

Elara, a half-blood wolf girl, had secretly loved Alaric, heir to Silvermoon City's most powerful wolf clan, for five whole years. Urged on by her best friend Lorelei, Alaric's adopted sister, she married him in a whirlwind wedding. It took three years of marriage for her to piece together the harrowing truth: the man she loved had never truly loved her, but his own adopted sister. Marrying this low-born half-blood was nothing more than a cover for their forbidden affair, and a scheme to use her as a vessel to bear a child, so Lorelei's blood could be swapped in as the clan's rightful heir. Heartbroken, she quietly tricked Alaric into pressing his own blood seal onto the dissolution decree, and vanished without a word. One year later, she returned to Silvermoon City as a relic appraiser of the Frostbound Sanctum. The once-haughty heir had since been cast out of the pack, scraping by with his life on the line in the underground gladiator pits. He drew near again and again, repenting, begging, even throwing himself in front of a runaway beast-cart to shield her. But she never once looked back. The woman no one had ever truly seen had finally learned to see herself—and that was enough.

Transmigrated into a monster-infested Ocean Age, Aimar’s SSS-grade Pandora's Box is mocked as worthless trash. Dumped and expelled, he unlocks the artifact—awakening Poseidon and ten ancient gods. Now, the outcast rules the seas, forcing every enemy to bow at his feet.

On my eighteenth birthday, I swore I’d never marry my sworn enemy, Linus Montgomery. Seconds later, I fell into a manhole—and woke up ten years later as the wife of New York’s most feared Mafia Don and the mother of his six-year-old daughter. Worse, the "old me" was a blind fool who bankrupted my family and betrayed my dangerously hot husband for a manipulative scumbag. Ready to clean up the mess, I vow to protect my little girl, crush the leeches, and reclaim my Mafia king. Until my phone buzzes with a text from "Hubby"

Liam was a gynecologist who, while helping out at another hospital, unexpectedly discovered that the woman undergoing surgery was his wife, May. It turned out that May, who had once promised to spend her life with him, had cheated on him. Heartbroken, Liam confronted May and asked for a divorce. May agreed and chose to be with her lover, but her lover was only after her money. In the end, May faced the consequences of her actions, losing everything and inadvertently causing her father's death, filled with regret. Meanwhile, Liam emerged from the darkness and found his own happiness.

Betrayed and left to drown by her cheating husband, 200-pound Daisy awakens a divine bloodline. Reborn as the stunning Trisha, she executes a ruthless revenge and finally finds true love with Bruno, the powerful man who has always adored her.

Dennis Moregard falls asleep as himself and wakes up ten years ahead, married to his childhood sweetheart Fiona Sterling, with an adorable five-year-old calling him Dad. The picture should be perfect. Except it isn't his life.For a decade, someone else wore his face and his name, slowly poisoning everything: growing cold, growing careless, driving Fiona away until she finally asked for a divorce. Now, the real Dennis is back in a body that has already burned every bridge he would have built. With the weight of ten lost years and someone else's wreckage on his hands, he makes a single, stubborn decision to start over, to chase her, and to prove that the man she fell in love with was always in there, just waiting to come home.

When a zombie outbreak hits, Mia saves someone—only to be attacked in return. Just when she's about to die, Damian, the Zombie King who's secretly loved her for years, comes to her rescue. Things get even crazier when Damian takes her home and his zombie parents already call her their daughter-in-law. Then Mia learns the cure may lie in Damian's genes! Now she has one crazy plan: win over the Zombie King, have his baby, and save the world!

Three days before her due date, Aria’s husband, Luca Moretti, announces that he is marrying Bianca Voss, the daughter of a powerful arms-dealing family. The alliance will secure his place as Don—if Aria agrees to remain his secret wife forever.When she refuses, Luca burns down their lakeside home and confines her to a guarded safe house. To him, she is an ordinary woman with nothing to offer his ambitions. He has no idea she is Aria Castellano, the only daughter and heir of the most powerful mafia leader in the country.Determined to have Bianca’s supposed child born first, Luca secretly drugs Aria to delay her delivery. When she begins bleeding, he dismisses her pleas for help—even after she reveals her true identity. Left alone and fighting to save her unborn daughter, Aria activates the emergency beacon her father gave her three years ago.Three days later, armored vehicles surround Luca and Bianca’s lavish wedding. Aria arrives in a wheelchair, wearing the Castellano family’s diamond crown, ready to expose their crimes before the entire underworld.Luca loses his inheritance and begs for forgiveness. But Aria has not returned to save their marriage. She has come to protect her daughter, reclaim her name, and make sure the man who sacrificed them for power never has a place in their lives again.

Left to die at 59, a desperate survivor binds a doomsday mating system—claiming women unlocks limitless power and youth! Starting with three beauties, he hoards resources, levels up, and crushes warlords. Surviving the wasteland has never been this rewarding!

For five years, Irene loved Captain Carson the way girls in movies love pilots. She had every flight number on his roster burned into her brain. Booked tickets just to ride his routes. Set her alarm for 2 a.m. so she'd be wide awake the second his wheels hit the tarmac. Quit her job back in Seattle and followed him to a city where she didn't know a single soul. In her head, this was love. The real kind. The kind where a man walks off the jet bridge, drops to one knee, and the whole terminal claps. Her mistake? Thinking he ever planned to. The truth? In Carson's eyes, Irene wasn't a girlfriend. She was a warm body. Convenient. Always available. The girl he practiced on while figuring out what a real woman liked in bed. The woman he actually loved was Blair — a hooker from the red-light strip he kept on retainer between layovers. When Irene finally found out, her heart didn't just crack. It flatlined. She didn't cry. Didn't scream. Didn't even tell him she knew. She smiled. Took a breath. And said yes to the proposal from the sweet boy next door who'd been quietly in love with her for years. A year later, Carson figured out Blair for exactly what she was — a cold-blooded gold digger who'd been laughing at him behind his back the whole time. He showed up at Irene's door. No pride left. Just a broke man, begging for the girl he threw away. He was ten months too late. Irene didn't even look up from signing the marriage license.