In my past life, I worked myself into an early grave designing the city's most iconic skyscraper, only for my fiancé Julian to credit his first love, Serena, while I lay dying. Reborn to the exact day he demands I hand over my blueprints to 'make Serena happy,' I refuse to be his stepping stone. Instead of crying when I catch them in bed, I blast them with a fire extinguisher, cancel the engagement, and take my genius to his billionaire rival. I’m building my own empire now.

For eight years, Clara Vance was the unseen genius behind Julian Thorne’s Michelin-starred empire. She loved him silently, enduring late nights and burned hands. But when Julian hires a glamorous PR director who sabotages Clara’s kitchen, Julian publicly blames Clara, shattering a plate at her feet. In a split second, Clara's devotion dies. She walks out, deletes his number, and takes her copyrighted recipes with her. Now, as his empire crumbles, Julian will learn exactly who held the knife.

Three years ago, Desmond Vance slipped a paralytic into my tea, forged my signature, and locked me in a black-site clinic to steal my family’s tech empire. He told the world I died of a sudden aneurysm. Tonight, he’s marrying a socialite on live television to secure a multi-billion dollar merger. But the hooded officiant standing at the altar isn't a priest. I've spent a thousand days learning how to walk, how to speak, and how to ruin him. I'm taking back my company, my life, and exposing the twisted medical secret he thought he buried with me.

Adrian forced Tessa to kneel before the Luna who replaced her and threatened to keep her an Omega forever. He thought five years of starvation, humiliation, and a poisoning charge had finally broken the woman he rejected. Then Tessa shifted—and the Lycan King’s Beta dropped to one knee. The “weak Omega” was royal blood. Before Adrian can recover, another poisoning tears open the case that destroyed her, a paid witness starts talking, and records from the past begin pointing straight at his new Luna. Worse, some of those records prove Adrian had chances to save Tessa—and chose not to look. Now the pack that watched her scrub its floors has to watch every lie collapse around her. Tessa doesn’t want her old Luna seat back. She wants the truth, the names, and a life no one gets to control again.