

Disguised as a man, Vivian takes her brother's spot in a hit boy band, only to find out her four gorgeous bandmates are all vampires...

It was Thanksgiving. Bianca, the former high school queen bee, was getting married. She sent an e-invite to our private school group chat, tagging everyone. I was going to ignore it. Then, she @’d me directly: "Alessia, I know you faked your wealthy background in high school to show off. But I'm the bigger person. I'll let you come tomorrow. See what a real mafia wedding looks like." Her minions quickly chimed in. "You're too generous, Bianca! No wonder you're marrying into the inner circle of the Castiglione family. You even forgave a vain fake like Alessia!" "Alessia? At a mansion wedding? She'll just humiliate herself if she shows up." The chat was filled with trash talk, but Bianca played the saint. "Let it go, guys. It's in the past. She has nothing anyway. Let's not be hard on her." Right on cue, everyone praised her noble heart. I lay in my husband's massive, cold bed. My fingertips traced the family crest on the silk sheets. His crest. The most feared mafia Godfather in North America. I let out a cold laugh. Back then, she stole my Vitali family name. She turned me, a real mafia princess, into a pathetic wannabe. She made me a target for bullying and humiliation. I opened the e-invite. My eyes narrowed. The venue was my family's estate in the Hamptons. And the groom in the photo looked awfully familiar. Short hair, hooked nose, a scar on his chin. Wasn't that Nico? My husband Rocco's driver? A slow smirk touched my lips. A bloodthirsty glint flashed in my eyes. I grabbed the burner phone Rocco left on the pillow. I texted his private number: "Your lapdog is acting up on my turf." Then I replied in the group chat: "Sure. I'll be there.

On Uccaro, some awaken as Undead Calamity, some as Shadow Assassins, but Ashton Sherwood rejects all SSS choices to become the Godforsaken. Being chosen is just a trap by the gods,and with his unique growth, he edges closer to their secrets.Show me your health bar, even if you're a god, I'll cut you down!

After transmigrating to a world where humans form pacts with Eidolons, Sam Harper shocks everyone by giving up a top Rank S Sangrifex and choosing a Rank F succubus, Zythra. He chooses her for a reason others can’t see—she has hidden potential to grow immensely powerful. Amid jeers and mockery, Sam stands firm in his choice. Sometimes, the most obvious option isn’t always the best.

After transmigrating to a world where humans form pacts with Eidolons, Sam Harper shocks everyone by giving up a top Rank S Sangrifex and choosing a Rank F succubus, Zythra. He chooses her for a reason others can’t see—she has hidden potential to grow immensely powerful. Amid jeers and mockery, Sam stands firm in his choice. Sometimes, the most obvious option isn’t always the best.
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A zombie, who still retains human consciousness, adopts Ivy Hull, a former empress who's gotten reincarnated as a baby, when the blood moon is over. They keep each other company in their apartment located on the ninth floor. While the zombie dad controls zombie hordes and keeps evolving by devouring cores, Ivy practices the Glazed Breath Method and time control to become stronger so that she can protect her dad. Together, they strive to survive till the end of the apocalypse.

A zombie, who still retains human consciousness, adopts Ivy Hull, a former empress who's gotten reincarnated as a baby, when the blood moon is over. They keep each other company in their apartment located on the ninth floor. While the zombie dad controls zombie hordes and keeps evolving by devouring cores, Ivy practices the Glazed Breath Method and time control to become stronger so that she can protect her dad. Together, they strive to survive till the end of the apocalypse.

Six-year-old Poppy is an orphan everyone bullies. After her parents die saving others, she lives alone in a rundown shack. On Christmas Eve, she accidentally sends her wish letter to Satan—because “Santa” and “Satan” look far too much alike. Satan sends his three-headed hellhound, Cerberus, to protect her—disguised as a puppy, two heads removed, a red bow tied around its neck, and a threat ringing in its ears: take care of my little believer. Cerberus becomes “Pippy” to Poppy. He drives off a vagrant who breaks into her home. Poppy discovers she can hear him talk—and is overjoyed that she finally has family. But the school bullying doesn’t stop. Tyler steals her new coat and stomps on the apple she saved for Pippy. Satan comes to heal her scrapes, his heart aching for the little girl without him even realizing it. When he sees her bullied again, he can’t stand it. He descends in person as a giant black shadow and sends the cruel kids flying—and breaks Hell’s law doing it. Black lightning strikes him, leaving him badly wounded. Poppy seems to sense that someone saved her. She shovels snow, gathers apples, drags home a crooked little Christmas tree, and records a whispered message for the grown-up who protected her, sending it back with Cerberus. Alone in his great hall, Satan presses the recording doll again and again, listening to the child’s voice, and feels his heart go soft. Then Tyler’s mother reports Poppy as an orphan, and the orphanage comes to take her away. Ignoring his unhealed wounds, Satan appears as “Lucifer Morningstar” and adopts Poppy as his daughter. Two hearts draw closer, each saving the other. On Christmas Day, Poppy wishes to see her parents one last time. Lucifer storms Heaven, fighting the angels to bring their souls back to her. Scorched by holy light, his body covered in wounds, he still shields her parents’ souls and carries them home. In a dream, Poppy says goodbye to her mother and father. Her mother tells her, “He brought us to you.

Zoe Lopez returns to New York with her young son and crosses paths with Alexander Blackwood, a past lover—and a werewolf. As old feelings resurface, buried secrets of power, family, and supernatural heritage threaten their lives. With danger looming, their intense romance reignites, forcing them to face a fate beyond their control.

My husband froze to death in the apocalypse. Reborn, he hoarded supplies for his mistress and left me and our daughter to die. I took his stash, stuck him with a million-dollar debt, and locked him out. Now my five-year-old daughter's supernatural luck builds our empire. Have fun freezing, loser!