

Every April Fools' Day, my boyfriend joined his childhood friend in the same cruel prank, pretending to propose to me. Last year, I slipped the ring onto my finger, my heart full of hope. Suddenly, the mechanism snapped tight. Pain shot through my hand, and I cried out. He apologized afterward and promised that, this year, the proposal would be real. As such, I arrived carefully dressed, believing him. Instead, I was met with a face full of cake. He reached out gently, wiping the cream from my face as if it were nothing more than a harmless joke. However, this time, I took a step back. After six disappointments, I chose to walk away. So why was it that, in the end, he was the one consumed by regret?

Lila needs money to save an orphanage, while William is a billionaire who hates gold-diggers. Though they suddenly become married, William decides to hide his riches thinking that Lila could just be after his money. As time passes, William falls deeply in love with Lila… problem is, she hates liars more than anyone else.

.Every April Fools' Day, my boyfriend joined his childhood friend in the same cruel prank, pretending to propose to me. Last year, I slipped the ring onto my finger, my heart full of hope. Suddenly, the mechanism snapped tight. Pain shot through my hand, and I cried out. He apologized afterward and promised that, this year, the proposal would be real. As such, I arrived carefully dressed, believing him. Instead, I was met with a face full of cake. He reached out gently, wiping the cream from my face as if it were nothing more than a harmless joke. However, this time, I took a step back. After six disappointments, I chose to walk away. So why was it that, in the end, he was the one consumed by regret?

.Every April Fools' Day, my boyfriend joined his childhood friend in the same cruel prank, pretending to propose to me. Last year, I slipped the ring onto my finger, my heart full of hope. Suddenly, the mechanism snapped tight. Pain shot through my hand, and I cried out. He apologized afterward and promised that, this year, the proposal would be real. As such, I arrived carefully dressed, believing him. Instead, I was met with a face full of cake. He reached out gently, wiping the cream from my face as if it were nothing more than a harmless joke. However, this time, I took a step back. After six disappointments, I chose to walk away. So why was it that, in the end, he was the one consumed by regret?

Shaw Group executive Elliot Lowe is pushed down by his father-in-law, humiliated by his wife's sisters, and thrown out like an outsider. Heartbroken, he quits and takes the company's core resources with him, driving Shaw Group the edge of collapse. When the Shaw family comes crawling with pleas and threats, he shuts them down one by one, sues the ones trying to extort him, and watches the family fall apart. On his deathbed, Liam Shaw regrets everything and leaves Elliot the family estate, and Elliot takes over to rebuild it. In a marriage of convenience with charity liaison Joy Jensen, he discovers she's actually an undercover enemy, but she switches sides at the last moment. After betrayal and redemption on both sides, they start over on one simple promise not to leave each other.

Evelyn Summers is a formidable, self-made businesswoman who spent a decade building both her empire and her marriage alongside her husband, Aaron Quinn. From a modest street food stall to a publicly listed corporation, they rose together, and Evelyn took pride in what she believed was an unbreakable partnership founded on love and trust.That illusion shatters when she uncovers a devastating truth. Aaron had orchestrated a car accident that caused Evelyn to lose their child at eight months pregnant, leaving her unable to conceive again. Even more cruelly, he had been carrying on a secret affair with her younger sister, Natalie Summers. The life Evelyn cherished, her marriage, her family, her past, was nothing more than a web of lies carefully spun around her.Refusing to be broken, Evelyn fights back. She removes Aaron from his position as chairman and casts him out with nothing to his name. As the truth comes to light, Aaron spirals into madness and is confined to a psychiatric institution, while Natalie, the true mastermind behind the deadly plot, is brought to justice and sent to prison.Rising from the wreckage of betrayal and loss, Evelyn reclaims her power, her future, and her crown, proving that a queen is not destroyed by ruins, but crowned upon them.

Three years later, when they reunited, Donna's first words to Henry were: "Mr. Ferrell, let's have a fake marriage."Having been deceived out of her fortune by the boyfriend she had supported for years, Donna finally realized the price she had paid. Well, if that's the case, she'd just switch to a different man.At the civil affairs office, Henry grabbed her arm tightly: "I never said I wouldn't agree."

To earn enough for tuition, Elliot enters a couples' esports tournament and is forced to team up with the mysterious ace PhoenixKnight as a fake couple. Little does he know that this flirtatious partner, with whom sparks keep flying in the game world, is actually the scheming teaching assistant he can't stand in real life. Falling hard in the game, clashing fiercely in reality—their feelings gradually heat up across the line between virtual and real, until the truth is finally revealed. Only on the night of the championship does this tangled romance, which has spilled from the game into real life, find its true answer.

Anya Beaufort, the second daughter of the prestigious Beaufort family, had been treated as a substitute for her elder sister Carlyle—who drowned in the Seine twenty years ago—since the day she was born. Trapped in red ballet dresses and endless imitation, she was forced to live a life that was never her own. At eighteen, Anya won the gold medal at the Paris International Ballet Competition on her own merit, only to have her recommendation letter torn up by her mother and be shipped off to a second-rate theater in Corsica. After being falsely accused of doping, whipped, and locked in isolation, the only thing that kept her going was a modern dance manuscript and a sky-blue dress gifted by her cousin Rayan. But her mother, in a fit of madness, burned them both to ashes. In utter despair, Anya tied the scorched blue skirt around her waist, danced her final Swan atop the Gothic clock tower of the family château, and leaped to her death. After she died, her soul broke free from her body. She watched coldly as her aunt Grace and cousin Rayan screamed at her parents, exposing their heartless cruelty. When the police footage arrived—showing Anya's broken body lying in a pool of blood—the Beauforts' self-deceived, fragile peace was shattered completely. The long-overdue remorse had finally begun.

I had a perception disorder that messed with how I saw and felt stuff. So when I got dropped into a horror game, everyone else freaked out trying to survive— Me? I thought I was in a dating sim. I raised a young fae like she was my kid, fell for the vampire count, and treated the undead like my in-laws. The first time I saw the vampire—face torn up, soaked in blood—I straight-up blushed. "You're really handsome." He froze. Then, low and uncertain: "Am I... really handsome?"