

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.

Once a ballet queen, Talia lost everything to bone cancer. She wakes up in a parallel world, trapped in the body of another Talia—a notorious wife who abandoned ballet and nearly destroyed her marriage. Given a second chance, the reborn Talia vows to reclaim the stage and rewrite her destiny. The husband who was ready to leave is now falling—hard and fast—for the woman she’s becoming.

Menard Group's heiress Nerissa gave up everything for love. After her boyfriend Brian Shaffer lost his hearing and speech in a car accident, she walked out on her wealthy family, faked being mute, and spent three years by his side. But once he regained his voice, he turned his back on her. Ashamed of his past and the "mute" girlfriend who stood by him, Brian drifted into the arms of another. Betrayed and heartbroken, Nerissa finally walked away. She was reclaiming her life, her name, and her future. With Michael Yeager by her side, she was done being silent. It was her time to speak, love, and rise.

Arion Black was prophesied at birth as the "Anti-Magic Vessel"—the final piece to the Demon Lord's conquest. His parents died sealing the Demon Lord and entrusted him to Headmaster White, who abandoned eight-year-old Arion in the slums out of jealousy. Ten years later, the Queen summons all noble heirs back to the Academy. Arion returns, scorned by all—but nobody knows the seal on his power is crumbling. Anti-magic is awakening. And the Demon Lord's prison is cracking open.
![[ENG DUB] Sorry, I Don't Do Tragic Endings Anymore](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Zoey Shaw wakes up inside a novel as the infamous villainess doomed to a tragic end.Refusing to follow the same path, she decides to rewrite her fate—no self-destruction, no foolish choices, just survival and a new beginning. When a shameless ex and a scheming rival show up to cause trouble, she’s ready. This time, she protects her husband, claims her happiness, and crushes every plot against her. She clears her family’s name and rises from ruin to glory.

Amber, a genius Ivy League student, is drugged and sold into a black-market trap by her abusive family. After a night of uncontrollable passion inside a thunderstorm Maybach, she realizes her Ivy League degree won't rewrite her destiny—but Ethan Blackwood, the billionaire king of New York, can. Refusing to accept a humiliating $500,000 buyout check, Amber tears up her top-tier diploma,Society's hypocrisy, and marches straight into Blackwood Manor with a duffel bag of cash—demanding to be hired as Ethan's personal maid. Inside this opulent cage, she wields her lethal intellect as a chess master, dismantling rival conspiracies, manipulating family coups, and reverse-taming two dangerous Alpha men. She forces Ethan, the tyrannical billionaire, to kneel before her and surrender his empire, while turning Tyler, the deadly executive assistant, into a obsessively loyal hound who commits murder in the name of love. On the day of their lavish, televised ""Black Wedding"", as the vows are about to be sealed, Tyler—covered in blood and holding a withered black rose—shatters the church doors to unveil their dirty secrets to the world. Surrounded by flashing cameras and two obsessively devoted men waiting for her command, Empress Amber holds out her hand for the ultimate, deadly choice...

The doctor told me I had 72 hours left, unless I got access to the newest experimental treatment. However, there was only one slot available, and my husband Bowen Liddell gave it to my sister Yvonne Lawson instead. "Her kidney failure is more critical," he said. I nodded and swallowed the white pills that would only speed up my death. In the time I had left, I got a lot done. The lawyer's hand trembled as he passed me the documents. "Are you sure you want to transfer the two billion dollars in shares?" I replied, "Yes. Give them to Yvonne." My daughter, Candice Liddell, was giggling in Yvonne's arms. "Mommy Yvonne bought me a new dress!" I said, "It looks beautiful. Make sure you always listen to Mommy Yvonne, okay?" The art gallery I built from the ground up now had Yvonne's name on the sign. "You're too kind, Kathy," she said, crying. I told her, "You'll run it even better than I ever did." I even signed all my parents' trust fund away. That was when Bowen finally gave me his first genuine smile in years. "Kathleen, you've changed. You're not so aggressive anymore... You're beautiful like this." Indeed. This dying version of me finally became the 'perfect Kathleen Sullivan' in their eyes—obedient, generous, and no longer argumentative. The 72-hour countdown had already begun, and I couldn't help but wonder what they would remember when my heart stopped for good. The good wife who 'finally learned to let go', or the woman who completed her revenge by dying?

"In her previous life, Eleanor Black married Gavin Whitmore, a promising military officer. They could have had a happy life, but everything changed after his elder brother died unexpectedly and his widowed sister-in-law Natalie was brought home. Her mother-in-law proposed that Gavin take both women as wives, which Eleanor firmly opposed. Later, Eleanor was framed for embezzling a huge amount of company funds and spent fifteen years in prison unjustly. After her release, she was diagnosed with infertility and could only adopt children. Under Gavin’s “affectionate” companionship, Eleanor spent the rest of her life working like a mere tool for the family. It was not until Christmas of the year she retired that Eleanor learned the whole truth: all her misfortunes had been carefully designed scams by Gavin and Natalie. On that snowy night, Eleanor was thrown out of the house and froze to death on the cold street. When she opened her eyes again, Eleanor had returned to the moment the nightmare began. This time, she was determined to rewrite her fate with her own hands. She secretly applied to join the nation’s top scientific research program, preparing to disappear completely seven days later. However, Gavin still wanted to control Eleanor’s life and even tried to make her take the blame for him. On the eve of her escape, Eleanor was thrown into the stable by her vicious mother-in-law. At the critical moment, she was rescued by Noah Baker. From then on, Eleanor Black no longer existed in this world; there was only “Academician Eleanor Becker,” who devoted her life to the country’s cutting-edge science and technology. When Eleanor returned home in glory, Gavin, released from prison, appeared again and tried to drag her into hell. But this time, he was facing an Eleanor who was far beyond his reach."

Zoey Shaw wakes up inside a novel as the infamous villainess doomed to a tragic end.Refusing to follow the same path, she decides to rewrite her fate—no self-destruction, no foolish choices, just survival and a new beginning. When a shameless ex and a scheming rival show up to cause trouble, she’s ready. This time, she protects her husband, claims her happiness, and crushes every plot against her. She clears her family’s name and rises from ruin to glory.

To defuse the bomb strapped to the hostage, I had no choice—I cut off all her clothes. My clueless new wife, Dana Poole, blasted it online. She cried as she faced me. "Why not at least leave her underwear on? You were saving her, I get it—but did you have to take everything? Doesn't a girl's dignity matter? With cameras everywhere, how is she supposed to live after this? You couldn't even cover her up?" The backlash exploded. The unit benched me to calm things down. So I stopped caring. I followed procedure, no improvising, no extra effort. Then one day, at the busiest mall in the city, Dana's mom got strapped into a brand-new linked bomb. This time, the whole unit panicked.