Elain Robinavitch-Abbot is the Princess in Pink. One of the best trauma nurses in the Pitt. Soft-spoken. Steady-handed. Loved by nearly everyone who matters. She is also married to Robby and Jack. Most of the ER already knows. Most of them also know better than to make it their business. After PittFest, peace became something everyone protected wherever they could find it. But when a nosy intern starts watching El too closely, asking too much, and turning care into suspicion, the calm the Pitt has been living in starts to crack. And Santos is about to learn that some things are private for a reason.

Villainess's Vengeance ~ A Rebirth Story previously known as Left at the Altar ~ Rebirth of the Villainess. *** "Vi... Viaan, please don't do this.. don't leave me, please come back. It's our wedding day. Plea...please I'm begging you." "Do not ever call me again, Ira. It's over between us." The line went dead. That was all it took for him to left me at the Altar for her. *** ~ A REBIRTH STORY From childhood, Ira Veyansh was always compared to Niya Kapadia. Niya ~ the maid's daughter who could do everything better. Studies, sports, looks, manners, obedience, everything. Everyone loved Niya. Ira parents, her brothers, even the family celebrated her like she was one of their own. Birthdays, dinners, small achievements... the praise always went to Niya. "Ira, you should be more like Niya." "I wish Niya was my sister." "Take a lesson from Niya." Day by day, Ira felt invisible. Starved for love and attention, she did things she shouldn't have, hurt Niya, humiliated her, even darker. But nothing worked. Then came Viaan. Her childhood love. The one she thought would finally make her happy. But he chose Niya too. The pain and humiliation were too much for her to handle. That night, walking alone in the rain after being abandoned at her own wedding, Ira was hit by a truck. A brutal accident that ended her life. But life gave her a second chance. A rebirth. She remembered everything. Every insult. Every betrayal. Every heartbreak. And somewhere in that second life... there is this man. Reevan. A man she was never meant to cross paths with. Forbidden. Yet somehow... tied to her fate. Now, the question is, will she let fate repeat itself, or will she change her story?

In the Western Realm, money means power, power means control, influence, advantage. Even the gods favour The Elites - blessing them with the largest bond groups and the most powerful gifts. All it would take is one person. One single person from the lowers to be fated to someone powerful. Abrogation - That's what we need in the lowers. Before my people are wiped out entirely. If only it was that simple...