

After five years teaching in a remote village, Winona Truman returns to Rivertown to reunite with her brother, Nathan Truman—now the city's richest man.On her way to the hotel, Winona selflessly steps in to save Nathan's fiancée, Margaret Lee, from a speeding car. However, her act of kindness is met with betrayal as she suffers unimaginable humiliation, physical assault, and emotional torment. Margaret, unaware of Winona's true identity, cruelly tramples on her most cherished gifts and family letters. Just in time, Nathan arrives and witnesses the abuse his sister has endured. A storm of family, justice, and love is about to erupt.

Sierra Lowe, a genius from the future research institute, dies unexpectedly and wakes up 100 years in the past as the fiancée of Commander Ethan Nacht. Her plan is simple: lay low, earn money, and avoid trouble. And when the ninth wife finally rises to power, she’ll happily step aside. But on their wedding day, Commander Ethan hears her inner thoughts loud and clear: “So this is Ethan Nacht, the guy who secretly slept with the ninth wife?”Ethan was baffled: "Father only had eight wives. Where did the ninth come from?"

Kate’s been with Nick for six years—no ring, just excuses. So Kate signs up for a reality show where couples swap partners. Four tempting men. One big question: Is Nick really her forever? Get ready for drama, desire, and a whole lot of temptation.

Jackson Tiller and Emily Gateley break down the chaos of filming the viral show "Uncle Richard Is My Baby Daddy," sharing behind-the-scenes stories, on-set chemistry, and the wild ride of acting for vertical TV. Raw, funny, and unfiltered—this is where drama meets real talk.

When Netherworld descends upon reality, all humanity awakens professions based on their talents. Advancing through professional ranks requires massive amounts of Netherworld currency, nether credit. Colin Sanders, who died in the Netherworld in his previous life,returns to the past with his game interface intact, right before the descent begins. He frantically recharges his account with nether credit, filling his Netherworld bank account to unlimited capacity. When Netherworld finally arrives, Colin uses his infinite wealth to forge three divine artifacts, upgrading his D-rank blacksmith profession to a divine blacksmith,then advances twice more to become the God of Creation, ultimately defeating Netherworld’s final boss.

When I went to reissue my mate certificate, the Werewolf Affairs Division told me, "Your mate certificate is a forgery. We have no record of your registration." I stared at the clerk, unable to believe what I was hearing. "But Sam and I registered five years ago. That's impossible. Could you please check again?" The clerk gave me a look before double-checking the files. "We found Alpha Sam's record. But the registered mate… isn't you." My voice trembled. "Then who is Sam's legal mate?" The clerk didn't hesitate. "Lily." I gripped the back of the chair, white-knuckled, just to keep myself upright. Until the clerk had spoken that name, I'd still held on to hope. Maybe it was a clerical error. A mix-up. But of all people, it had to be Lily, Sam's childhood friend. And suddenly, everything started to make sense. In five years of being Sam's mate, he had never marked me. We'd only held a mating ceremony—no certificate, no legal bond. I had given up everything for that ceremony, poured all my hope and love into it, believing I was his, only to find the certificate was fake. The five years I'd thought were mine—our happiness—had all been a lie, crafted and upheld by appearances. If none of it was truly mine, then there's only one thing left for me to do. Leave.

Genius Dr. Liam married into the wealthy Chloe family out of gratitude, becoming a full-time house husband while secretly pouring everything he has into saving their crumbling empire. But Chloe blindly trusts her ex, Zac, believing Liam is only after their fortune—and even trusts Zac's lies over her own husband, putting their daughter Mia in mortal danger. When the truth about Mia's near-death experience finally surfaces, and Liam's hidden identity is revealed, Chloe is left with nothing. Can she win back the husband and daughter she took for granted?

Gentle housewife Sarah meets her husband's new colleague Diego at a family dinner, only to be drugged and assaulted by him, filmed, and blackmailed. Forced to assist in stealing commercial secrets, she endures prolonged mental manipulation and abuse. Gradually awakening from silent fear, Sarah secretly cooperates with the police, lays a trap, and engages in a life-and-death struggle to bring down the entire criminal network. In the end, she walks out of the trauma and rediscovers herself.

At the party for our first wedding anniversary, I hit the floor—face-first on a red carpet, gasping like a fish out of water. Carlo Pipino, my husband, had his arm draped around Gianna Verde, his childhood flame, sipping champagne and laughing. Gianna knew I was allergic to nuts. So, obviously, she bathed everything in hazelnut dressing. One bite and boom—my throat locked, my lungs lit up, and hives popped like confetti. I reached for my allergy meds—came up with a fistful of melted M&Ms instead. Gianna laughed when she saw my face. "Surprise! Carlo swapped your meds. Seriously, Siena, one nut? Dramatic much?" I slid off my chair, wheezing, while the crowd placed bets on how long my "performance" would last. "Carlo... my meds..." I croaked. "Please. I'm gonna die." He sighed, annoyed. "God, you're so dramatic. Why do women always play dead for attention? You know I love you. Just stop this show already." Right then, my heart shattered faster than my lungs could. I stopped begging. Hit the distress signal. Called my real family.

At the party for our first wedding anniversary, I hit the floor—face-first on a red carpet, gasping like a fish out of water. Carlo Pipino, my husband, had his arm draped around Gianna Verde, his childhood flame, sipping champagne and laughing. Gianna knew I was allergic to nuts. So, obviously, she bathed everything in hazelnut dressing. One bite and boom—my throat locked, my lungs lit up, and hives popped like confetti. I reached for my allergy meds—came up with a fistful of melted M&Ms instead. Gianna laughed when she saw my face. "Surprise! Carlo swapped your meds. Seriously, Siena, one nut? Dramatic much?" I slid off my chair, wheezing, while the crowd placed bets on how long my "performance" would last. "Carlo... my meds..." I croaked. "Please. I'm gonna die." He sighed, annoyed. "God, you're so dramatic. Why do women always play dead for attention? You know I love you. Just stop this show already." Right then, my heart shattered faster than my lungs could. I stopped begging. Hit the distress signal. Called my real family.