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Silverblood Exile
Freya was the youngest hunter of the Frostfang Tribe, yet she concealed a dangerous truth—she was a descendant of the legendary "Silver-Blooded," whose blood could awaken the slumbering Wolf God. To protect this secret, she never transformed in front of others, relying only on her arrows in battle, enduring scorn and ridicule behind her back. During a sudden ambush, Freya was wounded while saving Theo, the war chief's son. After secretly using her blood to heal him, she vanished without a trace. When Theo awoke, all he remembered were those icy blue eyes in the mist—yet he mistakenly believed his savior to be another noble maiden, Eileen. -
The Angel Equation
Erin is an ordinary but smart girl. She's been working as a maid in a noble mansion on the southern border, hiding her true identity. She seems weak and low-key on the surface, but in fact, she's the long-missing genius bioengineer. She was framed and vanished from the public eye after exposing the dark secrets of an experiment. -
Three Months Pregnant, Boyfriend Tells Me to Abort
Three months into my pregnancy, Zoran publicly pointed at my belly and told me to get rid of the baby. I held back tears as I tried to coax him home, but he shoved me away. He looked down at me with cold arrogance: "Felicity, didn't you plan to climb into my bed and get pregnant with my child in exchange for a place to stay?" "You are not qualified to give birth to my child." I stood up, my stomach cramping painfully. Zoran kissed the woman in his arms shamelessly, putting on a live sex show. In the dim private room, everyone was waiting to see me humiliated. -
My Husband Chose Her Heir Over Our Baby
Nine months pregnant, my body was a ticking time bomb, the baby ready to arrive at any moment. But my husband, Emil von Adelson, the heir to an old-money European family, locked me away. He confined me to a high-tech, soundproof safe room in the manor and had doctors inject me with labor-suppressing drugs. I screamed in agony, but he coldly told me to endure it. Because his older brother Frederick's widow, Penelope, was expected to give birth at the same time. Family tradition dictated that the first-born boy of this generation would inherit absolute control of the family’s empire. "That inheritance belongs to Penelope's child," he said, his voice softening. "Since Frederick died, she's all alone. You have me, Aurora. You have all my love. I just need to see her through this. Once she delivers safely, it will be your turn." The torment of the drugs was relentless, leaving me in excruciating pain. I begged him to take me to a hospital. He gripped my chin, forcing me to meet his icy gaze. "Stop acting. I know you're fine. You're just trying to steal the inheritance." "You'll stop at nothing to get ahead of Penelope, will you?" Cold dread washed over me. A shudder wracked my body as I whispered, my voice ragged with desperation. "The baby is coming... I don't care about the inheritance. I only care about you—about our child being born safely!" He sneered. "If you were truly so innocent, if you had a shred of love for me, you wouldn't have forced Penelope to sign that agreement, to give up her child's inheritance rights." "Don't worry, I'll be back for you after she gives birth. After all, you're carrying my flesh and blood." He spent the entire night outside Penelope's delivery room. It wasn't until he saw the baby in her arms that he remembered me. He finally sent his Chief Operating Officer, Grant, to release me. But when Grant finally called, his voice was trembling. "Sir... Mrs. von Adelson... and the child... they're both... gone." In that moment, Emil von Adelson broke. -
I Raised My Husband's First Love's Child For Five Years
After marrying Jasper five years ago, I nearly sacrificed my life to give birth to a child. During an accident, my son with rare panda blood urgently needed a blood donation. But the hospital blood bank was running low. My husband's first love, who happened to have a matching blood type, refused to step forward. In my desperation, I grabbed her, intending to make her donate blood. Suddenly, my husband burst in and stopped me, blurting out: "Immediate family members can't donate blood!" -
Alpha's Betrayal, Her Second Chance
After surviving a deadly cliff fall and cruel betrayal by her Alpha husband Taylor—who chose his first love Joanna over her—Caroline gets a second chance at life, reborn right before the fateful incident. This time, she’s done being a silent victim. Teaming up with rogue leader Albert, she uncovers lies, fights for her family, and dares to demand a divorce, vowing to take back her life and make Taylor pay for his crimes. A gripping tale of rebirth, revenge, and reclaiming power. -
Eight Months Pregnant, My Husband Ties Me to a Free Fall Ride
My husband's pure love suddenly turns to depression, and he attempts suicide by jumping off a building. In a fit of rage, he brings me, eight months pregnant, to a free fall ride and orders someone to forcibly tie me to it. "If it weren't for you deliberately provoking Aria, why would she have a depressive episode and jump off a building?" Terrified of heights, I tearfully apologize to him, begging him to let me go, and promise never to appear in front of Aria again. But he just coldly shakes his head. "Jolene, for the sake of the child, I won't divorce you." "But the pain you've caused Aria, I'll make you pay back a hundred, a thousand times over!" He sets the machine to operate for an hour, then turns and leaves. As the free fall ride keeps rising, I struggle and scream in fear. The moment my body becomes weightless, a hot fluid gushes out of me. Three days later, he finally remembers me, still suspended on the free fall ride. "Jolene, Aria is fine now. If you kneel down and apologize to her right now, I'll let you down." What he doesn't know is that the high-hanging free fall ride has long since become a river of blood, and even the child he had been eagerly awaiting has been thrown out of my body, reduced to a pulp... -
My Twin Sister Killed Me For Her Mafia Dream
My twin sister, Lydia, is obsessed with mafia romance novels. All she's ever wanted is to marry into a mafia family and live a life of luxury. She set her sights on Lorenzo 'Enzo' Caruso, the heir to the Caruso crime family in New Cadenza City, who was recovering from an assassination attempt. She wormed her way into his life as his temporary caretaker. But she quickly grew tired of the job. So, she made me take her place. When Lorenzo finally recovered and threw a grand celebration party, Lydia decided to drug him with a powerful aphrodisiac to cement her place as the next Mrs. Caruso. This time, I didn't stop her. I even booked a luxurious suite for her to carry out her plan. In my past life, I had begged Lydia not to do it. I warned her that romance novels weren't real life, that men like Lorenzo were actual mobsters—not people you mess with. Surprisingly, she listened to me and called off her plan. But soon after, word got out that Lorenzo was engaged to someone else. Just like that, Lydia's grand fantasy was shattered. She blamed me for ruining her "dream." My parents blamed me too; they hit me, cursed me, saying it was all my fault that Lydia hadn't married Lorenzo. One night, Lydia completely broke down. She walked into my room with a table lamp and bludgeoned me to death. Now, I've been given a second chance. I woke up on the night of Lorenzo's recovery party. -
He Never Knew His Wife
I married Dante Falcone, the Don of Chicago's Falcone crime family. Three years into our arranged marriage, and he still didn't know what I looked like. He could remember every one of his men, every single enemy, but he could never remember me. If I changed my hairstyle, he would press the muzzle of his gun against my temple and demand to know who sent me. If I wore a new dress, he would mistake me for a new maid in the manor. Once, during a firefight with a rival family, we were trapped together in a collapsed basement. I groped my way through the darkness to his side and told him my name was Isabella. But he shoved me away. "Shut up. My wife isn't even here." In the end, it took his men three whole days of digging to rescue me. That night, at a family meeting, Dante raised his glass. "Thank God, we didn't lose anyone." He had completely forgotten about me, still laid up in a hospital bed. From then on, I wore only pure white dresses, kept the exact same hairstyle, and used the same perfume. All in the desperate hope that he might finally recognize me. But every time, his gaze would slide right past me as if I were a stranger. Until I flew to New York City to attend a charity gala he was at. I watched as he cut through the dense crowd and, with unerring precision, swept a woman in a red dress into a deep kiss. In that instant, I finally understood. It wasn't that he couldn't remember a woman's face. He just didn't love me. Fine. If that’s how it is, then from now on, we are nothing more than strangers to each other. -
Just One Night Stand
Dumped by her ex, Lisa, a 20-year-old lady was heartbroken. She started having one night stands every night with different rich guys and she was quite okay with having no strings attached. But things had became different after she had a one night stand with Jeremy who turned out to be her future boss. Jeremy, the heir to the multi billionaire President of MNT Estate, was famous playboy. He had slept with many women but never had a long-term relationship with any of them. Forced by his mother, he needed to find himself a wife. While he was troubling by it, the woman who kicked him out after their one night stand had applied to be his new personal maid. Would Jeremy accept the‘rude’ lady to be his personal maid? Would Lisa be treated like a prostitute again? -
First Love Helps Pure Love Become a Pilot
I was reborn on the day of the pilot selection and promptly withdrew from the competition. This was because in my previous life, after being chosen as a pilot with top marks, My childhood sweetheart Seraphina wanted the runner-up, Zoran, to be selected instead. She fabricated medical records to accuse me on the spot. "Alaric has schizophrenia, he's completely unfit to be a pilot!" After I was forced out of the running, she then pretended to make amends. She got me drunk and cut my tendons, utterly crushing my dreams of becoming a pilot. Just when I was on the brink of suicide multiple times, Genevieve, who had always secretly loved me, encouraged and comforted me to start anew. But on the night of our wedding, Zoran merely said he missed her. Genevieve immediately abandoned me to spend the night with him. Devastated by these consecutive blows, I lost my mind and accidentally fell to my death. When I opened my eyes again.I decided to abandon commercial aircraft and opt for a higher, farther-reaching plane. This time, I'm going to soar freely through the heavens! -
The Counterfeit Heiress’s Fall
I was nine months pregnant, in the middle of labor, when they burst in. My fiancé's mistress slapped me. “Drag this shameless bitch off the bed. She doesn’t deserve to have his child.” “Get a doctor!” I screamed. “No doctor would dare offend a powerful heir for the bastard in your belly.” She even started a live stream. My baby was born. She snatched him up to the camera. “Now for the main event. Let’s watch this little bastard die.” That’s when my fiancé walked in. He looked at me with disgust, “She’s the one I love. Stop pestering me.” He has no idea. I'm the real heiress. -
The Curse of a Twin's Blessing
My sister Morana and I are twins, but only I possess the "Moonlight Blessing". The Pack elder said that at birth, I stole the power that should have been hers. From then on, I was forced to give her everything. Glory, power, opportunities—even my Alpha mate. My parents always said, "Elara, you stole Morana's life. It's only fair that you make it up to her." Until the novel I secretly wrote took the werewolf world by storm, and my parents, for the first time ever, prepared a "reconciliation dinner" for me. I thought I had finally earned their love. But at that dinner, I’d barely finished a glass of wine before a deep, unnatural sleep consumed me. When I woke up, I was locked in a secret room coated in silver dust. Through the door, I heard my mother say: "Elara, let Morana go to the bonding ceremony in your place in three days. Just think of it as making things right with your sister." The wolfsbane in the wine burned through my stomach, and the silver dust in the room made my skin begin to fester. I begged them with all my might to let me out. But they were too busy choosing the most gorgeous gown for my sister's ceremony, completely ignoring whether I lived or died. To them, it was just one more concession. What was the harm? But in a sealed room thick with silver dust, three days was an eternity. I wouldn't even last three hours. -
Too Late to Say Forgive Me
Sophie, who deeply loved Dylan, had been enduring constant pain because Dylan was in love with a lowly maid. Dylan believed the maid was his lifesaver, and he forced Sophie to donate a kidney to her. Only then did he realize he had mistaken the wrong person—but by that time, Sophie had already left him forever. -
My Ex Tore Off My Amulet Now Another Wears It
I was born with a curse. I can't distinguish the scent of werewolves, nor can I sense the connection to a fated mate. I can only rely on the moonstone amulets I craft by hand to identify them. My Alpha mate, Ethan Sterling, never seemed to mind. Until the day of our bonding ceremony. He suddenly received a mind-link from his childhood sweetheart, Jessica Vance. Jessica was in a difficult labor, her life hanging by a thread. She was crying, demanding he come to her at once. My voice trembled with desperation. "Ethan! If you leave now, we will sever our mate bond!" But he left anyway. To gain more speed, he shifted into his wolf, ripping the moonstone amulet I had carved for him from his chest and racing into the distance without a backward glance. A year later, Ethan returned. By then, I was pregnant and celebrating our pup's blessing ceremony with another Alpha. An Alpha who wore the very moonstone amulet Ethan had discarded. Ethan lost his mind, claiming I was his mate, but no one in the pack believed him. -
The Twisted Tower's Final Score
My fiancé wanted to kill me. He cornered me on the balcony of our penthouse, brandishing the jagged stem of a champagne flute. He pierced my heart with the glass and hurled me from the 30th floor. As I fell, I saw the tear tracks glistening on his face. He said, "Goodbye, my perfect creation." -
After Swapping Bodies with the Big Shot, the Fake Daughter Fainted from Anger
I am the real daughter of the true and fake daughter, having been lost outside for seventeen years. When my parents brought me back, I thought I had gained two more people who loved me. As a result, my parents looked down on me and simply wanted me to replace the fake daughter to marry the superman's fiancé. The fake daughter schemed against me everywhere, making me a laughingstock in front of others. People pointed fingers, spoke coldly, and ridiculed. After being framed again and burning with fever, I thought of that fool in the village. Perhaps only he would treat me as his only daughter. In a daze, I suddenly longed to go back and never wanted to live here again. Until I woke up again and found that I had swapped bodies with the Buddha Son of Beijing circle. Only then did I realize he had angered the fake daughter into a faint that night. -
His Sister's Scattered Ashes
My sister was in a serious car accident, so I called my husband, Julian, a top cardiac surgeon. He promised to perform the surgery himself. Instead, he tasked a medical intern, Ava, with a high-risk, experimental procedure. Meanwhile, he was off editing a research paper she was about to publish. "Julian… The valve repair… I messed up. The patient's aorta ruptured." "Her heart… it stopped," Ava sobbed, collapsing into Julian's arms. Julian glanced at the flatline on the monitor. He simply embraced her, his voice a low, steady murmur. "Don't be afraid. I'll handle it." Then, Julian strode out of the operating room and informed me, his voice devoid of emotion. "The surgery failed. Go make the arrangements." "How could it have failed? She was conscious when she came in!" A tidal wave of grief and rage crashed over me, and I lunged for the operating room doors. But Julian shoved me back. "I said it failed. It's over. Her injuries were too severe." He impatiently straightened his white coat. "She was so badly hurt, there was never much hope. Chloe, stop making a scene." With that, he walked away, his arm wrapped around Ava. I stared as they walked away, clinging to each other. Ava glanced back, giving me a triumphant, taunting smirk. I couldn't help but smile. Did he really think that was my sister on the operating table? -
Body-Swapped, A Scammer's Hubby's Revenge
My girlfriend in college was gentle and beautiful. I loved her to the point of madness. I used all my living expenses to buy her gifts and gave everything for her. Until I received a friend request, the other party's note was————"Ramona's husband". Ramona cried and explained to me that it was a prank by a bad guy, and I believed it. I even bought her an expensive Hermès bag to apologize and prove that I shouldn't doubt her. But in the end, she and that old man stole all my money. And made my company on the verge of bankruptcy. -
Our love has vanished into thin air
Due to Serena's plagiarism, I have decided to call off my engagement to Serena. On the day I entered the jewellery design competition, I was falsely accused of plagiarism. The announcement came from my fiancé, Ross. Along with it came the news that he was cancelling the wedding. "Let me explain, I didn't..." I hurriedly called Ross, but before I could finish, he cut me off. "Fakes have no place at the table." How absurd. Seven years of love, seven years of mutual support, and Ross didn't trust me. "Your work and you are both disgusting. Get out of my life."
