

During our decade together, I stay by Felix Valentino's side as he slowly ascends to the peak of the mafia world. I become the woman he trusts most. However, he secretly names an island that we fought for and won together after my best friend, Lilian Fenati. Why? Because Lilian is terminally ill. Her dying wish is to marry Felix on the island named after her. Felix clamps down on this and forbids anyone from telling me. He has no idea Lilian live streams the whole thing for me. That night, I cry my heart out. Meanwhile, Felix spends the night with Lilian. I lie in a pool of blood. My heart condition acts up, and my breathing starts to slow. Where is Felix? At the hospital with Lilian. Five days later, I accept a marriage proposal from Harold Bonanno, the mafia king.

Eve, the nation’s top doctor, saved Dante from a gunshot five years ago, but the severity of her injuries left her infertile. Then Lilith pretended to be the one who saved Dante to try and steal him from Eve. She even faked having cancer so she could artificially inseminate herself with Dante’s child. The night before her wedding to Dante, Eve discovered that Lilith was pregnant. Despite Lilith’s lies, Dante sided with her over Eve. Heartbroken, Eve left for Italy to pursue her career in medicine. Only once she was gone did Dante realize Eve was the one who actually saved him. Now, he’ll do anything to win her back and won’t take “no” for an answer.

Five years ago, Nina Wade was betrayed by her own family, leading to an unexpected pregnancy with Joe Holt. She raised their son, Ben, in secret. But now, five years later, her world is shattered when Ben is diagnosed with leukemia. Desperate to save him, Nina plans to sell the precious jade that Joe left to her back then. Meanwhile, the Holts begin a city-wide search for Ben. In the midst of this chaos, Nina finds herself working as Joe's secretary at Holt Corp. As they spend more time together, their relationship begins to heat up in ways neither of them expected.
![[ENG DUB] Divorce Lawyer, Married by Mistake](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
When she was on a blind date, lawyer Eve Sanchez used her boss, Morgan Jenkins, as a cover, saying that she liked him. Unexpectedly, he heard her on the spot.Soon,Morgan's grandma forced him to marry Eve,and she joined his rich family. Eve and Morgan set boundaries with each other at first, but gradually grew closer. Through a mix of sweet flirtation and tense confrontations, she made her cold-faced boss lose control, finding a unique love marked by his devotion and unwavering protection.
![[ENG DUB] Divorced Today, Married Again in Another World](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Emily Silva and Julian Ford sign their divorce papers and somehow end up in ancient famine-era by nightfall, suddenly parents to two children they've never met. Stranded and responsible, they discover they're bound to a system that lets them sell antiques for coins to buy food as a lifeline in a starving village. With no way home and survival demanding cooperation,they shelve the divorce. What starts as pragmatic partnership slowly becomes something neither of them planned: a real marriage, a real family, and a life they didn't know they wanted until they were living it.
![[ENG DUB] Spoiled Rotten: Flash Marriage to My Child's Father](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
5 years ago, Lydia Tate accidentally saved Eric Lucia,Lucia Group's CEO, and got pregnant overnight. 6 years later, Lydia met him again while her family forced her into marriage. Eric, who had been searching for her, married her and doted on her. He secretly helped her take down her backstabbing friend, her profit-driven parents, and the bully they forced her to marry.

My husband and I were the two people who hated each other most in this world. He hated me for tearing him away from the woman he loved. And I hated him because that his heart remained occupied by another woman. For eight years of marriage, the words we spoke to each other most often were not love, nor duty, but curses. Yet on the day the city fell, everything changed, the enemy banners were already visible beyond the inner gate. He rode ahead and took the road, putting his body between the enemy and my escape. “Live,” he said quietly. Then he raised his blade and did not look back. Arrows came like rain. As they tore into him, he turned his head once—only once— After that, his body held the road,and nothing passed. “If there is another life…may Your Highness grant me the mercy to belong to her.” That night, with the city in ruins and the people either dead or fleeing, I climbed the highest tower of the palace. I leapt. When I opened my eyes again, I went to the king. “The northern kingdoms require a royal bride,” I said. “I will go.” This lifetime, I will be the one to cross the border. In my previous life, he died believing he had failed her. This time, I will not allow that regret to exist. I will take the marriage meant for her. I will carry the crown meant to exile her. I will walk into a future she should never have to endure. Let her stay. Let him protect her. Let him live his life believing he has finally kept his promise.

Lila needs money to save an orphanage,so she hastily marries William, thinking he’s just a poor guy. But after falling for him, she discovers he’s actually the city’s richest CEO......problem is, she hates liars more than anyone else.

My husband and I were the two people who hated each other most in this world. He hated me for tearing him away from the woman he loved. And I hated him because that his heart remained occupied by another woman. For eight years of marriage, the words we spoke to each other most often were not love, nor duty, but curses. Yet on the day the city fell, everything changed, the enemy banners were already visible beyond the inner gate. He rode ahead and took the road, putting his body between the enemy and my escape. “Live,” he said quietly. Then he raised his blade and did not look back. Arrows came like rain. As they tore into him, he turned his head once—only once— After that, his body held the road,and nothing passed. “If there is another life…may Your Highness grant me the mercy to belong to her.” That night, with the city in ruins and the people either dead or fleeing, I climbed the highest tower of the palace. I leapt. When I opened my eyes again, I went to the king. “The northern kingdoms require a royal bride,” I said. “I will go.” This lifetime, I will be the one to cross the border. In my previous life, he died believing he had failed her. This time, I will not allow that regret to exist. I will take the marriage meant for her. I will carry the crown meant to exile her. I will walk into a future she should never have to endure. Let her stay. Let him protect her. Let him live his life believing he has finally kept his promise.

Late one night, a thread blew up and hit the front page of a famous forum deep in New York’s underworld. The original poster had dug up an old prompt: “Name three words that sum up your youth.” Then an account that’d been dormant for years popped up in the replies. Its avatar was a backlit silhouette of a girl in a white dress, username: Seraphina. That was Seraphina Rossi. The Rossi family heiress, the undisputed it girl of New York’s underworld. She typed: Vibrant. Passionate. And Rico Valentino. All hell broke loose in the thread. The wild Valentino’s heir and the breathtaking Rossi heiress had once loved each other hard, only for it all to end in bitter regret. Nearly everyone in New York’s underworld had watched that heartbreak play out. Including me. I turned my head, staring at the man sleeping beside me. This was the man next to me: the once reckless kid who’d ruled the streets of Queens with his bare fists, now the Don of the Valention family. Poised. Unshakable. And he didn’t love me. I’d always known Rico still kept in touch with Seraphina. That he’d met her in secret, more than once. That’s why he’d refused to make our marriage public. His excuse was always the same: “Keeping your identity off the grid keeps our enemies from targeting you.” But I knew I was the one standing between Rico and the woman he’d never stopped loving. If all three of us were just going to keep hurting like this? I’d rather walk away. Let them have each other. I’d made up my mind. I was divorcing Rico.