Jennifer Cooper

Lia Wagner’s life ended in betrayal—pregnant, abandoned, and broken. But death wasn’t the end. Reborn with strange powers, she’s ready to take Hollywood by storm.
Her ex shows up, whining: “Baby, take me back!”
Lia just laughs. “In your dreams.”
Enter the mysterious CEO: “She’s mine now. Guards!”
Glitz, revenge, romance—Lia’s rewriting her script. The only question is: when the spotlight hits, will she follow her rage… or her heart?

Money. Power. One night of reckless desire.
Cora Dev has lived with quiet self-discipline for years—until her closest friend betrays her, delivering her into the arms of a stranger.

Julian Watson, the ruthless heir who controls an empire with a single call, needs a bride to quell a scandal and outmaneuver his enemies.
He never expected her.
She never expected to carry the next generation of the Watson legacy.

When night falls, desire becomes destiny.
Their story begins.

"Elias, I’ll get married in a week. Will you be my best man?"
Elias was stunned receiving this message. He have been with his girlfriend for eight years. Yet now, she will marry another man.
Broken and exhausted, Elias finally gives in to his family’s demands: an arranged marriage to a woman he barely knows.
Together, they turn her family’s business into a corporate empire, taking it public and achieving success beyond his wildest dreams.
His ex shows up, whining: "Baby, take me back!"
Elias just laughs. "In your dreams."

I was once Leo’s most cherished treasure—until his mother died because of me. Then he sent me to hell.
After escaping, I dragged my broken body through the shadows, saving every penny for a sea burial. But the ocean was too far, and desperation drove me to the only trade that would take me—selling my beauty in a glass tank, flicking my tail for strangers’ amusement.
And then he walked in. With his new lover on his arm, he called me a whore. He threw money at my face and forced me to shift, to bare my true form for the crowd’s cruel delight.
But when I finally slipped beneath the waves—when I let the abyss take me—
He came after me. Mad with grief, he chased my sinking body into the open ocean.
And then… he jumped.

Drunk and reckless, Forrest once claimed her in a night of passion.
But after their marriage? He never touched her again.
For fifty years, Ella devoted herself to him—loving, waiting, sacrificing.
Yet when he died, she wasn’t even allowed to attend his funeral.
Then… she woke up.
This time, she seized her stolen future—top of her class, acceptance to Berkeley, a life he could never control.
But the more she ignored him, the more obsessed he became.
"Ella," he begged, desperation clawing at his voice, "Give me one more chance."
She didn’t even glance back.

"Werewolves, close your eyes—"
In the darkness, I heard my wife kiss her first love.
When dawn broke, God smirked at me: "Last night, you died."
I handed her the divorce papers. She signed without reading.
She didn’t know—once this "contract" took effect, I’d vanish from her world forever.
Only when her precious first love sneered, "You were just a backup plan," did she realize—
Only when she searched for the love letters I’d written—and found none—did she understand—
The wedding she’d resented?
My seven years of silent devotion.
She chased me to the airport in a snowstorm, desperate.
I smiled and lifted a hand—
"Nora, I don’t love you anymore."