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Sky Fenton and Geoffrey Mooney were childhood sweethearts who promised to marry each other. When they meet again as adults, both have changed their names and don't recognize each other. Yet fate brings them together, leading to a series of amusing encounters. As they fall for each other again, both hesitate due to their childhood promise, not realizing they're actually falling for the very person they promised to marry.

The night before high school graduation, Ethan Luciano pulled me into his bedroom. His hands were rough, his touch demanding, yet my heart overflowed with a decade's worth of unspoken longing. I'd loved Ethan for ten years, and finally, it seemed my silent wishes had come true. Afterwards, as we lay tangled in his sheets, he whispered that he'd marry me after graduation. Once he took over the Luciano family's empire from his father, he'd make me the most cherished woman in the family. I believed him. The next morning, I sat curled up against his bare chest as he casually told my foster brother, Lucas, about us. My cheeks were flushed, and my heart raced, still clinging to the sweetness of the night before. However, then their conversation shifted into Italian. Lucas smirked, leaning back against the doorframe. "Not bad, Young Boss. Your first time, and the school's 'it girl' just threw herself at you. So, how's my little sister taste?" Ethan gave a lazy chuckle. "Looks like an angel, but a freak in the sheets. Who would’ve thought?" The room erupted in low, conspiratorial laughter. Lucas raised a brow. "So, should I call her my little sister or my future sister-in-law?" Ethan’s tone darkened, his arm tightening around my waist for a moment. Then he let out a sigh. "She’s nothing. Just practice," he said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I’m trying to hook up with the cheer captain, Sylvia Dawson, but I don’t want her thinking I’m clueless in bed. Cynthia Saville’s just a warm-up." He paused. "But don’t tell Sylvia. I don’t need her getting all emotional." They didn't know that I’d spent months secretly learning Italian, preparing for the life I thought I’d share with Ethan. I didn't say a word. Later that day, I quietly withdrew my early decision application to Caltech and applied to MIT instead.

Everyone praises Joseph as the model husband and father, until Sherry returns with her son and daughter, shattering his perfect image. When he relentlessly chases her, she declares: the kids are mine, but I don't want you. When he meets two little copies of himself, even he has to face reality. Want to win Sherry back? He's still got a long way to go!

Kayla Jayne works multiple ghostwriting jobs to raise money for her daughter's congenital heart disease treatment. When she finally lands a steady position, she discovers her boss is her ex-boyfriend, Don Blake. Don mistakenly believes she left him years ago for money and uses his wealth to humiliate her. For her daughter's sake,Kayla has no choice but to endure it. She tries to tell Don the truth about their child, but Heidi Presland sabotages her. Later, when Kayla is attacked while working a bartending shift, Don rescues her and their relationship begins to thaw. Heidi kidnaps the child and uses her as leverage, but Don outmaneuvers her and saves their daughter. In the end, Don cuts ties with his mother, proposes to Kayla, and the three of them finally become a complete, happy family.

While they slice me apart, I desperately call my brother, Nathan Slade. He finally picks up as my consciousness starts to slip and answers in an annoyed voice, "What now?" "Nathan, help—" I don't get to finish before he cuts me off. "Can't you ever go a day without drama? Gemma's graduation is at the end of the month. Miss it, and I swear I'll kill you!" Then, he hangs up without a second thought. The agonizing pain swallows me whole, and my eyes close for good, tears still trailing down my cheeks. Well, good news, Nathan… You won't have to kill me because I'm already dead.

Lana is seen by the villagers as a "jinx" because of her uncanny ability to predict the future—but in truth,she's blessed with a rare kind of good fortune.One day, dressed in tattered clothes and gathering wild vegetables, she stumbles upon Yelena Jenkins, the military governor's wife. Later, Yelena takes Lana back to her residence. There, Lana's luck works wonders: flowers bloom in full glory, and an old yellow dog finds new life. But Lana's extraordinary gifts don't stop there…

Lana is seen by the villagers as a "jinx" because of her uncanny ability to predict the future—but in truth,she's blessed with a rare kind of good fortune.One day, dressed in tattered clothes and gathering wild vegetables, she stumbles upon Yelena Jenkins, the military governor's wife. Later, Yelena takes Lana back to her residence. There, Lana's luck works wonders: flowers bloom in full glory, and an old yellow dog finds new life. But Lana's extraordinary gifts don't stop there…

When my mind-link request had been ignored by my parents for the twentieth time, I went to the Werewolf Council, clutching the report on silver dust corrosion in my hand. “Hello. I’d like to renounce my pack identity—effective immediately.” Ten minutes later, my parents burst in, dragging my adoptive younger sister, Elsa, with them, panic written all over their faces. The door burst open with a bang, and my Beta father charged in like a storm. His fangs bared, claws twitching. “You’re nothing but a spoiled brat craving attention! Stop this pathetic act. You’re an embarrassment to a Beta’s name!” My mother, a forensic specialist for the pack, immediately snatched the report from my hand. After a brief glance, she let out a cold sneer. “You faked this report just to get our attention? You’ve been a liar since you were a pup.” Elsa clung to both of them, tears in her eyes as she sobbed, “I’m sorry, Jenifer. It’s my fault for holding the shifting ritual. But please... don’t lie to our parents just to make them feel guilty!” Blood was still pouring from my nose, but I wiped it away calmly and stood tall before the werewolf councilors once more. “I haven’t had a real family for a long time. Please—remove all my personal records from the pack. I just don’t want my funeral—scheduled for three days from now—to be delayed.”

I wheel myself into the birthday celebration that Wales Price has thrown for me. The atmosphere is originally lively, but a brief silence descends when everyone sees me. The guests are there for different purposes, but celebrating my birthday is not one of them. "Is that Mr. Price's crippled fiancée, Joey Hertza?" "Yeah, but the one he really loves is Anna Giovanni. I saw them kissing in a corner earlier." They use their wine glasses to block their mouths as they speak loudly. They think I'm still the crippled deaf I used to be. They don't know that I regained my hearing last week. I can hear every mocking comment they make. Meanwhile, Wales stands there and allows it to happen. He doesn't stop the guests from talking about me. He seems to have forgotten that I only ended up like this while protecting him. I shoved him away when the accident happened and got trapped underneath the car myself. When I was rescued, Wales swore to stay with me and care for me for life. It's only been three short years since then, but he's already changed. I receive a message on my phone. "Ms. Hertza, the lifelike corpse that you've ordered is now complete. Reply to this message with your confirmation, and your death-faking service will be immediately effective. We will send the corpse to your and Mr. Price's wedding in five days." I don't even hesitate as I reply with my confirmation. Enjoy your wedding, Wales.

When my mind-link request had been ignored by my parents for the twentieth time, I went to the Werewolf Council, clutching the report on silver dust corrosion in my hand. “Hello. I’d like to renounce my pack identity—effective immediately.” Ten minutes later, my parents burst in, dragging my adoptive younger sister, Elsa, with them, panic written all over their faces. The door burst open with a bang, and my Beta father charged in like a storm. His fangs bared, claws twitching. “You’re nothing but a spoiled brat craving attention! Stop this pathetic act. You’re an embarrassment to a Beta’s name!” My mother, a forensic specialist for the pack, immediately snatched the report from my hand. After a brief glance, she let out a cold sneer. “You faked this report just to get our attention? You’ve been a liar since you were a pup.” Elsa clung to both of them, tears in her eyes as she sobbed, “I’m sorry, Jenifer. It’s my fault for holding the shifting ritual. But please... don’t lie to our parents just to make them feel guilty!” Blood was still pouring from my nose, but I wiped it away calmly and stood tall before the werewolf councilors once more. “I haven’t had a real family for a long time. Please—remove all my personal records from the pack. I just don’t want my funeral—scheduled for three days from now—to be delayed.”

Lana is seen by the villagers as a "jinx" because of her uncanny ability to predict the future—but in truth,she's blessed with a rare kind of good fortune.One day, dressed in tattered clothes and gathering wild vegetables, she stumbles upon Yelena Jenkins, the military governor's wife. Later, Yelena takes Lana back to her residence. There, Lana's luck works wonders: flowers bloom in full glory, and an old yellow dog finds new life. But Lana's extraordinary gifts don't stop there…

Landy Taylor quit school as a teenager to put her siblings through theirs.She built Reverie Hotel from nothing and runs it quietly, without fanfare. At her father's seventieth birthday, she shows up simply dressed, and her siblings make sure everyone knows what they think of her. What they don't know is that three of the most formidable people in the country are on their way and happen to call her Mom. The reckoning is public and thorough. Later, a chance encounter on a flight with her son's fiancee, who doesn't know who she's insulting, sets up a second one. Landy has never needed to announce herself. She just waits.

Pregnant and betrayed, Dr. Emma was framed, stripped of everything, and pushed from a hospital rooftop by her husband and his mistress, Isabella. Death should’ve been the end… but she wakes four months earlier, on the very day Isabella returned. Now, Emma vows revenge. With Vincent, a genius doctor hiding dangerous secrets, she plots to destroy her enemies. Love, betrayal, and blood collide—and this reborn Emma will stop at nothing… but when the final move comes, no one knows who will survive.

When the Lynch family finally finds Fred after twenty years apart, they expect a meek puppet they can control. They don't realize he's come back from hell as a man bent on revenge. His adopted brother sees him as a rival, his sisters sneer at him as beneath them, and his parents try to chain him with guilt. He only smiles coldly and lays his plans in secret. "I'll reclaim everything bit by bit, beginning with your valued business empire."

She carefully plays every move to support him, making sure he rises to become Dravania's one and only War God. But then,out of nowhere, a young woman walks into his life. Slowly,she starts to notice something—Joel Lowell's eyes grow colder when he looks at her, but when he looks at that woman,there's a spark in his gaze, a kind of passion she's never seen before. That very night,Leona Clark rips up their marriage contract and quietly walks away.

She carefully plays every move to support him, making sure he rises to become Dravania's one and only War God. But then, out of nowhere, a young woman walks into his life. Slowly, she starts to notice something—Joel Lowell's eyes grow colder when he looks at her, but when he looks at that woman, there's a spark in his gaze, a kind of passion she's never seen before. That very night,Leona Clark rips up their marriage contract and quietly walks away.

Emily Porter, an ordinary housewife, finds herself shunned by her mother-in-law for giving birth to a daughter instead of a son. Her husband, Joe Baker, driven by greed for a hefty insurance payout, conspires with his lover to murder Emily. In a calculated move, Joe stages a car accident that leaves Emily in a vegetative state. In a shocking turn of events, he goes as far as to bury his comatose wife alive, only to rush off to marry his mistress moments later. But fate has a twist in store, as Emily awakens, ready to seek justice and reclaim her life.

In 2026 she runs empires. In 1993 she wakes up disfigured, limping, robbed of her dowry, despised by her own son, and thrown out of her home by a husband and his mistress who between them nearly finish the job permanently. The body she inherits belongs to Mya Lane, a woman destroyed by everyone who was supposed to protect her. What they don't account for is who is inside it now. She carries a smartphone from thirty years in the future and the instincts of someone who has outmaneuvered boardrooms full of sharks. The scars heal faster than anyone expects. The money comes next. When her husband, his mistress, her mother-in-law, and her brainwashed son come at her one by one, she meets every single one of them with everything she has.She doesn't leave until every debt is settled and the divorce papers are signed on her terms.