Counterattack

Ruthless Redemption: The Rise of Amelia
Amelia Carter dedicated twenty years of her life to her husband, Richard, building his success while raising their three children. She sacrificed her dreams, her career, and her youth, only to be discarded like yesterday’s trash. On their anniversary, Richard introduced his secretary as the love of his life. Worse, their children sided with him, mocking her before she was thrown out of the home she had built. For eight months, Amelia disappeared. But she didn’t crumble. She rebuilt herself from the ground up, sharpening her mind, regaining her confidence, and forging a new identity, one that no longer lived in anyone’s shadow. Now, she returns as Amelia Vaughn, the formidable CEO of a global empire. And fate has handed her the perfect weapon: Richard’s failing company, desperate for an investor. When her ex-husband and ungrateful children kneel before her, begging for mercy, she only has one answer. Revenge. This time, Amelia isn’t here to forgive. She’s here to make them suffer.

His Divorced Wife: A Legend of Wall Street
"Divorce? Without me, you can't even support yourself," Chad mocked. She was once a brilliant singer who dazzled Carnegie Hall at age 11, Harvard Law's youngest legend, and the business queen of the Ainsworth empire—yet for love, she willingly retreated from the spotlight. After eight years of marriage, she became merely Chad's dispensable backdrop. Until the day she caught Chad embracing his lover in their marital bed, and heartbroken, she filed for divorce. Three months later, under the spotlight of a global charity dinner party, Amelia appeared in a custom gown by a world-renowned designer, stunning everyone. The Mayor of New York bowed to invite her, a Supreme Court Justice raised a toast in her honor, while Chad was blocked by security outside the red carpet—his company facing bankruptcy due to a mysterious acquisition. Medical records revealed that the bone marrow donor who once saved his life had signed as "Amelia Ainsworth."

My Ex-husband Begs Me Back
She loved him for ten years. In order to marry him, she left everything behind. Getting married for one year, he asked her for divorce because of his first love. To keep the dignity, she agreed and said: "After divorce, we don't meet each other anymore." He replied: "Don't regret!" However, when the marriage ended, she did it. Years after, when she came back with a man, he begged:"Honey, go home with me!"
Bound by Blood, Broken by Silence
I spent five years as Dominic Russo's most trusted enforcer, and five more warming his bed in a penthouse no one knew I had the key to. On our anniversary, his ex sent me a photo — her nails raking down the same back I'd kissed that morning. Captioned: "Some things never change ?" That's when I understood. Every filthy thing he did to me in the dark, she taught him first. So I photographed the contract I'd been hiding for three months — the one that signed over the entire West Coast pipeline to me — and sent it back. "Enjoy him. I just took half his empire." Then I packed one bag and drove to the airport. Seattle was already mine on paper. Now I'd make it mine in blood.
No Roses Left to Burn
Seven years of marriage, and I had never once sat at a Marchetti family table. Not on Christmas Eve. Not on Thanksgiving. Not on New Year's. Every holiday, Luca left before sundown and came home the next morning with cigar smoke in his collar and wine on his breath — traces of a world I was never allowed to enter. He always said it was tradition. Old blood. Sicilian rules passed down through generations: no outsiders at the family table. No exceptions. Not even for a wife who took the Marchetti name. I believed him. Every single time. Until the night before New Year's Eve, when he asked me to check the tire pressure on his Maserati, and I found three photographs wedged behind the owner's manual in the glovebox. All three were taken in the Marchetti private dining hall — I recognized it from a picture his mother had shown me once. Vaulted stone ceilings, a mahogany table long enough to seat forty, and the family crest carved into the mantle above the fireplace. In every photo, the same woman stood beside my husband. Her arm through his. Her hip pressed to his side. His hand on the small of her back with the kind of ease that doesn't come from politeness. It comes from habit. I sat in the driver's seat until the steering wheel turned cold beneath my fingers. There was no tradition. There was no rule. The place beside Luca had simply been taken — by someone who wasn't me. And he'd lied about it for seven years.

The War God's Homecoming
As the commander of an army named Bloodshadow, Billy Gardner is a legend on the battlefield with a hard-fought fate. He was adopted by a family in Ozin. Five years ago, his foster family was wiped out by their enemy. Luckily, Billy narrowly escaped and he was saved by a lady, who tenderly healed the wounds for him. Later on, he was taken away by a mysterious man. That lady is none other than Harleen Knight, a famous beauty who is soft-hearted. At that time, Billy was half-conscious and later he lost all memory of what happened. The next day upon waking up, he found Harleen had already left and she took a dragon-shaped jade pendant from him as a keepsake. Five years later, a text message from his daughter recalls him from the battlefield of swords to the world of mortals...

The cleaning lady
PROLOGUE : ❤️❤️❤️ Angelo knew his mother was trying to play matchmaker when she suggested then paid for his maid service. The only problem was when he laid eyes on Francesca the maid standing barefoot in his kitchen, wearing his favorite tee shirt with possibly nothing under it, cooking his favorite dish, and singing one of his favorite songs. He knew that he may possibly be in danger of losing his heart for the first time.
The Mafia's Wife: Four Years Hidden, One Day's Escape
I tricked my mafia husband into signing our divorce papers—right in front of his mistress. For eight years, I was the Maynard family's ghost. Decoding enemy intel. Forging untraceable documents. Keeping their heir alive from the shadows. Then one bloody night turned me into Orion Maynard's wife. He called it a "strategic alliance." I was naive enough to call it destiny. Destiny, it turns out, has a cruel sense of humor. For four years, I warmed his bed, bled for his empire, and waited for a man who once pinned me against walls whispering, "You're mine, tesoro." Then Sabrina Rossi waltzed back from Paris—and I stopped existing. The night he held me close, drunk and desperate, he moaned her name against my lips. I finally understood: I was never his wife. Just a placeholder. So I did what shadows do best. I vanished on my own terms. First, I let sunflowers swallow the crescent moon on my collarbone—a foolish tribute to his promise that I was his eternal light. Then I tucked divorce papers between routine forms and handed him a pen. He scrawled his name without a second glance. Orion Maynard can keep his throne and his precious Sabrina. But when the most dangerous man in New York realizes his ghost is gone for good, he'll learn something new:Some women don't come back.

Rejected by My Alpha, Claimed by the Lycan King
Banished. Betrayed. Reborn.Once, Serena Vale was nothing. She was a lowly omega begging for scraps of love from her fated mate, Alpha Kael Thorn and her pack.He rejected her under the full moon and claimed another and cast her out to die. Now she returns to the Alpha Summit cloaked in power and vengeance as the mysterious nas fierce Alpha of the Crimson Shadow Pack, her heart as cold as the steel in her eyes.But the past doesn’t stay buried because some forces don't want it to. Kael wants her back but the Lycan King, Darius Wolfe, claims her for himself and the entire realm wants her blood.When accusations of murder and deceit drag her before the Wolf Council, Serena’s greatest secret is exposed: she isn’t who they think she is. She is the last heir of the Shadowborn bloodline, a forgotten family whose magic once terrified kings and packs alike and whose destruction was no accident.Hunted for her lineage, desired for her power, and torn between the mate who broke her and the King who could destroy her, Serena must choose: bow to destiny, or burn the world that once burned her. But this time, she’s not the prey. She’s the storm that will swallow them all.

Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth
Before rebirth, she was betrayed by the love rats. They harmed her mother, defiled her name, and plotted her wealth...... When she opened her eyes again, she was no longer the weak and deceitful girl. She had to revenge on the love rats!!

After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire
Ten years of marriage! She thought she had married the best man in the world. However, the man killed her and stole all her money. After reborn, she returned to 22 years old and become a billionaire. She will revenge!
The Alpha's Abandoned Wife Vanished with Her Daughter
On the seventy-third night my Alpha mate went to her bed, she got pregnant. Seven years ago, on the night of the lunar eclipse, I dragged him out of a pool of blood. He said: "I owe you my life." Seven years later,his mother announced before the entire pack—my six-year-old daughter, Willow, no longer deserved to call him “Daddy.” On my daughter’s birthday, he tricked us into coming to his engagement ceremony. She let go of my hand, ran forward, and called out “Daddy.” He shoved her to the ground in front of everyone. I watched her stand up by herself, brush the dust off her dress, and give an awkward little curtsey:“I’m sorry, Alpha Thorne. I was out of line.” In that moment, my daughter's heart died. Mine had died long ago. walked out that door with a smile, holding my daughter in my arms, and glanced at the plane tickets I had booked seven days earlier. But this time, Willow and I would never look back.

Billionaire's Regret: Finding Her
When Caitlin Lewis returned to the city after five years, she was no longer the timid girl who fell victim to family betrayals and societal schemes. Now a fearless, sharp-witted woman with a mysterious past, Caitlin is determined to uncover the truth behind her mother’s death, protect her son, and reclaim her rightful place. However, her quest for justice is anything but simple. From entering a dangerous marriage with Sebastian Vanderbilt—a cold, enigmatic heir—to unraveling the web of lies spun by her manipulative family, Caitlin finds herself battling enemies from every corner. Yet, for every plan they lay to bring her down, she has a counterattack waiting. Will Caitlin's strength and cunning be enough to take on the elite forces conspiring against her? Or will she find unexpected allies in the unlikeliest of places? A tale of revenge, love, and survival, this story is a rollercoaster of thrilling twists and emotional depth.

My Revenge Life,Fatty to Sexy
Three years ago, she was silly. She lost her kidney and disfigured her face for her ex-boyfriend, which also almost lost her life! Three years later, she regained her beauty and came back gorgeously. She had to punish the bad guys!

Lord Death Is Now Back Home
Five years ago, Chris Shelby was kicked out of his family and ended up in East Coast. Right before he was starving to death, he met the Jefferson family, who, as advised by a fortune teller, took him in and thought he could bring their terribly ill father some good luck. Finally he married their eldest daughter, Esther Jefferson to him, yet he ran away after the wedding and their family became a joke in the city... Five years later, when he finally returned, he was already the Primus of the country with unparalleled power and wealth, yet the first thing he saw was the suffering of his wife and daughter...

His Greatest Regret
Cara Smith is happily blessed with a caring and loving husband, Chris Knowles, with a true best friend, Jessica, by her side. For two years, everything is going on perfectly fine. Or so she thought? On their anniversary party, Cara discovers a shocking secret about an intimate relationship with Jessica and Chris, and apparently, everyone around knew about it except for her! Devastated and heartbroken, she filed for a divorce and headed back home to her parents. Somewhere else lies a rich and successful artist and CEO of a famous art museum, Romeo Armani, who is desperate for true love. Romeo and Cara are actually best friends since childhood, but when he asked her to come with him to France to further their career two years ago, Cara had rejected his offer to be married to Chris, although this is a sweet lie she tells herself. She couldn't dare state the real reason she left Romeo. Chris threatens to ruin Cara's career after a lie he hears from Jessica in an attempt to make him despite Cara. However, Romeo mocks him for making such threat. He is rich and powerful and announces that Cara's company would be the best no matter what Chris does. A year later and Cara becomes stronger and powerful. Chris has a change of heart and wants her back, but Cara has moved on and is finding a new love with Romeo.

I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away
In the aftermath of a wild company dinner, she—intoxicated and misguided—found herself in her boss's room... Whispers of his cold indifference to romance and his ruthless decisiveness were legendary, painting a grim fate for any woman who dared entangle with him. ... In one month: the sight of a positive pregnancy test sends her mind racing to one thought—she must run, now or never! As she makes a break for freedom, he's hot on her heels, turning her flight into a captivating chase where her wings are no match for his resolve!
His Wife, The Secret Forensic Genius
My fiancé, Jameson Blair, married my twin sister today. For five years, I was a placeholder, a substitute for the woman he truly wanted, and I pretended not to know. Today, she came back with a story of terminal cancer and a dying wish to marry him. It was a perfect lie, and he chose to believe it, shattering my world with three simple words: "She's Haleigh." They left me on the sidewalk, an outcast from my own blood. My brothers, who once promised to protect me, celebrated the woman who broke me. They moved my things to a guest room, making space for their prodigal sister. That night, Haleigh gave me a "welcome home" gift—a box with a brown recluse spider inside. As the venom coursed through me, my family rushed to her side, calling my agony "a little spider bite." They left me convulsing on the floor. Later, they whipped me for a crime I didn't commit, hung me off a cliff, and left me for dead. My body is a roadmap of their love. Each scar, each broken bone, is a testament to their betrayal. They believed her lies, but their real crime was never truly seeing me. As I clung to that cliff, bleeding and broken, a single thought consumed me: Isabella Douglas died here tonight. Now, Isabella Hale would be born from the ashes.
The Alpha's Forgotten Mate
For three years, I was Kieran Blackwood's dirty little secret. I kept waiting for his mark. What I got instead was a push notification—my mate announcing his bonding ceremony with his childhood sweetheart. When I confronted him, he said she was nothing but a contract. Said she meant nothing to him. Said I was the one he loved. But love without a mark is just a lie wrapped in silk sheets. They called me crazy. Obsessed. The ex who couldn't let go. The truth is, the second I saw that photo, it was already over. I just needed the whole world to see who the real liar was—and then I walked away.
My Alpha Mate Poisoned Me: The Luna's Comeback
For twelve years, I was the shame of the Silver Moon Pack. A Luna who never shifted, a barren wife who couldn't give Alpha Ivan an heir. I thought my body was broken. But on my thirtieth birthday, I learned I wasn't sick. I was being murdered. Tracking Ivan to a downtown gallery, I expected to catch him in a lie about work. Instead, I saw him playing father to a child that wasn't mine, while his mistress looked on with a smirk. Then, I heard my own father’s voice booming through the thin glass. "If that White Wolf blood of hers ever woke up, she'd destroy us all. Better she dies a sickly Omega." My husband, my Fated Mate, didn't defend me. He just checked his watch. "She smells of death already. The Wolfsbane in her tea will finish her off during the fireworks tonight. Then we can finally replace the mule." My knees hit the floor. For five years, the "medicine" they forced down my throat wasn't a cure. It was poison designed to suppress my Supreme rank. They didn't hate me because I was weak; they were killing me because I was stronger than all of them combined. I drove back to the mansion, my sadness hardening into cold rage. I poured the lethal tea down the sink and picked up the microphone for the Pack Gathering. They were expecting a funeral tonight. I was about to give them a public execution.
