

I have a possessive boyfriend. After seven years together, Jared Jackman's favorite thing to say is, "Do you know how cute my girlfriend is? If you do, you're in trouble." "Babe, you're so beautiful. Whoever sees you will fall for you. If someone looks at you for even a second longer, I'll get jealous." That's why he never lets me step into his world. Until one day, I use an alternate account and stumble upon his social media. Three years, and over 600 posts. Every single one is about his moments with another woman. They stroll through Pilton Palace, make wishes atop snowy mountains, and kiss on the streets of Sidwell City. His latest post shows him kissing that woman on the beach while their friends cheer and shout around them. The caption reads, "Loving someone means you can't help but show them off to the world." My fingers tremble as I quietly close the page and book a flight to Northram. It turns out that after seven years of love, letting go only takes a moment.

At eighteen, Charlotte had spent years being mocked for her weight. When her online boyfriend Derek told her, “I’ll love you no matter what you look like,” she believed for the first time that she was worthy of being loved. Determined to attend the same college as Derek and finally meet him in person, Charlotte spent a year losing weight, going from 220 pounds to 110. But the day before classes began, Derek posted her old photos in a freshman group chat with hundreds of members. He also twisted an ordinary party game into a humiliating bet to “lose his girlfriend to Nathan,” openly wagering that Charlotte would be too embarrassed to show up at the party. Charlotte never reveals what she looks like after losing weight. Instead, she bets that she will be there. When she arrives at the party dressed to impress, no one recognizes her at first. In front of everyone, she completes all three couples’ challenges, wins the bet, takes the prize money, and breaks up with Derek on the spot. Amid the chaos, she also reunites with Nathan, a childhood classmate from elementary school. Once college begins, Charlotte uses the tactical skills she developed from years of analyzing matches for Derek to earn a place on the university esports team through an anonymous tryout. Derek, however, steals her strategy notes, while Brianna uses an anonymous gossip account to spread rumors that Charlotte only earned her position because of her looks and connections. Determined to prove herself, Charlotte faces one setback after another: her tactical work is stolen, she is pressured by a contract that exploits her appearance and body image, she collapses during a livestream, and private training footage is leaked. In the end, Charlotte stops measuring her worth by her weight or appearance. Relying on her own skill and judgment, she recognizes that their old strategies have been leaked, leads the university team to a comeback victory in the semifinals, and ultimately wins the interstate championshi

On her wedding day, Megan's fiancé Mark vanishes without a trace. After four years of investigation, the police still turn up no leads whatsoever. Consumed by her relentless obsession, Megan is taken by her best friend Jennifer to a hidden underground store that sells so-called hyper-realistic ""shared boyfriend"" companion robots. She is horrified to discover that ""Robot No. 07"" is none other than Mark, missing for four years. He is kept subdued with drugs and electric shocks, disguised as merchandise to be exploited for profit. To save her beloved, Megan swallows her humiliation and feigns compliance, secretly gathering evidence. Step by step, she uncovers the shocking truth: her best friend, driven by hatred born from scorned love, was the one who ""donated"" Mark to the store owner. In the final showdown, Megan collaborates with the police from the inside to raid and shut down the illegal operation. The two lean on each other through the long aftermath of trauma, moving steadily toward healing and a new beginning.

Supermodel Celeste catches her husband cheating with her best friend—and he laughs off her divorce demand. So she takes in a gentle, penniless boyfriend. Three years later, her broke husband crawls back to save his empire. She dumps the boyfriend, returns to play the perfect wife—and plots her revenge from the inside. But the broke nobody she left behind? He’s Sinclair—the city’s most powerful king. And at his gala, in front of the world, he has one question: Does our breakup still stand?

Cassidy loved Zane for three years. Only when Zane told her to go buy condoms for him and his new girlfriend did she realize she had always been nothing more than a “bed companion” in his eyes. On her 25th birthday, she caught Zane and his new lover Lily in a tight embrace, and her heart died completely. She decided to leave. A car accident cost her her child and finally made Zane realize his true feelings. Only when she started her new life at Vertex Group did Zane finally understand that he had loved her all along — but now it was too late to win her back.

I first met Kai Valentine at the basketball court when I was ten years old. Kai was taller, louder, and faster than me. And from that day on, Kai became my best friend, my safe place. But then my parents passed away, and my family went bankrupt. After that, we weren't best friends anymore. We were just two strangers living in completely different worlds. Then, Kai starts "stealing" from me. He manages to steal every single girlfriend I've ever had. The day he steals my eighth girlfriend, I finally break. That's when I decide to fight back and get myself a boyfriend instead. That's right; I'm going to pretend to be gay! Let's see how he plans to steal this one. However, I never thought that my actions would make Kai go absolutely berserk. That night, Kai presses me against a dim corner in the stairwell. His fists slam into the concrete wall, his breath hot against my cheek. "If even he can be your boyfriend," he grits out, "then why can't I?" I laugh. "Are you out of your mind?" Kai just keeps pressing closer, his scorching gaze burning into me as his lips inch closer until he is just a breath away. "Do you still not get it?" Something hot and erect presses up against me. He then growls softly in my ear. "I never wanted to steal any of your girlfriends. The only person I ever wanted was you, Aiden Winston!"

The day my girlfriend got back together with her first love, I boarded a plane bound for Brindlewood. She told her first love, "Craig was just a fling. I won't have anything to do with him anymore. From now on, I'll only be by your side." Her friends all worried I might cause a scene. But they didn't know—this time, I wasn't going to make a fuss. Before leaving for Brindlewood, I had promised my mentor I'd join his medical research program. In just two weeks, I'd lose all contact with the outside world and dive into a secret project for the next ten years. From that moment on, there would be no ties between me and her anymore.

The day my girlfriend got back together with her first love, I boarded a plane bound for Brindlewood. She told her first love, "Craig was just a fling. I won't have anything to do with him anymore. From now on, I'll only be by your side." Her friends all worried I might cause a scene. But they didn't know—this time, I wasn't going to make a fuss. Before leaving for Brindlewood, I had promised my mentor I'd join his medical research program. In just two weeks, I'd lose all contact with the outside world and dive into a secret project for the next ten years. From that moment on, there would be no ties between me and her anymore.

We had been dating for ten years before my boyfriend, Shawn Jepson, agreed to marry me. When the wedding photographer asked us to pose a few kissing shots, Shawn claimed he had germophobia and walked out on me. I awkwardly apologized to the team. Taxis were a rare commodity during blizzards, so I trudged through the snow to get home. To my dismay, I stumbled upon Shawn tongue-deep into his crush’s throat in what was supposed to be our marital home. “Just say the word, Casey, and I’ll leave Jessica.” Later, word went around that Shawn searched the world for his ex-fiancee, begging her to return.

I have a secret: I can see live comments! After scrolling past a video of a muscular man, my husband kicks me out of the car on the highway. The comments say "He's jealous! He totally loves you!" and "He just has that cold CEO syndrome". But when I'm badly injured in an accident, he allows his first love to spill hot soup at me,push me down the stairs, destroy my belongings,and be intimate with him countless times, and the comments are still celebrating. "Aloof now, chase later!" What they don't know is that from the first moment my heart turned cold, I've been calmly planning my escape. I hand him divorce papers and disappear completely, then remarry someone far above his station. No matter how he weeps in regret, I never look back.