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

The evening breeze carried the gentle rocking motion of "The Golden Opportunity" as it remained anchored in the bay. Soft jazz music drifted across the deck, blending with the murmur of conversation from the various groups of business elites scattered around Lucas Sterling's yacht.


Beck found himself standing at the stern, swirling the red wine Damien had offered him earlier. The two men had discussed business briefly before falling into a comfortable silence, both watching the sunset paint vibrant oranges and pinks across the water.


"You're unusually quiet tonight," Damien observed, his voice low enough that only Beck could hear. "Lucas mentioned you were reluctant to join us."


Beck shrugged. "Had other plans initially."


"With your niece." Damien nodded. "Coco seems quite taken with her. She rarely warms up to other children so quickly."


Before Beck could respond, Lucas approached, carrying a fresh drink. His eyes darted between them with undisguised curiosity.


A Child's Yachtside Revelation