surrounded by liars

Six years ago, Vivian Yeo basked in the lap of luxury as the pampered heiress of a wealthy family, while Tristan Starling grappled with the challenges of an impoverished life.Little do they expect their fates to take a surprising twist six years later. Vivian, once surrounded by opulence, now stands as a single mother confronting life's hurdles. Meanwhile, Tristan has risen to prominence on the global billionaire list.

In the most innocent year of love, Nadine Smith dumped Shaun Lloyd, and the breakup scene was extremely ugly. Five years later, Shaun—who had become someone the entire imperial capital feared—came clinging back to her. Meanwhile, Nadine had become the young madam of a wealthy family,surrounded by wolves on all sides. Her husband's half-brother relentlessly tried to win her over, and her ex-boyfriend returned with overwhelming force...

Aurora, once a math prodigy with solutions valuable to military research, was revealed to be the lost daughter of the wealthy Winslow family. But after being brought home, she was looked down upon for her rural background and overshadowed by the adopted daughter, Luna. Luna framed her repeatedly, and during a major exam, copied Aurora's answers. Yet Aurora was the one punished.In her next life, Aurora returns with a vow for revenge. When Luna tries to provoke her again at the exam hall, surrounded by their biased family, Aurora publicly cuts all ties with them, determined to uncover the truth and reclaim her place.

Aurora, once a math prodigy with solutions valuable to military research, was revealed to be the lost daughter of the wealthy Winslow family. But after being brought home, she was looked down upon for her rural background and overshadowed by the adopted daughter, Luna. Luna framed her repeatedly, and during a major exam, copied Aurora's answers. Yet Aurora was the one punished.In her next life, Aurora returns with a vow for revenge. When Luna tries to provoke her again at the exam hall, surrounded by their biased family, Aurora publicly cuts all ties with them, determined to uncover the truth and reclaim her place.

Corporate slave Briar Morgan is reborn in a beast world and immediately surrounded by three devastatingly handsome beast men whose hatred meters are maxed out. The original owner's heinous crimes mean Briar could be torn apart at any moment. Fortunately, she binds with a survival system—only by lowering their hatred values and raising points can she survive. Briar uses the system to break the tribe's winter famine cycle. After becoming the first female chief, she unlocks "construction" skills, leading the beast men to build wooden houses and adopt modern civilization,completely solving food and shelter problems. She transforms from the tribe's most hated villain into their revered queen.

Corporate slave Briar Morgan is reborn in a beast world and immediately surrounded by three devastatingly handsome beast men whose hatred meters are maxed out. The original owner's heinous crimes mean Briar could be torn apart at any moment. Fortunately, she binds with a survival system—only by lowering their hatred values and raising points can she survive. Briar uses the system to break the tribe's winter famine cycle. After becoming the first female chief, she unlocks "construction" skills, leading the beast men to build wooden houses and adopt modern civilization,completely solving food and shelter problems. She transforms from the tribe's most hated villain into their revered queen.

Julie Scott, once the revered princess of Xandar, is brought down by the very emperor she served. Fearing her growing influence, he betrays her, setting a deadly trap within the palace walls. Surrounded and outnumbered, Julie fights to her last breath. By her side, her devoted husband, Paul Murray, chooses to die protecting her. When Julie opens her eyes, she's reborn as the wife of a wealthy modern heir who looks exactly Paul but is cold and distant. To make matters worse, a scheming mistress challenges her at every turn. But Julie won't be defeated—she's determined to tame the chaos, build her own fortune, and handle her distant "husband" on her terms.

Sixteen years ago, King Phoenix Elara saved her husband Adrian, but he betrayed Elara along with her half-sister Lilith. Together, they secretly switched the King's real daughter with Lilith's illegitimate daughter. The true daughter,Princess Elysia, grew up surrounded by love and kindness, eventually becoming the rightful heir to the Phoenix Clan. The fake daughter, Morrigan,lived under the cruelty and manipulation of her birth mother, became fierce and learned dark powers. Sixteen years later, the truth came out. Adrian and Lilith's plot was exposed as treason, and they were executed. Morrigan's identity was revealed, but she refused to be bound by fate. She mastered a forbidden technique of the Mistwing Clan, devoured its power and turned the tide of fate during the war against the Nightwolf Clan. With that, she rose to command a mighty army. Seeing the shifting tides, Elara seized the opportunity, placing Elysia in charge of the realm and sending Morrigan to lead the armies. On the surface, the two daughters held the kingdom together, but under the calm, hidden currents of danger were already moving.

Sixteen years ago, King Phoenix Elara saved her husband Adrian, but he betrayed Elara along with her half-sister Lilith. Together, they secretly switched the King's real daughter with Lilith's illegitimate daughter. The true daughter,Princess Elysia, grew up surrounded by love and kindness, eventually becoming the rightful heir to the Phoenix Clan. The fake daughter, Morrigan,lived under the cruelty and manipulation of her birth mother, became fierce and learned dark powers. Sixteen years later, the truth came out. Adrian and Lilith's plot was exposed as treason, and they were executed. Morrigan's identity was revealed, but she refused to be bound by fate. She mastered a forbidden technique of the Mistwing Clan, devoured its power and turned the tide of fate during the war against the Nightwolf Clan. With that, she rose to command a mighty army. Seeing the shifting tides, Elara seized the opportunity, placing Elysia in charge of the realm and sending Morrigan to lead the armies. On the surface, the two daughters held the kingdom together, but under the calm, hidden currents of danger were already moving.

On my eighteenth birthday, the High King summoned the heirs of the four great clans—the Vampires, the Werewolves, the High Serpent Clan, and the Merfolk. He laid their portraits before me and said, "Choose one to be your bondmate." I did not hesitate. I pointed to Damon—the werewolf with no noble bloodline, born in a forgotten corner of the realm. The entire court erupted in disbelief. Everyone knew who I used to love. Alpha Iris—the heir of the most powerful Lycan bloodline. For seven years, I chased him with blind devotion. No matter how harshly he treated me, I never gave up. I confessed to him over and over, sometimes right in the royal court. I even performed a blood-binding ritual—slitting my wrist—to earn the right to marry him. In my previous life, I got what I wanted—I married him and we performed the mate bonding ceremony. With that union, he inherited the High King's resources and rose to become the ruler of all four clans. However, what I did not expect was that after our wedding, he turned around and marked my adoptive sister. My parents were furious and sent her away. From that day on, Iris hated me with a vengeance. He surrounded himself with women who all looked eerily like her. One by one, they came—each more vicious than the last. With his silent approval, they tore me down, piece by piece, until I was nothing more than a joke—no longer the queen I once was. The suffering pushed me into severe depression. Only suppressants keep my wolf form from spiraling out of control. Until one day, my medication was replaced with a slow-acting poison. He was the one who did it. I died alone, locked away in the cold palace, a child still growing inside me. However, fate gave me another chance. In this life, I would not make the same mistake. When the High King once again asked me to choose a partner for the marriage alliance, I chose Damon—the one no one ever noticed—without even blinking.

On my eighteenth birthday, the High King summoned the heirs of the four great clans—the Vampires, the Werewolves, the High Serpent Clan, and the Merfolk. He laid their portraits before me and said, "Choose one to be your bondmate." I did not hesitate. I pointed to Damon—the werewolf with no noble bloodline, born in a forgotten corner of the realm. The entire court erupted in disbelief. Everyone knew who I used to love. Alpha Iris—the heir of the most powerful Lycan bloodline. For seven years, I chased him with blind devotion. No matter how harshly he treated me, I never gave up. I confessed to him over and over, sometimes right in the royal court. I even performed a blood-binding ritual—slitting my wrist—to earn the right to marry him. In my previous life, I got what I wanted—I married him and we performed the mate bonding ceremony. With that union, he inherited the High King's resources and rose to become the ruler of all four clans. However, what I did not expect was that after our wedding, he turned around and marked my adoptive sister. My parents were furious and sent her away. From that day on, Iris hated me with a vengeance. He surrounded himself with women who all looked eerily like her. One by one, they came—each more vicious than the last. With his silent approval, they tore me down, piece by piece, until I was nothing more than a joke—no longer the queen I once was. The suffering pushed me into severe depression. Only suppressants keep my wolf form from spiraling out of control. Until one day, my medication was replaced with a slow-acting poison. He was the one who did it. I died alone, locked away in the cold palace, a child still growing inside me. However, fate gave me another chance. In this life, I would not make the same mistake. When the High King once again asked me to choose a partner for the marriage alliance, I chose Damon—the one no one ever noticed—without even blinking.