MiuNovels

I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role.

But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn't the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else's story.

But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I'll write my own story, living for myself.

And this time . . .

I will never love you again.

Rebirth: Love me Again

"Oh, Eve. Why don't you ask Cole later when he comes back? That is . . . if he comes back to you after tonight."

The call ended before I could respond, the empty silence on the line leaving me more shaken than her words. I tried calling back, but it went straight to voicemail. Again and again, the same thing—no answer.

"Damn it!" I muttered under my breath, slamming my phone onto the desk. My hands trembled as I leaned against the table, staring blankly at the screen. My mind raced with possibilities, each one worse than the last.

Anger surged through me—at Elena, at Cole, at myself for not knowing what was going on. But beneath that anger was something far more unsettling: worry.

This wasn't like Cole. He didn't just disappear like this, didn't leave me to stew in silence without an explanation. Something about this felt . . . off.

Spellbound