

Deaf and mute for seven years, Emelie Byrne's entire world is Marvin Barlow, until she watches him sign away his own future for his first love. Heartbroken, she agrees to an arranged marriage, only to end up married to a doctor, Kyle Morgan, a man who feels like a stranger to her. But he turns out to be the one who ran into a burning building to save her seven years ago. By the time Marvin finally realizes that the person who quietly supported him all those years, the only one who understood him when he couldn't hear or speak, was Emelie all along, it's already too late. This time, she isn't standing in for anyone. She's only her own light.

Natalia Smith, a powerful businesswoman, had a very spoiled Molly Smith who kept causing trouble. One day, however, she learned Molly wasn't her real sister! Turned out someone switched Molly and Yolanda, Natalia's real sister, after they were born. In the past 18 years, Molly had lived a luxury life like a princess while Yolanda was abused by her foster parents all the time. Now, the truth revealed and Yolanda was back. Would the evil Molly just give up and leave? How would Natalia react to Yolanda's return?

Pressured by her family to marry, Faith Miller impulsively marries a beggar in a flash decision. Unbeknownst to her, her new husband is Rocco Fitch, the CEO of the Fitch Group, who lost his memory in a plane crash. As Faith cares for him, Rocco’s memories slowly return, and the mysteries surrounding the crash unravel.

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.

In the Valenti Family, you're born with a chip. It's fused into the bio-watch on your wrist, its digital face counting down every second you have left to live. Everyone could see the numbers ticking down on my twin sister's watch. And on mine. They all knew she would die on our 18th birthday. So Vivian became the untouchable princess of our brutal world. Every diamond-stitched gown was hers. The rarest jewels were hers. Even our father's last shred of humanity was hers. That single sliver of warmth he showed only after his gun was holstered. I used to pity her. Her time was running out. But God, I envied her. She had everything I never did: our parents' love. Then, the night of her 18th birthday party. My parents worried I'd make a scene. That I'd piss off the Don of an allied Family. So they locked me in the cellar. Damp. Cold. While a deadly fever burned through me. I pounded on the heavy oak door, my voice cracking. "Mamma, please! Let me out! I'm burning up. My head is splitting open…" Outside, my mother's voice was a steel trap. "Enough, Sienna! Today is your sister’s 18th birthday. Her last day alive! Stop the theatrics! Can't you suffer in silence for the Family's honor?" "But I'm really sick..." Her footsteps clicked away, fading into nothing. Then the darkness swallowed me whole. And on my wrist, the bio-watch was flashing a critical alert. CRITICAL ALERT: Vital signs mismatch. Paired chip data incompatible. Please verify user.
![[ENG DUB] Secrets at My Fingertips](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
I got bored late in the night and casually bragged about dating the campus goddess. I never expected that the very next second, I would obtain the All-Seeing Eye System. As long as I took a photo of someone with my phone, I could instantly obtain all of their secrets.The next day, I aimed the camera at the class beauty, Rachel Lewis. Almost immediately, shocking information popped up on my phone screen. I tapped open the attached PPT, which contained a detailed breakdown of the exposed dirt.
![[ENG DUB] Eldest Sister, Sovereign at Last](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Nora Lloyd, bitter about her illegitimate status, hates her loving father and flees abroad, where she becomes the renowned Scarlet Monarch. When she receives news of her father's death, she returns home filled with grief and regret, only to discover her half-siblings being bullied by other branches of the family. She decides she has had enough of staying silent.

Ivan Baker went to prison defending his brother, Hayden. Five years later, he hopes for a quiet life, but when Hayden is targeted over Rosen Corp's secrets, Ivan is pulled back into the underworld. With Felix Dunn and Dan Holt, he forms the Trinity Gang, dismantles Rosen Corp from within, confronts mastermind Darius Zale, and finally retires to a new life with Ruby Quinn.

Nicole Sugg only discovers the truth as she's dying—her husband Arthur Jones is still alive. He's been impersonating his dead twin brother Kevin,living as husband to his sister-in-law! Given a second chance at life, Nicole is determined to get ruthless revenge...

I married Don Matteo in secret. Every time he fucked his childhood sweetheart, he promised me a real wedding,in front of the Five Families. For five years, Matteo promised me ninety-nine times. And ninety-nine times, he left me at the altar. The first time, Cecilia’s prize-winning show cat died. To comfort her, he postponed the wedding for three months. I stood at the altar alone, eyes red, trying to calm down the family elders. The second time, Cecilia threw a tantrum at a casino and shattered a hundred-million-dollar antique vase. He diverted the private jet meant for their wedding and rushed through the night to clean up her mess. And every time, right before our wedding, his childhood sweetheart would have some kind of emergency. I cried. I screamed. I even held a gun to his head. But Matteo would just pin me against the wall and shut me up with a cold, hard kiss. “She’s just a fuck. You are Mrs. Falcone. Have some goddamn class.” After the ninety-ninth time, I was finally done. I slid the papers across the table. The ink was still wet, the Falcone family seal stamped at the bottom. “Our marriage, our alliance—it’s over.”