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When deliveryman Ken accidentally saves mafia boss Elle, she falls for him instantly and begins a relentless pursuit. Caught in schemes by his fiancée Susan’s family, Ken faces chaos—including a wedding hijacked by Elle. Later, a plot causes Ken to lose his memory, and with further schemes from the Capone family, he and Elle must overcome danger and conspiracies to reclaim their love and happiness.

I was reborn on the very day my sister Tilda Wright and I were supposed to pick our husbands. And that was when I unlocked an incredible ability—I could hear everyone’s inner thoughts. I caught Tilda’s greedy voice in my head: This time, I’m definitely snatching the best husband for myself first! Before I could even react, she dashed over and stole the sweet man I’d married in my past life. Meanwhile, I was stuck with the abusive brute who’d beaten her black and blue every single day back then. I let out a cold, mocking laugh. Did she really think the man I once married was some flawless prince charming? How naive.

I was born broken. My Alpha mother was the one who branded me. She said emotion was a sin. A weakness. Especially for a werewolf. Especially for an Alpha’s heir. The day we were born, she clamped emotion-suppressing collars around our necks. Mine and my twin sister's. The slightest flicker of emotion, and the collar flashed red. My mother would then push the button, injecting me with a diluted "silver solution" to suppress my feelings. But my sister Cassia's collar? Always a calm, steady blue. Even when she shattered Mom's precious moonstone, it just pulsed gently. And me? I’d just whisper, "Mom, the thunder scares me," and my collar would erupt in a violent red. Then came the sting of silver poison burning through my blood.. I used to argue. But Mom always said the same thing. "The data doesn't lie. Pain is a teacher. This is for your own good." After thousands of these injections, I started to believe it, too. That I was born out of control. The night of the alliance's Moon Goddess Festival, Mom was taking my sister to the rooftop party. Something scared me during the day. The collar flashed red, and my mother started the punishment. But this time, the collar malfunctioned. It shot a dose a thousand times stronger into my neck. I collapsed on the carpet, begging, "Mother, the collar... it hurts so much... help me." My collar was flashing a frantic red. My mother just looked down at me, drenched in a cold sweat, and pressed the button for the maximum dose. "You'd lose control like this just for attention? You're a lost cause." She turned, took my sister, and slammed the door. I couldn't help but think, Mom must be right. The collar is red. It doesn't really hurt. I'm just being dramatic, looking for pity again. I'm sorry, Mom. In my next life, I'll be the perfect daughter you always wanted.

In my previous life, my girlfriend's childhood friend impersonated a rich heir and messed around with the fake power he had. I exposed him, and he crashed his car into me. In my final moments, my girlfriend's sister begged on her knees, pleading for my girlfriend's aid, hoping she could save me, but my girlfriend did nothing. "He wouldn't do that. Zacharias is beyond this. He would never dirty his hands for a nobody like this guy. He might be my boyfriend, but that doesn't mean he can do anything he wants. He'd better know his place." My girlfriend's sister remained on the ground for three days. In the end, Zacharias dragged her away, violated her, and killed her. Even at my dying breath, my girlfriend was still covering up for her childhood friend. She refused to believe Zacharias hit someone with a car and violated her sister. And then I was reborn. This time, I did not beg and plead for my girlfriend to give me a moment of her time. I called my brother instead. "Hey? Yeah, it's me. Some bastard impersonated me and is dragging my name through the mud. I need you to take that guy out. Also, I'm not marrying Annabelle Lawson. I'm taking her sister instead." I gave the Lawsons a lot of resources so they could grow, and what did I get in the end? An ungrateful woman who would leave me stranded and dying all for another man. With all their resources pulled, Annabelle and her childhood friend would be saying goodbye to their good old days and hello to their personal hell.

Nora Scott had a family curse. Once she kissed a man, she'd turn into a dog at midnight. The only way to break the curse was to kiss the same man as a dog within three months. Otherwise, she'd be a dog forever. One day, Nora got drunk and kissed her boss, Caelan Fraser. To break the curse, she had to kiss him again.But, unfortunately, Caelen was super afraid of dogs. How would Nora find a way to kiss Caelen and break the curse?

Ada Scott, the world's top crisis expert, abandoned her seven-figure career to take a mid-level job at a Hugh Group hotel, all to quietly chase Todd Hugh, the heir she'd secretly loved for ten years.Their staged "chance encounter" spiraled into a sudden, legal marriage, neither expecting the other's hidden agenda.Every step Ada plotted, Todd had already anticipated. Their schemes mirrored each other, masking the same unspoken truth: a decade of longing.When the lies finally fell away, only one thing remained: the kiss they'd waited ten years to share.

Ada Scott, the world's top crisis expert, abandoned her seven-figure career to take a mid-level job at a Hugh Group hotel, all to quietly chase Todd Hugh, the heir she'd secretly loved for ten years.Their staged "chance encounter" spiraled into a sudden, legal marriage, neither expecting the other's hidden agenda.Every step Ada plotted, Todd had already anticipated. Their schemes mirrored each other, masking the same unspoken truth: a decade of longing.When the lies finally fell away, only one thing remained: the kiss they'd waited ten years to share.

On our seventh wedding anniversary, I was straddling my Mafia husband, Lucian, kissing him deeply. My fingers fumbled in the pocket of my expensive silk dress, searching for the pregnancy test I'd hidden there. I wanted to save the news of my unexpected pregnancy for the end of the evening. Lucian's right-hand man, Marco, asked with a suggestive smile in Italian: "Don, your new little canary, Sophia. How does she taste?" Lucian's mocking laughter vibrated through my chest, sending a chill down my spine. He replied, also in Italian: "Like an unripe peach. Fresh and tender." His hand was still caressing my waist, but his gaze was distant. "Just keep this between us. If my Donna finds out, I'm a dead man." His men chuckled knowingly, raising their glasses and swearing their silence. The warmth in my blood turned to ice, inch by inch. The one thing they didn’t know was that my grandmother was from Sicily, so I understood every word. I forced myself to remain calm, keeping the perfect smile of a Donna fixed in place, but the hand holding my champagne flute trembled. Instead of making a scene, I opened my phone, found the invitation I had received a few days ago for a private international medical research project, and tapped "Accept." In three days, I would disappear from Lucian's world completely.

I've gotten reborn into a mecha. Furthermore, I'm the type with just a metallic shell without an actual body piloting it.But I still manage to secretly help my pilot many times with my powerful battle intent so that we can save the world, which has gotten infiltrated by monsters.I'm supposed to be hailed as a hero, but instead, I'm used as a trashed mecha that's meant to serve as a practice mecha for newbie pilots. This is all thanks to the fact that I've gotten my core damaged during my last battle with a monster, which has caused my functionality to drop rapidly.But just as I'm thinking that I should spend the remainder of my years in peace, little do I know that it's only the start of my nightmare. After all, my latest pilot is a teenage girl with a violent side to her. She doesn't take my personality into consideration in training, which often causes my gun barrels to overheat.

I've gotten reborn into a mecha. Furthermore, I'm the type with just a metallic shell without an actual body piloting it.But I still manage to secretly help my pilot many times with my powerful battle intent so that we can save the world, which has gotten infiltrated by monsters.I'm supposed to be hailed as a hero, but instead, I'm used as a trashed mecha that's meant to serve as a practice mecha for newbie pilots. This is all thanks to the fact that I've gotten my core damaged during my last battle with a monster, which has caused my functionality to drop rapidly.But just as I'm thinking that I should spend the remainder of my years in peace, little do I know that it's only the start of my nightmare. After all, my latest pilot is a teenage girl with a violent side to her. She doesn't take my personality into consideration in training, which often causes my gun barrels to overheat.

Fiona's father is addicted to gambling and plunges their family into poverty, making it even harder for Fiona to support her bed-ridden mother. Fiona has no choice but to work in a club. However, as fate would have it, Fiona meets the gangster boss Leonard and saves his life. But who could have thought she’d get herself pregnant that night......

My name is Yael Lynch. I woke up in a twisted apocalypse as an SSS-rank ghost. The world is full of monsters, but I'm not afraid. I have a system that keeps insisting I'm human. To survive, I make a decision that defies all logic and turn myself in on day one. Change my mindset, and even the apocalypse becomes a blue ocean. Who says ghosts are only killers? They might be the best builders of a new civilization.

Margaret sacrificed everything to raise her two sons, only to have her "dead" husband Channing show up at their graduation with his mistress in tow. The truth hit hard: he'd faked his death, and "her" boys were actually his love children with Vivian. The shock killed her. Then she woke up in the delivery room. She reborned. Game on.

Amelia thought she’d keep her biggest secret to herself forever, but she didn’t expect her ex-fiancé Nathan to become the world’s greatest lawyer and come back for her. Amelia knows exactly what Nathan wants, but she can’t give it to him… she only wants him to achieve his dreams while carrying her heart in his chest.

Burdened by her father’s debt, Seoyoon ends her relationship with Leejun through a painful lie. While chasing after her, Leejun is nearly killed in an accident. Years later, Seoyoon is raising their child alone, while Leejun returns in triumph. When their paths cross again, old wounds, hidden truths, and unresolved feelings flare back to life, upending everything they thought they’d left behind.

Burdened by her father’s debt, Seoyoon ends her relationship with Leejun through a painful lie. While chasing after her, Leejun is nearly killed in an accident. Years later, Seoyoon is raising their child alone, while Leejun returns in triumph. When their paths cross again, old wounds, hidden truths, and unresolved feelings flare back to life, upending everything they thought they’d left behind.

Charles had once risked his life to save Cheryl, only to watch her devote everything to an imposter.Heartbroken and disillusioned, he turned away and married an ambitious beauty, returning to the pinnacle of power. When Cheryl finally recognized the scar on his shoulder—the one he'd earned saving her—she also saw the glaring wedding ring on his finger."What a pity, Cheryl," he said faintly. "You're too late."

In Part Two of GoodChat, Alexa Reddy and Fulop Budavari turn up the fun with games that test their quick wit and sense of humor: from decoding movie titles using only three emojis to a hilarious round of “Kiss, Marry, Kill” featuring Alexa’s former co-stars. The laughs soon give way to reflection as Alexa opens up about her passion for acting, the lessons she’s learned, and the heartfelt advice she’d give her younger self.