

My seven-year-old son was bitten by a snake. I rushed him to my elder son’s hospital, only for his girlfriend to mistake me for his mistress. She blocked the treatment, slapped and beat me violently, leaving me bruised and bleeding. When my elder son operated on me, his hands trembled and he asked in horror: “Who did this to you, Mom?”

For three years, Wade Chapman lived in a state of foolishness and dullness—until, at last, he inherited the legacy of an immortal. With a single awakening, he rose like a dragon soaring into the Sky. In one hand, he wielded peerless medical arts—reviving the dead and restoring flesh to bone, leaving nobles and magnates bowing before him. In the other, he held a lethal blade—cleaving through the void itself, forcing even the world's strongest to submit. From that moment on, beauties stood by his side, brothers followed at his back. Roaming the city as he pleased, he sought only the bliss of love.

To get a divorce from Dante Conti, I volunteered to walk away with nothing—even our three-year-old son. Seeing that I had deliberately changed back into the old clothes I wore before marriage, Dante froze for a moment, then sneered, "So? You don't even want Nico, the heir you fought so hard to give birth to?" "Careful. Play your part too long, and you won't be able to recover the scene," he warned. I pushed the signed agreement toward him. "Don't worry. This isn't acting." Dante shot me a puzzled look before signing his name. "So obedient? Fine. I'll be magnanimous and let you see Nico from time to time." He set down the pen, his gaze appraising me. "And if you regret it… come to me now, and maybe—just maybe—we could remarry—" I cut him off, standing and walking away without a word. He had thought I married him for the Mafia's power, that's why I had given him an heir to inherit his family. But once he knows I'm dead, there will be no more misunderstandings.
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A night security job at a museum seems like the easiest money Jorden Leon has ever made. But on his very first shift, he discovers that the museum's relics are anything but ordinary. Driven by instinct, he restores a shattered Eight-Armed Asura bronze statue. As the final crack disappears, an ancient force surges into him, awakening powers beyond imagination. Unaware that he has just prevented an S-Class catastrophe capable of destroying the city, Jordan steps into a new destiny. Soon, whispers spread through the city of a mysterious guardian who protects the living from dangers buried deep in the past.

Nova was separated from her mother as a child and has been searching for years. Now a wealthy tycoon, she returns home, where her bullied mother suffers. Will her arrival transform her mother’s fate?

My sister and I were reborn on the very day we were to be sent to the Demons as sacrificial vessels. That day, our husbands, the God of Water and the God of Fire, came to rescue us. However, this time, without any discussion, we made the same choice. We refused their rescue and willingly offered ourselves to the Demons. In our previous life, after they saved us, the Demons captured the God of Water's young apprentice as a replacement. In the end, she was flayed and had her bones torn out, dying a brutal and tragic death. Because of that, the God of Water and the God of Fire came to hate my sister and me deeply. They spread rumors that we were the Twin Blossoms of Ruin, destined to destroy the world, and forced us to the point where our souls were completely annihilated. When I opened my eyes again, my sister and I had returned to the moment when the Demons first captured us. We exchanged a glance and then announced in front of everyone, "We are willing to become the sacrificial vessels of the Dark Lord and the Demon King. Take us with you." The God of Water and the God of Fire left with their young apprentice, who was completely unharmed. They were relieved that they had finally protected the one they truly cared about. Only later did they realize their mistake, but by then, they were consumed with regret.

Ivy Shaw knew from the very beginning that the marriage certificate she and Noah Grant held was fake. But during their five years together, Noah had given her so much tenderness that she mistakenly believed she had finally exchanged sincerity for sincerity. It was not until she woke up once in the middle of a coma that she overheard Noah talking to his private doctor: the strange illness she had suffered every month all these years had been caused by Noah drugging her and drawing her blood, and he had stayed by her side only to use her blood to treat her half-sister, Chloe. Another hospital soon confirmed that prolonged blood loss and medication had caused multiple organ failure, and that she had at most a month left to live. Ivy no longer argued, and no longer waited for Noah to turn back. She relocated her mother’s grave, arranged her own burial plot and funeral, and even designated her father Richard and Noah as her pallbearers. But until the very last day of her life, Noah still chose Chloe again and again, and even ordered someone to destroy Ivy’s mother’s grave. In the end, Ivy died alone at home. Only after receiving the funeral home’s notification did Noah discover that Chloe had never been ill, that Ivy was the girl who had climbed over the wall to comfort him in childhood, and that the coma and blood draws he himself had caused had killed the one who truly loved him.

Amber, a genius Ivy League student, is drugged and sold into a black-market trap by her abusive family. After a night of uncontrollable passion inside a thunderstorm Maybach, she realizes her Ivy League degree won't rewrite her destiny—but Ethan Blackwood, the billionaire king of New York, can. Refusing to accept a humiliating $500,000 buyout check, Amber tears up her top-tier diploma,Society's hypocrisy, and marches straight into Blackwood Manor with a duffel bag of cash—demanding to be hired as Ethan's personal maid. Inside this opulent cage, she wields her lethal intellect as a chess master, dismantling rival conspiracies, manipulating family coups, and reverse-taming two dangerous Alpha men. She forces Ethan, the tyrannical billionaire, to kneel before her and surrender his empire, while turning Tyler, the deadly executive assistant, into a obsessively loyal hound who commits murder in the name of love. On the day of their lavish, televised ""Black Wedding"", as the vows are about to be sealed, Tyler—covered in blood and holding a withered black rose—shatters the church doors to unveil their dirty secrets to the world. Surrounded by flashing cameras and two obsessively devoted men waiting for her command, Empress Amber holds out her hand for the ultimate, deadly choice...

Betrayed by her lover Caleb Lynch and losing both her life and child, the Exorcist Goddess Eliza Aston returns to the day her tragedy began—armed with a thousand years of divine power and vengeance. This time, she lets Caleb’s son drown, making him taste the despair she once felt. But when Caleb and his first love Winnie Stern also return with their memories, a deadly game of revenge and fate begins as they plot to steal her bronze bell.

Two modern best friends Jill Shaw and Helen Stone transmigrate into the bodies of sisters sent as peace offerings from an enemy kingdom — officially brides, unofficially suspected spies. The cold-faced warrior Prince Joseph Smith gets the elder Jill, the cunning and manipulative Prince Ben Smith gets the younger Helen, and both brothers arrive at their weddings fully prepared to eliminate the threats disguised as their wives.What neither calculated: the “elite spy” Prince Joseph watches so obsessively turns out to be a pure academic who finds knowledge intoxicating and intrigue utterly baffling.Meanwhile the “naive romantic” Prince Ben thinks he can read and control is already several moves ahead of him, playing people like a board game. Two princes who came to outmaneuver their wives. Two women who didn’t come here to lose. The misunderstandings are spectacular. The reversals are better.