

Three years ago, Gabriella Kelly unknowingly convinced her husband Ray Chambers to sponsor college student Angela Mitchell's education as a blessing for their future child. Three years later, Angela arrives at Ray’s company for an internship with two friends, but she completely misreads the situation and believes Ray is interested in her romantically. She begins acting like she owns the place at work and shockingly mistakes the pregnant Gabriella for Ray's mistress, even going so far as to cause her miscarriage.

"In our tenth year together, the King of the Gods, Aetheon, threw the grandest wedding I had ever seen on the peak of Mount Olympus. And at the ceremony itself, he calmly told me he had cheated on me. ""Go on with the rite, or stop it right now. It's your call."" He swirled the wine in his cup, bored. He told me that just before the ceremony began, he had sex with a mortal girl. The world went cold around me. I stared up at the king standing high above me. ""Do you love her that much?"" His brow creased slightly, as if he thought I was making too much of it. ""Not really. She's a fragile little mortal, nothing more."" ""You've just been so proper, so well-behaved these past ten years. Never a flaw I could find. It was interesting, for once, to be adored by someone who didn't know any better."" He turned the thunder ring on his finger as if none of it mattered. ""Don't worry. If you choose to go through with the ceremony, you'll still be my queen—no question. And if you want to throw a fit about it, fine. Throw your fit. I won't stop you."" I stood frozen on the altar platform. I had waited ten years for this day. And now the perfect ceremony in front of me pressed down on my chest until I couldn't breathe."

On our seventh wedding anniversary, I was straddling my Mafia husband, Lucian, kissing him deeply. My fingers fumbled in the pocket of my expensive silk dress, searching for the pregnancy test I'd hidden there. I wanted to save the news of my unexpected pregnancy for the end of the evening. Lucian's right-hand man, Marco, asked with a suggestive smile in Italian: "Don, your new little canary, Sophia. How does she taste?" Lucian's mocking laughter vibrated through my chest, sending a chill down my spine. He replied, also in Italian: "Like an unripe peach. Fresh and tender." His hand was still caressing my waist, but his gaze was distant. "Just keep this between us. If my Donna finds out, I'm a dead man." His men chuckled knowingly, raising their glasses and swearing their silence. The warmth in my blood turned to ice, inch by inch. The one thing they didn’t know was that my grandmother was from Sicily, so I understood every word. I forced myself to remain calm, keeping the perfect smile of a Donna fixed in place, but the hand holding my champagne flute trembled. Instead of making a scene, I opened my phone, found the invitation I had received a few days ago for a private international medical research project, and tapped "Accept." In three days, I would disappear from Lucian's world completely.

On our seventh wedding anniversary, I was straddling my Mafia husband, Lucian, kissing him deeply. My fingers fumbled in the pocket of my expensive silk dress, searching for the pregnancy test I'd hidden there. I wanted to save the news of my unexpected pregnancy for the end of the evening. Lucian's right-hand man, Marco, asked with a suggestive smile in Italian: "Don, your new little canary, Sophia. How does she taste?" Lucian's mocking laughter vibrated through my chest, sending a chill down my spine. He replied, also in Italian: "Like an unripe peach. Fresh and tender." His hand was still caressing my waist, but his gaze was distant. "Just keep this between us. If my Donna finds out, I'm a dead man." His men chuckled knowingly, raising their glasses and swearing their silence. The warmth in my blood turned to ice, inch by inch. The one thing they didn’t know was that my grandmother was from Sicily, so I understood every word. I forced myself to remain calm, keeping the perfect smile of a Donna fixed in place, but the hand holding my champagne flute trembled. Instead of making a scene, I opened my phone, found the invitation I had received a few days ago for a private international medical research project, and tapped "Accept." In three days, I would disappear from Lucian's world completely.

Struggling office worker Daniel Clark accidentally joins a secret chat group where anything can be bought for pennies. He assumes it's a scam until he successfully purchases a villa for just one dollar. As his fortune grows, he teams up with the stunning CEO Wendy White.Together, they navigate corporate crises and outmaneuver rivals.Amidst the chaos of wealth and power, a slow-burning romance begins to blossom.

To fulfill her grandpa's promise, Linda Bell spent six months incognito in the shadow of Scott Group, the corporate kingdom of her betrothed, Carey Scott.By day, an unassuming pawn; by night, the invisible hand steadying his failing empire with the silent might of her family's influence.She resurrected their IPO from ruin... yet her warnings fell on deaf ears.Blinded by his calculating assistant Elsie Walter, Carey scorned her every olive branch. Until the day she shed her disguise like a second skin and revealed the storm beneath.The boardroom fell silent. The heiress emerged.Then she vanished, leaving his stock prices in freefall.
![[ENG DUB] The Engagement Ended, The Legend Began](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
To fulfill her grandpa's promise, Linda Bell spent six months incognito in the shadow of Scott Group, the corporate kingdom of her betrothed, Carey Scott.By day, an unassuming pawn; by night, the invisible hand steadying his failing empire with the silent might of her family's influence.She resurrected their IPO from ruin... yet her warnings fell on deaf ears.Blinded by his calculating assistant Elsie Walter, Carey scorned her every olive branch. Until the day she shed her disguise like a second skin and revealed the storm beneath.The boardroom fell silent. The heiress emerged.Then she vanished, leaving his stock prices in freefall.

Na-yul had been having a miserable time lately. The workload was already overwhelming when shared among three people, and on top of that, she constantly had to clean up the messes caused by her junior colleague. “…Kwon Si-jin….” That bastard. Kwon Si-jin was a completely hopeless human being. Hopeless in character, hopeless in the words he spoke—a man who knew better than anyone how to trample on another person’s dignity and self-worth with his words alone. And once again today, because of that utterly hopeless man… Grinding her teeth, Na-yul stared at her frozen computer screen for ten straight minutes. It was already 11 p.m. Friday night. 11 p.m. Drawn by the distant glow of light, guided purely by rage and instinct, she marched straight into CEO Kwon Si-jin’s office and flung the door open. “Sir, I really don’t think this is acceptable. I—” “……” “Sir? Are you okay?” Their eyes met in midair. Hot breaths tangled with cold ones. Time seemed to stop completely— Leaving Na-yul face to face with her boss, who was behaving suspiciously late at night during overtime.

After a childhood tragedy, Jenna Avery can see the dead. The ability doesn't fix anything. It just makes life exhausting and lonely. Then the spirit of Jasper Hart, a man left in a coma by an accident, shows up. Only Jenna can see or hear him, and their strange cohabitation begins. They bicker, help restless ghosts find closure, and slowly grow closer. But a nameless threat draws near and a buried past starts to surface. Can they survive, and can Jasper make it back to his body?

After years of secretly dating her billionaire boss, Mable is shocked by his engagement news, realizing she's been a stand-in for his lost first love. Fleeing his pursuit, Mable stumbles into a whirl of fate, love and scandal.

After my older sister Rachelle came home from dialysis, the atmosphere at home was suffocating. She curled up on the couch, thin as a rail. She was nagging me hard and telling me not to tire myself out too much at work. Dad was by the door smoking. To get money to treat Rachelle’s condition, he had sold our old house and land. Dirty and muddied, my fiance, who had always viewed Rachelle as a sister of his own, brought home his week’s salary. They all lamented how unfair life was to already poor and suffering people who had to suffer even more. I looked at myself in the mirror with my bleeding nose and flushed away the report with my acute leukemia diagnosis. During dinner, Dad suddenly said, “Ryleigh, Rachelle needs a kidney. You’re healthy and young. You might be a match.” I looked at Rachelle’s pleading eyes and coldly put my cutlery down. “I won’t do it. I’ll be a cripple with one less kidney. How am I supposed to find someone to marry then?” Dad slapped me hard, even as my fiance called me ungrateful. I slammed the door shut as I left. I looked for the nearest room to the hospital to rent so that I could wait it out until I died. The room I found was only five blocks away from the organ donation center.

Orphaned and utterly alone, Frank Judson has lived undercover for years on end. To perfect his alias, he's mingled in every entertainment den in the city, only to be busted, again and again, by Lila Tynan, his high school desk mate turned police detective. A reunion, but not the kind he'd imagined. Then comes the order from Captain Sam Lunn: infiltrate the inner circle of Bernice Ruth, the shadow queen of Yorick's underworld.Starting from the foot spa SpaVille,Frank begins to peel back layer after layer of deception. Yet when the fog clears, she realizes, deep down, he's still the same boy she once knew.

Forced into marriage, Noelle reluctantly endures a series of blind dates until she meets Sebastian, a charming yet seemingly ordinary man. Enchanted by his allure, she marries him, anticipating a simple life. However, she soon discovers that Sebastian is not as he seems. Unveiling Sebastian's true identity as a billionaire, secrets begin to unravel, thrusting Noelle into an unexpected situation as she gradually uncovers the truth about his past...
![[ENG DUB] My Shapeshifter Husbands Went Mad for Me](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Veterinary intern Chiara is unexpectedly transported into a novel, becoming the infamous Peacock Princess of a shapeshifter world. Drawing on her professional expertise and gentle heart, Chiara gradually untangles the emotional knots of her shapeshifting husbands, helping them rediscover their purpose. Along the way, she herself grows from a good-for-nothing princess into a Level-5 powerhouse. The men who once dismissed her are now filled with regret, while the healed shapeshifting husbands develop an intense possessiveness and devotion toward her, unfolding a sweet yet fiercely competitive love story—a romance set in a chaotic battlefield of desire.

Naomie Baker is reborn and returns transformed, shedding her former timidity and revealing a cold, decisive ruthlessness. She punishes the wicked and strikes fear into the Baker family, showing no mercy to her elder brother Lucas, who had repeatedly humiliated her. Her younger sister Chloe schemes against her time and again, only to be outmaneuvered at every turn. In the end, Chloe’s true identity as a traitor colluding with enemy forces is exposed, and she is sent to prison.Joining forces with the male lead Arthur, Naomie works in perfect coordination, inside and out, to completely crush the rebellion. Together they ascend the throne and rule the realm side by side, with Naomie becoming a legendary empress remembered for generations to come.

Aurora ends her three-year secret relationship with Emerson, believing it is just a transaction. She has no idea he is the mysterious best-selling author X she has always admired. When Emerson returns as the CEO of her company, he turns into her dominant boss. As they are forced to live under the same roof and uncover the truth about her father’s death, old feelings ignite again. A sudden pregnancy and family conflicts have once again pushed their love to the edge.

Veterinary intern Chiara is unexpectedly transported into a novel, becoming the infamous Peacock Princess of a shapeshifter world. Drawing on her professional expertise and gentle heart, Chiara gradually untangles the emotional knots of her shapeshifting husbands, helping them rediscover their purpose. Along the way, she herself grows from a good-for-nothing princess into a Level-5 powerhouse. The men who once dismissed her are now filled with regret, while the healed shapeshifting husbands develop an intense possessiveness and devotion toward her, unfolding a sweet yet fiercely competitive love story—a romance set in a chaotic battlefield of desire.

"Don't move. Your dress isn't on properly." Alpha Leo Stonewell lifted a hand to adjust my ceremonial gown. But the next second, the words that came out of his mouth sent a chill down my spine. "Layla, let Lilith wear this dress instead. Don't show up at our marking ceremony on the night of the full moon. She'll take your place then." I looked up immediately. "Have you lost your mind?" He sighed softly as if to suggest I was being unreasonable. "Lilith is just an Omega in the pack. I can't bear to let her stay with me without a rightful title. Tomorrow, I'll officially mark her during the ceremony." The northern wind sliced across my face. It felt bitterly cold, but it could hardly compare to the freezing ache in my chest. "We're supposed to become mates tomorrow. If you're going to mark her, then what did the past ten years between us even mean?" Leo frowned. Impatience crept into his voice. "Your wolf spirit has been dormant all this time. To the other werewolves in the pack, you're no different from an Omega. Layla, don't worry. Even if I mark her, I'll still take care of you for the rest of your life. Let her have this marking ceremony. Lilith is young and beautiful. She can't handle being wronged." My face slowly drained of color. If this Alpha thought I wasn't as young or beautiful as Lilith Lambert, then I didn't want him as my mate either.