

The night before high school graduation, Ethan Luciano pulled me into his bedroom. His hands were rough, his touch demanding, yet my heart overflowed with a decade's worth of unspoken longing. I'd loved Ethan for ten years, and finally, it seemed my silent wishes had come true. Afterwards, as we lay tangled in his sheets, he whispered that he'd marry me after graduation. Once he took over the Luciano family's empire from his father, he'd make me the most cherished woman in the family. I believed him. The next morning, I sat curled up against his bare chest as he casually told my foster brother, Lucas, about us. My cheeks were flushed, and my heart raced, still clinging to the sweetness of the night before. However, then their conversation shifted into Italian. Lucas smirked, leaning back against the doorframe. "Not bad, Young Boss. Your first time, and the school's 'it girl' just threw herself at you. So, how's my little sister taste?" Ethan gave a lazy chuckle. "Looks like an angel, but a freak in the sheets. Who would’ve thought?" The room erupted in low, conspiratorial laughter. Lucas raised a brow. "So, should I call her my little sister or my future sister-in-law?" Ethan’s tone darkened, his arm tightening around my waist for a moment. Then he let out a sigh. "She’s nothing. Just practice," he said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I’m trying to hook up with the cheer captain, Sylvia Dawson, but I don’t want her thinking I’m clueless in bed. Cynthia Saville’s just a warm-up." He paused. "But don’t tell Sylvia. I don’t need her getting all emotional." They didn't know that I’d spent months secretly learning Italian, preparing for the life I thought I’d share with Ethan. I didn't say a word. Later that day, I quietly withdrew my early decision application to Caltech and applied to MIT instead.

The night before high school graduation, Ethan Luciano pulled me into his bedroom. His hands were rough, his touch demanding, yet my heart overflowed with a decade's worth of unspoken longing. I'd loved Ethan for ten years, and finally, it seemed my silent wishes had come true. Afterwards, as we lay tangled in his sheets, he whispered that he'd marry me after graduation. Once he took over the Luciano family's empire from his father, he'd make me the most cherished woman in the family. I believed him. The next morning, I sat curled up against his bare chest as he casually told my foster brother, Lucas, about us. My cheeks were flushed, and my heart raced, still clinging to the sweetness of the night before. However, then their conversation shifted into Italian. Lucas smirked, leaning back against the doorframe. "Not bad, Young Boss. Your first time, and the school's 'it girl' just threw herself at you. So, how's my little sister taste?" Ethan gave a lazy chuckle. "Looks like an angel, but a freak in the sheets. Who would’ve thought?" The room erupted in low, conspiratorial laughter. Lucas raised a brow. "So, should I call her my little sister or my future sister-in-law?" Ethan’s tone darkened, his arm tightening around my waist for a moment. Then he let out a sigh. "She’s nothing. Just practice," he said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I’m trying to hook up with the cheer captain, Sylvia Dawson, but I don’t want her thinking I’m clueless in bed. Cynthia Saville’s just a warm-up." He paused. "But don’t tell Sylvia. I don’t need her getting all emotional." They didn't know that I’d spent months secretly learning Italian, preparing for the life I thought I’d share with Ethan. I didn't say a word. Later that day, I quietly withdrew my early decision application to Caltech and applied to MIT instead.

Zoey Shaw wakes up inside a novel as the infamous villainess doomed to a tragic end.Refusing to follow the same path, she decides to rewrite her fate—no self-destruction, no foolish choices, just survival and a new beginning. When a shameless ex and a scheming rival show up to cause trouble, she’s ready. This time, she protects her husband, claims her happiness, and crushes every plot against her. She clears her family’s name and rises from ruin to glory.

A pair of orphaned siblings were separated in childhood. Years later, the sister became a billionaire and tirelessly searched for her brother’s whereabouts. Meanwhile, the brother woke from a comatose state, and he and his wife endured relentless abuse from villains. After the sister found her brother, she punished those who had wronged him, only to be counterattacked by the villains. Faced with the oppression of both his sister and wife, the brother finally revealed his true identity...

My younger sister, Lydia Miller, and I are unexpectedly reborn into a beastman tribe, where the Beast God gives us a choice of identity. The first option is to become a beast woman with tremendous strength and a tall, imposing physique. The second option is to become a saintess with the ability to reproduce across species and an alluring, graceful figure. In our previous life, Lydia became a beast woman to survive, while I became the frail saintess. She ended up scorned by the tribe's beastmen for not being feminine enough. Meanwhile, I captured the hearts of the three strongest and most handsome beastmen in the tribe with my delicate frame. I became their most cherished beloved. Eventually, they rose to rule the primeval forest, and I basked in endless glory as their saintess. Driven mad with jealousy, Lydia pushed me into a poison swamp when no one was looking. With my last bit of strength, I plunged a poisonous thorn into her body, and we died together. When I open my eyes again, we're back at the moment when the Beast God asks us to make our choice. This time, Lydia rushes to claim the saintess identity first. "Ella, this time I'll be the saintess. Since I pity you so much, I'll let you have those three defective, impotent beastmen." I bite back the wild joy flooding through me. What's so great about serving as a breeding tool anyway? In a primitive society, strength is everything.

Harold and daughter Demi are critically injured in a riot,with Demi fighting for her life. When the hospital faces a Type A blood shortage, his wife Violet signs away the life-saving blood to save Jack, son of her first love Nate, who claims the boy has leukemia. She abandons her dying daughter without hesitation.Heartbroken after six years of devotion, Harold resumes his hidden identity as heir to the powerful Summit Group. He saves Demi and disappears. Finding Harold's abandoned phone filled with loving messages and final farewell, crushing regret overwhelms Violet.
![[ENG DUB] My Rolling Fortress in a Dying World](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Vera Thorne has gotten reborn to the timeframe before the dinosaur apocalypse descends upon the world, which is on the day of her convocation. In her previous life, she was framed by Mia Ruth, the campus belle, which ended with her becoming dinosaur food. This time, Vera secures the deed over Raptor Cave and takes out a 400-million-dollar loan to reconstruct it into an apocalyptic fortress that's impervious to even nuclear missiles.Once her system is activated, Vera starts taming dinosaurs like pterosaurs, T-rexes and brontosauruses in order to form her own dino army.Mia, who has gotten reborn as well, allies with violent criminals multiple times just to attack Vera's fortress.She even goes as far as to pledge herself to Cyan Corp and commands mech-dinos so that she can rob Vera of her home.Vera manages to conquer the apex of predators and makes a counterattack with her massive dino army. With her own hands, she finally ends her mortal enemy's life. For the next seven years, Vera travels all over the globe and uses the taming bands to send all the dinosaurs to their original era.Now that the apocalypse has ended, mankind begins rebuilding their society.Just as Vera thinks she's finally welcoming tranquility back to her life, the temperature outside drops to a staggering -70 degrees Fahrenheit.It turns out that… the Glacial Age has just made its presence known…

Just because I agreed to cover my adoptive sister's shift, I was beaten half to death by the patient's furious family.My brother David, a police officer, found me.And my childhood sweetheart Nick, a brilliant forensic pathologist, successfully saved my life. From childhood to adulthood, I had always been the one most doted on by my brother and Nick.But I never imagined that the ones who would truly send me to hell were them.My police officer brother David threw me into the bed of the most perverted rapists.He watched coldly as I was violated and tortured, without a flicker of emotion.When I had been abused beyond recognition, it was Nick who took me away.But he didn't save me. Instead, at the brink of death, he dismembered me.Natalie:" Why?"Nick:" You shouldn't have fought with Mia for our affection."My adoptive sister, Mia?But I was the one who was supposed to have all of this…I'm not willing to accept this!Now, I've returned to that fateful night when everything began. This time, I won't let them succeed. "None of you who plotted against me will get away. "

Sonia Weston, a fallen noble's daughter, is betrothed to Aeron Fleming, a reckless heir she despises. Desperate to escape, she sets her sights on his uncle, Skyler Fleming, the true power behind the family. She believes she's the one playing seducer. She's wrong. Skyler recognizes her from the moment they meet—the woman he's searched for across years. Every "chance" encounter, every charged glance, is his quiet design. He doesn't lure her into a trap. He builds her a path home.
![[ENG DUB] Rise Built on Forgotten Betrayals](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
For ten years, Henry served his country in secret, sending every penny home to the family he loved. When he finally came back, his wife told him his daughter and mother were dead. It was all a lie. They were alive. She had spent years cheating on him with her lover and stealing his fortune.With help from an old friend, Henry uncovers the truth one piece at a time. Now his unfaithful wife wants him back. Too late. His revenge has just begun.