a casual, possessive claim. My heart stopped.
I unleashed my Alpha aura; June shivered, thinking it a cold snap. Frankie turned, a mocking smile in his eyes. He knew.
Marcus broke ribs restraining my rage as June and Frankie drove away, taking the only light in my miserable world.
The 'Tabula Rasa' spell hadn't just erased her memory; it rewired her soul, making her immune to our mate bond. She saw an ordinary stranger. Her scent gone, preferences changed. Agony shredded my mind; my power useless.
My magic failed, but I had other weapons. "Buy the street. Buy the shop. Buy every property within five miles. Suffocate them with cash," I commanded. Tomorrow, I'd be Bren, a bankrupt man seeking solace, ready to reclaim what was mine.
8.1
My sister, the pack's beloved future Luna, was dying of kidney failure.
Axel, the Supreme Alpha and the man I had secretly loved my entire life, used his Alpha Command to force the pen into my trembling hand.
"Sign the papers, Jana," he growled, his eyes glowing with a predatory red light. "Stop being selfish. Kyleigh needs a transplant, and you are the only match."
I tried to beg. I tried to tell him that I couldn't survive the surgery.
I tried to tell him that I had already secretly donated a kidney to our father five years ago—a sacrifice my sister had claimed credit for.
But Axel threw a stack of falsified medical scans in my face.
"Stop lying to save your own skin," he spat. "You are a useless, Wolfless Omega. This is your only chance to be of value to this pack."
He didn't know that Kyleigh had been poisoning me with Wolfsbane for a decade to suppress my inner White Wolf.
He didn't know that the anesthesia wouldn't work on my poisoned body.
I felt every inch of the silver scalpel as they cut me open to harvest my only remaining kidney.
I died on that table, listening to the man I loved call me dramatic.
But death was not the end. My spirit floated above the chaos, watching as the surgeon's face turned pale with horror.
"She only had one!" the doctor screamed, holding up the blackened organ. "Alpha, look at the old scars! We just killed her!"
Only after my heart stopped did the scent-masking drugs fade.
Axel fell to his knees in the blood-soaked room, finally smelling the scent of rain and pine he had been searching for his whole life.
He realized he had just butchered his true mate to save a liar.
"Jana?" he howled, clawing at his chest.
But I was already gone.
8.1
Six years ago, I stole from a stranger.
I was desperate, broken, and trying to save the only family I had left.
I never expected that stranger to be a billionaire.
Or that one reckless night would bind our lives forever.
Now he's back-powerful, haunted, and dangerous.
He doesn't remember me... but he remembers the theft.
I work in his hotel.
He signs my paychecks.
And the secret I've carried for six years could destroy us both.
He wants answers. I want redemption.
But when desire burns hotter than guilt, and the past refuses to stay buried, loving him might cost me everything, including the truth he deserves.
7.7
During a college retreat, we hosted a storytelling competition.
They just kept egging me on, completely oblivious to the terrifying disaster it would invite.
I said, "The story I'm about to tell is a curse."
"Everyone who has ever heard this story has died."
"Are you sure you want to hear it?"