

In the darkest hour, Jason didn't give up. He worked with Tim, Cindy, and other partners to defend their homeland and deal with crises with courage and an unyielding spirit. Through fire and death, they bore responsibility and answered the call of duty. In the end, they brought forth a new age of peace.

"Seventeen‑year‑old Stella, a free‑spirited and wild small‑town girl, moves into a strictly regulated luxury mansion after her mother remarries into a wealthy coastal family, where she meets Vincent, her nominal step‑brother. Twenty‑year‑old Vincent is the picture‑perfect elite heir, yet behind closed doors he dominates the top‑tier competitive surfing circle. Cool‑tongued, sharp‑witted, possessive and starved for affection, the two clash fiercely upon their first meeting. As they live under the same roof, quiet curiosity and growing fondness bloom between them. Vincent is all bark but soft‑hearted: he teases and taunts Stella verbally, yet fiercely protects her in every way. Defiant on the surface, Stella gradually falls for his exclusive affection. When Stella hits rock bottom after being betrayed by both her friend and lover, only Vincent stays by her side, quietly pulling her through despair. At a surfing competition, Vincent is injured by underhanded tricks from rivals. Stella steps up and pulls off an against‑all‑odds victory to safeguard his honor. Later, Vincent takes grave risks to shield her amid conflict. The barriers between them finally crumble, and their chemistry ignites. Defying the forbidden bond as nominal step‑siblings, they embark on a secret romance — distant in public, intensely intimate in private."

Marine veteran Jack Holt built Ridgeline Farm Supply from nothing — a lifeline for the 200 disabled vets who served beside him. But the one brother he could never repay was Sam Russo, the man who gave his leg to save the entire squad. Now Sam is gone. And the wife and nine-year-old daughter he left behind stand alone against Derek Malone — a market boss who thinks a grieving widow is his for the taking. Sam left his little girl only one thing: a phone number, and a promise that whoever answers will come. When Sofia finally dials it… Jack picks up. Saving them was the easy part. Derek's brother is Connor Malone — the tycoon who owns half of Pittsburgh. Overnight, he tears away every contract Ridgeline has, and brings Jack to his knees. They stripped him bare. They made him beg. But they forgot one thing: You do not humiliate a fallen soldier's widow in front of the men who bled for this country. The reckoning is coming —

Iris and Lyra are sisters born into an ordinary mage family. Iris is actually the legendary Grand Supreme of Stardust, yet only thirty percent of her power has returned after being sealed by the Lord of the Abyss. To shield her sister from Abyssal assassins, she deliberately conceals her identity and lives as a common‑mage. Only a handful of her subordinates who fought alongside her know who she truly is. Lyra has long been in love with Dylan, the heir to the top‑tier Fire House, and looks forward to their engagement party with all her heart. She has no idea that Dylan has already secretly been involved with Chloe, the Water House prodigy. On the day of the engagement party, Dylan publicly breaks off their betrothal. Chloe humiliates Lyra with magic, pushing her to the brink of collapse. Witnessing her sister being mistreated, Iris stops holding back her power entirely. The ancient stardust magic bursts forth in an instant, overwhelming Chloe's water‑element magic with a single strike and stripping Dylan of his magic, stunning everyone present. From then on, Iris embarks on a journey of protecting her sister and turning the tables. She reveals the truth to Lyra: the Ancient Wind God Bloodline slumbering within her sister is the only power capable of countering the Abyss. She awakens Lyra's Wind God Bloodline. The two sisters expose Dylan's infidelity together, defeat successive assassination plots set by Dylan and Chloe at the academy, and ultimately foil the Lord of the Abyss's scheme to invade the continent. In the end, Iris becomes the Grand Supreme revered by the four great mage Houses, while Lyra grows into a powerful Grand Magus of Wind. Standing side by side, the two sisters become each other's strongest support."

"My name is Catherine Moretti. I’m the illegitimate daughter of a mafia family—a woman who died once and clawed her way back. In my last life, my sister Rosa pushed me toward Grayson, who was stuck in a wheelchair, so she could marry Sergei. I became his caretaker, his crutch, and his outlet for desire. Then seven bullets from a rival family tore through my womb. At that exact moment, the man who had faked being paralyzed for years stood up and shoved me into the line of fire—just to protect the “heir” growing in Rosa’s belly. I was reborn on the day of the marriage selection. I pried Rosa’s hand off mine, looked everyone in the eye, and smiled. “This time, I choose no one.” They thought I was just throwing a tantrum. They had no idea I never wanted love. I wanted the highest seat in the mafia—the one they were all fighting over. Two men, the same face, and in both lives they picked the same woman. Fine by me. Saves me the trouble of getting revenge one by one. But this time, Grayson and Sergei are losing their minds with regret."

I died on the day I was supposed to receive the Pack’s Distinguished Service Award. Three hours after I died, my parents, my brother, and my mate were just wrapping up the graduation party they’d thrown for my sister. While my sister, Ella, was posting a cozy family photo on Instagram, I was locked in our basement, using my tongue to swipe on my phone and call for help. The only person who answered was my mate, Ryan. All he said was, "Sophie, cut the drama. Ella's graduation party is important. Enough with the tantrums!" This was the ninety-ninth time they had let me down. And the last. I lay in a pool of my own blood, my lungs still. They thought I was just throwing a fit, hiding somewhere. That if they taught me a lesson, I’d come crawling back. But they didn't know. I was home the whole time. I was already dead.

Cathy, the wealthy heiress, startled by her childhood friend Colin's confession, run away and left home for three years. During that time, she met Aron and married him. When her three brothers found her, she became a vegetable seller. Aron divorced her due to her status, making Cathy realize Aron's a scumbag. Cathy returned home with her brothers. At a family bidding event, she encountered Aron again, leading to a confrontation. With Colin's help, Cathy resolved the crisis. Subsequently, she was adored by her three doting brothers.

I died just before my husband Drake's wedding to his mate. Ten days before my death, Drake's former mate returned. Drake abandoned me to spend the night with his mate even though I was attacked by rogues and was severely injured. He came back directly the next day, not to see me but to give me the news. “I want to sever the mate bond with you.” “I’ve been poisoned by wolfsbane.” “You’re lying again. Regardless, I must reject you today.” He didn’t know that his rejection would hasten my death. I thought that after this stumbling block—me—was gone, he could finally live happily with his mate. But to my surprise, he abandoned his bride at the wedding and ran to my gravestone, weeping. “Lyra, you are my wife. I forbid you to die!”

The doctor said I only had three days left to live. Acute liver failure. My only hope was an experimental clinical trial. It was extremely risky, but had the faintest sliver of a chance to survive. But my husband, David, gave the last available spot... to my adopted sister, Emma, also my daughter’s godmother. Her condition was still in its early stages. He said it was the "right decision," because she “deserved to live more.” I signed the papers to forgo treatment and took the high-dose painkillers prescribed by the doctor. The cost? My organs would shut down, and I would die. When I handed over the jewelry company I’d poured my heart into, along with all my designs, to Emma, my parents praised me, saying, “Now that’s what a good big sister should do.” When I agreed to divorce David so he could marry Emma, he said, “You’ve finally learned to be understanding.” When I told my daughter to call Emma ‘Mom,’ she clapped her hands and said, “Emma is such a gentle and kind mother!” When I gave all my assets to Emma, everyone in the family thought it was only natural. No one noticed anything was wrong with me. I’m just curious. Will they still be able to smile when they find out I'm dead?