

Raised by the Yoners, Autumn discovers she's not their biological child but the heiress of the prestigious Yale family. The real Yoner daughter, Vivian, now a destitute beggar, is manipulated by a vengeful former housekeeper to disgrace the Yoners. When Autumn is betrayed and confined by her adoptive parents, Xenith Yale emerges, offering support and encouragement. Together they unravel the conspiracy, restoring Autumn's rightful place and finding love amidst turmoil, while Vivian and her accomplice face their comeuppance.

Felicia was betrayed by her longtime boyfriend and, in her sorrow, she drunkenly entered the room of CEO Ryan. She woke up the next day, regretting the night and mistaking Ryan for a college student. Ryan, however, proposed marriage. After a quick wedding, Felicia took on family responsibilities, urging Ryan to study diligently. Ryan found this amusing until the day Felicia realized her husband was the CEO.
![[ENG DUB] Her Highness Buys the World](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Corporate slave Lucienne Farrell transmigrates into a matriarchal world where men are subservient, becoming the vicious Second Princess notorious for abusing her four beast husbands. She wakes to find herself broke, despised by four top-tier males, and constantly sabotaged by her elder sister, First Princess Henrieta Farrell. But after awakening the “Godly System,” Lucienne uses her modern-world savvy to turn everything around. She rescues the gravely injured Commander Cecil Windsor of the Wolfdog Legion, wins his loyalty with ten million in cash, and uses an S-rank Spirit Calming Technique to tame the berserk General Xavier Hampton before a massive crowd, proving to the empire that she’s no longer an F-rank failure, but a future queen who controls everything. This is a game of money, power, and emotion. When the elite men who once despised her begin competing for her favor, how will she choose?

After a severe car accident, 7-year-old Isabella Wellington was abandoned after having her blood drained out by evil family members, in order to keep her own brother alive. 17 years later, Olivia struggles to fight off brutal bullying from the Wellingtons whom she works for. Unknown to the Wellingtons, their target of bullying, daughter raised by a janitor, Olivia, is in fact Isabella Wellington, the precious lost heiress, whom they have been searching for for 17 years.

Mira Lane, the true-born daughter of the Northvale Marquis Estate, was framed as a harbinger of disaster and abandoned in the countryside as a child. Rescued by the Sect Master of the Celestial Order, she spent eighteen years mastering the mystic arts. Now she returns with the Ravager Token, only to find that her identity, home, and arranged marriage have all been stolen by her half-sister, Faye. But Mira is no longer the helpless girl they cast away. Using her mystic arts, she exposes one scheme after another and shocks the capital by revealing her true identity. As Faye plots to steal everyone's fortune through a sinister formation, Mira turns the tables, punishes her enemies, and discovers the shocking secret behind her foolish fiance Evan Wells's ghostly companion.

My father was one of the first dons to rise out of the Naples mob. My mother was an iron-fisted businesswoman with a reputation that made grown men flinch. When I was ten, somebody had the nerve to hijack one of my father's freight ships. He had the man's arms and legs broken with a crowbar, then stuffed a handful of gold rings down his throat — told him to count his money while he crawled. When I was fifteen, some scheming woman tried to get her claws into my father. My mother hired the filthiest pimps off the docks, shipped her down to a back-alley bar in Marseille, and told her to make her own way. And me — I grew up running the streets of Naples like I owned them. The sons of every other family knew to call me Miss Ferrante and keep their hands to themselves. Then I met him. A rough, quiet man fresh out of the army. For him I put down the knives, traded the silk for plain cotton, and followed him back to that little nothing of a coastal town, Porto Scuro. Today my mother-in-law and my husband went down to the dock warehouses to settle a dispute. They held her face down in a barrel of rotting fish guts. They kicked in three of his ribs. I stared at the salt fish I'd been slicing on the kitchen board, let out a cold laugh, and brought the knife down so hard the oak split in half. Then I dialed my father's private line.

On a dark and stormy night, Mia found her mother killed in the study. Jack, her father, handed her over to the police as a suspect without giving her a chance to explain. With the help of her brother Daniel, Mia was bailed out of jail and hired a private detective, Edward, to investigate her mother's death. As the investigation progressed, Mia discovered a huge conspiracy behind her mother's death, and even her own father and Edward were involved......

My father was one of the first dons to rise out of the Naples mob. My mother was an iron-fisted businesswoman with a reputation that made grown men flinch. When I was ten, somebody had the nerve to hijack one of my father's freight ships. He had the man's arms and legs broken with a crowbar, then stuffed a handful of gold rings down his throat — told him to count his money while he crawled. When I was fifteen, some scheming woman tried to get her claws into my father. My mother hired the filthiest pimps off the docks, shipped her down to a back-alley bar in Marseille, and told her to make her own way. And me — I grew up running the streets of Naples like I owned them. The sons of every other family knew to call me Miss Ferrante and keep their hands to themselves. Then I met him. A rough, quiet man fresh out of the army. For him I put down the knives, traded the silk for plain cotton, and followed him back to that little nothing of a coastal town, Porto Scuro. Today my mother-in-law and my husband went down to the dock warehouses to settle a dispute. They held her face down in a barrel of rotting fish guts. They kicked in three of his ribs. I stared at the salt fish I'd been slicing on the kitchen board, let out a cold laugh, and brought the knife down so hard the oak split in half. Then I dialed my father's private line.

My fated mate, Dexter, became the Alpha King when his brother died. He inherited the crown, the power… and his brother’s widowed mate, Jenica. All because I, a half-breed, had failed for years to give him a pureblood heir. He told me he had to mark Jenica, and the pain nearly shattered me. But he held me close, kissed my tears, and swore that his wolf, his fate, had chosen only me. That I would always be his one and only Luna. I believed him. And yet, he still spent every night in her bed. Then, Jenica became pregnant. While the pack celebrated, Dexter forced me from the Luna’s suite, all so her pup could be born into the pack’s purest lunar aura. As I felt our bond unravel thread by painful thread, I sent a final, coded message to a friend in the human world. “In four days, get me out.” That night, I made a choice. My time as his mate was over.