

Aurora and I mated Alpha twins. Five months pregnant, I was attacked by rogue wolves and mind-linked my mate Kaelen ten times for help—he only replied coldy, busy searching for his kidnapped stepsister Vicky and accusing me of overacting. The rogues tore open my stomach, killing my unborn child. Aurora fought them, but her mate Ethan also refused help for Vicky. She shifted, carried me to flee, yet a mudslide trapped us; border patrol saved us, and we barely survived. Waking in the pack hospital, I only wanted to sever the mate bond.

Arthur Lane, the Lane family's fallen prodigy,awakened an F-Rank "Sleepy Worm", the most useless beast soul imaginable. Overnight, the "SSS-Rank Genius" became a joke. His S-Rank fiancée, Nancy Cole, twisted the knife, publicly dumping him to seal his disgrace.But the joke's on them.That "worm"? The Primordial Dragon in disguise. And Arthur's Bronze-level laziness? A carefully crafted mask, forged by ten years of brutal training.Now, as the world laughs... the dragon wakes.

In a world ruled by magic cards, I awakened the Godlike Gacha System! While desperate cardcasters gamble their wealth, their destiny, and even their lives for a pitiful 0.001% shot at a Legendary... My pulls always go: "One More!"

In the 21st century, Nobel Prize winner Blaire Elliott extracted a key element from meadow fescue that advanced modern medicine. Unfortunately, she was struck by lightning and found herself in the body of another Blaire Elliott—a notorious troublemaker living in a rural village in the 1980s. The bully had done countless wicked deeds, yet her family still adored her unconditionally. Furious at her predecessor's waste of affection, Blaire swore to use her medical skills to lead her new family to prosperity.

After being betrayed and killed by her fiancé Marcus and her demigod half-sister, Althea—the most celebrated goddess of Olympus—is reborn on the day she must choose her husband. Instead of picking Marcus, she shocks every god by choosing his uncle—the powerful war god she's always called Uncle Alessandro. As her enemies crumble and a love no god dares name takes hold, is this sweet revenge… or a temptation even a goddess can't survive?

My husband brought home a set of triplets and insisted they were mine. I rushed to get a DNA test done overnight, and the results proved that none of the three children were related to either of us. But my husband lost it. He slapped me, called me disgusting, and forced me to sign the divorce papers, leaving me with nothing. Furious and shaken, I went to my best friend to vent. But the second she saw those three children, she grabbed the fruit knife from the table and slashed my face. “If you dare say they aren’t yours again, next time, I won’t stop there.” My chest felt so tight I could barely breathe. That night, I bought a ticket and fled back to my parents’ house. I cried as I told them everything. But after hearing me out, they grabbed a garden hoe and beat me to death. Even as everything went dark, I still couldn’t understand why everyone was forcing me to accept three children I had never given birth to. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my husband first brought them home.

My sister and I were reborn on the very day we were to be sent to the Demons as sacrificial vessels. That day, our husbands, the God of Water and the God of Fire, came to rescue us. However, this time, without any discussion, we made the same choice. We refused their rescue and willingly offered ourselves to the Demons. In our previous life, after they saved us, the Demons captured the God of Water's young apprentice as a replacement. In the end, she was flayed and had her bones torn out, dying a brutal and tragic death. Because of that, the God of Water and the God of Fire came to hate my sister and me deeply. They spread rumors that we were the Twin Blossoms of Ruin, destined to destroy the world, and forced us to the point where our souls were completely annihilated. When I opened my eyes again, my sister and I had returned to the moment when the Demons first captured us. We exchanged a glance and then announced in front of everyone, "We are willing to become the sacrificial vessels of the Dark Lord and the Demon King. Take us with you." The God of Water and the God of Fire left with their young apprentice, who was completely unharmed. They were relieved that they had finally protected the one they truly cared about. Only later did they realize their mistake, but by then, they were consumed with regret.

Cast out by his own family as useless, Justin Lowe opens a supermarket in the apocalypse and staffs it entirely with S-rank anomalies. His monsters clock in, follow orders, and keep the shelves stocked while human survivors trade hexcoins for goods that shouldn't exist: prehistoric snacks, high-tech weapons, supplies from no known supply chain. Each transaction upgrades the store. Each upgrade unlocks something stranger. The anomalies are terrifying everywhere except inside Justin's shop, where they are, inexplicably, perfectly obedient. Dragged repeatedly into the power struggles and crises of the survivor world, he navigates each one with wit and nerve rather than force. In the end, it isn't a weapon or an army that defeats the cosmic evil bearing down on what's left of humanity. It's a commercial contract, and the man who signs it becomes the world's last savior.