

Leonardo's adoptive sister pulled off a new trick, and this time, it was threatening to slit her wrists. So, like second nature, he handed me the divorce papers. I didn't even read it and let out a self-deprecating laugh. "Leonardo, this is the eighth time. In the entire history of Siciliana, no mafia Don has ever abandoned his partner as frequently as you." He yanked at his tie in frustration, a pleading look surfacing in his eyes. "Bianca, I have to do this. You know Gia's mental state. I can't just leave her to fend for herself, can I? "Move out for a few days first. Don't worry. Once I calm her down, I promise we'll get remarried right away!" I signed in silence. He had already repeated those exact words to me eight times. We finalized the paperwork in family lawyer's office. Pushing up his glasses, the family lawyer, Luca, teased lightly, "When are you guys coming back to sign the ninth marriage contract?" I put away the divorce papers stamped with the Corleone family wax seal and shook my head. "There won't be a next time."
![[ENG DUB] She Seemed So Angelic](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Zoe Simmons's husband, Morgan Lawrence, was a man incapable of love. Yet, he sheltered another woman—Mia Sutton, a girl praised for her angelic purity. At the family banquet, Zoe's defiance only earned her a divorce agreement. When she refused to sign, Morgan escalated his cruelty, ultimately causing her parents' deaths. Reborn to the day she discovered her husband's infidelity, Zoe gets a second chance.This time, she swiftly moves her parents to safety and drafts the divorce papers herself. But one burning question remains: just what kind of "angel" is the other woman, Mia? She is determined to see her with her own eyes.

After three years of secretly safeguarding his wife, James Wilson is stunned when she returns from war carrying another man's child, and the truth he reveals at her ceremony leaves Julia with a regret she can never undo.

Leora, a fallen noblewoman orphaned and left with nothing, is forced to become a sacrifice to save her younger sister. At the brink of death, her blood awakens Arkan, a Lion God sealed away for a thousand years. Cursed with a deadly, bone-deep frost poison, Arkan finds relief only in Leora's warmth. He brands her with the mark of his divine wife before all and forces her to remain by his side, giving her seven days to consummate their divine marriage and break the curse. But their wedding night will also mark the moment his poison transfers entirely to Leora, freezing his mortal bride to death. Torn between genuine affection and cruel manipulation, Leora pretends to submit and draws close to his heart. The instant she melts his icy defenses, she strikes without hesitation, driving a hairpin into him. In this tragic romance between god and mortal, where one life must be traded for another, can either of them escape their deadly fate?

Sharon Houde becomes pregnant with powerful CEO Travis Leake’s baby after a one-night stand. When her aunt tries to pressure her into letting her cousin take her place, she hears the voice of her unborn child—the reincarnated soul of a mystic arts grandmaster who can foresee the future. With his guidance, Sharon helps him regain his powers and, in turn, earns her rightful place in the family, while a jealous rival and a long-standing family nemesis lurk in the shadows.

Seraphina, a six-winged Seraph, was framed by her adoptive sister Aurelia and brutally slaughtered by demons in the Abyss. Seven days after her death, her spirit watched as her parents busied themselves with their adopted daughter, utterly indifferent to her disappearance. By the time they finally discovered that the mangled remains belonged to their own biological daughter, Seraphina had already vanished, consumed by despair. Her hatred coalesced into her return as Astrea, the eight-winged Angel of Judgment; she turned the tables on her tormentors, exacting a retribution a hundredfold for the abuse she had suffered. With her vengeance fulfilled, she transformed into a star, and the power of her eight wings chose the orphan Lilith to carry on the legacy of hope.

Theo Olson used to believe that only a son could carry on the family line. So, he neglected his three daughters and doted on an ungrateful nephew while endlessly exploiting his devoted wife, Sophia Blair. Reborn, he sets out to make amends by cherishing his daughters and spoiling his wife, building the warm, stable family he once neglected.

In the seven years that I have been bound to my Alpha heir mate Garrett, he had slept with every single friend around me. I pretended I saw nothing. I kept fulfilling my duties as the future Luna. Until the day I gave birth, his new mistress led rogue wolves straight to me. Their claws pierced through my belly with cruel precision. My mother was even killed by them when she tried to save me. In that desperate moment, I used the mind link to contact Garrett and begged him to save us. "Aria, when did you learn to pull these tricks? Don't think your pathetic acting will make me care about you." After saying that, he shut down the mind link. But he did send a car—to pick up his new mistress. By the time the patrol found me and rushed me to the hospital, the baby in my belly had been clawed out. My mother died too. The rogue wolves' poison coursed through her wounds until her body gave up. When I woke up, I stared numbly at Garrett's grandfather, the current Alpha of the Shadowmoon Pack. "Let me go," I said flatly. "Whatever I owed your pack, I've paid it back with my life."

In her past life, Jenna Judd helped Elliot Grant build his business empire using her family's connections. Once he succeeded, he brought his childhood sweetheart, Ann Lawson into the company and let her wreak havoc, repeatedly forcing Jenna to clean up the mess. Ann's death was her own doing, but Elliot pinned all the blame on Jenna. Now reborn, Jenna sees his true colors and plans to turn his greed against him.

This is the ninth year Dante and I have honored the Month of No Masters. The Corinni family's heir apparent believes this will make our relationship last longer. For one month after our dating anniversary each year, he is free, and we stay out of each other's lives. If either of us finds someone more suitable, we are to wish them well. If not, we go back to the way things were after a month. Around me, the men of the family are spraying champagne with abandon. "To another year of freedom! Congratulations to our Underboss on reclaiming his bachelor status!" "The family betting pool is open! Place your bets on the left if you think they'll still get married, and on the right if you think it's over for good!" Through the hazy cigar smoke, I sat on the corner of a leather sofa, a cold observer, as if this whole farce had nothing to do with me. Dante's hand was curled around Scarlett's waist as he brushed past me, whispering, "Don't get any ideas. You'll always be my only Donna." "I'm a kite. No matter how far I fly, the string is always in your hand." I pressed my cold fingers against the gentle swell of my belly, my expression a blank mask. Dante, this time at the family's betting table, I'm putting my money on "the end." I'm going to vanish from your world completely. That kite string you're so proud of? Tonight, I'm cutting it myself.