

Nora's world flips when she finds out she's a werewolf, diving into academy life, power discovery, and a whirlwind romance with Alpha Prince, Isaac.

Right before our Mating Ceremony, my mate, Alpha Kaelen, appeared before me with his childhood friend, Roslyn. He told me Roslyn got pregnant but she didn’t have a mate yet. If the Wolf Council finds out she’s pregnant out of wedlock, she’ll be banished from Dawnlight Pack. He asked me to renounce tomorrow's Marking Rite of my own accord — to leave a letter telling everyone that I had been the one to break our mating vows. To appease me, he placed the one-of-a-kind Luna Crown in my hands and made his promise: "Once Roslyn and her pup gain a foothold, I will sever the bond. You will always be my fated mate." From the moment we first found each other, Kalen had been my entire world. I had once taken a poison-laced blade meant for him, and had purged every traitor from the pack on his behalf. For five years, I had never once doubted that what we had was real. But now, at last, I understood — I had loved the wrong person. I gave a quiet nod. Then I picked up my phone and sent a single message: "Dad, I'll be home in three days." What Kalen did not know was that I had never cared about the title of Luna in the Dawnlight Pack. Because I am the only daughter of the Lycan king.

On the surface, Layla Smith is a well-behaved overseas student, but she’s actually the feared leader of the Titus Sect, unmatched in martial arts. When her grandfather falls ill, she returns home with her bodyguard, Felix Nolan. After marrying Zack Moore, she’s humiliated by him and his friends. Layla smiles coldly—she hasn’t met anyone this foolish in a long time. And then… she strikes.

Modern-day gamer Leo Kane dies suddenly after an all-night gaming session and wakes up in another world as Grecan's most feared assassin, Cipher. Upon awakening, he's hired by Imperial Guard officer Hugo Spence to kill a woman named Lady Brooks. Intending to take the money and slack off, Leo's plan collapses when he's captured by his target, Poppy Brooks, who discovers his assassination mission. After Leo bravely drives off a group of bandits, Poppy's view of him changes. When she later learns that Leo once saved her life, their relationship begins to thaw, sparking a bond neither expected in a world built on blades and secrets...

To save her gravely ill grandmother, Luna is forced to marry Victor, a twisted old werewolf, for two million dollars, and breaks up with Kael, the man she has loved for three years. After moving into the mansion, she is horrified to discover that Kael is Victor's son and the Alpha of the Wolf Pack. Living under the same roof, Kael despises her as his father's new woman, while Victor's abuse pushes Luna's dormant Moonlit Bloodline to awaken. As Kael searches for his fated mate, he finally realizes Luna is the woman he has been looking for all along. Together, they break through forbidden identities and family opposition, fight back against Victor, and step into the light.

"I loved him for three years. I gave up my noble identity, hid my cursed bloodline, and endured endless humiliation just to stay by his side. Until the night of his childhood friend Charlotte’s ascension ceremony — when she poisoned my blood wine and triggered my blood nucleus eruption in front of the entire coven. I lay on the cold marble floor, begging for help, my golden blood spilling everywhere… but my fiancé, Ethan Cross, Lord of the Shadowfang Coven, coldly told me to stop acting and toasted to her instead. They laughed. They mocked. They poured silver liquor into my open wounds while I crawled like a dying dog. That night, my father — the feared Patriarch of the ancient Reece Clan — stormed in with his elites and dragged me out of hell. Three months later, I returned as the undisputed Prima Donna of the Eternal Night Theater, more radiant and powerful than ever. Ethan, now broken and regretful, kneels before me, begging for a second chance. "

Falsely accused of stealing a jade pendant and humiliated in his divorce, Curtis's life took a dramatic turn when wealthy Sullivan searched for his long-lost son, with the pendant as the key clue. Meanwhile, Willene, drawn to Curtis's mysterious ties to a powerful family, pursued him. At a bar, Curtis's singing captivated the audience, but his ex-wife, Xamira, sabotaged his performance and was later exposed for her infidelity. When Curtis's true identity was revealed, Xamira attempted to win him back, but he chose to marry Willene. During their wedding, Xamira sacrificed herself to save Willene, dying in Curtis's arms.

When her DEA agent father was killed, Wendy Marshall decided to infiltrate the largest mafia of the south west to investigate and take revenge. The only way in however, is becoming the mafia boss—David Lewis’ BDSM“plaything”. By submitting to every humiliating command from David, Wendy thinks she is getting closer to the truth. Until she realizes that he already knows why she’s here…

Morrison, a former top CIA operative, lives under an assumed name after suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder, leading a quiet farming life in a small town with his daughter Vivian. The local criminal syndicate, the Rosetti family, covets his farmland. To force Morrison into submission, Theodore, the family's young heir, kidnaps the 17-year-old Vivian and tortures her to death brutally. Having lost his sole emotional anchor, Morrison casts aside his medication restraints entirely, unearths the stockpile of weapons he has hidden away for a decade, and storms the Rosetti manor alone to exact revenge. Senior figures within the city's police force, municipal government and the CIA are all well aware of Morrison's terrifying combat prowess from his past. They order an emergency city-wide evacuation and stand aside to let him wipe out the entire criminal family, kicking off a brutal vendetta of blood for blood. Revolving around paternal love, trauma, corrupt power networks and unbridled vengeance, the story interweaves the lingering shadows of past killings with the mutual despair and devastation of the present, unfolding an unstoppable bloody reckoning.

One month before our Blood Bond Ceremony, my fiancé decided to have a child with his childhood sweetheart to repay a life debt. When I received the pregnancy report bearing both families' blood seals, I realized he had never asked for my permission—he was only informing me. So I tore up our bond and walked away. Two years later, he finally discovered that I was the one who had saved his life. But by then, I was already standing beside another man.