Reborn To Leave The Wolf Who Broke My Heart

I'm Andrew Johnson, a wolf scarred by a broken bond with Sophia, who betrayed me for Daniel. As I heal with Stella's fierce love, Sophia's regret and Daniel's vengeance collide, threatening my newfound peace. Through pain and redemption, I find strength in Stella's devotion, forging a new bond under the moonlight, determined to leave the past behind and embrace a future filled with hope.

I was callously cast into the depths of a hellish prison by my mate, Alpha Jacob, and my own brothers. In that nightmarish place, my body became a canvas of horror as one by one, my organs were brutally removed, leaving me a broken and bleeding mess. Not a single organ in my body remained whole. Even after I was finally released from that living nightmare, my adopted sister, Elisa, continued to torment me with a sadistic glee. But then, like a beacon of hope in the darkest of nights, my childhood sweetheart, Nill, arrived. He unearthed the truth. By then, the torture had taken a toll on my mind, and I lost my memory. My mate and brothers, now faced with the consequences of their actions, were filled with regret. Their pleas for forgiveness fell on deaf ears. Fortunately, I found solace and love in Nill's arms. He became my true mate

I was mated to Alpha Levi Thorne, and we had a son, Logan. Our relationship soured when his intern, Violet, came into the picture. Levi constantly defended her, ignoring my feelings. When I got pregnant, he initially seemed excited but then chose Violet over accompanying me to a healer's appointment. Heartbroken, I had an abortion. After a public confrontation where I demanded to break the mate bond, I faced opposition from Levi and my mother, who was influenced by him. Eventually, I left, started anew in a different pack, and three years later, negotiated the bond - breaking with Levi, determined to live for myself.

Thalia returns to Halcyon-pack to find the top wolves obsessed with Sophia, a lookalike. Pop-up comments reveal they replaced Thalia with Sophia, but Thalia stays indifferent. As the wolves prioritize Sophia, Thalia confronts their double standards and Sophia's manipulations. Levi betrays the group for Thalia, and they form a sacred bond, shocking the pack. Robert later reveals they'd planned to help Thalia take over Morgan Enterprises but acted distant due to her father's lies. After dissolving the bond, Levi and the other wolves compete for Thalia's real affection, proving their enduring obsession.

I was reincarnated determined to break my bond with Silas, who favored his sister Bella over me. I planned to join the healer's brigade with Robert. After a series of conflicts and false accusations from Bella, I terminated my pregnancy and finalized the bond break. I faced a rogue's terror blast in Favalon, faked my death as Jasmine, and discovered Bella's true, manipulative nature. Years later, while dealing with a bioweapon threat, Silas saved me but died in the process. Despite our troubled past, his sacrifice showed his true feelings.....

Ava endures years of abuse and humiliation as a loyal servant to Alpha Arther, driven by a vow to fulfill the dying wish of Nelson, Arther's late brother who saved her from a life of trafficking and trauma. Bound by guilt and duty, Ava sacrifices herself repeatedly-taking bullets, enduring torture, and serving as a punching bag for Arther and his sadistic mate, Bellona. As Arther grows obsessed with Bellona, he cruelly dismisses Ava, blaming her for imagined slights and forcing her to endure public degradation. Unbeknownst to him, Ava's loyalty stems from a sacred promise to Nelson, whose memory she cherishes through a wolf's tooth pendant and a hidden journal. When Arther orders Ava to plan his wedding to Bellona in her hometown of Webber-a place steeped in her painful past with Nelson-she begins to unravel, clinging to the last remnants of her shattered dignity. The truth erupts at the wedding when Bellona exposes Ava's pendant, triggering Arther's jealousy. In a desperate bid to save the pendant, Ava nearly drowns, revealing her deep bond with Nelson. Arther, consumed by rage and confusion, discovers Nelson's journal, uncovering his brother's love for Ava and her decades-long sacrifice for his safety...

In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."

Alexander's coldness was laid bare before Florrie; he even asked her to buy morning-after pills for another woman. Enduring the pain became her routine, all because Alexander was a stand-in for Alec, her lost love. But one day, she tricked him into signing the divorce papers and said, "I never loved you." Devastation clung to him, his gaze clouded by despair. "You can't leave. I won't sign." Then Alec returned as a conglomerate heir. She searched his face for love and found none-until she turned away. He cracked, tears falling. "I'm sorry," he begged. "I love you."

At their wedding night, Kayla caught her brand-new husband cheating. Reeling and half-drunk, she staggered into the wrong suite and collapsed into a stranger's arms. Sunrise brought a pounding head-and the discovery she was pregnant. The father? A supremely powerful tycoon who happened to be her husband's ruthless uncle. Panicked, she tried to run, but he barred the door with a faint, dangerous smile. When the cheating ex begged, Kayla lifted her chin and declared, "Want a second chance at us? Ask your uncle." The tycoon pulled her close. "She's my wife now." The ex gasped, "What!?"

Abandoned as a child and orphaned by murder, Kathryn swore she'd reclaim every shred of her stolen birthright. When she returned, society called her an unpolished love-child, scoffing that Evan had lost his mind to marry her. Only Evan knew the truth: the quiet woman he cradled like porcelain hid secrets enough to set the city trembling. She doubled as a legendary healer, an elusive hacker, and the royal court's favorite perfumer. At meetings, the directors groaned at the lovey-dovey couple, "Does she really have to be here?" Evan shrugged. "Happy wife, happy life." Soon her masks fell, and those who sneered bowed in awe.

Arabella, a state-trained prodigy, won freedom after seven brutal years. Back home, she found her aunt basking in her late parents' mansion while her twin sister scrounged for scraps. Fury ignited her genius. She gutted the aunt's business overnight and enrolled in her sister's school, crushing the bullies. When cynics sneered at her "plain background," a prestigious family claimed her and the national lab hailed her. Reporters swarmed, influencers swooned, and jealous rivals watched their fortunes crumble. Even Asher-the rumored ruthless magnate-softened, murmuring, "Fixed your mess-now be mine."

Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.