

"You're no daughter of this pack," my mother hissed, her golden eyes flashing in the firelight. "If you can't support your Alpha sister, then get out." I should have seen it coming. In the Ashveil Pack, family means everything—unless you're me. Vera Darkthorne, the disappointment. While my perfect sister Eris got the love, the title, even my mate Cain, I got a mating ceremony where nobody showed up. Not even the man who swore he'd always be mine. That night, I ran. Now I've built a new life in Berlin's underground werewolf syndicate, where strength is the only law that matters. I've learned to fight, to lead, to make wolves twice my size back down with just a look. But when a message comes that Eris's dying, the pack demands my return. "Come home, Vera," my father's voice crackles through the phone. "Your sister needs you." I almost laugh. After everything? But this time, I'm not the weak wolf they left behind. This time, I have fangs of my own. And when wolves hunt you down, you don't run—you rip their throats out first.
![[ENG DUB] A Night He Planned for Years](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Elite lawyer Kylin Taylor walks into a cafe and finds her fiance Zane Walker attending tenderly to his mistress. She doesn't make a scene. That night, she slides a condom into a legal contract and hands it to Zane's closest friend, David Evans, Eryland's most talked-about playboy. "Hotel tonight? It's on me." What begins as cold, surgical revenge becomes something stranger: she uses David to deliver Zane a humiliation; David plays along with every sign of enjoying himself.But as the game deepens, he drops the act entirely and and starts betting everything he has on her instead of the thrill. Kylin realizes, with a jolt, that she never had control of this board to begin with. Someone laid these pieces into position ten years ago, and it wasn't her.

Elite lawyer Kylin Taylor walks into a cafe and finds her fiance Zane Walker attending tenderly to his mistress. She doesn't make a scene. That night, she slides a condom into a legal contract and hands it to Zane's closest friend, David Evans, Eryland's most talked-about playboy. "Hotel tonight? It's on me." What begins as cold, surgical revenge becomes something stranger: she uses David to deliver Zane a humiliation; David plays along with every sign of enjoying himself.But as the game deepens, he drops the act entirely and and starts betting everything he has on her instead of the thrill. Kylin realizes, with a jolt, that she never had control of this board to begin with. Someone laid these pieces into position ten years ago, and it wasn't her.

On a stormy night at eighteen, a young man lit up a girl's darkness, leaving a dazzling memory she would never forget. After ten years of love, she lost the ability to have children while saving his life, making him her only anchor. But over time, he strayed to other women and even fathered a child. When she was diagnosed with a terminal illness and given only a month to live, her heart broke beyond repair, and she finally left in despair. Only after losing his true love did he awaken to his mistakes—but can he ever earn redemption?

A North Korean spy wakes up inside a 1985 K-drama as the family’s notorious evil stepmother. Armed with a mysterious system and knowledge of the story’s tragic ending, she must raise three children who hate her, rewrite her fate, and survive a life she was never meant to live.
![[ENG DUB] The Mist Between Our Graves](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
On her birthday, Elena Swift accidentally found out that her husband was not crippled, but actually from a wealthy family, and he was welcoming another girl back to the country. The explanation he gave Elana was that he wanted to test if she was a gold-digger. While Ethan was waiting for Elena to come back, she was already planning to divorce him. Meanwhile, Clarence Fowler, the richest man in the country, requested her to marry him, because she happened to be able to ease his pain from touch starvation.

On her birthday, Elena Swift accidentally found out that her husband was not crippled, but actually from a wealthy family, and he was welcoming another girl back to the country. The explanation he gave Elana was that he wanted to test if she was a gold-digger. While Ethan was waiting for Elena to come back, she was already planning to divorce him. Meanwhile, Clarence Fowler, the richest man in the country, requested her to marry him, because she happened to be able to ease his pain from touch starvation.

Fiona Smith hides her true power behind a small fish stall, hoping to give her daughter Sherry a quiet life. But when Sherry becomes the target of Lily Howard, the heiress of a wealthy family, the harassment spirals out of control and nearly destroys her.At Sherry's breaking point, Fiona finally reveals who she really is. One phone call is enough to turn the tables, leaving Lily's father Yosef in fear as the truth comes to light.

The Smith family welcomed a pair of twins, and an expert claimed one a lucky star and the other a curse. He predicted that the lucky twin would become the top scholar in eighteen years. Their grandmother, valuing boys over girls, was certain that the elder brother, Joel Smith, was the fortunate one and tried to kill his sister. A kind maid, Ivy Lake, saved Zoe Smith, who was then raised as a servant in her own home. Years later, both siblings make three wishes, and soon, the Smith family becomes the richest in Halton. Their faith in Joel deepens, and Zoe suffers even harsher treatment—until the scholar's plaque arrives. To everyone's shock, the so-called cursed girl, Zoe Smith, is actually the real top scholar!

It was on our wedding night when my husband stole my heartblood to save his childhood sweetheart. His lips were on my forehead as his dagger carved my chest open. "Good girl. This is the last time, I promise," he breathed bewitchingly, his scalding tears dripping on my skin. "Once she's better, let's consummate our marriage." That was what he said, but I had heard it countless times before. In my despair, I used my last ounce of strength to tug on his sleeve. He urgently drained my blood to save another woman, not even looking my way as he did. What he didn't know was that it was my last drop of heartblood. And I was going to die.