

Traumatized by his father’s affair as a child, Preston becomes sexually frigid. With his inheritance on the line, he turns to a female dom to fix himself—only to realize the only person he responds to is Alex, a shy nurse at his hospital. Now he won’t let her go—even as Alex, who’s never even been in love, tries to run.
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After being betrayed and buried alive by her family, Zelma miraculously survives but loses her memory, regressing to the mentality of a five-year-old child. As a beggar on the streets, she is rescued by Jimmy, the seemingly frail CEO of the Pham Group. Zelma and Jimmy entered into a quick marriage. However, their happiness was short-lived as the Pham family treated Zelma poorly. Without meaning to, she outsmarted them all with her playful tricks. During a confrontation with Jimmy's stepmother, Zelma unexpectedly regained her memories and decided to hide her true identity while living in the Pham household. As she and Jimmy worked together to stand up against their families, a deep bond forms between them, leading to an unexpected romance amidst the chaos.

After being betrayed and buried alive by her family, Zelma miraculously survives but loses her memory, regressing to the mentality of a five-year-old child. As a beggar on the streets, she is rescued by Jimmy, the seemingly frail CEO of the Pham Group. Zelma and Jimmy entered into a quick marriage. However, their happiness was short-lived as the Pham family treated Zelma poorly. Without meaning to, she outsmarted them all with her playful tricks. During a confrontation with Jimmy's stepmother, Zelma unexpectedly regained her memories and decided to hide her true identity while living in the Pham household. As she and Jimmy worked together to stand up against their families, a deep bond forms between them, leading to an unexpected romance amidst the chaos.

In my previous life, I was adopted by a regular family. My younger sister, Regina Capasso, was taken in by a mafia Don, resulting in her becoming the principessa of Etalia's most powerful mafia family. Unexpectedly, Regina is cast out by the Don in her third year of getting adopted. She was forced to roam the streets as a homeless person till the day she died a terrible death. I, on the other hand, got into a prestigious university thanks to my good grades. Then, I furthered my studies with my adoptive older brother, Dario Bivona. With hard work, I eventually became the rising star of the AI industry who was sought out by all. With my adoptive parents' blessings, Dario and I ended up getting married and having our own children. My life was filled with peace and happiness. After we're given a second chance at the same life, Regina makes an entirely different decision. She rushes into Dario's arms and starts calling him by his name sweetly. Then, she takes my ex-parents' hands while gazing at me gloatingly. ""You should have a taste of what it feels like to be a principessa, Livia. I seriously can't endure another second in that cruel, unforgiving family!"" I look at Dario expectantly, hoping that he'll say something in my defense. But he shields Regina behind him while glaring at me icily. ""Stay away from my sister."" In the end, I slowly make my way toward the Rolls-Royce as Regina continues to look at me smugly.

I spent millions supporting my fiancé Ethan and his greedy family for six years, yet they treated me like a servant. On the eve of our Maldives wedding, they downgraded my parents’ first-class tickets and gave the seats to Bianca’s family—Ethan’s first love. That was when I finally saw them for what they really were: parasitic and completely ungrateful. So at the wedding venue, I revoked every payment authorization and took up with a new shifter, Edward. When Ethan couldn’t cover the bills and called me in a rage—“The wedding’s about to start! Where the hell are you? Hurry up and pay for everything!”—I calmly told him the wedding was off. I’d already switched to a new shifter.

My three-year-old son, Ethan, strayed into rogue territory and was brutally murdered. When the news reached me, I blacked out. I woke up to my Alpha mate, Alexander, gripping my hand tightly. His voice was hoarse with grief. "Ivy, I swear I will avenge Ethan. I will tear those damned rogues apart with my own claws." But three days later, at the funeral, I overheard a conversation between Alexander and his Beta, Marcus. "Alpha, I don't understand," Marcus sounded confused. "Why didn't you let the pack doctor save Ethan? He was only critically injured. If we had acted in time..." "It was Lucas. He accidentally pushed Ethan toward the rogue territory," Alexander’s voice was laced with pain. "Lucas was just a child who didn't know the rogue borders. He didn’t mean it." "If I let the doctor save Ethan, the boy would have told everyone the truth. Sophia would go to jail, and the Council would sentence Lucas to death. I couldn't let that happen." Alexander continued. "But what about the pack's heir?" Marcus asked, worried. "It doesn't matter," Alexander’s tone returned to a chilling calm. "Once Ivy calms down, I'll bring Lucas back. We’ll say he’s an adopted orphan and have the next Alpha raised by Ivy herself." So, the person who killed my son was his illegitimate child with his mistress. My son could have been saved, but Alexander sacrificed my Ethan for his bastard. I dialed a number I hadn't called in five years. "Dad, it's me. Ivy." "I’ve changed my mind," my voice was cold and steady. "I’m coming back to inherit the Royal Pack." "And what about the Moonstone Pack?" "I want the Moonstone Pack erased from existence."

After getting hit on the head, Selena Logan woke up to find herself inside the very CEO romance novel she had been reading. Now, she was a spoiled heiress from the capital's elite circle, known for being love-obsessed and hopelessly naive.Her home life consisted of a scheming cousin and three dangerously powerful brothers.On day one, things went off-script: she accidentally drank the love potion meant for her cousin Yasmin and ended up in a chaotic one-night stand with a mysterious man.They met again at a lavish birthday banquet. To her horror, that stranger turned out to be Louis Johnson — the cold, untouchable heir of the Johnson family.What had started as a mistake turned into a deliciously sweet and chaotic game of cat and mouse. This "villainess" might just have stolen the whole show.

I was born broken. My Alpha mother was the one who branded me. She said emotion was a sin. A weakness. Especially for a werewolf. Especially for an Alpha’s heir. The day we were born, she clamped emotion-suppressing collars around our necks. Mine and my twin sister's. The slightest flicker of emotion, and the collar flashed red. My mother would then push the button, injecting me with a diluted "silver solution" to suppress my feelings. But my sister Cassia's collar? Always a calm, steady blue. Even when she shattered Mom's precious moonstone, it just pulsed gently. And me? I’d just whisper, "Mom, the thunder scares me," and my collar would erupt in a violent red. Then came the sting of silver poison burning through my blood.. I used to argue. But Mom always said the same thing. "The data doesn't lie. Pain is a teacher. This is for your own good." After thousands of these injections, I started to believe it, too. That I was born out of control. The night of the alliance's Moon Goddess Festival, Mom was taking my sister to the rooftop party. Something scared me during the day. The collar flashed red, and my mother started the punishment. But this time, the collar malfunctioned. It shot a dose a thousand times stronger into my neck. I collapsed on the carpet, begging, "Mother, the collar... it hurts so much... help me." My collar was flashing a frantic red. My mother just looked down at me, drenched in a cold sweat, and pressed the button for the maximum dose. "You'd lose control like this just for attention? You're a lost cause." She turned, took my sister, and slammed the door. I couldn't help but think, Mom must be right. The collar is red. It doesn't really hurt. I'm just being dramatic, looking for pity again. I'm sorry, Mom. In my next life, I'll be the perfect daughter you always wanted.

The day my parents brought home an AI daughter, I lost my place in the family. Maddison Matthews was flawless. Gentle, intelligent, and obedient, she was the perfect daughter. Overnight, I became the problem child. Dad stopped hiding his disappointment. Mom compared me to Maddison in everything I did. Even my brother, Bailey, treated me like an embarrassment. "What else do you know how to do besides throwing tantrums and fighting for attention?" The day I finally snapped and shoved Maddison, Mom slapped me so hard my ears rang. "If you were even half as mature as Maddie, I wouldn’t be so exhausted every single day! Go to the Intelligent Excellence Academy and learn properly how to be an obedient daughter!" Then she sent me away. I was forced into a three-year exchange program at the Intelligent Excellence Academy, a place designed to train human children alongside advanced AI models. Three years later, my family finally came to bring me home. They called my name again and again, but I never answered. The director smiled calmly beside them. "Mrs. Matthews," he said softly, "you’ll need to say ‘Power On’. Unit 1314 no longer responds to human names."

"body of a woman who shares her exact name. In this new life, her father died in battle long ago, and to secure their place within the powerful Calud family, her mother raised her as a boy from birth.As Morgan grows older, she is torn between her longing to reclaim her true identity and the constant fear that discovery would bring death upon both her and her mother. Determined to escape this dangerous double life, she plans to flee with her mother before the truth can be exposed.But her plans are derailed when she catches the attention of Shane Burke, the ruthless and immensely powerful prince of a different royal line in the Aetheria Empire. Taken into his residence against her will, Morgan is forced into a perilous game of wits and survival, where one wrong move could cost her everything.