

The Empress's daughter, Xia Yan, was forced to leave the palace at birth. The Emperor searched for her for seven years, only for her stepsister to assume her identity in her stead. Determined to prove who she truly is, Xia Yan becomes the youngest magistrate, solving cases and eventually capturing the Emperor's attention. With the help of Zhuge Bowen, she reclaims her rightful identity and all that belongs to her.
![[ENG DUB] Plot Twist: I'm the Main Character Now](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Wanda Nord and her family were enjoying hotpot when a gas explosion changed their lives. She awakens as the villainess in her own CEO romance novel—and her parents and brother are now the wealthy family in the story. To survive, they try to appease the heroine, Stacy Langdon, while Wanda, holding the “script,” cleverly avoids every crisis, transforming into the story’s heroine, and finds love with Yale Lake.

After my fox shifter scratched me again, I went to the hospital alone. The nurse looked at the gash running from my wrist to my forearm. "That is going to scar. Did your shifter even go through socialization training?" I smiled. "He did. He was top of his class." My phone lit up. Lucian rarely messaged me, but today he did. [I barely touched you. Was the hospital really necessary?] [I have plans tonight. When are you coming back? I need you to press my shirt.] [Also, can you do something about the laundry smell? It is embarrassing.] [I do not even want to tell people you are my sponsor.] I stared at the screen for a moment. So that was how he saw me. Then I walked down the street to the shelter: "I would like to exchange my shifter." The worker opened my file, and her face went pale. Lucian had always believed I was a broke, ordinary sponsor who was lucky to have him. He did not know I was the only heir to the family that built the Shifter Registry.

To get back at her stepsister/love rival Joan Shaffer, Sylvia Salazar climbed into the bed of Joan's super-rich uncle Jeremy Shaffer and slept with him.Many people thought that Sylvia, her family's burden, had offended Mr. Shaffer, and he'd surely skin her alive. But actually, the overbearing business tycoon doted on Sylvia. When she was bullied, he even said, "I won't do justice—I'll only back Sylvia up!"

On her birthday, Serena, the chairwoman of Wall Street's Sterling Consortium, discovers that her husband, Hunter, has been using her trust fund to buy luxury cars for his mistress Chloe. At the scene of a car accident, Chloe arrogantly humiliates Serena, never realizing that she has crossed the wrong woman. At a lavish charity gala, Serena makes a stunning entrance and publicly exposes the ugly truth about Hunter and Chloe. She immediately sets divorce and asset forfeiture proceedings in motion, making the two betrayers pay dearly for their betrayal.
![[ENG DUB] Deadly Deal: The Reversal](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Maisie Kent is betrayed by her boyfriend, Jerry Ford, and Gigi Smith, signing a contract that costs her life. Reborn at the moment of signing, she pretends to comply while secretly swapping the contract. When Gigi tries the same trick in public, the harm rebounds instantly. Unscathed, Maisie watches coldly—on the deadly contract now stands a name no one dares to provoke.

Raised in the countryside, Stella Levin is sent by her grandfather to stay with Orville’s richest man, Theo Mile, after her school collapses. She then faces the schemes of the spoiled heiress Tara Rowe but outsmarts them all, earning Theo’s admiration. As feelings spark between them, Stella discovers he once saved her life, and the mysteries of her past begin to unravel.

At the end of the Qrento era, wars rage across the land. Josh Cohen transmigrates into a hopeless gambler—flat broke, yet with a beautiful wife and a stunning younger sister-in-law. Their home is empty, not even a scrap of food to spare. Just then, his wife, Eloise Sutton, brings a steaming bowl of porridge. “Yesterday… that was my fault. I shouldn’t have drugged you,” she says.

"Xavier Shaw's secretary was pregnant. On the night of our ninth anniversary dinner, he brought her home. Then, as if it were the most normal thing in the world, he turned to me and said, “She’s picky about food. From now on, make sure none of her three meals a day are repeated. “She scares easily, and she needs someone with her when she sleeps. Pack your things and move to the guest room.” I said nothing. I simply picked up the suitcase I had packed long ago and walked calmly toward the front door. The butler tried to stop me, but Xavier let out a cold laugh. “Let her throw her little tantrum. She won’t last three days before she comes crawling back.” Everyone burst out laughing. Right in front of me, they made a ten-million-dollar bet. They bet I wouldn’t even make it through the night before I came back like a pathetic stray dog, crying and begging Xavier to let me back in. But none of them knew. The Maybach arranged by another man was already waiting outside. This time, I was really leaving."

"Every time my husband, Dave Tarrett, spent the night at his ex Maggie Gorringe's place, he bought me another building. Two years into our marriage, I owned 285 commercial properties across the country. Which also meant Dave had screwed me over 285 times. After the deed to property number 286 landed in my hands, Maggie sent me another smug little video. ""So what if Dave throws money at you? I'm the one who gets his body and his heart. You might be some international supermodel, but you still can't get your own husband into bed."" I didn't bother arguing. Instead, I mailed her the newest Victoria's Secret set from my latest runway show. When Dave found out how ""generous"" I'd been, he rewarded me by taking me to some elite social event. During a party game, Maggie lost three rounds straight and got dared to lick whipped cream off some playboy's thigh. She grabbed a wine bottle, smashed it, and shoved the jagged edge against her neck. ""Dave, I'm not letting anyone humiliate me like this!"" Dave—usually cold as ice—instantly panicked. Then he turned to me. Of course he did. ""It's just whipped cream,"" he said softly. ""Do this for her. I swear I'll go home with you after."" Everyone waited for me to lose it. But I stayed calm and agreed without a word. He didn't know this was the 287th time he'd hurt me. And I was done being his pet. Once I paid back the debt I owed him for saving my life, we'd be done for good. "