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 winter air nipped at Elara's cheeks as she wandered through the bustling Christmas plaza. Lights twinkled above her, strung between lampposts like stars brought down to earth. All around, strangers laughed and chatted, wrapped in scarves and holiday cheer.


She pulled her coat tighter, watching a father lift his small daughter to see the massive Christmas tree. The child squealed in delight, pointing at the ornaments.


A memory surfaced—Cora at four, eyes wide with wonder at their first Christmas tree together. She had insisted on hanging all the ornaments on the lowest branches, within her reach. Elara had waited until she slept to redistribute them.


"The magic of the season seems to affect everyone," a voice came from beside her.


Elara turned to find Caleb Jennings standing there, his hands tucked into his pockets. His presence was unexpected but somehow not unwelcome.


Shadows in the Festive Glow