

Five years ago, Summer Norton was framed after an unexpected pregnancy, leaving her homeless. With no other choice, Summer left for another country. Five years later, she reunites with the man from that fateful night and finds her child. Together, the three embark on a journey to happiness.

She was a noble lady from ancient times, driven to suicide by her own family. Her spirit, bound by vengeance, lingered long after her revenge was complete—until her only remaining desire led her to a modern-day girl, equally betrayed and discarded by her blood. They strike a fateful bargain: the girl offers her body, and the vengeful spirit is reborn in her place. Now, inhabiting this new life, she finds herself in a world where a false heiress has stolen her identity, and her own parents and brother view her with nothing but disdain.Wielding the supernatural powers of her past existence, she begins to unravel the web of lies and injustices that doomed the girl whose form she now wears. Her quest for justice is intertwined with another, deeper search: for the lover she lost centuries ago. As past and present collide, she will use every ounce of her wrath and the aid of her rediscovered love to make the cruel family that wronged them both—in two different lifetimes—face a devastating reckoning.

Everyone in Harbor City knew I had a wife whom everyone envied. Not only was she a wealthy heiress, but a celebrated lawyer, untouchable and elegant. However, in private, she was a delicate, devoted wife. I had planned to tell her the truth on our wedding anniversary—that I was the heir to one of Jinmist City's most powerful families—and take her home. However, on her birthday, I walked in on her being pinned to a car and forcefully kissed by her new assistant, with pieces of her torn clothing scattered everywhere. I lost control. The assistant ended up in the ICU, and I ended up in court. To my shock, my wife turned on me in court, falsely accusing me of malicious assault, while saying nothing about the assistant’s attempt. I was sentenced to three years in prison. In the visitation room, I demanded answers, but she remained calm. “You’re my husband. Even if you go to prison, I still love you.” “But Daniel is different. He comes from a poor family. If he’s charged with attempted assault, his life would be ruined forever.” At that moment, my hope shattered. Fine. If she didn’t want the title of wife to the Millers' heir, I’d just have to take it back.

My classmate Bianca and I have the same taste. She wants every man I’ve ever dated. She says I’m too naive. That I don't see how powerful men think. She calls it “testing” them for me. She says she’s helping. Then she sleeps with my boyfriend. Then she rubs it in my face. “See? I told you that you can’t handle them. These men are sharks. If it wasn’t for me, you’d have been eaten alive by now.” I choked on my rage. I said nothing. This time, I went behind her back. I went after the king of New York's underworld. When she found out, she made her move. But she has no idea. This man isn't my endgame. He's the trap I set for her.

Seraphina, a human priest’s untouched daughter, is fated to be the only one to free the Devil Lucifer from his curse. She finds it desperate, but Lucifer’s relentless pursuit makes this forced marriage spark a real romance. Just when they finally fall for each other, they find the cruel truth of his curse: consummating their love means one of them must die...

Veteran Jeffrey Hunt and his comrades start a company called Horizon Produce. When his late friend’s wife and daughter are bullied by market manager David Miller, he steps in, angering David's powerful brother and cutting off the company’s sales. Enduring humiliation to protect them,Jeffrey gains the favor of the head of the Ford family, who crushes the Miller family and helps the business thrive, bringing justice to the veterans.

Jodie Walsh finds herself transmigrated into a romance novel as the ex-wife who got screwed over. The original character spent five years in an arranged marriage with a CEO tyrant, giving him everything—money, property, her whole heart—only to end up with her family destroyed and herself behind bars. And it gets worse. Her parents, best friend, childhood friends, and basically everyone connected to her was just cannon fodder in the story. Well, time for Jodie to roll up her sleeves and rewrite this mess. Mr. Hotshot CEO? She's going to see how mighty he is after bankruptcy. The pure, innocent female lead? Honey, let's add some darkness to that light. Her parents jumping to their deaths? Not in her version. They'll be doing the disco on her ex-mother-in-law's grave instead. Her bestie killed by her abusive husband? Hmm... such a "wonderful" husband. Let's save him for the female lead's bestie. Her broke aristocratic childhood friends? Here, one business opportunity each, and boom, instant CEOs, easy peasy. And the supposed villain? With that face and those abs? No one's going to object to him being the male protagonist. What's that? You're asking what makes her so badass? Jodie beckons to the mafia boss. "Babe, you tell them." "Simple." Mafia boss grins. "She's the boss lady."

Jane Arnold was imprisoned on her wedding day after being falsely accused of killing Francis Wooten's sister Jennifer Wooten. Jane gave birth to her daughter Bunny in prison. Years later, Bunny reunites with Francis but faces harassment and schemes from Francis' admirer, Sonia Thompson. By chance, Bunny meets her mother Jane Arnold, who now goes by Jean Smith. Mother and daughter work tirelessly to uncover the truth and clear their names, discovering that Sonia was the real killer. However, Sonia kidnaps Bunny. To save her daughter, Jane must agree to Sonia's unreasonable demands, but Sonia secretly plans to kill them both. Fortunately, Francis arrives in time to save the mother and daughter.

Finally out of Jail, with only $5 in her pocket, Jane end up at "Parasides", a strip club at downtown of Los Angeles. She wants to start her new life here, but meeting the man who put her in Jail--Sean. With a slave contract signed, Jane asks the club manager "Please make me the best girl here"...

In the middle of the night, my husband started talking in his sleep. "My little treasure, Daddy's taking you and Mommy to the new house tomorrow." But we were using protection. Where the hell did a kid come from? So I opened his phone. I saw the money transfers to another woman—spent on all kinds of luxury shit and a house. The photo album had pictures of her in a skimpy stripper outfit, a little bump in her belly. The last one was an ultrasound. Four months along, it looked like. I didn't make a sound. Just saved the evidence. They were about to learn the price of betraying a mafia princess.