

I was slowly dying from Silverthorn Wolfsbane, and there was only one cure—the Miracle Elixir. But my mate, Leo Ashford, bought it and gave it to my adoptive sister, Jane Smith. He did it because he thought I was faking my illness. I gave up on the treatment and swallowed a potent painkiller instead. It would kill me in three days by shutting down my organs. In those three days, I gave up everything. I handed over the fur manufacturing business I built from the ground up to Jane, and my parents praised me for caring about my sister. I offered to sever our mate bond, and Leo praised me for finally being sensible. When I told my son he could call Jane "mommy", he happily said that his new mommy was the best! I transferred all my savings to Jane, and no one seemed to notice anything out of the ordinary. They were just pleased with my "better behavior". "Viola is finally not so bad." I wondered—would they regret it after I was gone?

On her own wedding day, Jane Shaw sacrificed herself by taking the fall to save her in-laws and spent five years behind bars.When she walks free, she returns to find her husband’s childhood sweetheart, Wendy Wood, has slipped into her life like a cuckoo in a borrowed nest, adored by the very in-laws Jane once protected. Wendy plays the sweet, wounded innocent in public while weaving poison behind closed doors. But Jane didn’t survive five years as the prison’s top dog by being soft.Rather than strike hard and fast, she plays dumb, letting the scheming girl overreach, then springs a carefully laid trap that unravels every lie Wendy has ever told, right in front of the family. The question is whether she can reclaim what was always hers.

Hanna Jenson falls for Simon Lloyd in university, but their love takes a dark turn when Simon is drugged. To protect him, Hanna sacrifices herself, creating a misunderstanding. Unaware of the truth, Simon dismisses Hanna, thinking she's manipulative. Rejecting his money, Hanna chooses to marry him. Three years later, pregnant and happy, she discovers Simin with Jane Marlow, who's been scheming against her. Their marriage unravels as misunderstandings and secrets threaten their love. Will the truth mend their bond or push them further apart?

I am diagnosed with severe systemic lupus erythematosus, and I only have three days left to live. When my husband rejects my 188th plea for help, I take my test results and enter the hospice care center. "Hello, I'd like to schedule my own cremation process and apply for government aid." Ten minutes later, they arrive. Before I can speak, my lawyer husband, Jasper Horton, coldly slaps me across the face. "You're faking a terminal illness just to steal attention from Janice?" My doctor brother, Casey Carter, snatches the medical report from my hand and scoffs at it. "Lupus? If you're going to fake being sick, at least make it believable. Only one in a million people gets this." I endure the pain in my body, return to the counter, and hand in the application form and my medical records once more. The staff member sees the butterfly-shaped rash on my wrist and sympathizes with me. "I have no family left," I say. "I'm requesting cremation in three days, location doesn't matter. I just don't want my death to burden anyone."

Natalie Jane, once dismissed as "stupid and malicious," awakens to find herself trapped in a scripted world. To save her adoptive grandfather,Beck Shaw, she defies fate, tearing up the original plot and returning to age 18. As she leads a rebellion against the script's rules, she entangles with the Shaw family's three masters: Greg, the cunning illegitimate son; Lance, her former tormentor;and Justin, her love-hate partner. Rewriting her grandfather's destiny, Natalie becomes the true love of all three men. With the power to choose her path, she decides to stay in the present, rewriting her own story.

Elena, a downtrodden werewolf, crosses paths with Theodore, the seemingly merciless Alpha of the Blackvine pack. Their encounter sparks a revelation: they are fated mates. As passion ignites, they are thrust into a perilous dance, battling against societal divides and formidable adversaries. The burning question looms large: will their love conquer the insurmountable odds, or will fate cruelly tear them apart?

He is Hades, master of Hades's Hall, the organization that ruled over the world. He had the millions of people worshipping the ground he walked! When he learned that his wife was being humiliated, he marched back to his home country while burning with fury. Those who stepped on his tail must die!
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Sandra Lovell, a corporate slave obsessed with the maiden game, wakes up as Lilith, the villainess who abused four devil butlers and met a deadly end. Holding a whip over the beaten Lyle, she faces Karlos and Mordred’s burning hatred. A system warns: win over your butlers to lower their corruption levels—or die. With Jormund on the brink, the first death plot has begun.

Sandra Lovell, a corporate slave obsessed with the maiden game, wakes up as Lilith, the villainess who abused four devil butlers and met a deadly end. Holding a whip over the beaten Lyle, she faces Karlos and Mordred’s burning hatred. A system warns: win over your butlers to lower their corruption levels—or die. With Jormund on the brink, the first death plot has begun.

The U.S. nuclear medical professor Charlie Clare quits his career for family, but is abandoned as his wife and daughter favor his love rival Isaac. After suffering his family’s ignorance, he decides to leave for the Unicorn Project, which he designed for healing his daughter’s neuro-skel birthmark as his life work. But unaware that Charlie’s burning his life for them, his wife and daughter deepen the rift with Charlie upon reunion and eventually destroy everything Charlie left for them with their own hands before realizing their errors, only to find it too late.

What happens when two people destined to have the world fight against them fall in love? Melanie Thorne is a successful lawyer who shares a firm with her husband of ten years, and just won her hundredth case. George Dearborn has just returned from studying abroad to be named the heir to Dearborn Pharmaceuticals, and he’s Melanie’s husband’s nephew. When their paths cross, sparks fly, and a burning love ignites. The universe seems determined to keep them apart, though, as their families and society turn against them. Will they bend to the whims of the world, or dare to realize that the world belongs to them?

Zoe Simmons's husband, Morgan Lawrence, was a man incapable of love. Yet, he sheltered another woman—Mia Sutton, a girl praised for her angelic purity. At the family banquet, Zoe's defiance only earned her a divorce agreement. When she refused to sign, Morgan escalated his cruelty, ultimately causing her parents' deaths. Reborn to the day she discovered her husband's infidelity, Zoe gets a second chance.This time, she swiftly moves her parents to safety and drafts the divorce papers herself. But one burning question remains: just what kind of "angel" is the other woman, Mia? She is determined to see her with her own eyes.
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Zoe Simmons's husband, Morgan Lawrence, was a man incapable of love. Yet, he sheltered another woman—Mia Sutton, a girl praised for her angelic purity. At the family banquet, Zoe's defiance only earned her a divorce agreement. When she refused to sign, Morgan escalated his cruelty, ultimately causing her parents' deaths. Reborn to the day she discovered her husband's infidelity, Zoe gets a second chance.This time, she swiftly moves her parents to safety and drafts the divorce papers herself. But one burning question remains: just what kind of "angel" is the other woman, Mia? She is determined to see her with her own eyes.

I'm lying here, my body burning from within as the wolfsbane spreads through my veins. Meanwhile, my Alpha mate, Ryan, is giving the antidote I discovered to his childhood sweetheart, Vivian. With what little strength remains, I beg him to spare just a portion of the cure—enough to keep me alive for a few more days while I search for another remedy. Ryan doesn't even glance my way. He snarls, "I can't believe you're faking illness when Vivian is fighting for her life! Control your jealousy before I lose all respect for you!" Under his command, I'm confined to my quarters to "contemplate my sins." In the end, the wolfsbane consumes me completely. When Ryan discovers what he's done, he digs my grave with his own hands, howling with regret that comes too late.

Once cherished as the beloved daughter of the prestigious Chandler family, Claire's life was shattered when she was abducted by a jealous woman named Quintus, who replaced her with her own daughter, Shelly.Raised by Clarence, the master of the Clearheart Temple, Claire grew into a prodigy in the mystical arts.Years later, she was brought back into the Chandler family. Threatened by Claire's return, Shelly conspired with her mother to sabotage her, ultimately leading to Claire's brutal death.But fate had other plans. Reborn through ancient rituals, Claire returned with a burning desire for vengeance.Joining forces with Shawn Jackson, a formidable tycoon with hidden depths,she set out to dismantle the dark sorcery that had controlled her fate. With the support of the Clearheart Temple, Claire revealed the twisted secrets of Shelly and her mother,freeing her biological parents from their evil manipulation.With the darkness behind them, Claire and Shawn embraced the life they were always destined to share.

In a frozen apocalyptic wasteland, Elara harbors a deadly secret: her blood runs like liquid fire, making her the world's last living heat source. Kael, the Citadel's most lethal and emotionless cryo-assassin, is sent to eliminate her. But a desperate struggle permanently binds their fates, injecting her burning blood into his icy veins.Now, a lethal curse forces them together—if they step more than ten meters apart, his system will combust and she will freeze to death. To survive, this ruthless killing machine must do the unthinkable: keep his prey dangerously close.As the freezing nights force them into intimate, skin-to-skin embraces, Kael's cold survival instinct morphs into a dark, irresistible fever. He was built to feel nothing, but as he strips away his armor to absorb her heat, he realizes he would burn the entire world down just to keep her safe. She was his target, but now, she is his only cure.

I was born broken. My Alpha mother was the one who branded me. She said emotion was a sin. A weakness. Especially for a werewolf. Especially for an Alpha’s heir. The day we were born, she clamped emotion-suppressing collars around our necks. Mine and my twin sister's. The slightest flicker of emotion, and the collar flashed red. My mother would then push the button, injecting me with a diluted "silver solution" to suppress my feelings. But my sister Cassia's collar? Always a calm, steady blue. Even when she shattered Mom's precious moonstone, it just pulsed gently. And me? I’d just whisper, "Mom, the thunder scares me," and my collar would erupt in a violent red. Then came the sting of silver poison burning through my blood.. I used to argue. But Mom always said the same thing. "The data doesn't lie. Pain is a teacher. This is for your own good." After thousands of these injections, I started to believe it, too. That I was born out of control. The night of the alliance's Moon Goddess Festival, Mom was taking my sister to the rooftop party. Something scared me during the day. The collar flashed red, and my mother started the punishment. But this time, the collar malfunctioned. It shot a dose a thousand times stronger into my neck. I collapsed on the carpet, begging, "Mother, the collar... it hurts so much... help me." My collar was flashing a frantic red. My mother just looked down at me, drenched in a cold sweat, and pressed the button for the maximum dose. "You'd lose control like this just for attention? You're a lost cause." She turned, took my sister, and slammed the door. I couldn't help but think, Mom must be right. The collar is red. It doesn't really hurt. I'm just being dramatic, looking for pity again. I'm sorry, Mom. In my next life, I'll be the perfect daughter you always wanted.