autumn joke

Raised by the Yoners, Autumn discovers she's not their biological child but the heiress of the prestigious Yale family. The real Yoner daughter, Vivian, now a destitute beggar, is manipulated by a vengeful former housekeeper to disgrace the Yoners. When Autumn is betrayed and confined by her adoptive parents, Xenith Yale emerges, offering support and encouragement. Together they unravel the conspiracy, restoring Autumn's rightful place and finding love amidst turmoil, while Vivian and her accomplice face their comeuppance.

Arthur Lane, the Lane family's fallen prodigy,awakened an F-Rank "Sleepy Worm", the most useless beast soul imaginable. Overnight, the "SSS-Rank Genius" became a joke. His S-Rank fiancée, Nancy Cole, twisted the knife, publicly dumping him to seal his disgrace.But the joke's on them.That "worm"? The Primordial Dragon in disguise. And Arthur's Bronze-level laziness? A carefully crafted mask, forged by ten years of brutal training.Now, as the world laughs... the dragon wakes.

One piece of candy handed to them by a beggar changes everything — in that moment, two friends, Luna (female) and Hanbyeol (male), suddenly switch souls and find themselves falling in love with the same person at the same time. The once-perfect relationship between Luna, Hanbyeol, and Woojoo begins to crack as their emotions collide and drift apart. Is it a cruel joke from God, or a divine gift? Does love follow the body, or the heart? As long-hidden truths and desires come to light, their relationships become increasingly twisted. Only by living someone else’s life do they finally discover who they truly are — and what true love really means.

Military doctor Donna Healy dies suddenly and gets reborn in the wartime era as a general's daughter. Honoring her engagement, she marries Commander Stevie Garrison, only to get abandoned on their wedding night for his mistress, the cunning Gloria Carpenter. Having seen life and death in her previous life, Donna just laughs coldly at this joke of a marriage. A scumbag and his manipulative mistress? Perfect match! Saves her the headache of dealing with them. She never wanted this arranged marriage anyway, and now that the masks are off, she's finally free. Whoever wants this miserable life can have it—she's out!

Vega Garrison, a top financial magnate, dies in an explosion only to find her soul inhabiting the body of a ""worthless"" woman arranged by a prestigious family as a substitute bride. Refusing to play the meek role, Vega breaks every rule—putting servants in their place, taking over the bedroom, and crushing fake heiresses under her heel.Powerful mogul Brycen Craig becomes instantly obsessed with her, his wheelchair no barrier to his fierce protectiveness. Meanwhile, business tycoon Elliot Malone completely misreads the situation, bending over backwards to help the fake heiress while unknowingly snubbing the real powerhouse—making himself the joke of high society.When Vega’s true identity finally comes to light, the entire world is shaken. The woman they dismissed as some country nobody is actually the legendary figure who once had two titans of industry fighting over her.

On my eighteenth birthday, the High King summoned the heirs of the four great clans—the Vampires, the Werewolves, the High Serpent Clan, and the Merfolk. He laid their portraits before me and said, "Choose one to be your bondmate." I did not hesitate. I pointed to Damon—the werewolf with no noble bloodline, born in a forgotten corner of the realm. The entire court erupted in disbelief. Everyone knew who I used to love. Alpha Iris—the heir of the most powerful Lycan bloodline. For seven years, I chased him with blind devotion. No matter how harshly he treated me, I never gave up. I confessed to him over and over, sometimes right in the royal court. I even performed a blood-binding ritual—slitting my wrist—to earn the right to marry him. In my previous life, I got what I wanted—I married him and we performed the mate bonding ceremony. With that union, he inherited the High King's resources and rose to become the ruler of all four clans. However, what I did not expect was that after our wedding, he turned around and marked my adoptive sister. My parents were furious and sent her away. From that day on, Iris hated me with a vengeance. He surrounded himself with women who all looked eerily like her. One by one, they came—each more vicious than the last. With his silent approval, they tore me down, piece by piece, until I was nothing more than a joke—no longer the queen I once was. The suffering pushed me into severe depression. Only suppressants keep my wolf form from spiraling out of control. Until one day, my medication was replaced with a slow-acting poison. He was the one who did it. I died alone, locked away in the cold palace, a child still growing inside me. However, fate gave me another chance. In this life, I would not make the same mistake. When the High King once again asked me to choose a partner for the marriage alliance, I chose Damon—the one no one ever noticed—without even blinking.

On my eighteenth birthday, the High King summoned the heirs of the four great clans—the Vampires, the Werewolves, the High Serpent Clan, and the Merfolk. He laid their portraits before me and said, "Choose one to be your bondmate." I did not hesitate. I pointed to Damon—the werewolf with no noble bloodline, born in a forgotten corner of the realm. The entire court erupted in disbelief. Everyone knew who I used to love. Alpha Iris—the heir of the most powerful Lycan bloodline. For seven years, I chased him with blind devotion. No matter how harshly he treated me, I never gave up. I confessed to him over and over, sometimes right in the royal court. I even performed a blood-binding ritual—slitting my wrist—to earn the right to marry him. In my previous life, I got what I wanted—I married him and we performed the mate bonding ceremony. With that union, he inherited the High King's resources and rose to become the ruler of all four clans. However, what I did not expect was that after our wedding, he turned around and marked my adoptive sister. My parents were furious and sent her away. From that day on, Iris hated me with a vengeance. He surrounded himself with women who all looked eerily like her. One by one, they came—each more vicious than the last. With his silent approval, they tore me down, piece by piece, until I was nothing more than a joke—no longer the queen I once was. The suffering pushed me into severe depression. Only suppressants keep my wolf form from spiraling out of control. Until one day, my medication was replaced with a slow-acting poison. He was the one who did it. I died alone, locked away in the cold palace, a child still growing inside me. However, fate gave me another chance. In this life, I would not make the same mistake. When the High King once again asked me to choose a partner for the marriage alliance, I chose Damon—the one no one ever noticed—without even blinking.