

Betrayed by her boyfriend and half‑sister, Ava Hart is forced by George Hart, who is desperate to secure an investment, into Mr. Warren's bed. Seizing a chance to escape, Ava runs into the male lead. He recognizes her as the girl who protected him in their childhood. Drugged, Ava mistakes him for an escort. After a night together, she leaves money behind and departs. Back home, Ava is held captive. Learning of her plight, the male lead confronts Mr. Warren and helps her flee the Hart family. Homeless, Ava goes home with the male lead, who proposes to her. Believing marriage will free her from George Hart's harassment, she accepts. As their feelings deepen while living together, the villain conspires with his uncle to kill the male lead's father. To keep Ava safe, the male lead publicly humiliates her at his father's funeral. Heartbroken, Ava leaves to build her own career. The male lead secretly supports her from afar. Meanwhile, Ryan Carter, who admires Ava, pursues her fiercely. Ava later discovers she is pregnant. When the villain finds out, he kidnaps her to threaten the male lead. Risking everything, the male lead rescues Ava. They finally resolve their misunderstandings and start a new life.

Right before our Mating Ceremony, my mate, Alpha Damien, told me he had to temporarily mark an Omega from our pack, Seraphina. He claimed she had the Moon Sickness and would die if he didn't mark her. I fought him on it, but the next day, he moved Seraphina right into the penthouse of the Pack House. The suite meant for the future Luna. My suite. To calm me, he even got on his knees, his eyes red as he promised, "Once she's safe, I'll remove the mark. You'll still be my only Luna." But then, Seraphina found me, a medical report in her hand. Six weeks pregnant. They'd already held their marking ceremony long before Damien ever came to me. My heart shattered into ash. My pen dug into the calendar, carving a vicious X over the date that was supposed to be our Mating Ceremony. Then, I opened my laptop and replied to the email from the European Laurel Healers' Guild. "I accept your invitation. I leave on the day of the Mating Ceremony."

Right before our Mating Ceremony, my mate, Alpha Damien, told me he had to temporarily mark an Omega from our pack, Seraphina. He claimed she had the Moon Sickness and would die if he didn't mark her. I fought him on it, but the next day, he moved Seraphina right into the penthouse of the Pack House. The suite meant for the future Luna. My suite. To calm me, he even got on his knees, his eyes red as he promised, "Once she's safe, I'll remove the mark. You'll still be my only Luna." But then, Seraphina found me, a medical report in her hand. Six weeks pregnant. They'd already held their marking ceremony long before Damien ever came to me. My heart shattered into ash. My pen dug into the calendar, carving a vicious X over the date that was supposed to be our Mating Ceremony. Then, I opened my laptop and replied to the email from the European Laurel Healers' Guild. "I accept your invitation. I leave on the day of the Mating Ceremony."
![[ENG DUB] I'm The Interstellar Charm Queen](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Traveled into an interstellar shifter novel as the hated villainess! Bound to a dating system, Queena has to romance 6 hostile commanders to survive. She just wants to earn points to peace out and live the high life, but all 6 guys fall hard. Now they're blocking her door, yelling: "You romanced us and dipped? What about us?!"

Five years ago, a misunderstanding caused Cecilia and Lambert's divorce. Now back in the country, she works at a hospital and runs into her ex-husband, ending up in his bed. Since then, Lambert has been pushing hard to get back into her life. Divorced, but still sharing a bed.

Before turning 25, the pack elders use the mind-link 99 times to forcibly summon me. I have to bond with a mate before my 25th birthday or face an arranged marriage to serve the pack. When I tell Jacob Fulton, our patrol captain, he just scoffs. "I've never heard of any pack having a rule like that. Wendy, you don't need such a pathetic tactic to test me. I was going to mark you, but seeing how desperate you are, I've changed my mind." He tosses the protection necklace I hand-crafted for him to his childhood friend, Yelena Shaw, and walks off without a second glance. Yelena blushes as she offers the necklace back to me. A triumphant glint flashes in her eyes. I step back, refusing it with a soft voice. "You can keep my trash." Ignoring her sudden paleness, I turn and walk away. I don't want the necklace anymore, and I don't want Jacob, either. What Jacob doesn't know is that I'm the sole heir to the Darkmoon pack. Once I turn 25, I must return to fulfill my duty—to take my place as Alpha Female and bond with a mate. Only this time, Jacob won't be the one I choose.

In her past life, Olivia became America’s youngest Olympic champion with the Athletic System—only to be killed by her jealous twin, Emily. Reborn at sixteen, Emily steals the Athletic System, leaving Olivia with the Beauty System. But Olivia turns her newfound beauty, discipline, and intelligence into a fitness empire with millions of followers. Meanwhile, Emily mistakes talent for success. When she fails the System’s demands, she loses her abilities—and everything she built. This time, Olivia will break free from her family, build a life of her own, and make Emily regret ever crossing her.

Yancy Shaw, the heiress of the Shaw family, was set up by Cindy and lost her memory. After getting saved by Celia, she was given a new name Miranda. In an odd coincidence, Yancy married Zack Ramsey. Cindy pretended to be Yancy and wanted to marry Zack. She tried to set Miranda up several times. In the end, Zack and Miranda teamed up to expose Cindy's crimes.

"Please, stop pushing. I can't take this anymore." The concert venue is packed tight. A man behind me keeps pressing into my backside. I'm wearing a mini skirt today with a thong underneath, and it only makes the situation worse. He lifts my skirt and presses himself against my hips. As the atmosphere heats up, someone in front of me slams into me, and I stumble back a step. My body stiffens as I feel like something just slid inside me.

"Please, stop pushing. I can't take this anymore." The concert venue is packed tight. A man behind me keeps pressing into my backside. I'm wearing a mini skirt today with a thong underneath, and it only makes the situation worse. He lifts my skirt and presses himself against my hips. As the atmosphere heats up, someone in front of me slams into me, and I stumble back a step. My body stiffens as I feel like something just slid inside me.