
Am Vorabend meiner Hochzeit mit meinem Verlobten, dem Mafia-Erben Lorenzo Griffin, bat mich sein Rechtsbeistand, einen Ehevertrag zu unterzeichnen. Ein Vertrag, zwanzig Seiten lang. Erstens sollte ich sein Arbeitszimmer nicht ohne Erlaubnis betreten. Zweitens sollte ich mich nicht in die Geschäfte der Familie einmischen. Drittens sollte ich nichts tun, was Lorenzo missfallen könnte. Der Vertrag war dicht gespickt mit Klauseln wie diesen. Meine Wut unterdrückend, beendete ich die Prüfung aller Bedingungen. Dann wandte ich mich dem Mann zu, der kerzengerade neben mir saß. "Lorenzo, kannst du mir Anhang 15 erklären? Was genau meinst du mit ‚Ich bin verpflichtet, deinen Erben aufzuziehen, ungeachtet dessen, wer ihn zur Welt bringt‘?"

Aut Vincere Aut Morī: To Conquer, or to Die. This story follows a young man who, tragically, got hit by a truck. After so, he is reincarnated into a fantasy world, filled with many things to discover. Follow him as he unravels the mystery of reincarnation and experiences other-worldly events.

I am a blind woman whose sight was stolen by the mist. To help my husband Andrew fulfill his ambition of becoming the Alpha King, I begged my brother Mason to venture deep into the forest and retrieve the Moon Goddess’s Mark. On Christmas, I held the Mark in one hand and my pregnancy report in the other, filled with joy, only to catch my husband tangled up with Rory—the Omega who had stayed by my side every day. What shattered me most was that my son Ethan’s death was never a medical accident—Andrew, in order to transplant Ethan’s heart to Rory, who suffered from heart disease, tricked me into signing the consent form and took my son’s life. He mocked me, saying a blind woman couldn’t survive without him, but he had no idea of the resolve of a mother who had lost her child. I contacted Henry, my ex-fiancé and the strongest Alpha—the man I had betrayed, yet who still waited for me. He became my only salvation. The Moon Goddess’s Mark I never got to give away not only restored my sight, but also severed the mate bond between Andrew and me. I pretended to obey his demand to give up the master bedroom for Rory (and the pup in her belly), secretly signed the papers to dissolve the bond, and joined hands with my brother and Henry, vowing to make the pair who had taken everything from me pay with their blood—nothing is more decisive, more ruthless, than the revenge of a mother who has lost her child.

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