She Spent My Love, Then Spat on My Grave

Betrayed, murdered, and bound by blood and iron, Mariah awakens as a ghost—trapped in her apartment, her memories fractured and her killer still at large. Her beloved boyfriend, Tyler, is performing twisted rituals, whispering promises of marriage even as he keeps her soul shackled by a blood-red cord. When a mischievous spirit guide reveals the truth—a family conspiracy, a deadly body swap, and a ghost wedding to steal her luck—Mariah’s afterlife spirals into a desperate quest for vengeance and freedom. Torn between love and rage, she must unmask her real enemy before her soul is lost forever. But can love survive when death itself is a lie? Or will Mariah’s fury burn brighter than fate’s cruelest curse?

Death was supposed to set me free—so why am I still haunting the man who broke me? Five days after my funeral, Nathaniel Holloway parades his new bride in the dress I bled to sew, never knowing my ghost lingers in every shadow. Trapped between worlds, I watch the man I once loved spiral into obsession and violence, wielding my memory as a weapon in his ruthless quest for power. Betrayed by blood, bound by a locket’s curse, and hunted by secrets that refuse to die, I must choose: forgive, revenge, or finally break the chains that bind us. Will Nathaniel’s regret set me free—or will our love destroy us both, even beyond the grave?

He loved her—just not me. On the night of our fourth anniversary, I watched Carter Langley slip further away, his heart claimed by another while our marriage became nothing but a headline. I was supposed to smile, play the perfect wife, and pretend not to notice the pitying looks or the silence that suffocated our home. But pain demands a witness. When betrayal cuts deeper than bone, how far will a woman go to make her absence felt? Carter’s indifference is legendary—until my final act leaves him with a haunting question and a secret he can never bury. If love is dead, what’s left for the living to regret?

She used my love to get to my brother—and left me to die when I was no longer useful. When the world turned on me and the woman I trusted most framed me for crimes I didn’t commit, I lost everything: my marriage, my family, and my reputation. But as the lies closed in and betrayal stung deeper than any wound, I discovered the only way to survive was to burn it all down. With nothing left to lose, I made a move that would change everything. In the end, will I finally break free—or did loving her doom me forever?

Natalie gave up everything—even her Olympic dreams—to protect Caleb, only to discover years later that he never loved her, only repaid a debt. Betrayed by the boy she trusted most and humiliated by his cruel friends, she finally reads the journal that shatters her last hope. Now, with his first love back in town, Natalie must choose: cling to the ghost of his gratitude, or walk away and reclaim her pride before she loses herself forever.

I spent my whole life protecting Natalie—the girl next door I loved and lost to the town’s bad boy. When she shattered my heart with a brutal secret as I died saving her, fate sent me back to senior year, right before everything fell apart. This time, I refuse to be her shield, but breaking free from her—and the past—may cost me everything.

Ten years spent guarding a tomb that held only secrets. Autumn Bellamy’s life is built on loss—until the day her dead husband returns, demanding her crown and her love, while the man who saved her is marked for death. Torn between the ghosts of her past and the hope of a future she never thought she deserved, Autumn faces betrayals, impossible choices, and a love that refuses to die. But as old wounds are ripped open and new truths come to light, will she choose the man who abandoned her, or the one who taught her how to live again? When every promise is broken and every heart is on the line, who will Autumn become? Will she stay a caretaker for someone else’s ghost—or finally claim her own life?

Some heartbreaks demand more than tears—they demand justice. Autumn Lane, an introverted writer with a tragic past, is swept into a campus romance with the charming Eric, only to be publicly betrayed and left shattered. When a mysterious stranger, Nolan, pulls her from the darkness, Autumn dares to hope again—until their fairytale spirals into a nightmare of lies, blackmail, and deadly ambition. With her best friends and family caught in the crossfire, Autumn must confront secrets buried by love and death. But in a world where trust is a weapon, who is the true villain—and who is playing whom? When the final mask falls at her wedding, Autumn’s revenge will leave everyone questioning: how far would you go for the friend you lost and the truth you deserve?

The night my wife needed me most, I chose my first love instead—and my son will never forgive me. Now, haunted by guilt and shattered trust, I must rebuild a broken family with the woman who tore us apart. But when my son’s rage turns icy and unforgiving, can love ever wash away the blood on my hands?

When I reunited with my first love, I thought her only secret was a bizarre beauty ritual—until a silent group chat admin warned me her tattoo is a death mark. Now the mark is glowing, her smile is vanishing, and she’s watching my every move. If I eat her food or wear her gift, I may never see the morning.

Death didn’t end my story—it set the stakes. I woke as a ghost, memories erased, bound to the man I once loved: Dr. Harrison, the forensic pathologist tasked with unraveling my brutal murder. As he examines my ruined body, I drift helplessly beside him, piecing together the truth of my death—and the life we almost shared. But the clock is ticking: seven days to reclaim my memories or disappear forever. Each revelation brings heartbreak, rage, and the aching hope that love might survive even death. When Harrison is abducted by my killer, I must make an unthinkable sacrifice—trading my own afterlife for a chance to save him. Will justice or love win, or will I vanish before I can say goodbye?

Five years of love—gone the moment my fiancée tasted money. Her family’s run-down trailer became a golden ticket, and suddenly I was just another bidder for her heart. When she demanded $150,000 or five condos to marry her, I realized: I was nothing but a price tag, and the girl I loved was already gone.