Elara Dawn

For seven years, Elara Thorne lived in the shadow of her own marriage. While her tech mogul husband Damien showered attention on his mistress, Elara played the perfect corporate wife—making his coffee, organizing his schedule, and watching her six-year-old daughter Cora grow closer to the other woman.

The other woman who happened to be her half-sister.

Vivienne Dubois had everything Elara didn't—Damien's heart, Cora's adoration, and the respect of everyone at Thorne Industries. When Elara flew home hoping to celebrate her birthday with her family, she found them planning a surprise party for Vivienne instead. When little Cora innocently asked if Vivienne could be her mommy, something inside Elara finally snapped.

Elara had been a brilliant AI researcher before marriage stole her ambitions. She'd co-founded YodaVision Technologies, only to abandon it all for a man who never loved her back. But now Julian Croft, her former partner, wants her to return as Chief Innovation Officer. The tech world that forgot her exists is about to remember why she was once called a visionary.

Walking away seems impossible when it means leaving Cora behind. But staying means accepting a life where she's invisible in her own home, humiliated at her own workplace, and competing with her half-sister for scraps of attention from her own family.

Damien thinks his wife will quietly accept whatever he gives her, the way she always has. He's about to discover that seven years of silence doesn't mean surrender—it means she's been planning her comeback. And when Elara Vance reclaims her name, her career, and her power, the tech world won't be the only thing shaken.

Some women bend. Others break. But the smart ones? They rebuild themselves stronger than before.

My Coldhearted Husband’s Regret

"It's fine, really," I said, tightening my robe's belt with a firm tug. My cheeks burned with embarrassment as I avoided Beck's eyes.


Shanice wiggled in her uncle's arms, completely oblivious to the awkward moment she'd created. "Mrs. Elara has pretty blue clothes like a mermaid!"


Beck cleared his throat. "Shanice, that's enough." His voice was unexpectedly gentle but firm.


I risked a quick glance at him. His ears were pink, but his expression was deliberately neutral as he held his niece. The nanny finally stepped forward, reaching for Shanice.


"It's time to finish packing," she said, taking Shanice from Beck's arms.


I seized the opportunity to escape. "I should be going too. Goodbye, Shanice. It was lovely meeting you."


"Bye, Mrs. Elara!" Shanice waved enthusiastically as her nanny carried her away.


Beck remained, his tall frame blocking my path to the elevator. "Elara, I apologize for... that. Shanice can be unpredictable."


Echoes of a Rival's Name