Evelyn Hale dies alone in a hospital room, betrayed by the two people she trusted most—her fiancé and her best friend. But then, just like that, she wakes up three years earlier, right on the night she’s supposed to sign a contract marriage with Luca Virelli, a billionaire with ice in his veins. Last time around, Evelyn kept quiet and played the perfect wife. She let go of her dreams, put her trust in the wrong people, and in the end, they tossed her aside when she had nothing left to give. Not this time. She’s done being anyone’s pawn. With her memories of everything that’s coming—market crashes, nasty betrayals, secrets that could ruin whole empires—Evelyn grabs the pen and flips the script. She lays down rules, demands respect, and starts carving out her own place in this world, all while using that marriage contract to shield herself from the ones who broke her before. Luca thinks this marriage is purely a business arrangement, nothing more. But Evelyn’s not the same woman he expected. She’s bold, sharp, and refuses to back down. She saves him from disasters he never saw coming, beats ruthless rivals at their own game, and turns his careful world upside down. Suddenly, the woman he thought he could control is someone he can’t predict—and he can’t stop thinking about her. But messing with fate isn’t easy. The closer Evelyn gets to real freedom, the harder the past tries to pull her back. The same people who betrayed her the first time are watching, waiting, and they won’t let her go without a fight. In a marriage built on secrets and lies, is there room for love—especially when Evelyn already knows how the story ends and refuses to make the same mistakes twice?

Kael Virek. Yeah, that guy is the “Thief of Stars.” You say his name in any backwater bar and people start glancing over their shoulders. He’s legendary for robbing alien tyrants blind, yanking tech and secrets out from under noses sharper than a vibroblade. Planets have gone broke over what he’s lifted. But, shocker, luck runs out even for him. Mid-jackpot, everything goes sideways: ambush, chaos, the whole nine yards. Kael barely limps away, crash-landing on some miserable ball of dirt that’s seen more bombs than rain. And who’s waiting to scoop him up? General Aria Dax. The woman’s basically a myth herself war hero, stone-cold, heart locked up tighter than a blacksite. To her, Kael’s just another headache, a criminal with a price on his head. Simple, right? Except, then she gets a look at the relic he’s lugging around… and suddenly, it’s not so simple. That thing responds to her, like it’s got her blood coded into its bones. Science says nope. The law says hell no. But reality? Well, reality’s got its own ideas. So now they’re stuck together, enemies everywhere, trust in short supply. Sure, they’re both stubborn enough to make it work, barely. But with danger closing in and that weird connection sparking between them, things get messy. Kael’s staring down the prize of a lifetime the God Core, fabled, priceless, possibly real. But for once, he’s actually torn. Because what if the real score isn’t some cosmic artifact, but Aria herself? The one thing he never planned to steal, and now can’t imagine letting go.