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On her wedding day, Selene was framed, rejected by the Alpha King, stripped of her crest, and exiled by her own mother. Everyone believed the cursed silver-eyed girl had disappeared forever. Fifteen years later, she returns as the Empress of the Sacred Dominion, ruling the continent’s richest crystal mines from a dragonbone throne. But when her adopted son brings home the daughter of the woman who stole her life, Selene refuses to forgive. Old enemies gather, buried lies surface, and one by one, those who betrayed her discover that the girl they destroyed has become the queen they must fear.

At the engagement banquet, the Dark Lord Darius lifted my veil, his eyes filled with disgust. “The woman I wanted to marry is dead. Yet you are still alive.” He blindfolded me, forbidding me to speak, forbidding me to raise my head. That night, I cried away all the tears of my past life. Reborn, I returned to the day he mistook someone else for the one who had saved him. My sister Elise was pretending to be me, accepting his marriage contract in my place. This time, I knelt before the Duchess first. “Please, Madam, arrange my marriage as soon as possible too.” Later, I married the northern Frost Lord, a man infamous for his cold-blooded cruelty. On the day of my wedding, Darius fought his way to my bridal carriage.

My scholar husband Edmund sold me for 300 bucks to hunter Rowan, a cruel fate every village woman feared. I waited for brutal mistreatment, but he brought wild flowers, stewed chicken and swore to give me time. My greedy in-laws sneaked in at night, beat me and stole his rare white pheasants, ruining Edmund’s exam future. Broken-handed, drunk and drowning, he begged for forgiveness at our grand wedding. Yet I held Rowan’s hand—this contracted wife finally earned a real, warm marriage of my own.

I was born blind, but I could see every soul. In my last life, I used that gift to put Leon on the throne. He repaid me with poisoned wine, buried my sister as queen, and left my body for wild dogs. When I woke at the ball where princes chose brides, Leon had been reborn too. He chose Vanessa and laughed at the “useless blind girl.” Good. This time, I picked Duke Silas, the so-called cripple with the soul of a true king, and put the right man on the throne beside me.

Ava Hart once used her family fortune and connections to build Ethan Black’s empire, only to be betrayed on their wedding anniversary when he drugs her, steals her assets, and sends her to the underground Black Rose auction as revenge for humiliating his lover, Serena. Bound onstage and priced piece by piece before powerful criminals, Ava secretly activates the emergency chip hidden in her wedding ring, unlocking the Hart family’s protection clause and a $20 billion trust. When Adrian Cross, the man she once left behind, storms the island to save her, Ava refuses to simply escape. She buys out the entire auction, gathers every record, destroys Ethan’s company, dismantles the Black Rose exchange, and sends both Ethan and Serena to prison. Years later, Ava stands as a powerful investor in her own right, no longer anyone’s wife, prize, or property.

At her engagement ceremony, Evadne is slapped, shamed, and rejected by Valerius, the Black Dragon prince, after her scheming twin sister steals the sacred power meant to protect her future. Branded impure before the entire realm, Evadne makes one impossible choice: she marries Aurelius, the cursed god-king everyone fears. But her sister’s stolen power hides a cruel secret—every shameful child she conceives can be forced into Evadne’s body. What they don’t know is Evadne’s own gift can purify any bloodline and awaken extinct Titans. The more they try to ruin her, the more divine monsters she gives birth to.

Mira's betrothed spent three years taming a wild dragon for their wedding—but he trained it to obey Lia, her family's adopted daughter. They took everything from her: her place in the clan, her inheritance, even her mother's dragon. When they demanded she kneel and wipe Lia's boots, Mira walked barefoot across burning coals instead. She broke the betrothal. Then a column of black war-dragons descended, and their lord claimed her—with a bloodwing dragon and three thousand acres of dragonland. He was the man who had waited eight years for her answer. On her wedding day, her old betrothed watched from the crowd as Mira married another man. And the dragon he had stolen finally threw Lia to the ground and flew home—to Mira.

Gideon chained Cora to an altar and fed her to the Deep King. The monster didn't tear her apart. Soren unlocked her chains, kissed her, and gave her half his heart-stone so she could breathe the sea. She married him. She loved him. Then Gideon returned. He cut out Soren's heart and crushed the stone in front of her. Cora woke in the enemy's camp, poisoned again, stripped of everything—until she felt a kick inside her belly. Soren's child. The one they said could never exist. Now she carries the last of the Deep King's blood. The sea is calling her home. And this time, she's not coming back as a sacrifice. She's coming back as their queen.

Aria once loved Damon Hayes as the boy who saved her. Then he became Alpha, let Vivienne Sutton mark him, and forced wolfsbane down Aria's throat to erase their pup. Worse, he dragged her bleeding to Crescent Hall so Vivienne could call her a mate-thief before every Alpha. Damon thought Aria was still the packless stray he used to feed. He was wrong. Hollow Ridge had searched twenty years for its lost daughter, and her father arrived just in time. Once Aria finally rejects Damon, the Alpha who threw her away starts losing everything.

Before I left for the Rogue Wars, my best friend Selene made me memorize one warning: if I ever came home and saw her eating almonds, that woman was not her. Three months later, I returned to Blood Moon Pack and found the Luna smiling at the dinner table, chewing the one food that should have killed her. Same face. Same scent. Same memories. She even called me by our childhood nickname. But Selene had never given false warnings. If the woman in front of me was not her, then where was my real Luna?