

Mason Jones gives up his opportunity for admission to a top university and works tirelessly for five years for the sake of his wife, only to be betrayed when she steals his variety show draft and heartlessly abandons him. However, the show plummets in the ratings due to the its incompleteness. With his time-travelling power, Mason seizes the chance to reclaim everything that is rightfully his.

Chelsea Sandler and Sean Barnes are childhood sweethearts, but in college, he sets his sights on someone else. He later pretends to return to their marriage, yet their three years together are a lie—he never cuts ties with the other woman, and even their marriage certificate is fake. Fifteen days later, Chelsea boards a plane abroad, leaving him behind for good.

Chelsea Sandler and Sean Barnes are childhood sweethearts, but in college, he sets his sights on someone else. He later pretends to return to their marriage, yet their three years together are a lie—he never cuts ties with the other woman, and even their marriage certificate is fake. Fifteen days later, Chelsea boards a plane abroad, leaving him behind for good.

To save his family, Michael enrolls in an academy for the supernaturally gifted, only to be forcibly bound to a "male-on-male romance" system; failure to complete assigned tasks results in punishment, forcing him to engage in various intimate activities with a dragon-kin instructor, the class monitor, the school doctor, and the school bully. When Ares breaks into the academy intent on claiming Michael, the system issues a time-limited intimacy mission, causing all four targets of his romantic pursuit to appear simultaneously.

My daughter, Ruby Pratt, has leukemia. She needs a bone marrow transplant—and fast. Out of everyone in the family, my husband, Dan Pratt, was the only match. I begged him for an entire month before he finally agreed to go through with the donation. But on the morning of the surgery, he went completely off the grid. I stood outside the hospital all day, waiting. No calls. No texts. Not even a shadow. That night, his childhood friend, Valerie Kinder, posted on Instagram. In the photo, Dan was holding Valerie's hand with one arm and carrying her young son with the other—on a beach in Lulabo City. The caption read: [Soaking up the sun! Dan cleared his whole schedule to join us on a month-long trek and we finally made it to the coast! My little boy said Uncle Dan made his ocean dream come true. Pure joy!] My heart splintered. While I was drowning in worry over my daughter, he was off playing happy family with them. I wiped my tears and typed a comment beneath her post: [Not 'Uncle.' From now on, he's your son's father.] That night, I finally got a call from him. "Babe, don't be like this," Dan said. "You're not being fair. "Valerie's son has been bullied at school for not having a dad. I couldn't stand seeing him hurt, so I took them on this trip. It was supposed to help him heal. "I'll catch the first flight back tomorrow and head straight to the hospital to donate the marrow. I promise." I hung up with a bitter smile. The next morning, Dan rushed into the hospital room. But all he found on the bed was a death certificate.

Three days before my wedding, Adrian canceled it for the fifty-second time. He came to the Palermo workshop to approve my gown’s crest embroidery, but the moment I stepped out from the fitting curtain, he snatched up his holster and radio. “Torino bastards smashed Bianca’s vineyard, surrounded the estate. Lia’s terrified, so I have to go. The wedding is off.” Once, I would have stopped him and demanded to know who mattered more to him, me or Bianca. This time, I simply let him go. Thirty minutes later, Bianca posted an Instagram Story: [You’re the only shelter for me and my daughter.] The photo showed Adrian holding Bianca close, with Lia in his arms, calling him Dad. They looked like a real family. My parents sighed. “Seraphina, is the wedding in Hawaii off again? We’ve already sent the invitations to every renowned Italian family. What will this do to the Bellini family’s honor?” I shook my head, tapping the backup invite. "The wedding goes on. In three days, I’ll still be a bride. Just not Adrian’s."

To escape a forced marriage to the ruthless billionaire heir Frank Reed, Kate Smith bolts from the altar and impulsively weds a man she believes is a poor driver—only to discover he is Frank himself. As secrets unravel and sparks fly under one roof, a runaway bride finds herself in a twist-filled romance of mistaken identity, sweet revenge, and unexpected love.

On her thirtieth birthday, Madison thought she was about to receive a marriage proposal from her childhood sweetheart, Gideon. Dressed in her wedding gown, she rushed to the civil affairs bureau—only to discover that the proposal was merely the punchline of his bet. Devastated and unwilling to compromise any longer, she turned around on the spot and married Henry, the wealthy CEO she had just met through a blind date. When Madison walked down the aisle on her lavish wedding day, arm in arm with her new husband, the once proud Gideon collapsed completely, consumed by endless regret…