

Facing her husband's deadly scheme, heiress Wendy Snow chooses Jesse Turner, a mysterious and formidable bodyguard.While others think he is just a hired guard, the truth is far more dangerous. It is a game of bait and strategy, where every move is a risk. When the truth is revealed, his real identity shocks the world as he helps her rise again.

Natalie had it all—engaged to football star Karl and carrying his child—until tragedy struck. Her brother caused Karl's sister's death, and Karl's injuries ended his career. Yet, she vanished for seven years. Now, Karl sees her with a "husband" and "daughter," seemingly happy. But he won't let her go.

Daniel is the invisible, bullied equipment assistant for the ice hockey team, a pitiful bottom who only gets attention and care when he becomes a sexy cam boy late at night. He has no idea that his most hated bully, the school's top alpha who despises gays, is the same person who showers him with money every night as his biggest fan. This is a story of enemies turned lovers, where a straight jock is bent out of shape by the boy he swore to hate.

For five years, Diana quietly supported her husband Nathan’s career, paying their bills and secretly fixing every mistake made by his favored employee, Zoey. But Nathan took Diana for granted, giving Zoey her credit, her money, and even the honeymoon Diana had waited five years for. Finally heartbroken, Diana walks away—quitting the company, cutting off his financial support, and filing for divorce. Only when his company begins to collapse does Nathan realize the wife he pushed aside was the one holding everything together. Now Diana is building a new life, while Nathan is forced to face the price of losing her.

Fifteen years ago, Serafina, princess of the White Dragon Clan, tore apart her own dragon crystal to save three dying alien youths — Kael of the Wolf Clan, Dorian of the Mermaid Clan, and Soren of the Vampire Clan. She lost three-quarters of her power in exchange for their vow of "eternal, unwavering" marriage. Fifteen years later, on the night of her father's funeral, she walked in on her three fiancés cheating with her stepmother Lilith, a rabbit clanswoman, right beside the mourning hall. With her heart turned to ash, Serafina tore up the tri-clan contract on the spot and declared all their betrothals null and void. The three men, who had risen to power on the strength of her power, instantly felt the backlash of the dragon crystal shards within them — their strength was crumbling. By the time they fell to their knees begging for mercy, Serafina had already set out on the path to recover her complete dragon crystal and reclaim the supreme throne of the Dragon Clan. Meanwhile, a mysterious man who had never owed her anything, yet was willing to burn himself to nothing for her, was stepping out from the shadows. .. The three ' desperate "chasing wife after cremation" arc has only just begun to ignite.

Isabella had been in love with Nate, the heir to a Mafia family, for three years. Every night, she had to cling to him and be intimate with him before she could fall asleep. One day, however, a stream of translucent bullet-screen comments suddenly floated before her eyes—comments saying that Nate actually detested her touch, that his true love, Alyssa, was about to appear, and that Isabella would be cruelly abandoned. Half-believing and half-doubting, Isabella could not help but notice the details: Nate never initiated intimacy, accepted the plush rabbit Alyssa gave him without hesitation, and even said, "Maybe we should just break up." Heartbroken and disillusioned, she went to pick up the engagement ring she had secretly commissioned, intending to leave for good. But Nate chased after her in the rain, brought her home, and questioned her fiercely. In the end, to her astonishment, he knelt on the bed and proposed to her. The next day, they were invited to a wedding—the bride was none other than Alyssa. It turned out that Alyssa had had a childhood sweetheart all along, and the comments had been lies from beginning to end. Once the misunderstanding was cleared up, Isabella finally understood: Nate's love had never been absent; it had simply been hidden too deeply.

As the most powerful man in Rivton City, Barlow Sapir hated the most when women threw themselves at him. However, the first time he met Elvira Ann, the latter solemnly declared, "I'm not interested in you, Barlow Sapir." The second time, she swore to God, "I won't sleep with you." Then there was the third time… the fourth time… But little did Elvira know, Barlow Sapir desired nothing more than her love. The more she tried to get rid of him, the more he yearned for her. What could she do?

Late one night, a thread blew up and hit the front page of a famous forum deep in New York’s underworld. The original poster had dug up an old prompt: “Name three words that sum up your youth.” Then an account that’d been dormant for years popped up in the replies. Its avatar was a backlit silhouette of a girl in a white dress, username: Seraphina. That was Seraphina Rossi. The Rossi family heiress, the undisputed it girl of New York’s underworld. She typed: Vibrant. Passionate. And Rico Valentino. All hell broke loose in the thread. The wild Valentino’s heir and the breathtaking Rossi heiress had once loved each other hard, only for it all to end in bitter regret. Nearly everyone in New York’s underworld had watched that heartbreak play out. Including me. I turned my head, staring at the man sleeping beside me. This was the man next to me: the once reckless kid who’d ruled the streets of Queens with his bare fists, now the Don of the Valention family. Poised. Unshakable. And he didn’t love me. I’d always known Rico still kept in touch with Seraphina. That he’d met her in secret, more than once. That’s why he’d refused to make our marriage public. His excuse was always the same: “Keeping your identity off the grid keeps our enemies from targeting you.” But I knew I was the one standing between Rico and the woman he’d never stopped loving. If all three of us were just going to keep hurting like this? I’d rather walk away. Let them have each other. I’d made up my mind. I was divorcing Rico.

I’d just bonded with my mate, Alpha Damien, when he brought home an orphan to repay a “life debt.” From that day on, I came second to the girl, Lila. Always. Lila framed me, claiming I forced her to lose control of her wolf. For that, Damien locked me in the silver cells for three days and three nights. "The silver will teach you how to be a tolerant Luna!" Silver poisoning is torture. My wolf withered. I begged for mercy, drowning in agony. Lila just snuggled up to him, her voice dripping with fake concern. "Serena is your mate, after all. When she's in pain, you're in pain. It hurts me to see you suffer." Later, to make Lila happy, Damien publicly gave my seat on the Pack Council to her—a girl who knew nothing. This time, I said nothing. I just severed our mate bond. Days later, while he was writhing in the agony of our broken bond, he finally heard the news. I had joined the royal’s elite unit, The Talons. And I was never coming back. He shattered.