

The guy I secretly love and his father both get hit with poison. Without hesitation, I start undressing and choose to save his father. In my last life, I was forced to become my crush's antidote. I ended up bearing his child. But he never came home. He stayed faithful to his precious first love while leaving me in the dark. He always believed I was manipulative. He believed I had drugged him on purpose just to sleep with him. He felt that I ruined his chance to be with the one he truly loved, leaving him with no choice but to watch her leave the country and later take her own life. In the fifth year of our marriage, he got drunk and crashed his car, killing me and our two kids. When I wake up again, I find myself back to the day he and his father were both drugged. This time, I choose to become his stepmother.

Known as the abyssal incarnate, Zac Anderson dedicates himself to mastering his family’s strongest techniques. However, when his parents and even his pet—who absorbed the divine energy emanating from him—ascend to the divine realm, Zac feels worthless and doubts his own abilities.In an effort to uplift him, his father arranges four marriages, but three fiancées call off their engagements, humiliating Zac over his family's perceived mediocrity.

An elaborate scheme caused Lisa Shaw to lose her virginity, family, and loved ones. Malicious lies and devious schemes made her the public enemy of the entertainment industry...

Anna Poole had faced hardships since childhood. While trying to resolve a company crisis with her good friend, Serene Cox, Anna was drugged and sold to Mr. King. After Anna injured Mr. King and escaped, she ended up in the room of another man, Zach Howl, who was also under the influence of an aphrodisiac. As a result, they unexpectedly became intimate. As soon as Anna regained consciousness, she decided to confront Serene and accidentally overheard a conspiracy between Serene and the supposedly deceased Bryan Lane. Outraged, Anna confronted Serene, who injured her and caused a fire to start. In a life-threatening situation, Anna was saved by Waver Taylor, who had just returned to the country. Ten months later, she gave birth to twins, and one of them was taken away by the Browns. Along with a doctor, the Brown mother and daughter falsely claimed that the child died to suffocation.

Victor Carter builds a business empire and puts his wife, Elena, at the top of the industry. But at the company gala, he sees her fawn over a young assistant while barely sparing her husband a glance. Victor cuts her off. Soon, her new lover scams her out of everything. Victor moves on, takes Carter Corp higher, and finds someone who truly matches him.

Late one night, a thread blew up and hit the front page of a famous forum deep in New York’s underworld. The original poster had dug up an old prompt: “Name three words that sum up your youth.” Then an account that’d been dormant for years popped up in the replies. Its avatar was a backlit silhouette of a girl in a white dress, username: Seraphina. That was Seraphina Rossi. The Rossi family heiress, the undisputed it girl of New York’s underworld. She typed: Vibrant. Passionate. And Rico Valentino. All hell broke loose in the thread. The wild Valentino’s heir and the breathtaking Rossi heiress had once loved each other hard, only for it all to end in bitter regret. Nearly everyone in New York’s underworld had watched that heartbreak play out. Including me. I turned my head, staring at the man sleeping beside me. This was the man next to me: the once reckless kid who’d ruled the streets of Queens with his bare fists, now the Don of the Valention family. Poised. Unshakable. And he didn’t love me. I’d always known Rico still kept in touch with Seraphina. That he’d met her in secret, more than once. That’s why he’d refused to make our marriage public. His excuse was always the same: “Keeping your identity off the grid keeps our enemies from targeting you.” But I knew I was the one standing between Rico and the woman he’d never stopped loving. If all three of us were just going to keep hurting like this? I’d rather walk away. Let them have each other. I’d made up my mind. I was divorcing Rico.

Emma Shaw and Joe Lowe have been lovers since school days. Emma Shaw is left infertile after saving Joe Lowe, a secret she hides to spare him guilt. When she enrolls their adopted daughter in school, she discovers their marriage is a lie—the child belongs to his mistress. As the truth unravels, Emma is abducted and brutally beaten—by Joe himself, unaware the woman in the bag is her.

Emma Shaw and Joe Lowe have been lovers since school days. Emma Shaw is left infertile after saving Joe Lowe, a secret she hides to spare him guilt. When she enrolls their adopted daughter in school, she discovers their marriage is a lie—the child belongs to his mistress. As the truth unravels, Emma is abducted and brutally beaten—by Joe himself, unaware the woman in the bag is her.

After Leah passes away, everyone else in the family receives her assets and savings. But Jane Swan only receives an old spatula, resulting in her getting mocked and laughed by others. When Jane is tidying Leah's old things, she finds out that a key and some clues are hidden in the spatula's wooden hilt. Little does she know that a fortune and a heartbreaking secret await her at the end of the mysteries.

Late one night, a thread blew up and hit the front page of a famous forum deep in New York’s underworld. The original poster had dug up an old prompt: “Name three words that sum up your youth.” Then an account that’d been dormant for years popped up in the replies. Its avatar was a backlit silhouette of a girl in a white dress, username: Seraphina. That was Seraphina Rossi. The Rossi family heiress, the undisputed it girl of New York’s underworld. She typed: Vibrant. Passionate. And Rico Valentino. All hell broke loose in the thread. The wild Valentino’s heir and the breathtaking Rossi heiress had once loved each other hard, only for it all to end in bitter regret. Nearly everyone in New York’s underworld had watched that heartbreak play out. Including me. I turned my head, staring at the man sleeping beside me. This was the man next to me: the once reckless kid who’d ruled the streets of Queens with his bare fists, now the Don of the Valention family. Poised. Unshakable. And he didn’t love me. I’d always known Rico still kept in touch with Seraphina. That he’d met her in secret, more than once. That’s why he’d refused to make our marriage public. His excuse was always the same: “Keeping your identity off the grid keeps our enemies from targeting you.” But I knew I was the one standing between Rico and the woman he’d never stopped loving. If all three of us were just going to keep hurting like this? I’d rather walk away. Let them have each other. I’d made up my mind. I was divorcing Rico.