The alpha begged for forgiveness after hurting me
At a high school reunion, Tessa, engaged to Alpha Yuri, finds her shoes soiled by Yuri's ex-mate Willa. Yuri demands compensation, but Willa's dramatic acts reignite his conflicted feelings. As Yuri prioritizes Willa repeatedly, ignoring Tessa's injuries and lies, Tessa realizes she's a side character in their toxic romance. Despite Yuri's pleas, Tessa ends their engagement, sells her company shares, and leaves. Two years later, Yuri, paralyzed after Willa rams him with a car, begs for forgiveness, but Tessa, now engaged, rejects him, stating his love was selfish, however it was too late
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Chapter 2
"I won't break my word again!"
Willa's gaze locked onto Alpha Yuri, her eyes fierce with resolve.
Alpha Yuri grabbed my hand, his grip tightening so hard it felt like my bones might snap.
"Alpha Yuri..."
My voice came out hoarse, barely a whisper.
He seemed to snap out of it, releasing me abruptly.
But he didn't look at me.
Red marks bloomed on the back of my hand, and my chest felt like it was being crushed by an invisible fist.
The crowd hooted and teased, sneaking glances at Alpha Yuri to gauge his reaction.
Seeing no objection, they egged Willa on to keep going.
Willa didn't hesitate this time.
With a grim, almost defiant determination, she slowly tugged down the zipper of her dress,
revealing a strip of pale skin.
The neckline dipped, teasing glimpses of what lay beneath.
People turned away, feigning politeness, but their eyes kept darting back.
Of course, she's the female lead.
Her figure was flawless, curves in all the right places.
Seeing Alpha Yuri unmoved, her voice cracked with a sob.
"Not enough, is it?"
She yanked the dress down to her waist.
The room went dead silent, everyone averting their gazes.
I couldn't watch anymore.
Grabbing my jacket, I stepped forward to drape it over her.
But before I could reach her, she shoved me hard.
Caught off guard, my lower back slammed into the table's edge.
A sharp pain shot through me, doubling me over, unable to straighten for what felt like forever.
"Willa, enough!"
Alpha Yuri steadied me, his eyes on Willa, cold as ice.
Willa stared back, tears streaming down her face.
"You... you really don't want me anymore?"
Alpha Yuri's hand, still supporting me, went rigid.
He didn't answer.
"Ha, then why do you care what I do?"
Willa let out a bitter laugh.
In one swift motion, she tore the dress off completely.
I couldn't fathom why Willa would humiliate herself like this, or why she ignored my attempt to help.
But then it hit me.
Alpha Yuri let go of me, rushing to her side, throwing his jacket over her.
Willa's near-naked body pressed against him, tears falling one after another, but a smile curved her lips.
"I knew it. You can't let me go."
And Alpha Yuri, he just let her cling to him.
Willa gazed at him, entranced, as he helped her back into her dress.
Every so often, his fingers brushed her skin, and she'd shiver softly.
[OMG, intense! Held my breath the whole time! Knew he'd crack!]
[So tragic! Female lead's sacrifice is huge.]
[Tragic? Willa's a master manipulator, playing her cards perfectly. Watch her reel the male lead back in, step by step!]
[Exactly! Male lead didn't spare the side chick a single glance. His world's all about the female lead's tears!]
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He was her obsession, her tormentor, her danger, responsible for the tragedy that shattered her past. Torn between love, betrayal and vengeance, Rosa must navigate a world of lies, passion, and ruthless power, where every choice could be her last.
In a twisted game of hearts and cruelty, can love survive when betrayal lurks in every corner and when the one who holds her heart may also hold the key to her destruction?
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8.7
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9.5
Betrayed by her husband and left to die, Elena Dawson wakes up ten years earlier before her doomed marriage.
This time, she won't fall for the lies that destroyed her. Instead, she turns to Alexander Knight, the cold billionaire who always loved her in silence.
In this life, Elena isn't just fighting for love. She's fighting for revenge, redemption, and a future that's finally hers.
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"You're late, Richard," Elena said coolly, her smile sharp enough to cut. In her first life, she would have melted at his charm. In this one, she saw only poison.
Later that night, she stood before Alexander Knight. His dark gaze pinned her in place, unreadable, powerful.
"Why are you here, Miss Dawson?" he asked, voice like steel.
Elena lifted her chin. "To change my fate. Marry me, Mr. Knight."
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I, Aidan, reborn with lucid memories of a lonely past life, break my bond with she-alpha Jessie to let her be with Byron.
I'd sacrificed nights of care for our cubs Liam and Nora, only to feel invisible as they clung to Byron. When he moved in, the cubs turned on me-framing me for a pineapple allergy attack, cheering as I was forced to drink juice, even shoving me down stairs.
A lift accident sealed my betrayal: Jessie chose to save Byron's piano hands over my trapped legs.
Fleeing to Cloud Pack, I found solace in "Aidan's Tales," bonding with healer Daisy and her niece Ruby.
When Jessie returned, pleading for forgiveness after exposing Byron's abuse, I faced her: the cubs' lies, her neglect, and my shattered trust couldn't be mended. Choosing Daisy and Ruby, I built a new life-one where love wasn't a sacrifice, but a haven.
9.4
I stood before the double doors of the master suite, my hand hovering inches from the polished brass. As a surgeon, I was trained to steady my heart before a cut, but the silence in the Alexander estate felt like the heavy, oppressive pause that always preceded a scream.
I pushed the mahogany door open to find my fiancé, Authur, tangled in Egyptian cotton sheets with a woman named Jasmine. The air was thick with the scent of expensive cigars and a floral perfume that wasn't mine—a brutal reality check just twenty-four hours before the merger meant to save my family from total ruin.
Authur didn't look guilty; he looked amused, coldly telling me to close the door because I was letting in a draft. When his parents unexpectedly arrived, I was forced to hide his mistress and pretend our "intensity" had ruined the room, donning his discarded shirt to look disheveled just to protect the Lawrence family stock price.
The humiliation only deepened on our wedding morning when Authur issued a sadistic ultimatum over the phone. "Wear your scrubs to the altar—the ones covered in blood—or I'll watch your father's company go belly up by lunch." He wanted to turn our wedding at St. Patrick’s Cathedral into a public execution of my dignity.
I walked down the aisle in shapeless navy cotton and crimson stains, enduring the horrified gasps of the elite who labeled me an "insane gold digger." Authur stood at the altar, reeking of whiskey and malice, certain he had finally broken me and turned my professional oath into a circus act.
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8.0
Three years of blame, one day of freedom and a lifetime of revenge.
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After a bitter divorce and a single reckless night with a stranger who awakens the fire inside her, Elena vanished. Years later, she returns With a new name, wealthy, and twin children whose father remains a mystery. She is no longer the discarded wife. She is now power itself.
"Let's find a new daddy for mummy," One of her twin sons said when Jack was on his knees, begging.
"That's our daddy." The other twin points across the room, to the most feared billionaire in the world, who freezes the moment his eyes lock on Elena.
"We meet again my Sunray."