
![[ENG DUB] Fortune's Sweetest Match](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Famous dancer Tessa Jorrel time travels to the 1980s, becoming a pregnant woman despised by all. The original Tessa of the 80s had tricked Colonel Shaun Lorne into marriage. After Tessa's arrival in this new time and body, she gradually wins over her sisters-in-law with modern cooking and sincere kindness, entertains the military compound with storytelling skills, impresses her mother-in-law with dancing skills, and outsmarts Yelena Vance's schemes. Shaun, cold and disciplined in public but gentle at home, falls for Tessa. Before she realizes it, Tessa is completely in love with him.
![[ENG DUB] A Match Fate Got Right](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Ian Warren, the wealthiest man in Granton, was once gravely ill as a child. While recovering in the countryside, he met a young girl named Alice Clare.Encouraged by her, he successfully underwent surgery. On the day they agreed to meet, Alice suddenly disappeared. Ian spent years searching for her.Eighteen years later, upon reuniting, he quickly found an excuse to marry her in a flash wedding. Fearing she might leave, he treated her with utmost devotion. Only later did he realize that Alice had willingly entered his trap—this long-planned love had been mutual from the start. In the end, they met at their peaks and found their happily ever after.

Amy Dole finds herself in the operating theatre, pressured by her boyfriend to undergo an abortion. Promising a fresh start afterwards, he leaves her feeling cornered. In a desperate moment, Amy flees towards the window and leaps out, only to unexpectedly encounter her child's biological father. And that marks the start of a romantic tale brimming with love and animosity.

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.

Three years ago, I drugged the mafia heir, Vincent. After that one wild night, he didn’t kill me. Instead, he fucked me until my legs went weak, gripping my waist and whispering the same word over and over: “Principessa.” Just as I was about to propose, his first love, Isabella, returned. To keep her happy, Vincent let a car hit me, had my mother’s heirlooms thrown to stray dogs, and sent me to prison… But when I was finally broken, flying to Boston to marry someone else, Vincent tore New York City apart to find me.

Three years ago, I drugged the mafia heir, Vincent. After that one wild night, he didn’t kill me. Instead, he fucked me until my legs went weak, gripping my waist and whispering the same word over and over: “Principessa.” Just as I was about to propose, his first love, Isabella, returned. To keep her happy, Vincent let a car hit me, had my mother’s heirlooms thrown to stray dogs, and sent me to prison… But when I was finally broken, flying to Boston to marry someone else, Vincent tore New York City apart to find me.

Renee Rainsdorf had been with her lawyer boyfriend Owen Tadd for five years. He canceled their wedding fifty-two times—always for the same reason: his intern, Vanessa. The first time, he left Renee waiting alone on the beach all day. The second, he bolted mid-ceremony. After that, every wedding attempt was derailed by yet another "emergency" involving Vanessa. On the fifty-second try, Owen abandoned Renee yet again—this time for Vanessa's sprained ankle. That was the breaking point. Renee finally walked away, packed up, and left Ainsley for good. But the day she left, Owen frantically searched for her everywhere. Back in her hometown of Carverton, Renee rebuilt her life from scratch and rose to become a top lawyer. Owen, however, fell apart without her—his career collapsed, Vanessa bled him dry, and he ended up right back where he started. Five years later, Renee stood at the scene of her old wounds—and smiled toward the future.

“I need your help to fake a private jet crash,” I said quietly. “It’s the only way I can ever leave Luca Moretti.” People said he’d given up the Mafia throne for me. They called him the man who traded power for love— the heir who walked away from blood and gold just to marry a waitress from the slums. For years, he made the world believe in us. He built empires under my name. He sent me roses every Monday. He told the press I was his salvation. But love doesn’t always mean loyalty. While I was busy believing in forever, he was building a second home behind my back— one filled with laughter, toys, and twin sons who had his eyes. The night I disappeared, his empire burned. He tore apart cities, bribed governments, and buried men alive just to find me. But by the time he did— I was already gone. And the woman he’d once died for no longer loved him enough to stay alive.
![[ENG DUB] Hubby, You're Toast](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
To save her family's company, Ivy Lane, a nameless singer, enters an arranged marriage with business tycoon, Troy Quincy. They agree to a hands-off relationship, but Ivy soon discovers that Troy is her longtime fan "Q." While he appears indifferent, he secretly helps her return to the entertainment industry. As their fake marriage evolves, they fall in love and ultimately choose true love together.
![[ENG DUB] My Shapeshifter Husbands Went Mad for Me](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Veterinary intern Chiara is unexpectedly transported into a novel, becoming the infamous Peacock Princess of a shapeshifter world. Drawing on her professional expertise and gentle heart, Chiara gradually untangles the emotional knots of her shapeshifting husbands, helping them rediscover their purpose. Along the way, she herself grows from a good-for-nothing princess into a Level-5 powerhouse. The men who once dismissed her are now filled with regret, while the healed shapeshifting husbands develop an intense possessiveness and devotion toward her, unfolding a sweet yet fiercely competitive love story—a romance set in a chaotic battlefield of desire.