

Alex was the son of Poseidon, the God of the Sea, and the recognized King of the entire coastal continent. To protect the woman he loved, he deliberately concealed his royal identity and disguised himself as an ordinary farmer, quietly spending five years of resources helping the down-and-out Amy family rise into the nobility. Amy, however, only had eyes for power and status. She despised the farmer-like Alex from the bottom of her heart. At a noble banquet, together with her mother Monica and her admirer Blake, she publicly humiliated and expelled Alex, tearing up their engagement with her own hands and trampling on the castle deed and the treasured Heart of the Ocean he had given her. On the way, Queen Helena of the Odin Empire was besieged by werewolves. Alex stepped in to save her and gifted her the Sea Hunter's Blade, a weapon capable of suppressing werewolves. Helena fell for him at first sight and offered to marry him with her entire empire as dowry, but Alex politely declined, still devoted to Amy. When a large pack of werewolves attacked the Odin castle, the Sea Blade unleashed its divine power and drove back the wolves. Upon learning that Alex had gone to Amy's banquet, Helena immediately set off for Moore Castle. At the banquet, Amy and her companions continued to belittle and expel Alex, even ordering silver-armored knights to strip him of his royal cloak and the Trident of Poseidon. The instant the knights moved to act, Alex stopped hiding, revealing his kingly regalia, his identity on the verge of being exposed. Helena arrived just in time and publicly declared Alex to be the future sovereign of the Odin Empire. All the nobles present—Amy, Monica, Blake—were plunged into extreme shock and utter collapse.

After the war of the gods, Thrud takes on the heavy duty of ruling the Aesir. She resurrects Alviss — once turned to stone for offending Zeus — and elevates him into a god of her own clan. Grateful for everything Thrud has sacrificed, Alviss swears he will cherish her. When Thrud returns to the realm wounded, she finds Alviss being intimate with an envoy named Levia — and Levia is wearing her crown and her sacred marriage band. Alviss claims that Levia cared for him during the years he was stone, and that he has already elevated her to the rank of divine envoy. When Levia deliberately drops the band, Thrud finally reaches her breaking point and strikes her, stripping Levia of her title on the spot and banishing her from the realm of the Aesir.
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In gratitude to his wife, Malty Sitch, for saving his life, Troy Drake disguises himself as an ordinary man while secretly helping the Stitch family business grow. However, when Malty starts to gain fame and fortune, she unexpectedly asks for a divorce. Later on, Troy gradually unveils his true identity, leaving Malty in disbelief as even the mayor bows to his command!

At 15, Pear Lester, the only heiress of the Lester family, fell from a cliff and lost her memory. Thirty years later, she lived as a humble fish seller at the local market. One day, after being bullied by her own son and daughter-in-law, she escaped, only to cross paths with a refined gentleman, Zachary Gordon. Introducing himself as the CEO of a major company—and her long-lost fiancé—Zachary helped Pear reclaim her former life. With her memories slowly returning, Pear was determined to restore justice and take back her power!

In the fog-choked steam city of Verlock, Chloe Ashborne survives a brutal family massacre and hides herself as a disfigured, mute maid sneaking into the obsidian Clock Tower Manor—the stronghold of the cold and powerful Duke Liam. Covered in wax scars and pretending to be timid and clumsy, she hides her true identity as the last heir of the Ashborne mechanical clan, a master toxic healer, top gear decoder, and deadly combat fighter. Her only goal is to retrieve the sealed case files that record the truth of her family's murder from the manor's confidential machine room. As she lurks in the shadows, she repeatedly arouses Liam's suspicion and curiosity. She narrowly escapes frame-up and fatal traps set by the jealous captain of the female guards, saves Liam from fatal steam poison and assassin attacks, and secretly controls the manor's defense gear system in crisis. While the line between hatred and attraction blurs, Chloe's layered disguises are gradually stripped away one by one. When she finally breaks into the secret chamber to obtain the files, she falls into a carefully laid trap, and her true face and identity are completely exposed to Liam. The two fall into misunderstanding and confrontation, until the real murderer behind the massacre launches a full-scale attack on Clock Tower. Standing amid fire, gunsmoke and collapsing steam machinery, Chloe and Liam lay down their hatred, fight side by side to defeat the evil guild, uncover the buried truth, and turn a revenge disguise into a fated love bonded by gears, steam and redemption.

At nine months pregnant, I was in the final stretch of my term, and my body heavy with a baby due any day. But my husband, Vito Falcone, underboss of the family, had locked me away. He held me in a sterile underground medical room and injected me with a labor suppressant. As I screamed in agony, he coldly told me to endure it. Because his brother's widow, Scarlett, was expected to go into labor at the exact same time. A blood oath he'd made with his late brother declared that the firstborn son would inherit the family's lucrative West Coast territory. "That inheritance belongs to Scarlett's child," he said. "With Daemon gone, she is utterly alone and destitute. You have my love, Alessia. All of it. I just need her to deliver safely. Then it's your turn." The drug was a constant, agonizing torment. I begged him to take me to a hospital. He grabbed me by the throat, forcing me to meet his icy gaze. "Stop the act! I know you're fine. You’re just trying to steal the inheritance." "To get ahead of Scarlett, you'll stop at nothing." My face was ashen. My body convulsed as I managed a desperate whisper. "The baby's coming. I don't care about the inheritance. I just love you, and I want our child to be born safely!" He sneered. "If you were really that innocent, if you had an ounce of love for me, you wouldn't have forced Scarlett to sign that prenup, waiving her child's inheritance rights." "Don't worry, I'll be back for you after she's given birth. you're carrying my own flesh and blood, after all." He kept a vigil outside Scarlett's delivery room all night. It was only after seeing the newborn in her arms that he remembered me. He finally sent his second in command, Marco, to release me. But when Marco finally called, his voice was shaking. "Boss... the missus and the baby... they're gone." In that moment, Vito Falcone shattered

At nine months pregnant, I was in the final stretch of my term, and my body heavy with a baby due any day. But my husband, Vito Falcone, underboss of the family, had locked me away. He held me in a sterile underground medical room and injected me with a labor suppressant. As I screamed in agony, he coldly told me to endure it. Because his brother's widow, Scarlett, was expected to go into labor at the exact same time. A blood oath he'd made with his late brother declared that the firstborn son would inherit the family's lucrative West Coast territory. "That inheritance belongs to Scarlett's child," he said. "With Daemon gone, she is utterly alone and destitute. You have my love, Alessia. All of it. I just need her to deliver safely. Then it's your turn." The drug was a constant, agonizing torment. I begged him to take me to a hospital. He grabbed me by the throat, forcing me to meet his icy gaze. "Stop the act! I know you're fine. You’re just trying to steal the inheritance." "To get ahead of Scarlett, you'll stop at nothing." My face was ashen. My body convulsed as I managed a desperate whisper. "The baby's coming. I don't care about the inheritance. I just love you, and I want our child to be born safely!" He sneered. "If you were really that innocent, if you had an ounce of love for me, you wouldn't have forced Scarlett to sign that prenup, waiving her child's inheritance rights." "Don't worry, I'll be back for you after she's given birth. you're carrying my own flesh and blood, after all." He kept a vigil outside Scarlett's delivery room all night. It was only after seeing the newborn in her arms that he remembered me. He finally sent his second in command, Marco, to release me. But when Marco finally called, his voice was shaking. "Boss... the missus and the baby... they're gone." In that moment, Vito Falcone shattered