
![[ENG DUB] She Chose Her Own Altitude](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Rosie Stone had been in a hidden romance with Captain Hector Shaw for five years,during which she gave up her chance for promotion and remained his co-pilot.However, she ended the relationship the moment she discovered Hector was involved with an ex. Instead,Rosie volunteered to fly solo as Blue Sky Airlines's first female captain and chose a new route that would never cross Hector's path.

Harper Allen is born in Prosperity Village, where women possess a special constitution that produces multiple babies per pregnancy.Because they have too many children, the village is desperately poor. Harper is chosen by the villagers to work in the city and bring hope to everyone—and she just happens to run into the Lauren family patriarch offering a fortune for a grandchild.Perfect timing! With the old man’s arrangement, Harper marries Spencer Lauren, the aloof CEO cursed by his family bloodline of “Any woman who bears a Pierce heir will die.” But the prideful CEO refuses. What to do? No job is too difficult for a hardworking woman—she has plenty of strength and methods! That very night, she ties up the struggling Spencer and tosses him into the bridal chamber...

Harper Allen is born in Prosperity Village, where women possess a special constitution that produces multiple babies per pregnancy.Because they have too many children, the village is desperately poor. Harper is chosen by the villagers to work in the city and bring hope to everyone—and she just happens to run into the Lauren family patriarch offering a fortune for a grandchild.Perfect timing! With the old man’s arrangement, Harper marries Spencer Lauren, the aloof CEO cursed by his family bloodline of “Any woman who bears a Pierce heir will die.” But the prideful CEO refuses. What to do? No job is too difficult for a hardworking woman—she has plenty of strength and methods! That very night, she ties up the struggling Spencer and tosses him into the bridal chamber...

Mia Falcone, the Don’s daughter, gave up everything for Leo Romano after he took three bullets to save her. For seven years, she lived in secrecy as his wife, raising their son without a name. After Leo’s brother died, his widow, Jasmine Moretti, returned, and Leo chose her and ambition over blood. When the humiliation threatens her son, Ethan, Mia walks away and returns to her true identity. As Leo desperately tries to win back the woman he lost, Mia teaches him a fatal lesson: he didn’t just break a heart—he declared war on the wrong bloodline.

My daughter, Ruby Pratt, has leukemia. She needs a bone marrow transplant—and fast. Out of everyone in the family, my husband, Dan Pratt, was the only match. I begged him for an entire month before he finally agreed to go through with the donation. But on the morning of the surgery, he went completely off the grid. I stood outside the hospital all day, waiting. No calls. No texts. Not even a shadow. That night, his childhood friend, Valerie Kinder, posted on Instagram. In the photo, Dan was holding Valerie's hand with one arm and carrying her young son with the other—on a beach in Lulabo City. The caption read: [Soaking up the sun! Dan cleared his whole schedule to join us on a month-long trek and we finally made it to the coast! My little boy said Uncle Dan made his ocean dream come true. Pure joy!] My heart splintered. While I was drowning in worry over my daughter, he was off playing happy family with them. I wiped my tears and typed a comment beneath her post: [Not 'Uncle.' From now on, he's your son's father.] That night, I finally got a call from him. "Babe, don't be like this," Dan said. "You're not being fair. "Valerie's son has been bullied at school for not having a dad. I couldn't stand seeing him hurt, so I took them on this trip. It was supposed to help him heal. "I'll catch the first flight back tomorrow and head straight to the hospital to donate the marrow. I promise." I hung up with a bitter smile. The next morning, Dan rushed into the hospital room. But all he found on the bed was a death certificate.

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.
![[ENG DUB] The One She Can't Quit](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
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.

Customs officer Wynne Sutton died in the line of duty, only to wake up in the body of a character from a novel. She was now the wife of the hero, Lance Shelton. In this new world, she weighed 200 pounds and was mocked by everyone as Madma Pig. She also had a five-year-old son, Henry, who was considered slow-witted. Armed with a weight-loss system, Wynne was determined to turn her life around—and soon discovered that Henry possessed the power of prophecy: his words could come true, he could see people's nationalities, and he could hear their thoughts. When Henry said, "Aunt Lane has 'I am Gapanese' written on her head," Wynne became alert. Riding her motorcycle, she crashed a banquet and confronted Lance, who dared not acknowledge her. Thus began the dramatic tale of her spectacular rise.

One month before my wedding to my boyfriend, he announced he wanted to have a child with his "first love." I refused, but he brought it up every single day. Two weeks before the ceremony, I received a prenatal checkup report. That’s when I discovered his so-called "first love" was already nearly a month pregnant. It turned out he’d never intended to seek my consent at all. In that moment, years of affection evaporated like smoke. So, I canceled the wedding, destroyed every trace of our memories, and on what should have been our wedding day, I walked into a closed-off research lab. From then on, he meant nothing to me.