

Elara suffers from a rare immune system disorder. For seven consecutive years, she was selected as the Medical Ambassador by the Ashborne Foundation Board, only to lose the title each time because Kael favored his adopted sister, Rosalie. He even gave Rosalie the only experimental treatment that could save Elara. At a family gala, Elara's lily allergy caused a severe reaction. Misunderstood by her family, she was locked in the basement and nearly lost her life. After surviving, she stopped seeking help from the people who had abandoned her and left alone for the north, where she joined the Vale Family. With Cassian's support, she received the treatment she needed, recovered, and rebuilt her life. Three years later, she returned to the Ashborne Family gathering as the Vale Family's Medical Ambassador, a title she had earned through her own ability. Faced with their late apologies and attempts to make amends, Elara chose not to look back.

Sandra Lovell, a corporate slave obsessed with the maiden game, wakes up as Lilith, the villainess who abused four devil butlers and met a deadly end. Holding a whip over the beaten Lyle, she faces Karlos and Mordred’s burning hatred. A system warns: win over your butlers to lower their corruption levels—or die. With Jormund on the brink, the first death plot has begun.

After my older sister Rachelle came home from dialysis, the atmosphere at home was suffocating. She curled up on the couch, thin as a rail. She was nagging me hard and telling me not to tire myself out too much at work. Dad was by the door smoking. To get money to treat Rachelle’s condition, he had sold our old house and land. Dirty and muddied, my fiance, who had always viewed Rachelle as a sister of his own, brought home his week’s salary. They all lamented how unfair life was to already poor and suffering people who had to suffer even more. I looked at myself in the mirror with my bleeding nose and flushed away the report with my acute leukemia diagnosis. During dinner, Dad suddenly said, “Ryleigh, Rachelle needs a kidney. You’re healthy and young. You might be a match.” I looked at Rachelle’s pleading eyes and coldly put my cutlery down. “I won’t do it. I’ll be a cripple with one less kidney. How am I supposed to find someone to marry then?” Dad slapped me hard, even as my fiance called me ungrateful. I slammed the door shut as I left. I looked for the nearest room to the hospital to rent so that I could wait it out until I died. The room I found was only five blocks away from the organ donation center.

Livia and Owen were childhood sweethearts. Right before their wedding, Owen died saving her. Consumed by guilt, Livia prayed to God, promising to perform one hundred tasks for the wealthy heir Cassian in exchange for Owen's life. For five years, Cassian, obsessed with his "love" Charlotte, has watched Livia being humiliated and bleeding for Charlotte. He even asked her to donate her heart. When the truth is revealed – that Livia was the one who saved Cassian – and she prepares to leave, Cassian is shattered by remorse and begins a frantic chase to win her back. But Livia is now focused on helping Owen regain his memories. What choice will she make?

Luna Baxter and Simon Fulmer have been married for five years. One day, she receives a provocative voice message and intimate photos from Simon's first love. They're sent from his phone, too. "I've only been back in the country for half a year, but he took the bait as soon as I laid it. He's prepared blue fireworks for me tonight, but I don't like the color blue. To avoid wastage, you can have them on your wedding anniversary." Luna and Simon's fifth wedding anniversary comes a month later. She looks out the window at the blue fireworks lighting up the sky. Then, her gaze lands on the empty seat across from her. Simon's first love challenges her again. She sends her a photo of them having a candlelight dinner. Luna doesn't cry or kick up a fuss. She silently signs a divorce agreement and asks Simon's secretary to prepare for a wedding. "What are the bride's and groom's names, Mrs. Fulmer?" "Simon Fulmer and Sophie Sutherland." Seven days later, she flies to Naavi to give them her blessings. She throws them a wedding.

Amelia thought she’d keep her biggest secret to herself forever, but she didn’t expect her ex-fiancé Nathan to become the world’s greatest lawyer and come back for her. Amelia knows exactly what Nathan wants, but she can’t give it to him… she only wants him to achieve his dreams while carrying her heart in his chest.
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Sandra Lovell, a corporate slave obsessed with the maiden game, wakes up as Lilith, the villainess who abused four devil butlers and met a deadly end. Holding a whip over the beaten Lyle, she faces Karlos and Mordred’s burning hatred. A system warns: win over your butlers to lower their corruption levels—or die. With Jormund on the brink, the first death plot has begun.

Minnie Lane and her siblings had always relied on each other since they were kids. But an accident tore them apart, separating them for years. Fifteen years later, her younger siblings have each achieved success in their respective careers, while Minnie, tragically, was sold by human traffickers to Victor Zane in a remote village. Now, her younger siblings are determined to set out on a journey to find their eldest sister and bring her home.

The witch told us my older sister would die at sixteen, and her prophecies had never been wrong. From that moment on, my sister became the most important one in the family. The best venison was saved for her. The rare white fox fur was given to her. Every night, our parents told her bedtime stories. I knew she was pitiful, but I still felt hurt and resentful. Then, on the day she turned sixteen, a sharp pain spread through my chest. Afraid I would cause trouble, my parents locked me in the basement. “Mom, please…” I cried, pounding on the door. “I can feel my wolf spirit getting weaker. Let me out…” However, Mom said without hesitation, “No! Today is an important day for your sister. “She only has one day left. Just bear with it…” When I finally closed my eyes and my soul drifted out of my body, I saw the living room filled with warm candlelight. My parents were holding my sister who was alive and well as they cried. Only then did I realize that the witch’s prophecy had never been wrong. The one meant to die was never my sister.