Elizabeth Greene was the adopted daughter of a second-rate wealthy family. After the true heiress returned, she was unceremoniously kicked out of the house. The classic "true and false heiress" drama unfolded around her, leaving her utterly bewildered. She had always assumed her father was unknown... But...no one told her that her biological father was actually the richest man in Country Y! Now, with her doting dad, gentle mom, and five older brothers treating her like a precious treasure, her life took a dramatic turn. After changing her name to Sophia Harrison, she discovered there was another adopted daughter in the family? Something felt off—very off. This adopted daughter, the former fake heiress, seemed to prioritize her at every turn and even admired her openly. Well, that suited her just fine. Sophia wasn't one for scheming, and if this sister wanted protection, she'd gladly provide. Regretting it now, are we, Greenes? Too bad—step aside, because this young lady isn't here to entertain you anymore! The unavoidable "tragedy" of wealthy families—arranged marriage. Just as she began settling into her new life as the beloved heiress, an unwelcome fiancé showed up at her doorstep? Can the engagement be called off? The answer: No. And now this so-called fiancé has the audacity to vow to take care of her for life? But...she's already a master of everything—renowned traditional painter, miracle-working physician, guzheng virtuoso, top-tier fashion designer, architect... The list of her hidden identities is endless. Who does he think he is, offering to support her? Yet, the man in question simply wraps an arm around her waist and murmurs, "Since my Sophia is so capable, I can just relax and let her take care of me." Blushing, Sophia Harrison retorts, "I never said I'd support you! Hand over your assets first, and maybe I'll consider it~"

After transmigrating into the role of the male lead's doomed older sister in the novel, Isabella Wright immediately decided to go big or go home—plundering the Bennett family's true treasure vault before making her grand escape. From then on, cultivators across the realm began mysteriously losing their destined opportunities the moment they got their hands on them. The catch? No one could trace the cause. When questioned, Isabella merely shrugged innocently. "No idea. Must be the heavens' whims—first come, first served." Gradually, the cultivation world's moral compass took a nosedive, with collective integrity hitting rock bottom. Since no one could pinpoint the culprit, they pragmatically adopted the mantra: If you can't beat them, join them. "What's the secret to snatching treasures?" "See it. Want it. Take it. Simple as that." If the world's treasures don't belong to the heroine, then the heroine shall claim them all.

In her past life, Emily Stanton was strangled to death by her own husband! Reborn on her twentieth birthday—the very day she was supposed to marry Elliott Rhodes—Emily Stanton did the unthinkable: she fled the wedding! Scaling the wall in her escape, she tumbled straight into the arms of her sworn rival, Dylan Maxfield. The wealthy playboy arched a brow, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Throwing yourself at me now?" Emily yanked him closer, her lips curling into a teasing smirk. "How about it, Mr. Maxfield? Give me a chance to become Mrs. Maxfield?" Dylan, ever the provocateur, feigned disinterest. "Crashing weddings isn't my style. Though I wouldn't mind sneaking off to the woods with you for some... excitement." Emily: "..." In the end, it was Dylan who found himself cornered against a wall, his tie gripped tightly in Emily's fist as she dragged him straight to the courthouse for a marriage license. Emily grinned. "Rumor has it Dylan Maxfield has three irresistible qualities—a voice like velvet, a face carved by the gods, and a body to die for. Marry him, and happiness is guaranteed!" Dylan's lips curved into a dangerously charming smile. "Careful, sweetheart. I don't take teasing lightly. Once you've got me, there's no running away." Run? Not a chance. She'd have him wrapped around her finger—completely and utterly. What's it like marrying your nemesis? Some things are better felt than explained. Just spoil each other rotten—until death do you part!

For years, I belonged to him. Not his mate. Not his love. But his bedmate. His Gamma. His shadow in the night. Alpha Calhoun made sure no man dared touch me, no wolf dared look at me. I was his possession, his secret, his sin wrapped in skin. And I endured it all—his rough hands, his dark devotion, his kisses that tasted like fire and chains because at least, for a while, he was mine. Until she returned. His destined mate. His so-called true love. And suddenly, I was nothing. Cast aside, silenced, left to wither in the shadows of a love that had never been mine to claim. But the thing about being claimed by a man like Calhoun… is that he never truly lets you go. "Try to leave me, Elodie," his voice had been a snarl against my throat, his grip bruising my waist. "I'll burn down every border, tear apart every wolf that stands in my way, until you crawl back to me. You're mine, even if the Moon Goddess herself wants to rip you away." He didn’t know then that I already had one foot out the door. And when I finally left his pack… I took more than just my broken heart with me.

Margaret Lawton lay trampled underfoot by her impostor sister, who sneered, "Trash like you should crawl back to the countryside!" When she opened her eyes again, the centuries-old matriarch of a renowned medical dynasty had awakened within her. Twirling a silver needle between her fingers, Margaret smirked, "Tell me, dear sister… which acupuncture point do you think would make you laugh uncontrollably for three whole days?" After being brought back to the elite circles of the capital, her fake sister flaunted her piano mastery—only for Margaret to effortlessly play a long-lost ancient composition. When the impostor boasted about her prestigious degree, Margaret simply slipped on her white coat as a revered national physician. Margaret's ears burned crimson as she pushed him away. "Who said I'd marry you?" Undeterred, he slid a black card into her palm, his voice dripping with temptation. "Then why don't you marry me instead? My dowry includes a private island in the Pacific—and me, yours to poke with needles whenever you please."

"Your Highness, bad news. My Lady stole all the treasures in the imperial palace." "Oh! It's certainly not enough. Put some more in the treasure vault of the imperial palace and let Jiu'er steal them!" "Your Highness, all the spiritual herbs of the first medicine gate have been extracted by My Lady." "My Lady needs spiritual herbs, so why don't you send the spiritual herbs of the Holy Medical Clan to her as soon as possible!" "Your Highness, My Lady stole a picture of a handsome man!" "Why did you steal a picture of a handsome man? I will draw 99 pictures for Jiu'er..." "Your Highness, more than that, the handsome man in the picture came out of the painting and came back alive... My Lady is talking about life with him in the room..." Mo Fei felt a gust of wind blowing. His master had disappeared. Rong Yuan hugged him tightly and said, "If you want to see a handsome man, just tell me directly. Come on, I will let Jiu'er have a look at him." "Oh... Beauty... Let me go..." "Jiu'er is not satisfied? Since you haven't seen enough, let's give birth to a little Jiu'er!"

Freshly divorced and heartbroken, Vivian Lane is forced by her family to take her sister Sophia's place in a marriage alliance, becoming the wife of Nathan Knight—the formidable, wheelchair-bound president of a powerful business empire. Their union begins as a cold transaction. Nathan, who discovered the bride swap from the start, shows only contempt for Vivian, a "divorced woman" he sees as a gold-digger. Their days are filled with tension, public humiliation, and a strict, impersonal coexistence under the same roof. However, a deeper secret binds them. One month before the wedding, a devastated Vivian had a fateful, anonymous encounter with a stranger during a stormy night—an encounter that now leaves her pregnant with a child whose father she does not know. Meanwhile, Nathan is obsessively searching for the mysterious woman from that same rainy night, unaware she is now the wife he scorns. As Vivian struggles to hide her pregnancy and survive in the opulent yet hostile Knight mansion, Nathan's relentless pressure gives her an ultimatum: get rid of the "bastard child" or be cast out. Trapped between family duty, a growing attachment to her unborn baby, and Nathan's icy disdain, Vivian must navigate a web of deception. The story masterfully intertwines the lingering mystery of the passionate stormy night with the simmering conflict of a contract marriage. When the truth behind their first encounter inevitably surfaces, it threatens to shatter their fragile world. Will it unleash a final, bitter confrontation, or could it unravel the walls around their hearts, transforming resentment into an undeniable connection? This is a tale that begins with substitution and a contract, but becomes entangled with hidden desires and surprising vulnerability. Is their story destined to end in hatred, or is it the beginning of a deeper, unforeseen love?

Cast out overnight and mocked as a fraud, Emma fled to the countryside, only to uncover a world she never expected. Her grandmother, a hidden tycoon, commanded wealth beyond imagination, while her long-lost parents were revealed as national researchers. Before she could process it all, Edward—a ruthless figure from the capital—cornered her with an unyielding demand: "Marry me, and the world is yours." When her adoptive family crawled back, begging forgiveness, Emma’s icy glare was her only reply. "Leave."

Years after their breakup, Grace Bennett unexpectedly encounters her ex-boyfriend—and the father of her child—Alexander Hawthorne, at a corporate meeting. Grace Bennett only wants to run away. She's terrified he'll take their child from her, terrified of losing everything. She remembers how he once told her their relationship was just a game, and now she strictly maintains a professional distance between them. Yet, she watches as women come and go around him, none ever holding his interest. When they first reunited, Alexander Hawthorne believed she had abandoned him—and that she was already married with a child. He wanted revenge. He wanted to hurt her, to make her regret it. But when he saw her struggling, vulnerable, he couldn't resist stepping in. He couldn't help but want her—and their child—back in his life. The day he discovered the truth, he realized the only one he'd been punishing was himself. Grace Bennett: "You were the one who said we should keep our distance." "Distance?" Alexander Hawthorne tilts her chin up, his voice low. "It can also be... negative."

One Day Before the Apocalypse Catherine Lane was forcibly bound to a system. This self-proclaimed "Rental System" creature grandly gifted her an entire residential complex right off the bat. The system brandished its tiny whip: "Our goal is—to become the most legendary landlady in history!" Catherine Lane: "What the actual hell..." Official Synopsis: The apocalypse is coming, and humanity faces an existential crisis. In these dire times, a safe haven untouched by zombies becomes priceless. Catherine Lane watches her rental units fill up one after another, her heart swelling with satisfaction—she's getting closer and closer to her dream of lounging around and counting stacks of cash! But the system never plays by the rules. When a new ancient-world dimension suddenly unlocks, Catherine is left in tears. Damn this scammy system! All her hard work vanishes in an instant. Beside her, a certain someone who's been watching her intently murmurs, "Don't be afraid. I'll always be here with you."

"Gu Zichen, have you had enough of it?" Looking at the 10th divorce agreement that had been smashed by Gu Zichen, Chu Xiaoqing really wanted to throw Gu Zichen into the broken agreement as well in the next second. He was the one who said that he wanted to divorce, but now he was the one who refused to divorce! "I said that as long as you don't feel tired, I have plenty of time to play with you. But... Mrs. Gu, we've had enough of it. It's time for us to exercise."

Robert Scott, born of ancient divine lineage, was a natural-born king. Yet, he was betrayed and murdered by his childhood lover and others, his divine essence stolen from him. A decade later, he returned from the dead at the very spot he had fallen, empowered with the strength of millions of dragons, transforming into a dragon himself and cultivating golden divine bones. Once again, he was invincible in this world! His past adversaries were all obliterated! Anyone who dared to challenge his divine authority was met with certain death! In the vast heavens and infinite realms, he stood alone at the pinnacle. The ancient Supreme Dragon Ruler, the lord of the Eight Desolates!

Abandoned, abused, and betrayed, Emily Parker met her tragic end in the fourth year of the apocalypse. But fate granted her a second chance—she awoke two months before the catastrophe began, now bound to a Gold-Devouring Supermarket System. With enough gold, she could unlock the supermarket's vast sections, gaining access to endless supplies. Typhoons… torrential rains… insect swarms… extreme cold… scorching heat… viruses… earthquakes… acid rain… eternal night… The apocalypse descended. While stockpiling supplies, Emily steadily unlocked the supermarket's zones, never worrying about resources again. Until… Her deadbeat father, who had once abandoned her, oozed false sweetness: "Sweetheart, you've suffered so much. Hand over your food—I'll keep it safe for you." The relatives who had abused her shamelessly demanded: "Emily, we're family. We should share everything!" The backstabbing best friend and toxic ex-boyfriend groveled: "Emily, please… just a sip of water…" To them, Emily—now living in comfort—responded with icy indifference: "Why don't you decide… who dies first?" Years into the apocalypse, Emily had witnessed every shade of human cruelty. But then, someone braved the storm to take her cold hand, their gaze tender yet resolute: "Emily… we've made it to the light."

A young boy from a humble bloodline, occasionally inherited from a world-shocking family. Once he woke up, he ascended to the Ninth Heaven. He cultivated the Nine Stars Divine Dragon Technique, condensing dragon vein, forming the Overlord Body. He competed with the prodigies of all the clans, overwhelming all fields, and shocking the Ninth Heaven.

As a man with severe social anxiety, He had only just crossed over to this parallel world when his stepmother dragged him off on a blind date. Little did he expect that one misstep would plunge him straight into a whirlwind "flash marriage"! His plan was to maintain a purely "fake marriage" with his new wife—no strings attached, no disturbances. But she turned out to be unbelievably clingy, mysteriously absent during the day, yet impossibly tender and affectionate every night... Everything changed the day his novel was picked up by a film company for a TV adaptation. While casually flipping through the materials for the female lead, his entire world was turned upside down. "Is this a joke?! The biggest superstar sweeping across Asia… is actually my little wife who cuddles on the sofa every day begging for hugs?!"

Evelyn Brooks saved a group of wealthy heirs during a border crisis, vowing to turn over a new leaf—only to accidentally become the long-lost heiress of the prestigious Hayes family. A snobbish father, a biased mother, a jealous younger sister, and her—the silent observer. She couldn't care less about her grandfather's billion-dollar inheritance; a single hacking competition could earn her that much. Elite elementary schools? Unnecessary—she already had a stack of invitations from top universities. And as for familial affection? Too many wealthy families were lining up to adopt her anyway. Her ambitions weren't tied to Tsinghua or Peking University, nor did she crave the title of a socialite heiress. All she wanted was to study hard, fulfill her promise to an old man, and be a good kid. But life had other plans. Armed robbers in malls, smugglers, unethical teachers, college students driven to suicide—every time the police arrived at a crime scene, they'd find this strange kid already there, not just solving cases single-handedly but even assigning them tasks. At first, the officers scoffed. "Just some brat." Then they ate their words, clinging to Evelyn like she was a godsend, even urging her to join the force early. To which the tycoons and their sons collectively declared: "Over our dead bodies. Evelyn is ours!"

The crippled prince had become a commoner, but he had married a stunning beauty. His wife was a genius in martial arts and was high above others; he was a loser who had been humiliated. After accidentally awakening the spirit of a Divine King, his fate was reversed and he rose to power. From then on, he would crush those who humiliated him and conquer the peerless beauty! Geniuses, in front of me, are all good-for-nothings! Kings are like ants under my feet! I'm the God Slaying King with a single stroke of the Heaven-breaking Sword!

Fiona Benton transmigrated from the apocalypse into the body of a capitalist heiress in the 1960s. Without hesitation, she faked an illness to relinquish her family's leadership, pocketed her inheritance, and signed up for rural labor. She set her sights on the "unmarriageable" officer in the production brigade—Liam Henderson. The man was taciturn and rugged, with a scar cutting across his brow, yet his gaze when looking at her was unfathomably deep. After marriage, Liam Henderson became locally infamous as a "henpecked husband": When his buddies offered him a cigarette, he waved them off. "Wife won't allow it." When comrades asked to borrow money, he shook his head. "Gotta file a request first." Then, when troublemakers came knocking, Fiona Benton hoisted a hundred-pound millstone with one hand. Amid the stunned silence, Liam calmly took the millstone from her and turned a cold glare on the crowd: "My wife's hands are delicate. You can't afford the medical bills if she hurts them." After moving to the military base, the song-and-dance troupe girls gossiped about this "capitalist miss"—until they saw her punch through a sandbag during morning drills and nail every shot at the shooting range. That night, Fiona cheerfully handed Liam a steel spoon bent out of shape: "Oops, I accidentally twisted it again." Without batting an eye, Liam took it and smirked at his dumbfounded comrades: "My wife. Adorable, right?"

"My sister threatens to take my mate. And I let her keep him." Born without a wolf, Seraphina is the disgrace of her pack—until a drunken night leaves her pregnant and married to Kieran, the ruthless Alpha who never wanted her. But their decade-long marriage was no fairytale. For ten years, she endured the humiliation: No Luna title. No mating mark. Just cold sheets and colder stares. When her perfect sister returned, Kieran filed for divorce the same night. And her family was happy to see her marriage broken. Seraphina didn't fight but left silently. However, when danger struck, shocking truths emerged: ☽ That night wasn't an accident ☽ Her "defect" is actually a rare gift ☽ And now every Alpha—including her ex-husband—will fight to claim her Too bad she's done being owned. *** Kieran's growl vibrated through my bones as he pinned me against the wall. The heat of him seared through layers of fabric. "You think leaving is that easy, Seraphina?" His teeth grazed the unmarked skin of my throat. "You. Are. Mine." A hot palm slid up my thigh. "No one else will ever touch you." "You had ten years to claim me, Alpha." I bared my teeth in a smile. "Funny how you only remember I'm yours... when I'm walking away."

Her mother, a stunning but struggling D-list celebrity, faced endless scandals and public scorn. Though she barely scraped by, she raised Lily Chambers to be plump, rosy-cheeked, and irresistibly sweet. People whispered that Lily Chambers was unwanted—unloved. Everyone assumed the "little nobody" was done for. "Baby! Grandpa's here!" The Richest Grandpa slapped him instantly: "This is the Grant family's one and only golden treasure, the apple of our eye, our little ancestor! How dare you even think of touching her?!" Ever since Lily Chambers returned to the Grant family, everyone's fortunes changed overnight. Even that legendary "cold-blooded, emotionless father" who was "given only three months to live" miraculously got out of bed on the third day after Lily Chambers stayed by his side, fully recovered and bursting with vitality! From then on, the aloof business tycoon, who had never shown interest in women, suddenly awakened to love—launching an all-out pursuit of his wife.