

To avenge his childhood beloved, Jasper infiltrates the Blood Eagles to hunt down their leader, Alfred. But Klaus, an arrogant corrupt cop, keeps getting in his way, and their constant clashes soon turn into dangerous tension. When Jasper discovers Klaus is tied to the gang, he has no idea this enemy is actually the childhood friend he thought had died years ago. From enemies to lovers, they fall deeper into a fate shaped by hatred and desire.

After being released from my three-year sentence, Zoe Sanders finally found me in an underground fight club. The moment she saw me, she grabbed me by the collar and punched me across the face, her eyes burning red with fury. "Henry Goldman, who gave you the nerve to disappear like this? "And what the hell have you done to yourself?" I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth and laughed carelessly. "One punch, one hundred thousand. "If you’re still angry, feel free to keep going. I could use the money for this year’s rent." Her fists trembled uncontrollably, but her voice softened. "Come home with me... apologize to Ronald Green. "He’s always been kind-hearted. He already forgave you for framing him." Her gaze swept over the scars covering my body, something unreadable flickering in her eyes. "Look at yourself. Covered in blood like this... what’s the difference between you and a stray dog digging through garbage?" My body stiffened. Then I turned and walked away. What she did not know was this: In prison, blood and violence were the only ways I learned to survive. "Don’t forget," she shouted after me, "I’m still your fiancée!" My footsteps stopped. How could I forget? Three years ago, on the night of our engagement, Ronald drugged me and sent me to a black-market auction. I was stripped of all dignity and sold like merchandise. That night, I became the laughingstock of the entire city. And the person who signed the papers that sold me… was my fiancée herself.

Three years ago, I drugged the mafia heir, Vincent. After that one wild night, he didn’t kill me. Instead, he fucked me until my legs went weak, gripping my waist and whispering the same word over and over: “Principessa.” Just as I was about to propose, his first love, Isabella, returned. To keep her happy, Vincent let a car hit me, had my mother’s heirlooms thrown to stray dogs, and sent me to prison… But when I was finally broken, flying to Boston to marry someone else, Vincent tore New York City apart to find me.

Luna Ashford is a sharp modern forensic scientist who wakes up one day as the princess consort of the seventh prince of the Solmire Empire—wife to Jothan Barnett, a prince the entire court whispers about:brutal, cursed, a man who buries his wives. Her system gives her a clean exit: earn enough intimacy with Jothan and solve the wrongful case shadowing his past, and she goes home. Simple enough. Except the monster the rumors promised turns out to be something else entirely, and the case runs deeper and darker than any file she's ever worked. She came to investigate a prince. She didn't plan to understand him.

Prince Titus goes underground as a gladiator, hunting the poisoners who targeted his father the Emperor. In the arena, he’s rescued by Valeria -- the senator’s daughter he once saved from slavers as a boy. She proposes marriage to free him from bondage. Together they expose the conspiracy behind the palace walls, reclaim the throne, and rule Rome side by side.

Nora's world flips when she finds out she's a werewolf, diving into academy life, power discovery, and a whirlwind romance with Alpha Prince, Isaac.

"Three years ago, one reckless night made Sophia the mafia heir’s secret lover—and his beloved “Principessa.” But when Vincent’s first love, Isabella, returns, he repeatedly chooses her over Sophia, even sending Sophia to prison. Heartbroken, Sophia leaves New York for Boston to marry another man. Only after losing her does Vincent realize the truth: the woman he destroyed was the only one he had ever truly loved.

To save his collapsing company, Ray Shaw married the Lee family's heiress,Hannah, abandoning his fiancée, Quincy Channing, who loved his brother, Harry. When he returned triumphantly, Quincy came crying and begged him not to leave.

600 years ago, Prince Gyeom of the Joseon Dynasty was falsely accused of treason and threw himself into a lake. When he opens his eyes again… he wakes up in a bathroom in Seoul, 600 years later?! Suhyeon, the homeowner and a tough, TV PD, is stunned by the unexpected guest from the past. But faced with her suddenly doubled rent, she strikes a deal with Gyeom live together and make money as partners. And so begins a love that not even time itself can stand in the way.

Clara, a young widowed peasant, delivered goods to the castle and accidentally spent one passionate night with a stranger, fleeing before dawn—unaware he was Crown Prince Gabriel. Ten months later, she gave birth in her humble hut. A tyrannical lord threatened her mother-in-law's life to force himself upon her. To protect her family, Clara tearfully left her infant and a keepsake ring at the castle's side gate, hoping royal mercy would save the innocent life.Prince Gabriel returned victorious and found the baby with sapphire eyes—the mark of royal heirs. The overjoyed king ordered a nationwide search for wet nurses. Clara, fleeing the lord's grasp, applied and entered the castle. Miraculously, the prince would only drink her milk. She won the position, never realizing the child she nursed was her own flesh and blood—nor that the lofty prince was the man from the rose garden.Jealous noble nurse Isabella poisoned her milk; housekeeper Lillian framed her to destroy her hands. Each time, Gabriel fiercely protected Clara—raising her pay tenfold, granting authority, even defying the king to declare he would marry none but her. Yet class divides, village gossip, and the stain of "bastard" kept her at bay.Until the ring, the sapphire eyes, and the infant who recognized only her milk wove the truth full circle. She had never truly left him; he had always sought his rose-garden lady. From lowly widow to royal nurse, from contract to heartfelt love. When Gabriel knelt before all to marry her as princess, Clara finally knew: that ring was never just a token—it was his long-planned devotion. A courtly romance born of chance, crowned by truth—a mother raised by her son, and by love itself.