Alina, a ruthless mafia boss known as the "Black Widow," was killed in a shootout, betrayed by her own right-hand man. However, instead of dying, she wakes up in the body of a gentle young doctor named Dr. Aileen Monroe. With her memories and instincts still intact, Alina must now navigate life as a doctor in a prestigious hospital while her past continues to haunt her. But the medical world is not as safe as she thought. A dark conspiracy surrounds the death of the real Aileen, and Alina must use her intelligence as a former mafia leader to survive and uncover the truth. Alina successfully adapts to her new environment, but those who wanted Aileen dead are still after her. Not only that, enemies from her past begin to resurface in her new life-including the right-hand man who betrayed her. Unaware that Alina still lives in another body, he remains a looming threat. Now, Alina must escape Aileen's enemies while plotting her revenge against her own.
The rain poured heavily in the dead of night. Lightning flashed in the distance, illuminating an old warehouse on the outskirts of the city, now drenched in pools of blood. The air was thick with the acrid scent of gunpowder, mingling with the metallic tang of blood-an unmistakable stench of death.
In the middle of the wrecked room, Alina Devereaux, the feared mafia leader, stood battered and wounded. Her breath was ragged, her left hand pressed against her bleeding abdomen, while her right hand still clutched a gun, nearly out of bullets.
Across from her, Marco-the man she had trusted the most-stood with a smoking gun in his hand. His gaze was filled with arrogance, as if savoring the sight of his leader teetering on the brink of death.
"You... betrayed me?" Alina's voice was weak, yet her eyes still burned with fury.
Marco chuckled, stepping closer. Behind him, their subordinates-now loyal to him-stood with their weapons raised, ready to fire.
"You've been at the top for too long, Alina. Now it's my turn." He aimed his gun directly at her heart. "I'm done living in your shadow."
Alina bit her lip, suppressing the searing pain. Her sharp eyes locked onto the man she once considered a brother.
"I trusted you ...."
"And that was your biggest mistake."
Bang!
A single bullet pierced her chest. Time seemed to slow as her body staggered backward before crashing onto the cold, blood-soaked floor. Rain dripped through the leaky ceiling, splashing onto her pale face. Her vision blurred, her voice caught in her throat, and her body grew numb.
But just before her consciousness slipped away completely, one promise burned in her heart:
If I get a second chance at life... I will never trust anyone again. And within seconds, darkness consumed her.
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Beep! Beep! Beep!
The monotonous beeping of a heart monitor echoed faintly. The sterile scent of antiseptics filled the air, sharp and clinical. Alina gasped, jerking awake with labored breaths. Her vision blurred from the harsh white light of the overhead lamps. Around her, several people in white and blue uniforms stared at her, wide-eyed in shock.
"The corpse is alive!"
A panicked voice shattered the silence. A nurse dropped the clipboard in her hands, while others backed away, their faces pale.
Alina frowned, struggling to grasp the situation. She was no longer lying on a dirty, blood-soaked floor. Instead, she was in a pristine room with white walls and gleaming floors. An IV was attached to her arm, and a crisp white blanket covered her body-one that felt foreign.
A woman in medical scrubs hurried to her side, her face still carrying traces of disbelief. "Dr. Aileen, you're awake?" Her voice trembled slightly, but her eyes shone with relief. "Thank goodness, we thought you weren't going to make it."
Alina froze. "Doctor?"
The word felt foreign on her tongue. Wasn't she a mafia boss? Why was everyone calling her 'doctor'?
The nurse offered a small, hesitant smile while checking her vitals. "Temporary amnesia after a near-death experience is normal. You should rest, Dr. Aileen."
Alina remained silent, her mind in turmoil. As the nurse left, she slowly sat up in bed and stared at her own hands. No bullet wounds, no scars. Her skin was flawless-completely different from the battle-worn body she remembered.
Suddenly, something slipped from the pocket of her hospital gown-a small ID card.
With trembling fingers, she picked it up and read the name:
Dr. Aileen Monroe
Surgeon, Bungalow International Hospital.
Her head snapped up, eyes locking onto the mirror across the room. That wasn't her face.
"I'm a doctor?!"
Alina froze, staring at the reflection. Her heart pounded, her breathing quickened. The woman in the mirror ... wasn't her.
Unsteadily, she approached, as if hoping the reflection would change. But it didn't. The woman in the mirror remained the same-bright green eyes, flawless skin, and long, flowing blonde hair.
"No way..." Her voice was barely a whisper, filled with disbelief.
Her hands trembled as she touched her own face. It felt real. But this wasn't her face. Where were her battle scars? Where were the marks of the life she had fought through?
"Who is this...? Is this me?"
Her mind raced. She remembered everything-the searing pain as the bullet tore through her chest, the warmth of her blood spilling, the cold floor that had become her deathbed.
And Marco ....
A fiery rage ignited within her. Marco, that bastard. That traitor. But now? She was a live. In someone else's body.
Knock! Knock!
A knock on the door brought her back to reality.
"Dr. Monroe? Are you okay?"
Dr. Monroe?
Alina held her breath, her mind racing. Dr. Monroe? Was that who she was now?
She took a deep breath and forced herself to stay calm. If she really was in someone else's body, panicking wouldn't help. Her hand slowly reached for the doorknob and turned it. A young nurse stood in the doorway, her face filled with concern.
"You've been inside for quite some time. We were worried you hadn't fully recovered from the accident."
Blurb "Part your legs for me, princess" Alpha Damian humored huskily like he was intoxicated, I whimpered as he voice sents a jolts of emotions round my body. An emotion that I wasn't supposed to feel. Selene was 18 years old when she found out that Alpha Jasper of the Silver Crescent pack was her mate at her Awakening ceremony. Being a reject with no parents she lived with him for over one year as a slave and he never acknowledged her as his mate because he couldn't accept a reject as his mate. On her 20th birthday, her mate not only rejected her and chose her best friend; Imogen, as his new mate, but he also sold Selene to the most feared Alpha; Alpha Damian of the Crimson Moon pack whom everyone referred to as a beast. Not knowing why Alpha Damian chose to buy her, she can only resign herself to fate. What has the moon goddess installed for me again? Is this the freedom she solely crave for? Will she be tied down with the shackles of the unknown?
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
After two years of marriage, Kristian dropped a bombshell. "She's back. Let's get divorced. Name your price." Freya didn't argue. She just smiled and made her demands. "I want your most expensive supercar." "Okay." "The villa on the outskirts." "Sure." "And half of the billions we made together." Kristian froze. "Come again?" He thought she was ordinary—but Freya was the genius behind their fortune. And now that she'd gone, he'd do anything to win her back.
Julia and Evan were the perfect couple-or so she thought. But everything changed when Evan abruptly ended their relationship, leaving her heartbroken and unable to tell him she was carrying his child. Years later, Julia has built a life for herself and her son, Andy, while Evan has risen to unimaginable wealth and success. Their paths cross again at a chance meeting, but Julia soon discovers Evan has moved on with someone else. Julia is done with the pain. She's fought battles alone, raising a son who deserves the truth about his father, even if Evan doesn't deserve her forgiveness. When Julia told Evan years ago she had something to say, he didn't listen. Now, it's time for him to listen. But is it too late to reclaim what he lost? "We should break up," he'd said, the words cutting through her like glass. The pregnancy test in her pocket stayed hidden, just like the child they would never share. Now, it's Evan's turn to hear the truth-and to face his deepest regret.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."