

Someone @'d me on Nextdoor. "Hey, penthouse girl. You're single. What do you need a whole rooftop garden for? My husband's throwing a party. We'll be needing it starting tomorrow." "Don't worry, we'll give you two hundred bucks a month for upkeep. You'll make a couple hundred for doing jack shit. You should be thrilled." I stared at the screen. It was a joke. I was Don Ricci's heir, groomed to run the South Side. But I traded that life for a paintbrush. This apartment was my sanctuary, my quiet place. That rooftop garden wasn't some building perk. It was mine. I'd paid half a million cash for the deed when I bought the place. I turned it into my sunroom studio. And now someone thinks they can have it for two hundred bucks a month? I replied with two words: "Dream on." I didn't expect the building manager and two security guards at my door the next day. Someone had filed a complaint about me "misusing community resources." And now, for the sake of "neighborly harmony," they were demanding my keys. Fine. They wanted to throw civility out the window? They were about to learn what real power felt like.

Novice nun Carlyle hides her secret wild night with Duke Lucian Hall five years ago while raising their silver-wolf-eared son, Damon, in secret. When Damon accidentally smashes the Imperial Sacred Stone and faces a staggering 2,000-gold-coin fine, Carlyle disguises herself as a male manservant, "Avery," to win the Duke's lucrative position. Impressed by her agile skills and maternal instincts, the ruthless Duke hires her, only to mistakenly believe she prefers men after hearing a misunderstanding about a "second dad"! As the Duke's grandmother secretly tests Damon's wolf-bloodline, the sinister rival Barton collaborates with the jealous Princess Chloe, releasing a lethal, forbidden demonic hound in the dark corridor! With her armor shattered and her female disguise ripping apart, young Damon bravely steps in front of the beast's deadly jaws to shield his mother. As Duke Lucian senses the demonic threat from the grandstand, a deadly encounter, dramatic secret exposure, and high-stakes rescue officially explode.

Upon transmigrating into a novel, Lena Dale finds herself inhabiting the body of a minor character. This character’s husband, Nathan Morgan, is exiled with his family the day after their wedding. When the Emperor summons Nathan to the palace, Lena uses her supernatural storage space to prepare an antidote for him in advance and secretly stocks up on valuable resources from the national treasury, her family home, and Northhold Manor.

"I was the daughter no one wanted. Then the Dark Blood Duke claimed me in front of the entire court. Edwin declared I was his fated bloodbound mate — the one his ancient blood had longed for across centuries — and carried me away to his castle deep in the Eternal Forest. He filled a night garden with roses that bloomed only under the blood moon and gave me a wedding that made every woman in the kingdom envy me. For the first time in my life, I believed I was chosen. Loved. Safe. Seven months pregnant with his heir, I attended my father’s birthday feast. That night silver fire erupted. My father and brother only screamed for Kelsey. They dragged her to safety while I choked on smoke and called their names until my voice broke. Edwin was the one who carried me out of the flames. In the Blood Healing Tower I finally overheard the truth they never meant for me to hear. Kelsey was not dying. She had faked the blood core degeneration all along. And the childhood savior Edwin had worshipped for centuries… the one whose piano melody still lived in his blood… had never been her. It had always been me."

Elrowen, last heir of House Veral, is betrayed by the Thorne family and sacrificed to Ancient Dragon Peak. Her blood awakens Chirion, a purple-crystal ancient dragon. Bound by a soul contract, she returns to reclaim her family's honor. Their bond deepens through sacrifice and shared magic. Together they expose the Grand Elder, defeat traitors Cedric and Seraphina, crush the Red Scale rebellion, and stop the Abyss Priest. After many trials, Elrowen and Chirion marry and rebuild Violet Manor, guarding the continent forever.

Layla Moore, formerly the second-in-command at Seradel Palace, moved to Redville with her daughter, Clara Moore. Six months ago, Clara married Harry Chase, who has subjected her to abuse and violence. Not only is Harry a poor husband, but he also conspires with a bandit named Michael Kane for personal gain. As word of their schemes spreads, Layla returns to Seradel, reclaiming her throne as queen to save her daughter and thwart Michael's conspiracy once and for all.

For three years, he hunted his wife and daughter’s killers—only to find them alive, playing happy family with his own brother! His entire family knew the truth, while false leads left him battered and scarred. They stole his family, claimed his glory, and demanded his blessing. Now the Ashen Knight returns with the truth. They beg for forgiveness. He’s here to make them pay.

Minutes before his retirement, Don Carmine Monti halts the ceremony when thugs humiliate his right-hand man and target his pregnant wife. Reclaiming his iron grip, Carmine feigns his own death to bait the shadows—rising from the coffin to make every traitor pay in blood.

The Yules, known as the richest family in the nation, intend to pick out their future daughter-in-law hailing from rural villages with "very slender" being their only criterion. The truth is, they intend to use the life energy of pregnant women to extend their sickly heir, Jude Yule's life. So far, countless women have been sacrificed for Jude's sake. Rose Dane's older sister is one of them. In order to investigate the truth, Rose starves herself to fit the criterion so that

On my son Luca’s seventh birthday, the Vitale estate came under attack. While bullets tore through our home, I shielded him alone—because his father, Dante, the Don of the Vitale family, was once again with his widowed sister-in-law Lucia and her son. After ten years of broken promises, canceled weddings, and always coming second, Luca’s terrified wish finally shattered what was left of my heart: he didn’t want his father to come home anymore. So I made my decision. In seven days, I would take Luca to Sicily—and this time, we would never return. But just as I packed our bags and hid the tickets, Dante walked in.