

I have been bound to Ryan Hardin for nine years. He is pureblood, the Alpha of Silverfang Pack. And I… I was chosen as nothing more than a “temporary Luna,” a political pawn to steady the pack’s power. In those nine years, he betrayed me countless times. The first time, on my birthday, he announced that the celebration belonged to another she-wolf he had just met. The second time, I brewed medicine for his injuries, only to be accused by the Elders of bewitching the Alpha. He didn’t defend me—instead, he ordered me to be whipped in front of the entire pack. The third time, I was three months pregnant. He stood there, watching as his childhood sweetheart pushed me down the stone steps. I lost our pup that day. Nine years. Three thousand two hundred nights. I endured his indifference, his humiliation, his contempt. Last night, at the Silverfang Pack’s full-moon feast, he openly entwined his hand with a young Omega’s while I sat abandoned at the far end of the Alpha’s table. Every gaze cut into me—wolves whispering, mocking, savoring the spectacle. It was his 200th betrayal. When the feast ended, Ryan didn’t even look at me. His words were sharper than fangs: “Don’t forget, your Luna title is only temporary.” At dawn, he descended the Alpha’s staircase, his voice cold and commanding as if I were a servant: “Prepare the council’s tea. Now.” I met his gaze without flinching, my voice steady, stripped of all submission. “I’m sorry, Alpha. That is no longer my duty.” He seems to forget—we were never bound by a mark. Ours was an agreement, nothing more. And today marks the third-to-last day before that agreement ends. I gathered the Luna emblem, the wedding ring, and our only wedding photo—and burned them all. In three days, I’ll leave this pack. I will return to the secluded Herbal Academy, reclaim my research. And this time, when I walk away, I will never return.

I have been bound to Ryan Hardin for nine years. He is pureblood, the Alpha of Silverfang Pack. And I… I was chosen as nothing more than a “temporary Luna,” a political pawn to steady the pack’s power. In those nine years, he betrayed me countless times. The first time, on my birthday, he announced that the celebration belonged to another she-wolf he had just met. The second time, I brewed medicine for his injuries, only to be accused by the Elders of bewitching the Alpha. He didn’t defend me—instead, he ordered me to be whipped in front of the entire pack. The third time, I was three months pregnant. He stood there, watching as his childhood sweetheart pushed me down the stone steps. I lost our pup that day. Nine years. Three thousand two hundred nights. I endured his indifference, his humiliation, his contempt. Last night, at the Silverfang Pack’s full-moon feast, he openly entwined his hand with a young Omega’s while I sat abandoned at the far end of the Alpha’s table. Every gaze cut into me—wolves whispering, mocking, savoring the spectacle. It was his 200th betrayal. When the feast ended, Ryan didn’t even look at me. His words were sharper than fangs: “Don’t forget, your Luna title is only temporary.” At dawn, he descended the Alpha’s staircase, his voice cold and commanding as if I were a servant: “Prepare the council’s tea. Now.” I met his gaze without flinching, my voice steady, stripped of all submission. “I’m sorry, Alpha. That is no longer my duty.” He seems to forget—we were never bound by a mark. Ours was an agreement, nothing more. And today marks the third-to-last day before that agreement ends. I gathered the Luna emblem, the wedding ring, and our only wedding photo—and burned them all. In three days, I’ll leave this pack. I will return to the secluded Herbal Academy, reclaim my research. And this time, when I walk away, I will never return.

For three hundred years, the cultivator Sean Yale single-handedly guarded the pass, keeping the demon invasion at bay and ensuring peace for Aureate. But his long vigil bred only complacency and distrust. Accused of fabricating the demon threat, he was cast out by the very nation he protected. Without him, the demons descended, throwing the realm into chaos. As Aureate faced its doom, Sean moved on, aiding other lands against the onslaught, his legendary might now sought by all who once doubted him. In the end, it was he who pushed the demons back to the wastelands and restored peace, leaving those who betrayed him to face the consequences of their folly.
![[ENG DUB] A Curtain of Silk, A Life Untold](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
On their fifth anniversary, Jessie Eves caught her husband with his mistress, who was in her late grandmother's opera costume. She then cut ties with his company, sold her shares, and flew abroad to restart her opera career, vanishing from his life forever.

Lost for years, Murphy is finally reunited with the powerful Sinclair family, only to be framed by the adopted son Yves. In the end, he’s burned to death by his own sisters. By a twist of fate, Murphy is reborn five years earlier. This time, he cuts all ties with the family and chooses to be a farmer. He finds the Magic Spring, grows priceless produce, rises to the top, finds love, and watches the Sinclair family collapse from within.

She was a noble lady from ancient times, driven to suicide by her own family. Her spirit, bound by vengeance, lingered long after her revenge was complete—until her only remaining desire led her to a modern-day girl, equally betrayed and discarded by her blood. They strike a fateful bargain: the girl offers her body, and the vengeful spirit is reborn in her place. Now, inhabiting this new life, she finds herself in a world where a false heiress has stolen her identity, and her own parents and brother view her with nothing but disdain.Wielding the supernatural powers of her past existence, she begins to unravel the web of lies and injustices that doomed the girl whose form she now wears. Her quest for justice is intertwined with another, deeper search: for the lover she lost centuries ago. As past and present collide, she will use every ounce of her wrath and the aid of her rediscovered love to make the cruel family that wronged them both—in two different lifetimes—face a devastating reckoning.

The wealthiest tycoon's daughter, Eva Stone, conceals her identity to be with the financially struggling Wills Zuck. However, Wills, driven by ambitions to align himself with the influential, betrays her by having an affair with the impostor, Lina Clark, who poses as Eva Stone. In the ultimate revelation, Eva unveils her true identity, delivering a resounding blow to the unfaithful man and deceitful woman in a compelling tale of intrigue and personal triumph.

University student Rachel met city tycoon Connor while working part-time as a massage therapist to earn money for her mother's medical expenses, leading to a one-night stand. Later, at school, Connor discovered that Rachel was his student, and he helped her multiple times when she faced challenges from her aunt. Their relationship deepened despite various obstacles, and eventually, Connor married her. Rachel became pregnant, and they found happiness together.

Rihanna injures Gael, CEO of Doyle Group, and mistakenly believes she has caused him to lose his ability to have children. Out of responsibility, she chooses to marry him. But Gael has secretly loved her for many years. He decides to conceal his "medical condition," seizing the opportunity to be close to her, and begins a sweet love story with Rihanna where marriage comes before love.
![[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.