

“Darcy is feeling dizzy tonight. Let's suppress our bond, Emma. We can have our marking ceremony some other day.” Those were the exact words he spat when I called him on the day that was supposed to be our marking ceremony. It was the seventh time he asked me to suppress the sacred bond between us for his childhood sweetheart. The first time he suppressed it was because Darcy’s pack was under attack and he wanted to be by her side. “Darcy is fighting for her survival and you want me to be pulled by our fated bond? Don't make me believe you are this selfish., Emma.” The third time he suppressed it he said, “Darcy is having a fever. I can't leave her alone.” By the sixth time, he didn't bother explaining why he had the witch suppress our bond in the most brutal way possible because he was in a hurry to go meet Darcy. Since we were fated mates, every time he wanted to be intimate with her, he would have a witch suppress the bond between us. As an Alpha, this suppression barely affects him but as an Omega, it would leave me in a terrible pain that I could not get up from my bed for weeks. Though devastated seeing me in such pain, he would offer me only a few lines of apologies and a bundle of promises to make it up to me in future. That's it. So, when the seventh time, he refused to mark me and came home to suppress our bond to be with Darcy, I had already packed my clothes. It will be the last time he suppresses our bond because the next time, there will be no bond between us to suppress.

For five years, the entire vampire world knew that Caelan Vale only drank my blood. Not because I was special. Simply because he chose me, and everyone assumed that made me the Vampire Prince’s only blood source. His only exception. Until tonight. The man who never allowed anyone to touch him lowered his head and drank from another woman’s hand. Isolde Voss. Caelan’s real fiancée. “Claire, you didn’t actually think a human could become a Prince's consort, did you?” I stood there without moving. Humans could only ever remain human. I thought I was the exception. In the end, I never even qualified to be one. I placed the blood bond release papers in front of him and told him they were travel documents. Caelan didn’t even lower his eyes. The black fountain pen slid across the page as he signed his name with careless ease, just like everything he had done to me over the past five years. He had no idea that what he was personally letting go of was not just me. Beneath my cloak, I was already carrying his only half-blood heir. Later, everyone searched for the runaway human. But by then, I had already erased my scent. This time, even the high and mighty Vampire Prince would not find me so easily. Once, I was the one begging for his love. Now, it was his turn.

As the plane was going down, we discovered one of the parachutes was defective. In that life-or-death moment, Eugene Shaw handed me the last working parachute. I made it to the ground, but my illegitimate sister, Sharon Cook, was lost in the crash, her remains never recovered. After our rescue, Eugene kept his word and married me, fulfilling our engagement. The wedding was extravagant, but our marriage was a complete disaster. For six years, he lived with a searing hatred, convinced I was responsible for Sharon’s death. To him, I was a villain, and my life became a living hell. When we finally reached the end of our toxic marriage, Eugene dragged me back to the site of the crash, choosing to end both our lives in a twisted act of vengeance. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on that fateful day, just before the crash. This time, I decided to give the chance of survival to the person he loved most.

Mia, a 20-year-old junior at NYU, is tricked by her ex-boyfriend Trent onto a luxury yacht under the excuse of a ""party surprise."" In truth, he plans to sell her virginity at an underground auction to pay off his massive gambling debts. Mia’s roommate and best friend Sienna is Trent’s secret lover and accomplice. Meanwhile, Cassian, a cold-blooded 30-year-old cleaner for the mob, is on a mission near the yacht and on the run from hitmen. He runs into Mia by chance on the deck. The two start off hostile and distrustful of each other, yet are forced to work together. Cassian grows attached to Mia after she tends to his wound, while Mia develops tangled feelings for this dangerous stranger. When Mia is locked inside a glass display case at the auction, put up for bidding, Cassian storms the venue. He shoots the buyer, intimidates everyone present, and forcibly takes Mia away. Trent’s knees are shattered on the spot, and he drops to his knees begging for mercy. Cassian escapes with Mia on a speedboat. Out on the sea, he declares possessively, “You belong to me.” Mia wavers between fighting back, resisting, and physical surrender. The story ends with Mia curled up in the corner of the speedboat, wrapped only in Cassian’s shirt. It hints that their escape has only just begun — the danger is far from over.

Evan, the skating prince, is as cold as a swan on ice; Max, the wrestling team captain, is as wild as a beast trapped in a cage. Due to an unexpected burst water pipe, Evan's school skating team was forced to use the changing room of Max's wrestling team. Two individuals from entirely different worlds suddenly collided within that cramped space, filled with hormones and sweat. Max viewed this "beautiful newcomer" – who had intruded upon his territory – with a mix of mockery and desire for conquest; using the right to use the arena as leverage, he coerced Evan into signing a humiliating "flexibility training partner" contract.

Seven years ago, Yorath Clark was a wealthy young woman. For reasons unknown, she broke up with a penniless man named Yasser Sidney. Soon after, her family went bankrupt, and her parents tragically took their own lives. Yorath lost everything overnight and, in the eyes of many, became a gold-digger to survive. Meanwhile, Yasser unexpectedly inherited an immense fortune. Now, seven years later, their paths cross once again. What will happen next? Watch to find out!

Married 10 years, top gynecologist Clara Reynolds wholeheartedly trusted her husband Brian Harrington — until she uncovered his affair, and his mistress Britney is pregnant. On top of this devastating betrayal, she had long endured endless abuse from her mother-in-law Karen Harrington for being infertile. Betrayal, humiliation, unrelenting pressure. She will no longer stay silent. Armed with sharp wits, professional medical knowledge and live-stream public influence, Clara launches an all-out counterattack. She lays bare the Harrington family's hideous secrets, fights to claim her assets, and takes back every bit of her dignity.

After being reborn, I decided to write my sister's name on the marriage application. This time, I would help Sebastian Holt achieve his wishes. In this lifetime, I took the lead—I let my sister wear the wedding dress first and put the engagement ring on her finger. I personally orchestrated every encounter between Sebastian and my sister. When he took her to the capital city, I headed to Southport University without a second thought. In my previous life, even when I was over 50 years old, he and our son still knelt before me, begging for a divorce. This time, I would fulfill his final romantic destiny with my sister. Living this second life, all I wanted was to spread my wings and soar high, free from love's entanglements.