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Amy was the Luna of her pack, growing a pup in her stomach when the alpha betrayed her and took her life, and that of her pup. When she woke up six years earlier she decided to change everything. Revenge would be something she focused on.

My husband said I was too conservative. He said he felt no physical desire for me. The very next day, he sent me to a Perfect Wife Training Program. He said I needed to “free my nature” and learn how to serve a man. I was stripped naked and put on display. “A wife who doesn’t know how to please her husband?” “Your husband paid a fortune to send you here. We’ll make sure he gets his money’s worth.” On the day they announced my “final inspection,” my husband watched as I performed for different men. He completely lost control. I licked the scars on my own body and smiled sweetly. “Honey, thanks to your careful guidance, I’ve finally become a qualified wife.” “The men I served were in heaven.” “Do you like me now?” He pulled me into his arms and broke down, sobbing.

Harper endures relentless emotional and physical abuse from her husband Samuel, who deems her an unsatisfying wife and is influenced by his scheming assistant Ruby. He forces Harper into the "Perfect Wife Training Academy", a hellish suburban facility that subjects her to dehumanizing body examinations, graphic video training, violent coercion, and sexual violation under instructors Camilla and Daniel—all sanctioned by a contract Samuel signed. Broken by trauma, Harper complies with all demands, transforming into the obedient, sensual wife Samuel desired. During the academy’s inspection, Samuel watches edited footage of her torment and is consumed by rage and guilt, rescuing her and lashing out before descending into regret. Harper becomes a hollow, robotic version of the wife he wanted, losing her passion for the cello and her sense of self. Samuel uncovers Ruby’s role as a academy shareholder who orchestrated Harper’s suffering, avenges Harper by taking down the academy and imprisoning Ruby, then devotes himself to caring for her after she’s diagnosed with a rare illness. Refusing to forgive his unforgivable betrayal, Harper dies in the ICU, her final question—“am I finally a perfect wife?”—haunting Samuel forever.

Victoria was set to return to Texas with her fiancé Carl to plan their wedding, but she was horrifically humiliated and betrayed by him. To save face with her family, Victoria reluctantly agrees to marry Simon, a homeless man she had been helping. Little did she know, Simon is not just any homeless man—he's a handsome and charming billionaire, the CEO of the prestigious Savage Group, ranked number one in the country. Upon returning to Texas with Simon, Victoria unexpectedly crosses paths with her arrogant ex, Carl. This time, she’s determined to reclaim all the dignity she lost.

My husband sent our five-year-old twins to hell, all because they dared to upset his precious first love. The men from the "behavior correction camp" burst into our home and dragged our sobbing girls away. Their tiny hands clung to the car door, crying and screaming for their daddy. Kathleen and I found them the next day. My girls, lifeless and bruised. Their breaths stilled forever. Meanwhile, my husband was on Instagram, celebrating the pregnancy of his beloved.

Elizabeth is shattered to find her fiancé Alexander, who was declared dead in a car crash five years prior, alive and pretending to have amnesia—all while indulging in a passionate affair with her stepsister Marjorie. She soon reveals the truth: she had long known Alexander faked his death to escape their relationship, having seen his video confession years ago. When Elizabeth shows a priceless ring and claims to be married to Alexander’s powerful uncle, Wall Street tycoon Arthur Carter, everyon

On Lucas's thirtieth birthday, the elaborate surprise Elena had carefully prepared for him devolved into a fatal catastrophe that cost her her unborn child.This was far from her first ordeal of the so-called "loyalty tests". The relentless scheming of Natalie, Lucas's childhood sweetheart, and his repeated indulgence, left her battered and scarred by endless harm inflicted in the name of love, with her family completely ruined.It was only when she leaped from a tall building that Lucas finally saw through all the lies. But with the truth and his remorse coming far too late, is there really any chance left for him to make amends?

I spent a day and a night waiting outside the emergency room, only to receive news of my mother's death. I dialed my husband Adam's number, but a woman's moaning came through the phone. He must be lost in some woman's embrace right now. Tears slid down my cheeks as I tried to keep my voice from trembling. "One hundred million." His angry voice came through the phone. "Elizabeth, have I been too generous to you these past three years? Making you think you have the right to blackmail me like some kind of robber?" "Don't tell me your mother just got a little shock. Even if she really went to meet God, she's not worth a hundred million dollars, understand?" Before the call ended, I heard the woman's voice again: "Baby, I can't wait any longer..."

My brother wanted revenge for his adopted sister. On the dating reality show I was filming, he shoved a random food delivery guy onto the stage, and turned my life into a spectacle. Under the spotlight, his Uber Eats uniform was ridiculously out of place. The audience erupted in laughter. "What's this delivery guy doing up there?" "Oh my god! The Williams heiress is going to marry a delivery guy?" I stood frozen. My brother strode up, wrapped his arm around me, and whispered, "Emily, last time you gave Sophie food poisoning and she had to have her stomach pumped. She's still holding a grudge. I had no choice but to let you make a bit of a fool of yourself to make her feel better. "She's young. Just indulge her a little." "Don't worry, it's just for show." "There's no way the family would actually let you marry a delivery guy."…

On Lucas's thirtieth birthday, the elaborate surprise Elena had carefully prepared for him devolved into a fatal catastrophe that cost her her unborn child.This was far from her first ordeal of the so-called "loyalty tests". The relentless scheming of Natalie, Lucas's childhood sweetheart, and his repeated indulgence, left her battered and scarred by endless harm inflicted in the name of love, with her family completely ruined.It was only when she leaped from a tall building that Lucas finally saw through all the lies. But with the truth and his remorse coming far too late, is there really any chance left for him to make amends?

Lily, a ten-year-old girl, has been labeled a liar since birth by her mother, who relies on a so-called lie-detection bracelet. Whenever Lily speaks the truth—whether she’s hungry, hurt, or innocent—the bracelet flashes red and shocks her brutally. Meanwhile, her twin sister Ruby wears a fake bracelet that glows green nonstop, even as she frames Lily for theft and destruction. Blinded by pseudoscience and favoritism, Mom locks Lily away, ignores her agony, and showers love on Ruby. On New Year’s Eve, Lily suffers a ruptured appendix, begging for help as the bracelet blares red; Mom calls it a tantrum, locks her alone, and goes to watch fireworks. Lily dies in agony, writing her last truth in a diary before her body goes cold. Three days later, Mom discovers the corpse, the diary, and the bracelet’s cruel secret: it only detects fear and pain, not lies. Ruby’s “honest” green bracelet is just a worthless toy. Wearing the bloodstained bracelet herself, Mom is shocked repeatedly as red lights expose her own lies. Consumed by guilt, she goes mad, tortures herself, and later attacks the scheming Ruby, who is hit by a truck and crippled. Dad loses everything and dies in despair. In the end, Mom passes away clutching Lily’s diary, while Lily’s spirit breaks free from the bracelet’s nightmare, floating to eternal peace—no more pain, no more lies, only freedom.

The day before our wedding, my fiancé, Alexander Carter, died in a horrific car accident. Everyone thought I would collapse, that I would lose my mind with grief. But I didn’t. I neither cried nor made a scene. Five years later, in a top-tier luxury hotel in Manhattan, that man “came back from the dead.” He was openly fucking my stepsister, Marjorie. Shirtless and brazen, he pinned her against a chaise longue in the middle of an open party, forcing her legs apart and driving into her without restraint. Her shrill moans cut through the room. A heap of used condoms on the floor made it clear they’d been at it for a long time. When he noticed me standing alone, he didn’t stop. He thrust harder, drawing even louder cries from her, then looked at me with a smug smile. “So you’re my fiancée?” he said arrogantly. “You waited five years for me?” He sneered. “How desperate can you be? That kind of obsession is creepy. Still, since you love me so much, I’ll be generous. I can keep you as my mistress. But the title of Mrs. Carter belongs to Marjorie. Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays are hers. Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays, I’ll come to you. Be grateful.” I smiled. “You’ve mistaken me for someone else.” What Alexander didn’t know was that the night of his car accident, I received a video. What he didn’t know was that while he and Marjorie spent five carefree years in Europe, I had already married—and had a four-year-old daughter. And my husband was his uncle, the true power behind the Carter family.