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The Hundredth Prank, A Fatal Bet
Ethan Carter faked amnesia for three years to win me over. I fell for it. Completely. I was standing outside his door, positive pregnancy test in my hand. Then I heard her voice, the woman who always hated me. "Thank you for this little amnesia game. 99 pranks on Anna." His voice, the one I loved, answered her. "Just get to 100. Then I'm all yours." I wasn't his future. I was the final joke in his sick game to win another woman, Sophia Zane. So, I died in a plane crash. They say he went mad, tearing through the burning wreckage himself. All he found was a single ring. Engraved inside, it read: “The 100th prank: I bet you love me.” He faked his past to steal my heart. So I faked my death to break his soul. -
Delivering Condoms for My Mafia Husband Again
His 28th mistress was special. She didn’t want his money or name. She didn’t even want him. And my husband, Luca Noir, was obsessed. He pursued her for two years, and I raised hell for two years. When that girl finally agreed to give herself to him, he was as giddy as a teenage boy. “Stella, Sophia is my last woman. Believe me, in less than six months, I'll get tired of her and come back home. After that, I'll be yours and yours alone.” I just nodded. “Okay.” He smirked, stroking my cheek as he headed for the door. “You look so pathetic, darling. You know what? Go have some fun. Find a boy toy. I promise I won’t get jealous.” Each time, he would watch with cold composure as I professed my undying loyalty, proclaiming I would live or die for him. Then he would leave without a second thought, rushing off to another woman. But this time, he was wrong. I picked up my phone. On the other end, a desperate voice pleaded, “Marry me. Please.” I smiled. “Okay.” -
Rebirth of a Heiress
Reborn with vengeance in her veins, Daisy gets a second chance to rewrite her tragic fate. Once a meek heiress abused by her father's new family, she died betrayed by everyone she trusted—including Alex, the boy next door who secretly loved her cruel stepsister. Now awakened days before the kidnapping that destroyed her, Daisy transforms into a ruthless strategist. She reclaims her mother's stolen fortune with the help of Michael, a brilliant lawyer indebted to her mother's kindness. When history repeats with her stepsister's abduction, Daisy records every plea for her sacrifice and exposes the family's lies online. This time, the slap she delivers to Alex echoes across social media as she rises to power. A gripping tale of betrayal turned to triumph, where the ultimate revenge is living magnificently. -
Polite and Courteous
Nephew had a high fever, and I took him to the hospital to check for influenza. Unexpectedly, I ran into my ex-boyfriend in the pediatric department, and for a moment, I was stunned and couldn't react. The nephew, with a pale face in my arms, weakly spoke up. "Mommy, if you keep looking, baby's going to get a fever so bad he'll turn silly." -
From Prison to Revenge
After three brutal years in prison, Caroline walks out only to find her husband Jasper waiting—with his first love Fiona, the woman she took the fall for. When she learns her dad (whom she sacrificed for) is dead, Caroline’s grief turns to revenge. Teaming up with tycoon Thorne, she exposes Jasper and Fiona’s lies, reclaims her life, and watches them get their just deserts. By the end, she’s free to choose a new start—maybe even love. -
Billionaire Boss Wants A Baby With Me
She laughed. "You're crazy." "Yeah, you've said that before." I said, annoyed at her continuous repetition of 'you're crazy.' it wasn't a crazy suggestion. It was a brilliant idea where both parties benefit. ....... "Okay. I accept your deal. I want to get my brother out of the trouble he's in." "Great, we'll need to start working then," I said with a smirk. "Working? Aren't we going to do insemination?" she asked with her brows raised. "Nope," I said, popping the p. "Any child of mine will be conceived naturally." -
Glazed Jade Shatters
I wanted to buy my husband his most coveted Tang Three-Color Glazed Pottery as an anniversary surprise. Unexpectedly, a mysterious person suddenly appeared in the middle, and with one move lit the sky lantern, taking the porcelain horse away. I was just about to leave when my phone dinged with a notification — my husband's supplementary card had just swiped a big sum at the auction house, purchasing that very Tang Three-Color Glazed Pottery. My heart tensed up, and I immediately called the bank to freeze that supplementary card. At the pickup counter, I saw a beautifully dressed, stunning woman standing there. People around were pointing and laughing at her, joking that she spent money but couldn’t take the item. She turned pale, turned around, and fled in embarrassment. Half a month later, Caleb Blackwood and I went abroad for a trip. Just as we got off the plane, someone covered my mouth and nose with a towel, and I passed out. When I woke up, I found myself locked in an iron cage, with my hands and feet chained. The host on stage stammered in Chinese: 'Today, we're auctioning this woman. Whoever bids higher will take her away!' I frantically grasped the iron bars, taking one look to see Caleb Blackwood sitting below the stage. His eyes were cold, and he wore a malicious smile on his lips: 'Iris Sterling, don’t you like stealing the spotlight? Don’t you love intercepting others’ sky lanterns? Today, let's make you the center of attention, how does that feel?' -
After Reincarnating, an Evil Consort Only Wants to Torture Scums
4.84
In her previous life, she sacrificed everything for him. She helped him become the most powerful chancellor, but he still preferred her older sister whom he had a one night stand with. When her gentle husband took her life, she finally realized their romance was all a joke to him. Filled with hatred, moments before she died, Lu Xiang swore she would get her revenge on the people who hurt her... When she opened her eyes, she had returned to the year when she was fourteen. Although it was the same life she had previously lived, she now possessed a strong sense of vengeance. *** On a dark and windy night, Lu Xiang rescued the badly injured Chu Jinyan from his would-be assassinators. Lu Xiang's eyes glistened. "Well, well. You're someone from the royal family!" She dragged him to her house and hid him without saying another word. "There's a saying that one ought to offer their body to another after being rescued... Wait a second, I got it wrong. I think you're supposed to return the favor. Since I rescued you today, you have to agree to three of my requests in the future," Lu Xiang said. "Huh?" Chu Jinyan was confused. He hadn’t exactly wanted to be rescued... Later, Chu Jinyan patted his thigh and wagged his finger. "Come here, my beloved consort. You can hug my thighs." *** She's insidious and deceitful, while he's vile and shameless! Stranger A: Does that mean they're a match made in heaven? Stranger B: Yuck! That makes them a despicable couple! -
Transmigrating as the Cannon-Fodder Stepmother of a Period Novel's Male Lead
4.77
Sun Qing woke up to find she had everything everyone else could ever dream of having. She had money, a house, a car, a son, and a cheap husband. Everything was ready-made. She thought she had achieved her happy ending without ever having to work, but who knew she'd transmigrate into a period novel and become the mistress who'd make the male lead cheat before dying just three years into the marriage? Sun Qing: I definitely won't act like a stupid woman. Can't I just focus on making money? She casually got into the renovating business. Her interior designs became wildly successful, and many material suppliers began to approach her with checks so that she would offer them guidance. She'd travel around the lake when she had free time with other rich women. She bought several plots of land there. In less than a month, the market value of those plots of land increased by several hundred times. The rich women all entrusted their wealth to Sun Qing and begged her to invest on their behalf. *** Running multiple businesses and making a lot of money, Sun Qing was so busy that she began to lose patience after waiting a long time. 'Why isn't he here to pick me up yet?' One day, Jiang Hui pressed Sun Qing against the bedroom door. There was a dangerous look in his eyes. "I heard you've been talking behind my back as of late." Sun Qing was slightly terrified. She quickly shook her head. "It wasn't me. I didn't do that. Don't make things up!" -
I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs
4.89
Bai Caoshi transmigrated as a female supporting character who was destined not to live past the early section of a novel. She didn't show any signs of panic. On one hand, she resisted the system's method of accumulating points. With the other, she planted a garden with a hundred types of different herbs. She made a living and looked after her family, all the while fulfilling her duties as a wife. She set up a pharmacy, created medicinal diets, started a cosmeceutical firm, and ran a golf club while she was at it. Her life was at an all-time high. The official synopsis: A peasant girl who lived among common folks found herself a husband who was the man of every woman's dream. Ever since then, she started growing herbs and looking after her family while he did nothing but sit still and look pretty. Everybody said, "She's nothing but a widow. How is she good enough for him? "Only he knew that the honeysuckles in spring, fresh bamboo shoots in summer, snow lotuses on the mountains, and dendrobiums by the cliffs were all products of her prayers on her knees. She could make altars out of earth and fragrances out of the grass, and she chose to share her most precious gifts of nature with him alone. In the treacherous struggle for hegemony among members of the dynasty, she possessed incomparable wealth that could help him ascend to the throne of power. Without you, what's the point of having this golden robe and these splendid rivers and mountains? -
On Our Wedding Anniversary, I Discovered My Loving Husband Adrian Grant Is a Thief
On our third wedding anniversary, Adrian Grant rented the entire top floor of the auction house just to give me a piece of imperial green jade from the Qing Dynasty. He placed the warm ancient jade in my palm, his eyes full of deep affection that could almost drown a person. "Genevieve, only you deserve the best things in this world." For three years, he has been like this. I come from a family of jewelry designers and have an extraordinary sensitivity to jade since childhood, able to clearly perceive the structure and age of jade. And he is the top art collector in the country. We are seen by the world as the most compatible soulmates. I used my talent to help him find ancient jades from around the world that were on the brink of being lost. He, in turn, gave me ultimate love and absolute respect. Until I saw the Ming Dynasty Jade Guanyin that was supposedly "permanently treasured" by him appear in the unsold announcement of an overseas auction—marked "source unknown." -
After Losing Memory, I Became the White Moonlight in My Husband's Heart
After losing my memory, I became the white moonlight in my husband's heart. At the graduation ceremony, I mustered up the courage to confess to my crush. But accidentally got hit by a car. When I woke up, my crush stood in front of me with a cold look on his face. "Awake? Perfect timing, let's discuss the divorce agreement." Me: ??? I haven't even confessed yet, how did it come to a divorce? -
Bound by Chains, Freed by Fury
Nathalie sacrifices everything for Benjamin—her love, her talent, even enduring his cold neglect—only to watch him prioritize his childhood sweetheart, Holly. Publicly humiliated and betrayed, she survives kidnapping when Benjamin abandons her, only to be rescued by Daniel, a mysterious mafia heir. After divorcing Benjamin, Nathalie rebuilds her life, transforming into a powerhouse designer. Years later, when a smug Benjamin offers reconciliation, she reveals her dazzling success and engagement to Daniel. Now, the man who once dismissed her grovels in regret—but Nathalie’s vengeance is complete: she’s no longer the forgotten wife, but the woman who outshone them all. -
My Best Friend Wore My Bathrobe While Stealing My Wife
That rainy Thanksgiving, I came home early from an "emergency" at work, hoping to surprise my wife, Chloe, who I thought was working late. The moment I slid the key into the lock, I heard voices from the backyard. A woman's muffled laughter, a man's low murmur. My hand froze on the key. Chloe had told me she was working late on a promotional event tonight and wouldn't be back. But now, I heard two voices coming from our own backyard. -
My Mate Lost His Memory And Fell For My Friend.
When Lydia Hartwell dies believing Gabriel Thorne’s heart belongs to another, she’s reborn to a second chance—only to find Gabriel has lost his memory again. This time, she vows to set him free, breaking their sacred bond and fleeing to heal. But as Gabriel’s memories resurface in fragments, he’s tormented by a love he can’t forget and a past he’s desperate to atone for. When secrets of manipulation, sacrifice, and a terminal illness collide, will Lydia choose the safety of a new love or confront a haunted past that refuses to stay buried? In a world where wolves claim mates for life, can a second chance rewrite a destiny stained by betrayal? -
I Don't Want You Anymore
As the daughter of an Alpha, Caroline used to be totally obsessed with Mason, a Beta's son. She was even willing to humble herself and cater to him, but Mason couldn't care less. Instead, he was always fooling around with Caroline's maid, Rosalie. But everything changed after she fell down the stairs and passed out. She lost her memory, including her obsession with Mason. Suddenly, Mason was stripped of all the fancy cars, luxury houses and privileges he'd gotten from Caroline. Now he's starting to regret how he acted back then. Can he win Caroline back? -
Waking Up as His Enemy's Lover
On my birthday, my playboy boyfriend sent me crashing down a mountain in Aspen just to win a smile from another girl. As I lay bleeding in the snow, he sneered, "Stop playing dead. Madison's had her laugh." I survived, but with a convenient case of amnesia. When he rushed to my hospital bed, I looked him in the eye. "Who are you?" He insisted he was my boyfriend. "You're mistaken," I said, a cold smile playing on my lips. "My boyfriend is Alexander Hayes." And everyone knew Alexander Hayes was his greatest rival. -
After My Rebirth, I Pampered the Villain Lord
4.67
Before the nation's fall, Murong Yu was the prime minister's legitimate daughter. She was surrounded by servants who catered to her every need, born with a silver spoon in her mouth. She was the epitome of a spoiled beauty. After the nation's demise, she became a concubine to the Northern Lord. This Northern Lord resented her, loathed her, and didn't like her at all. Yet, she had to endure it all because he held the fate of her entire family in his hands. However, in the fifth year of being with him, Murong Yu was reborn. She returned to her radiant youth, where the once all-powerful Northern Lord was now nothing more than a lowly servant in her family's residence. The future Northern Lord counted the things that Murong Yu did. The young miss had taught him martial arts, educated him, personally made pills to replenish his body, cared for him tenderly, and supported him in every way possible. She had nurtured him into an imposing and dignified figure. Unable to repay her kindness, he could only offer himself to her! Murong Yu, who had only wanted to lean on this future bigshot for support, thought, 'Did I push too hard? Is it too late to regret now?!' -
My Husband’s Brother Forced Me
My husband, Liam, died in a car crash during a business trip. The night before I was supposed to fly home to my parents, his parents served me a bowl of soup. When I woke up, a man was lying next to me. His clothes were a mess, his skin covered in scratches. It was my brother-in-law, Evan. I scrambled to get out of bed, but he grabbed my ankle, yanking me back down. He pinned me beneath him, his breath hot on my skin. "My brother's dead," he hissed. "You, and everything he owned? You're mine now." "Give me a son," he continued, his voice dropping to a sick whisper. "A little piece of him to carry on. Do that, and maybe... maybe I'll consider letting you go." They drugged me with something that left my limbs feeling like lead and locked me in that room. Night after night of humiliation turned into something else for him. He became obsessed, addicted to my body. It didn't stop, not even after I was pregnant. Not even after he got engaged to Chloe Lang. He would still sneak into my room every night, a ghost in the dark. Then Chloe found out. While Evan was away, she came for me. She dragged me and my unborn child into a bathtub filled with formaldehyde, and we suffocated in the chemical stench. A single coffin for two bodies. When I opened my eyes again, I was back. Back in that room, on the day it all began. Evan was leaning over me, his hands tearing at my dress. As his lips came down towards mine, I forced my trembling body still and let my voice drop to a low, chilling whisper. "I'm barely cold in my grave, and you're already forcing yourself on my wife? Did you ever even respect me, your own brother?" -
Ten Years for His Sicilian Lie
The night before the family gala, Dante Moretti pulled me into his penthouse apartment overlooking Manhattan. He traced the family tattoo on my back. His touch was undeniably possessive, and my very soul trembled with a decade of unspoken longing. I had loved Dante for ten years. In that moment, it seemed my silent prayers were finally about to be answered. Then, as we were tangled in the silk sheets, he whispered promises of a future where I would be the queen of his empire. He would make me the one and only Principessa of the Moretti family. I believed him. The next morning, I was curled against his firm chest as he chatted casually with my stepbrother, Marco Rossi. My cheeks were flushed, my heart racing, still lost in the sweetness of the night before. Then, they slipped into Sicilian. Marco leaned against the doorframe, a smirk playing on his lips. "Well done, future Don. Didn't think you'd ever tame that little wildcat. So, tell me, how was my dear stepsister?" Dante let out a lazy chuckle. "Plays the innocent in public, but in private? A total animal. Who would've guessed?" A low, knowing laugh erupted in the room. Marco raised an eyebrow. "So, should I keep calling her 'sister,' or is it 'future sister-in-law' now?" Dante's tone darkened, and his arm tightened around my waist. Then he sighed. "She's nothing. Just... practice," he whispered, his voice dropping. "I'm about to get engaged to Sofia Bianchi, and I can't have her thinking I'm inexperienced. Isabella Rossi was just a warm-up." He paused. "But don't tell Sofia. I don't want her thinking I'm some kind of player." They didn't know I'd been secretly studying Sicilian for months, hoping to one day fit seamlessly into Dante's world. I understood every single word. Later that day, I quietly withdrew my early admission application to the University of Southern California and applied to Columbia University instead.
