what is coming but never arrives

As a successful businessman, John Chandler had many regrets. A bullet he fired as a teenager struck him between the eyes years later, when he became a middle-aged man.Exhausted both physically and mentally, he had an accident and was brought back to 2008. That year, he was in the 12th grade. After he was reborn, John realized the meaning of life. He let go of his pursuit of material wealth, embraced life, and devoted his time to what really mattered.Later, he became the world's most famous angel investor, a figure on the world's rich list, a godfather of the financial industry, and a leading expert in the medical field.In an interview, he said, "You can never have both youth and the wisdom to cherish it at the same time."

They were once the perfect couple, inseparable from their beloved dog, Lacy. But what she never knew was that he was allergic to dogs — enduring medication just to stay by her side. His jealous stepsister twisted the truth: if she truly loved him, she should take Lacy and leave before his rising career was ruined. Heartbroken, she walked away without a word. Believing he'd been betrayed, he buried his pain and became a football superstar and the founder of a biotech company that later developed a "miracle drug" for canine heart disease. Years later, fate brings them — and Lacy — together again. The dog that once tore them apart now stands between them once more. Will Lacy end their love, or finally witness its healing?

As a successful businessman, John Chandler had many regrets. A bullet he fired as a teenager struck him between the eyes years later, when he became a middle-aged man.Exhausted both physically and mentally, he had an accident and was brought back to 2008. That year, he was in the 12th grade. After he was reborn, John realized the meaning of life. He let go of his pursuit of material wealth, embraced life, and devoted his time to what really mattered.Later, he became the world's most famous angel investor, a figure on the world's rich list, a godfather of the financial industry, and a leading expert in the medical field.In an interview, he said, "You can never have both youth and the wisdom to cherish it at the same time."

I’m a werewolf, eight months pregnant with my vampire mate's hybrid child. When the contractions hit, my vampire mate, Justin, locked me in an ice coffin carved with runes meant to suppress childbirth. I screamed. I begged him. He just said, "Wait." But this was all for his childhood sweetheart. Isolde. The pureblood vampire had used dark blood magic to carry his pure-blood heir without having sex. The first vampire child born in a millennium would receive the Progenitor's ultimate blessing. It would purify the bloodline. It would break a curse generations in the making. "That honor belongs to Isolde's child," Justin said, his voice pure ice. "You already have my love, Gracie. This coffin just ensures you give birth after her." The pain of the contractions tore through me. I begged him to take me to the Bloodspring Sanctuary. He leaned in, his cold fingers gripping my chin. "Stop the act. I should have seen it sooner. You never loved me. You were an outcast in the werewolf world. You only wanted my power and my title." "You're so desperate you'd risk our child with your savage wolf tricks, just to ruin a pureblood's blessing... You're poison." Tears streamed down my face. I trembled, my voice shattering. "The baby's coming—I can't stop it. Please, I'll make a blood oath. I don't care about the blessing. I just want you!" He scoffed, a hint of pained betrayal in his eyes. "If you loved me, you wouldn't have run to my mother. You wouldn't have poisoned her mind against Isolde." "I'll be back after she receives the blessing. After all, the child you're carrying is mine, too." He stood guard outside the sanctuary where Isolde's ritual was taking place. He didn't give me another thought. Not until he saw the halo of the blessing crown Isolde. He ordered his blood thrall to release me. But the thrall's voice trembled with terror. "My lord… Lady Gracie and the child… their life signs… they're gone." In that instant, Justin’s world shattered.

Elite lawyer Kylin Taylor walks into a cafe and finds her fiance Zane Walker attending tenderly to his mistress. She doesn't make a scene. That night, she slides a condom into a legal contract and hands it to Zane's closest friend, David Evans, Eryland's most talked-about playboy. "Hotel tonight? It's on me." What begins as cold, surgical revenge becomes something stranger: she uses David to deliver Zane a humiliation; David plays along with every sign of enjoying himself.But as the game deepens, he drops the act entirely and and starts betting everything he has on her instead of the thrill. Kylin realizes, with a jolt, that she never had control of this board to begin with. Someone laid these pieces into position ten years ago, and it wasn't her.

Bryce Davidson married into the Barber family and has never quite stood straight under the weight of it. On New Year's Day, his wife Ginny leaves to collect relatives and asks him to bathe their infant with a towel. Out of some small, stubborn impulse he fills the bathtub instead. The phone rings. He looks away. By the time he looks back, it is too late. In his collapse he hides what happened. He conceals the baby,covers the room, holds himself together through the Barber family's New Year visit. Every attempt by the relatives to see the child Bryce deflects. Ginny watches him, and something in the way he moves begins to pull at her. She can feel the shape of a closed door. She moves toward it.

Elite lawyer Kylin Taylor walks into a cafe and finds her fiance Zane Walker attending tenderly to his mistress. She doesn't make a scene. That night, she slides a condom into a legal contract and hands it to Zane's closest friend, David Evans, Eryland's most talked-about playboy. "Hotel tonight? It's on me." What begins as cold, surgical revenge becomes something stranger: she uses David to deliver Zane a humiliation; David plays along with every sign of enjoying himself.But as the game deepens, he drops the act entirely and and starts betting everything he has on her instead of the thrill. Kylin realizes, with a jolt, that she never had control of this board to begin with. Someone laid these pieces into position ten years ago, and it wasn't her.

I have a secret: I can see live comments! After scrolling past a video of a muscular man, my husband kicks me out of the car on the highway. The comments say "He's jealous! He totally loves you!" and "He just has that cold CEO syndrome". But when I'm badly injured in an accident, he allows his first love to spill hot soup at me,push me down the stairs, destroy my belongings,and be intimate with him countless times, and the comments are still celebrating. "Aloof now, chase later!" What they don't know is that from the first moment my heart turned cold, I've been calmly planning my escape. I hand him divorce papers and disappear completely, then remarry someone far above his station. No matter how he weeps in regret, I never look back.

Adana Young, a brilliant businesswoman, was betrayed in her past life by her own brother, Cecil Young, and her husband, Jeffrey Shaw.Manipulated into surrendering her entire career to her sister-in-law, Trista Saul, she never imagined Trista's treachery ran deeper; not only stealing her success but also secretly sleeping with Jeffrey, ultimately leading to Adana's tragic demise.Now reborn, Adana returns with vengeance. At her engagement banquet, she stuns everyone by publicly calling off her marriage to Jeffrey. As the rightful head of the Young family, she crushes Trista's gold-digging ambitions. But Cecil, still blind to Trista's deceit, remains under her spell. Left with no choice, Adana tears off Trista's mask, finally opening her foolish brother's eyes and proving what it truly means to be a powerful woman.

Adana Young, a brilliant businesswoman, was betrayed in her past life by her own brother, Cecil Young, and her husband,Jeffrey Shaw.Manipulated into surrendering her entire career to her sister-in-law, Trista Saul, she never imagined Trista's treachery ran deeper; not only stealing her success but also secretly sleeping with Jeffrey, ultimately leading to Adana's tragic demise.Now reborn, Adana returns with vengeance. At her engagement banquet, she stuns everyone by publicly calling off her marriage to Jeffrey. As the rightful head of the Young family, she crushes Trista's gold-digging ambitions. But Cecil, still blind to Trista's deceit, remains under her spell. Left with no choice, Adana tears off Trista's mask, finally opening her foolish brother's eyes and proving what it truly means to be a powerful woman.

Sophia Sidney, a devoted housewife, believes patience and sacrifice can hold her family together—until one phone call shatters everything. Her husband, Liam Howell, is caught in a hotel scandal with his long-time first love, Candice Gosse. When Sophia rushes to his side, she is met not with remorse, but blame.Heartbroken and furious, Sophia demands a divorce. What truly destroys her, however, is realizing that the two children she raised with her own hands choose Candice over their own mother. In that moment, Sophia understands she has already lost her place in this family.She leaves the country, cutting all ties. Only after she's gone does Candice reveal her true face, and the children begin to miss the mother they once took for granted.But love has turned to ashes. This time, Sophia will never look back.

I have a secret: I can see live comments! After scrolling past a video of a muscular man, my husband kicks me out of the car on the highway. The comments say "He's jealous! He totally loves you!" and "He just has that cold CEO syndrome". But when I'm badly injured in an accident, he allows his first love to spill hot soup at me,push me down the stairs, destroy my belongings,and be intimate with him countless times, and the comments are still celebrating. "Aloof now, chase later!" What they don't know is that from the first moment my heart turned cold, I've been calmly planning my escape. I hand him divorce papers and disappear completely, then remarry someone far above his station. No matter how he weeps in regret, I never look back.

Kit Vane is a genius engineer who pulls a malfunctioning robot PWL-000 from the discard pile on instinct, more curiosity than compassion. The robot is technically flawed, classified as a reject, and by every rational measure not worth saving. Kit saves him anyway. What begins as clinical interest quietly becomes something neither of them has a category for. The robot's devotion starts as programmed loyalty and evolves into something that looks unmistakably like longing. Kit, who understands machines better than people, finds herself understood in return in ways she never anticipated. But underneath the robot’s growing attachment lies a secret sealed long before Kit ever found him, a love so vast and so carefully hidden that when it finally surfaces, it reframes everything that came before. Two beings bound by fate neither one chose, falling into feelings neither one was built to name.

In the VIP lounge of an underground casino, Maeve, the Falcone family's princess, had been plied with too much hard liquor. Fueled by alcohol, someone goaded her into revealing the most shameless thing she'd ever done to win over the Don. She swirled her glass, pointed at me dealing cards behind the table, and threw her head back with a laugh. "Seven years ago, when Declan was in a coma after a shootout, I took his private phone. And I deleted the distress message that bitch sent him. Every last trace of it. Then I replied in his name: You're a burden. Go die." "You'll never guess what happened next. That idiot stood outside the safe house all night in a downpour, like a stray dog. I almost died laughing…" The room erupted in crude laughter. Only the man enthroned at the head of the table remained silent. The crystal whiskey glass in his hand shattered with a sharp crack. Blood mixed with the amber liquor, trickling over the veins on the back of his hand before dripping onto the carpet. His murderous, bloodshot eyes were locked on me. I calmly dealt the last hole card in front of him and offered a clean, white silk handkerchief. "Don Declan, you should wipe your hand. Blood on the felt is bad luck." After all, some stains never wash out.

Kit Vane is a genius engineer who pulls a malfunctioning robot PWL-000 from the discard pile on instinct, more curiosity than compassion. The robot is technically flawed, classified as a reject, and by every rational measure not worth saving. Kit saves him anyway. What begins as clinical interest quietly becomes something neither of them has a category for. The robot's devotion starts as programmed loyalty and evolves into something that looks unmistakably like longing. Kit, who understands machines better than people, finds herself understood in return in ways she never anticipated. But underneath the robot’s growing attachment lies a secret sealed long before Kit ever found him, a love so vast and so carefully hidden that when it finally surfaces, it reframes everything that came before. Two beings bound by fate neither one chose, falling into feelings neither one was built to name.

On my sweet sixteen, my three brothers came home with a girl named Sylvie. They said I have to treat her like my family. I didn’t think much would change. But years later, everything did. Jace, my youngest brother, shoved me down the stairs for her. Asher—the oldest, who once promised he'd protect me forever—told me to get out. So I left. Quietly. They thought I was just acting out. So they took Sylvie to France, didn't even bothering to check in What they didn’t know was that I’d signed my name on a contract—one that aligned me with our family’s biggest rival by becoming their youngest chemist. Written in black and white, I could never go home again. The night they found out I was really gone for good? They broke. Every last one of them.

At the graduation ceremony's class change, when the 3S-rank pillar of light—symbolizing the strongest talent—engulfs me, the entire venue falls silent. My awakened profession is actually "Dragontamer," a class that vanished a century ago along with the dragon race! Amid the mocking laughter, I touch the dim dragon crystal in the principal's arms. In an instant, the crystal shatters, ancient dragon roars echo through the heavens, and legendary skills never before recorded materialize in the void. The next day, I enter the forbidden zone and use my blood as a catalyst to awaken dragon spirits that have slumbered for millennia. Nine massive dragons burst through the sky, their wingspans blocking out the sun. In a globally broadcast ultimate showdown, I softly chant in dragon tongue, and the enemy's million-strong army retreats like a tide. It turns out that what dragontamers tame isn't just dragons—it's the wildest power in this world, the immortal war spirit of the dragon race!

At the graduation ceremony's class change, when the 3S-rank pillar of light—symbolizing the strongest talent—engulfs me, the entire venue falls silent. My awakened profession is actually "Dragontamer," a class that vanished a century ago along with the dragon race! Amid the mocking laughter, I touch the dim dragon crystal in the principal's arms. In an instant, the crystal shatters, ancient dragon roars echo through the heavens, and legendary skills never before recorded materialize in the void. The next day, I enter the forbidden zone and use my blood as a catalyst to awaken dragon spirits that have slumbered for millennia. Nine massive dragons burst through the sky, their wingspans blocking out the sun. In a globally broadcast ultimate showdown, I softly chant in dragon tongue, and the enemy's million-strong army retreats like a tide. It turns out that what dragontamers tame isn't just dragons—it's the wildest power in this world, the immortal war spirit of the dragon race!