At our divorce, he couldn't even be bothered to show his face. Who could have imagined that two years later, this man who once stood before me in a tailored suit, pledging his life to me, would be kneeling in my company's lobby, weeping like a dog over two million yuan. And me? I flung a one-yuan cheque in his face: "Here. Consider it your severance pay."
In a world where scent determines status and love is bound by hierarchy, Charles “Cece” Mor-Ray, a notorious yet captivating male omega, finds himself trapped in a gilded cage. To save his declining family’s name, Cece is forced into a political marriage with Liam Amburdale, an Alpha heir still haunted by the memory of his lost first love. To society, Cece is the perfect omega spouse—outwardly—by all means, beautiful, high fertility, and from a decently high social status. But beneath the silk and smiles, his heart beats for another: Dave González, Liam’s stoic and fiercely loyal beta bodyguard. Betas aren’t supposed to feel the pull of pheromones, much less sense an omega’s heat—but Dave does. Against all natural order, Cece’s scent calls to him like home, and Dave’s quiet devotion awakens something in Cece he thought he’d lost long ago—safety, warmth, and genuine affection. As weeks turn into months, Cece and Dave’s forbidden intimacy deepens, hidden behind the mansion’s closed doors and the shadow of Liam’s lingering guilt. But Dave isn’t what he seems. There’s something off about how he reacts to Cece—something raw and animalistic beneath his beta façade. When old secrets about phenomenon mutations and suppressed dominance resurface, the delicate balance of their lives threatens to shatter. Now, Cece must navigate a world where love defies biology, loyalty becomes treason, and scent itself may rewrite destiny. Will he cling to the obligation of the contract he signed, or surrender to the one man who smells like freedom?
It is a werewolf romance and revenge story centered on Anya Volkova, an Omega-born wolf who is reborn after being murdered by her fated mate, Rhys, in her previous life. Given a second chance at the pivotal Luna's Choice Ceremony, Anya rejects the charismatic but cruel Rhys and instead chooses his feared, brutal older brother, Kaelen, the pack's Shadow Alpha. This choice ignites a firestorm of conflict. Rhys, who also retains memories of their past, refuses to accept her rejection, escalating his attempts to reclaim her through public humiliation, dominance displays, and ultimately, violence. Anya, no longer a naive victim, calmly and decisively dismantles his efforts. She is supported by the fiercely protective Kaelen, who is revealed to have loved and avenged her in the previous timeline. The story culminates in Anya officially bonding with Kaelen, Rhys's subsequent disgrace and exile to the Barren Maw, and a final confrontation where Anya confirms her memory of his betrayal moments before his wolf spirit fades. Freed from her past, Anya finds peace, love, and a new future with Kaelen, pregnant with their heir.
My working-class boyfriend always squeezed into a rented room with me, eating instant noodles and drinking soup rice. I always thought he was very poor. Until one day, he stopped in front of me driving an extremely flashy Rolls-Royce vintage car. And on the driver's license, the vehicle owner—Ryan Grant. "Honey, I really need to explain this to you."
And if I had a gun, I would shoot my boss right between his fucking legs" I said calmly then continued "but since I don't, I could always cut off his balls with that big sword he has in his office." The male beside me simply smirked but nothing more. I didn't even see his teeth. "I have this urge to bend you over this counter right now, and have my dirty way with you" he said, his intense gaze settled on my lips. My breathing became shallow. In fact, I almost forgot how to breathe. My body came alive, something that hadn't happened in a very long time.
That bastard Alpha made me Luna without an heir, so I turned around and wiped out his entire clan. My mate is the Alpha of the tribe. He used my grievous injury as an excuse to avoid me for two years. To let me recuperate undisturbed, the tribal doctor used herbs to block our bond. Yet he turned around and made love to my sister in the cabin I’d prepared for our child. He claimed my wolf spirit had grown dormant. Well then, let him witness the fiery embers reignited.
Ophelia loved Dylan, the Alpha of the pack, with all her heart—but to him, she was merely a plaything, a lowly maid unworthy of his regard. His destined bride was Caroline, the noble-born Beta's daughter. When forced to send one of the two women to a rival pack in exchange for a life-saving antidote... who would he choose?
[A sweet 1v1 romance! Rebirth + revenge + beloved by the group + hidden identity + adorable baby!] In her past life, she mistakenly trusted a scumbag and a hypocritical woman, resulting in a tragic end. After being reborn, she angrily dumped her scumbag boyfriend! She'll crush all the jerks and make those who bullied, deceived, and humiliated her pay a thousandfold! Rumor has it that although she is the real heiress who was lost away, she is nothing more than a pretty face with no virtue or ability... The arrogant Mr. Qin sneered, "Are you talking about my precious baby?" Want to know a legendary master of traditional Chinese painting? Want to know a top student? Want to know a business prodigy? Want to know a scientific genius? ... later-- Just when she's really enjoying taking revenge on the scumbags, a certain arrogant guy always manages to dodge her attack halfway through... Addicted to spoiling his wife, removing negative trending topics, and tormenting his love rivals... this sharp-tongued man is incredibly adept at doing these things. One day, he poked his two fingers in frustration: "I've explained, admitted my mistake, and written a guarantee, but you're still not appeased. You're being a bit too arrogant. I advise you to coax me quickly, otherwise I don't mind having children for the Qin family every day."
During my period, I accidentally stained my husband's junior colleague's white dress, causing her to faint from blood phobia and end up in hospital. My husband said nothing to my face, but behind my back, he posted my intimate mould on a certain platform for a giveaway. "Bloody hell! You'd never guess Sophia's so wild! So tight – must be a proper treat to fuck!" "After all these years, it's only fair to give this straight to a mate, right?" The men toyed with the mould. Mike chuckled with a twisted grin: "Just a mould. Fancy trying Sophia's back door? Properly trained – that's where the real ecstasy lies!" Watching the video my husband's junior sent, what little dignity I had left evaporated in an instant. "Bloody hell! You lot are playing far too rough in private! Won't she be furious when she finds out?" "An orphan with no parents. If I hadn't married her, who knows where she'd be selling herself now? She even dared provoke Rory into fainting from blood. A woman who can't control her period needs a lesson!" At the end of the video, Rory taunted me defiantly: "Sophia, you're just Mike's tool for release. When we're in bed, he's as gentle as can be." Tears fell unnaturally as my trembling fingers dialled: "Sis, I've decided to seek treatment abroad."
Wesley Montgomery once told me that my gentle, water-like personality was what he loved most about me. He said I had no temper, always calm, with emotions that stayed steady. No matter how angry or upset he got, just seeing me would calm him down. But then, he cheated on me. "Beatrice is great, but after spending so much time together, things start to feel as bland as plain water," he told his friend. "Penelope, on the other hand, is interesting—she even throws tantrums in such a lively and cute way."
A friend request suddenly popped up on WeChat. "Are you Lucas Grant's ex-girlfriend?" I replied, "Who are you?" She immediately responded with a provocative emoji: "I am his current girlfriend. Never forget those who help you. I'm here to thank you." Immediately, she began to boast, sending a series of messages: the designer bags Lucas bought her, the dazzling diamond jewelry, and photos of the five-piece set she received when they got engaged. "I heard you were with him for seven years," she said with a tone full of pride, "It's a pity you left him for money. Now he has given me everything. We're getting engaged next month." I smiled coldly and quickly changed the subject: "I like your profile picture." She seemed even more proud: "Lucas chose it for me." I raised the corner of my mouth, typing slowly: "That's my photo." She fell silent instantly.
In the KTV private room, my boyfriend of three years, Lucas Reed, was drinking a romantic cross-cupped drink with a girl he's been flirting with. The next second, I pushed the door open and entered. Everyone turned to look at me in unison, as if I was an uninvited guest disrupting the gathering. Lucas Reed calmly told me not to make a scene. I laughed, as if he really thought he was something special. Whoever wants a two-timing dog of a man, can take him. I'm done serving a mistress.
On the day of our wedding, I suddenly gained the ability to read minds. That was when I learned that the gentle, poised man standing before me—my childhood sweetheart—did not love me. Not only did he not love me, but he also hurt and slandered me. That's when I hatched the perfect plan for revenge. As he stood at my doorstep, pale and fragile, begging for my forgiveness, I parted my lips and whispered, "You really disgust me, Tobias Farrar!"
After being laid off at the end of the year, I became the boss lady. I worked diligently for a year, only to face year-end layoffs. The person who replaced me was a newcomer who couldn't even make a PPT. The colleagues who have always been snobbish took great care of this newcomer, just because she is the boss's cousin. And the reason I was fired was because the boss is my ex-husband's brother. Knowing the truth, I caused a scene in the office and then went back to my hometown. On the first day of the Lunar New Year, my ex-husband's brother came to my door with large bags. "Come back to work, I'll make you the boss lady." I slammed the door shut with a bang. "No, I've already inherited the family fortune."
My phone buzzed. It was my mom, calling to tell me to go to the Carters' for a dinner party. The occasion? To watch Brandon Carter introduce his new girlfriend to everyone. And Brandon was lying right beside me, his breathing deep and even. I thought it had to be a joke. I whispered, "Brandon, my mom says you’re introducing some new girlfriend tonight." He gave a lazy "Mm," his arm tightening as he pulled me closer into his embrace. "Fiona, help me pick a suit for tonight. It's important." I froze. Brandon opened his eyes and scoffed. "Hey, what's with that look? We're just friends with benefits. Don't tell me you actually thought I was going to marry you."
When his best mate twisted her ankle, he sprang into action without a second thought, becoming her personal chauffeur. After I voiced my displeasure, he actually let that she-wolf move into our new flat in Moonlight Apartments. He then had the audacity to tell me: "It's your own fault for being so petty, refusing to let me drive Emma to and from work. Her foot hasn't healed yet, and I can't bear the thought of her walking such a long way." "Besides, our new flat is near the Silver Moon Hospital where she works. We're not living there anyway, so it might as well be occupied." On the day we were supposed to get married, he simply didn't show up. "Emma seems to have been poisoned by trace amounts of wolfsbane. I'm worried about taking her to the hospital. There's no rush about the wedding; we can reschedule another day." My wolf spirit roared: "That female werewolf is absolutely doing this on purpose!" I phoned my childhood friend directly: "Alpha Daniel, will you bond with me now? If so, come to me immediately."
During the college entrance examination, my cousin, who was sitting at the desk behind me, suddenly broke down and cried, tearing up my exam paper. I also broke down, grabbed her exam paper, stuffed it into my mouth, and swallowed it in big bites. Clutching my stomach and rolling on the ground, I shouted, "Teacher, she poisoned the paper! My stomach hurts so much, my baby, my baby is going to slip away." My cousin was dumbfounded, the teacher was stunned, and the classmates lost all focus on their tasks. Isn't it madness? Fine, let's all go mad together.
After Alpha's betrayal, little did he know I was the White Wolf. At the Blood Moon Clan's full moon celebration, Alpha Mason returned from a northern tribe with a female werewolf. The pregnant she-wolf nestled against his chest. "Lily bears my cub. Once it's born, you shall oversee its naming rites." Lily shall be this pack's future Luna. I hereby dissolve our Mate Bond." The surrounding werewolves erupted in snickering, all reveling in my humiliation. Even the mother of Alpha Mason—whom I'd devoted myself to nursing for five years after her paralysis—donned a scornful sneer. "It's your own fault for being barren!" "You should count yourself fortunate Alpha Mason spared you the disgrace." Staring at their cold, merciless faces, I suddenly felt profoundly ironic. I declared on the spot: "I, Ruby, reject Alpha Mason as my mate." The moment the words left my lips, a searing pain tore through Alpha Mason's wolf soul. Simultaneously, my own wolf soul felt the agony, letting out a heart-wrenching howl before spewing a mouthful of blood. The Mate Bond began to fracture, the thread binding our wolf souls gradually tearing apart and severing. I addressed Alpha Mason: "Our Mate Bond is broken. From this moment forth, there shall be no connection between us." With that, I turned and walked away. This shattered Mate Bond was better off discarded.
During my university days, in order to get back at my cheating ex-boyfriend, I ended up with his brother, Ryan Carter. Later, my father went bankrupt, and my mother fell ill. Before going abroad, I texted Ryan Carter, asking him to wait for me, but he didn’t reply. Three years later, I am overwhelmed with debt, while his career has flourished. I work part-time playing violin at a couple's restaurant and witness him having a candlelight dinner with his childhood sweetheart.