

Rosia Vear, a modern party girl who enjoys clubbing and flirting with handsome men, has an accident and transmigrates into a fantasy female-dominated world. She awakens as a dying non-kin princess who has four beautiful male consorts. With her life counter at zero, she discovers she can extend her lifespan by successfully conquering the hearts of her four male consorts. As a modern woman experienced with men, she believes this will be easy. However, she soon realizes that her consorts aren't the simple, submissive beautiful men they appear to be...

I was the biological daughter of the Moretti family, stolen and deliberately switched at birth. When they finally brought me home, everyone believed I had come for their money and power. No one said it more often than Bianca, the daughter they had raised in my place. She said poor people knew better than anyone how to look helpless, and how to trick the rich out of everything they owned. For three years, I tried to prove her wrong. I kept the surname Vale. I stayed away from Moretti Holdings. I refused every expensive gift they offered me. Then my father announced that the family was facing a liquidity crisis. Several core accounts had been frozen, and three of their transport routes had been shut down at once. I believed him. I signed an emergency cash-sale agreement for the house my adoptive mother had left me and rushed to the hotel with confirmation that eight hundred thousand dollars was waiting in escrow. Only then did I learn that there was no crisis. It had been a test. Bianca swirled the wine in her glass and smiled at the room. “She offered eight hundred thousand because she thinks she can use it to buy the entire Moretti family.” My parents did not contradict her. My father even asked whether I had known all along that the family could never truly fall. In that moment, I finally understood. No matter how much I gave, they would call it calculation. So I revoked the transfer authorization. I gave up the Moretti name, and then I gave up on them.

A broken ballerina, imprisoned for three years in place of her husband's mistress, returns as a faceless substitute on stage—only to shatter her legs and her marriage in one final dance, rising from the ashes as a true queen with the man who truly sees her.

Antonio Rivera finally finds out that I haven't asked him for money in a week. For once, he sends me a text message to compliment me. "Darling, you've finally learned how to become a good Donna. I've had my men deliver this week's worth of miracle drugs to your mother's ward. As long as you remain docile and don't be greedy, I'll give you anything you want." What he doesn't know is that I'm printing out a divorce agreement when I receive his message while wearing an old dress from three years ago. No one will believe that I, the Donna of the Rivera family, have to ask Antonio's Consigliere, Elena Gallo, for money even when I need to buy myself some tampons. Hell, I have to apply for a leave request three days in advance if I wish to leave my home. Antonio keeps telling me that he's doing this to protect me. "It's too dangerous outside, sweetheart. All you have to do is stay at home like a good girl you are." But one week ago, Mom's illness took a turn for the worse. I begged Elena to skip the request and let me out of the villa. Elena, however, dragged out my request for seven long days. Only when Mom died did she finally permit me to leave. Miracle drugs? My mom is already dead. I'm no longer tolerating anyone or anything anymore.

Billion‑tech tycoon Kyle Thorn hides his true identity to live as an ordinary man, doting on his fiancée Stella Miller whole‑heartedly for five long years.Little does he know he has fallen into a cruel trap: his fiancée conspires with another man on a surrogacy‑and‑marriage scam, and her whole family uses him as a ladder for social climbing. The gentle Kyle turns ruthless. The truth blows up on their wedding day.Revealing his immense power and backed by his confidante Kiana Windsor with irrefutable evidence, he wages a cold‑blooded revenge against all the traitors. Everyone who plotted against him will reap exactly what they sowed.

Thomas Powers loses a bet and starts dating Winnie Nelson, a working-class woman, pretending to be a poor young man dying of cancer. Winnie believes him completely. Even while pregnant, she works grueling jobs and even donates her bone marrow to raise money for his “surgery”. Devastated by the deception, Winnie gets into a car accident. Thomas believes Winnie is dead and is consumed by pain and guilt. But Winnie survives and gives birth to their daughter, Bailey Nelson, raising her alone. Five years later, Thomas discovers Bailey’s existence and resolves to make amends for his wrongs.

The Goddess of Wealth, Ann Lowe, is reincarnated as Eva Shaw’s unborn daughter, whom she is carrying in her womb. Ann soon learns that the powerful Lowe family and her father, Cory Lowe, plan to cast Eva aside because she is carrying a daughter. From within the womb, Ann guides Eva to build a fortune in stocks and shine at auctions. Mother and daughter join forces to defeat her biased father and rise to become the world’s top billionaires.

Three years ago, an earthquake struck. Lydia's husband and son died saving everyone in their building. Their neighbor Eleanor gradually forgot their sacrifice in the years that followed. For three years, Lydia has quietly honored her loved ones' memory, while Eleanor has come to see Lydia as a symbol of bad luck. Now Eleanor's son Marcus is about to hold his wedding. Lydia decides to make everyone understand in her own striking way that honoring the departed is honoring life itself, and that remembering an act of kindness keeps warmth alive in people's hearts.

Five years ago, Mira Jade's life crumbled when a devious couple plotted against her, resulting in the loss of everything she held dear. In a twist of fate, she found herself endowed with the safeguard of a Superstar System.Now, half a decade later, Mira returns in a blaze of splendor. Determined and resolute, she sets out on a path of vengeance, making it clear that she will settle scores with those who orchestrated her downfall.

The night I lost the promotion I had worked for years to earn, I sent my boyfriend, Arthur, a text message. [I'm a little tired today, but the hot dog at the corner actually tastes pretty good.] My screen stayed dark. Half an hour later, I couldn't stop myself from typing again: [Are you busy? I just want to hear your voice.] A reply finally lit up my screen: [Are you trying to guilt me into sending you money?] I stared at the text, frozen. When Arthur had first started his company, his mother had drained every account and disappeared with all the funds, leaving him with billions in debt overnight. After that, he hated one thing above all else. Women who loved him for his money. For seven years, I had done everything I could to prove I wasn't one of them. We went Dutch on meals, I returned his gifts, and the results of every corporate project I handled were laid out in the open for anyone to scrutinize. And now, as I mindlessly scrolled through social media, I saw a selfie posted by Jessica, the intern who had just stolen my promotion. She was wearing a plunging V-neck gown, pinned with a pigeon-blood ruby brooch. The caption read: [Thank you to Mr. Whitmore for the congratulations. I look forward to learning from you in the future.] That brooch was a top-tier custom piece. I'd seen it in a catalog from an auction house. Tears blurred my screen into a messy haze. I suddenly understood. The innocence I'd spent seven years proving was worth less to him than the hot dog I'd just choked down. Since that was the case, I dialed a number I hadn't called in a very long time. "Papa, I want to come home. I'm ready to be the heiress."