A martial arts champion from the 23rd century transmigrates into the 1970s Rosemary Thornton and finds herself caught in a raid on her family home the moment she opens her eyes! Her parents have both died, her family fortune is being targeted, and the Revolutionary Committee comes knocking every day to make trouble? Rosemary Thornton She launches a midnight raid on her enemies’ hideout, loots all their valuables, and then heads off to the countryside! All she wants is to make money in peace and research technology, yet she unexpectedly uncovers a secret passed down through her ancestors—and finds herself repeatedly hunted down? Out in public, she is a gentle, harmless-looking educated youth sent to the countryside; behind the scenes, she strikes with ruthless force—a classic case of sweet on the outside, deadly on the inside! Who could have guessed that she would catch the eye of a cold-faced military ace— Edmund Barton: “This girl is so delicate and gentle. I want to marry her.” The next second, he sees her beating her enemies senseless: “…” He loves her even more now—she’s wild and thrilling! The hopelessly lovestruck military ace clings to her every day, while the sweet-on-the-outside, deadly-on-the-inside heroine throws a punch at the slightest disagreement?

Betrayal was the fire that burned her. Revenge would be the ice that rebuilt her. For eight years, Sophia Woods stood by Lucas Bennett’s side, fighting his battles, sacrificing everything for his success—only to be cast aside for her stepsister, Rose. Broken but not defeated, Sophia swore one thing: she would never be weak again. Then, Alexander Lancaster entered her life. The cold and enigmatic heir to the Lancaster Financial Group, Alexander was a man of calculated power, ruthless ambition, and an obsession he made no effort to hide. "I don’t play games unless I intend to win," he told her. "And Sophia, I want you." He saw the fire beneath her ice, the brilliance behind her scars. He didn’t want to rescue her—he wanted to stand beside her. And in a world where power ruled and betrayal lurked in every shadow, Sophia had no choice but to make a deal with the devil. With Alexander at her side, she would take back everything stolen from her. But she never expected a simple partnership to turn into something dangerously intoxicating. Two cold hearts. One ruthless game. And in the end, only one question remained— Would love be her greatest revenge? Or her final downfall?

【1980s + Military Marriage + Supply Space + Animal-Speech Ability + Real and Fake Heiresses + Absolutely No Divorce】 Iris Thornton had her soul mistakenly taken by an underworld messenger and, armed with the cheat ability she received as compensation, transmigrated into a melodramatic 1980s novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the biological heiress destined for a tragic end. The original owner was a complete drama queen, determined above all to win the favor of her biased family and constantly compete with the gentle, sensible fake heiress. In the end, she alienated everyone and became universally despised, meeting a tragic fate: dying in the wilderness, with not even her whole body left intact. After transmigrating, Iris Thornton finally came to her senses and decided to let everything go. Faced with her family's hypocritical attempts to win her over and their moral blackmail, she could only find it absurd. “What is there to fight over with such a cold, biased family? Aren't affectionate, obedient little animals far better than people?” From then on, Iris Thornton completely cast off the mess of her family of origin and began living her own bold, carefree life. The aloof, proud little white cat rubbed against her and begged for affection every day; the big wolfdog that guarded the house was utterly loyal to her; and the soft, fluffy little rabbits competed to snuggle up to her and vie for her favor… With her ability to understand animal speech helping her gather information and find good things, and her vast supply space as a safety net, Iris Thornton thrived in the 1980s, wanting for neither food nor clothing and sailing through life as if she had a cheat code at every turn. When her family saw that she had stopped trying to please them and could no longer be manipulated, they grew anxious instead and came to her door to morally blackmail her. “You're the Thornton family's own daughter. How can you ignore the family and think only of enjoying yourself?” Iris Thornton couldn't be bothered to waste words, simply shutting the door in their faces and refusing to indulge them in the slightest. No one could have imagined that this biological heiress, who kept to herself and had been abandoned by her entire family, would be chosen at first sight by the elite, iron-fisted military officer Nathan Sinclair, who would assertively marry her and bring her home. Outsiders all waited to see the spectacle, convinced that the spoiled, carefree Iris Thornton would sooner or later end up quarreling with Nathan Sinclair, demanding a divorce, and being thrown out. But after their marriage, Nathan Sinclair gave her a level of preferential treatment unmatched anywhere in the city. Someone privately tried to sow discord. “Your military wife is far too wild. You'll regret it sooner or later.” Nathan Sinclair gave them a cold, sharp look and said with absolute certainty, word for word, “Marrying her was the best choice I've ever made. In this lifetime, I will never divorce her.” The biological heiress once despised by everyone, formerly mere cannon fodder, turns the tables with two cheat abilities, wins the wholehearted devotion of an iron-fisted military officer, and, with supplies in hand and love at her side, lives an uninhibited, dazzling life in her era!

Victoria Hargrove was a pampered young lady of the twenty-first century, raised in the lap of luxury since childhood. Though her parents were busy with their careers, they always found time to spend with her, and her grandparents from both sides doted on her as their precious treasure. While shopping at a mall with her parents to buy some local specialties for friends before a trip, the lights suddenly went out. Someone pushed her from behind, sending her crashing into a shelf. Her head throbbing with pain, she lost consciousness. When she woke up, she had transmigrated into the 1970s as another Victoria Hargrove—a girl with the same name who was equally cherished by her family. This Victoria Hargrove's family had gone three generations without a daughter until she was born. Her grandparents, parents, and several older brothers had spoiled her rotten since childhood. Fresh out of high school and about to be arranged a job by her family, she was reported for having "politically backward thinking." With no other choice, she was sent down to the countryside as an educated youth. On the train there, she was knocked over and knocked unconscious—and that's when the twenty-first-century Victoria Hargrove took over. When she first woke up, she was utterly confused. After clearing her head for a moment and absorbing the original owner's memories, she breathed a sigh of relief—thank goodness for that spatial pocket dimension; otherwise how would she survive? By chance encounter, she met an incredibly handsome soldier brother and fell in love at first sight. "Soldier brother," she'd declared boldly enough to make anyone blush—"I'll provide for you!" The soldier brother looked at this dazzlingly beautiful woman who could blind onlookers with her radiance. He should have refused—how could any proper woman be so forward? But what came out of his mouth instead was: "Alright." The woman's eyes curved into crescents as she smiled. Love at first sight. Devotion upon second meeting. And third meeting sealed their fate together forevermore.

Clara Whitmore She died in late autumn at the age of twenty. The false heiress gouged out her eyes and hacked her apart, then threw her remains into Carrion Hill to be fed to the dogs, leaving not a trace of her bones behind. Reborn through nirvana, she was no longer the the Chancellery true heiress from her previous life whom anyone could manipulate at will! Wicked servants run amok—kill them! Her birth parents play favorites—cut them off! Her scumbag fiancé, the vicious false heiress, and everyone who framed her, trampled her, or took everything from her in her previous life—all of them must pay with their lives! She returned from hell, drenched in blood, to the world of the living, solely to settle old scores. Until one day, a man trampled out the flames of war across the land and, bearing the aura of slaughter, came tenderly into her world— Damien Kessler At twelve, he took command of the army and swept across Northern Reach, his renown shaking both court and country; At twenty-one, he fell victim to a treacherous plot, turned the tables in a desperate situation, returned victorious to the capital, and asked to relinquish some of his military power; At twenty-two, he met Clara Whitmore, fell at first sight, and sank deep into love. At the end of his days, he clasped her hand tightly and offered the vast empire as a gift: “The lands stretching across this world, together with me, are all yours.”

On a freezing December afternoon, twenty-five weeks pregnant, Avery Collins walks into a dessert shop craving something sweet. Instead, she finds her husband, Adrian Blackwood—the cold, brilliant CEO of Blackwood Capital—sharing an intimate moment with another woman. In that instant, Avery finally understands. Some people can never be yours, no matter how long you've loved them. She had loved Adrian for eight years, long before he even knew her name. A one-night mistake, an unexpected pregnancy, and a marriage forced by family pressure turned her dream into a prison. While Avery gave everything to their marriage, Adrian believed she had trapped him. So she lets him go. After giving birth to their daughter, Avery makes the most heartbreaking decision of her life. Knowing she could never defeat the powerful Blackwood family in a custody battle, she leaves her daughter in Adrian's care and departs for Stanford University, carrying nothing but a photograph of her baby and asking her lawyer to handle the divorce. Five years later, Avery returns as a world-renowned financial journalist—beautiful, brilliant, and unrecognizable. Then her lawyer delivers shocking news. Adrian never signed the divorce papers. "He said if you want a divorce... you must ask him in person." Avery's answer is simple. "Then tell Mr. Blackwood... I'll see him in court." She believes that's the end of it. Until a little girl slips her tiny hand into Avery's. "Pretty lady... will you have dinner with me?" Avery looks up—and meets Adrian's unwavering gaze. "Mrs. Blackwood," he says quietly, "our divorce can wait." As the little girl whispers, "Please don't leave me again..." ...Avery realizes the one battle she thought she'd already won has only just begun.

Vera Holden, who had survived the apocalypse by living on a knife’s edge, opened her eyes to find herself transported into the 1960s, where she had become the family’s punching bag and a worthless cannon-fodder character. For eight hundred yuan, her heartless father and vicious stepmother cruelly sold her to the wounded, blind, paralyzed military officer Victor Ashford as a bride to bring him good luck. The original owner was so terrified that she ended her own life with a rope, but Vera Holden was overjoyed. Compared with the blood-soaked, precarious days of the apocalypse, here there was peace in the air and sunrises she could actually see. Poor? She carried a space stocked with supplies she had hoarded during the apocalypse, so she lacked nothing to eat, wear, or use. Her husband was paralyzed and blind? Her newly awakened healing ability was the best medicine of all. Her stepmother wanted to control her, and her own father wanted to exploit her? With Vera Holden's fists of steel, she tore into her awful relatives and whipped every last scoundrel into line. She carefully cared for the despondent disabled officer, treating his injuries little by little. Who could have guessed that the once cold, taciturn Victor Ashford would become utterly obsessed with spoiling his wife after recovering from his injuries? Outside the home, he was decisive and ruthless; once he returned, he cherished and protected her as if she were the most precious thing in his heart. In her previous life, she had been all alone, struggling to survive in the apocalypse. In this life, she had a battle-hardened husband backing her, warehouses full of supplies, and a fiery, thriving life spent putting arrogant enemies in their place and punishing scoundrels.

At the age of seven, Vivian Harper witnessed her mother's suicide by jumping off a building and was later kidnapped. Though she survived, she developed bipolar disorder and was soon sent abroad. Her grandmother coldly declared, "You're nothing but a cursed star—bringing death to your mother and misfortune to your brother. As long as I live, don't even think about touching a single penny of the Harper family's wealth." But little did they know, she couldn't care less about the Harper fortune. Any one of her hidden identities could shake the world. She's the most expensive special agent on the planet. She's one of the founders of the Tianqi Group. She's the elusive genius known as the Mad Doctor. She's the legendary hacker, a shadowy figure in the digital underworld. ... As layer after layer of disguises fell away, not only did the scumbag father's family regret their actions to no end—the entire elite circle of the capital was left in shambles. After stepping away from the negotiation table, Vivian Harper was pinned against the wall by the heir of the Campbell family. The man's voice was low and rough as he murmured, "Darling, just how many hidden identities do you still have that I don't know about?" Vivian hooked a finger into his tie and tugged him down, her lips curling into a smirk. "Guess."

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.

"No wolf. No family. Harmless. Useful. The second I am done with her, the Luna title is yours." Eira Crawford heard those words through her husband's office door. For four years, she had been Sebastian Hale's hidden mate. She managed his household, entertained his relatives, cleaned up his messes, and lived on the three thousand dollars he gave her each month like charity. Even buying a new coat required an explanation. But for his first love, he casually prepared three hundred thousand dollars in research funding. To Sebastian, Eira was nothing more than a wolfless Omega from an orphanage. A quiet, obedient wife with no pack, no power, and no value beyond being useful. He had never introduced her publicly as his Luna. His family treated her like a servant. His sweetheart mocked her as a woman who could only survive by clinging to an Alpha. So Eira stopped crying. She recorded the affair, filed for mate dissolution, and placed the divorce papers in front of Sebastian. Even then, he thought she was throwing a tantrum. He signed without hesitation, certain she would come crawling back once she realized no one else would want a discarded, wolfless Omega. He was wrong. The woman he left at home washing dishes was a Stanford-trained electrical engineer. The "useless" wife he ignored was the hidden chief engineer behind a national self-developed chip project. Her movements were classified. Her disappearance could alert the federal authorities. Her name, once revealed, was enough to shake the entire scientific community. And Sebastian knew nothing. After walking out of his house with nothing but her freedom, Eira crossed paths with Killian Sterling, the coldest and most powerful Alpha in the north. He did not know her name yet, but his wolf recognized something in her that everyone else had missed. Meanwhile, Sebastian finally realized that Eira was not bluffing. He searched the entire city like a madman. For the first time in four years, he publicly called her his wife. He demanded she return. He begged for another chance. But by then, Eira was no longer waiting in his house. She was seated at the Sterling Pack's dinner table, dressed with quiet confidence, while the most feared Alpha in North America stood beside her. In front of everyone, Killian Sterling placed his hand at her back and said coldly, "Eira is not anyone's discarded Omega." "She is my Luna."

Vivienne Hartwell wakes up transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the true heiress of the story. The original owner was stunningly beautiful but unfortunately brainless, despised by everyone. Not only did she steal the fake heiress's fiancé Adrian Caldwell, but she also insisted on divorcing him when his family fell into hardship and needed support most. Then her family tricked her into bed with an old lecher. In her previous life, the original owner ended up suffering endless torment and dying miserably. Vivienne Hartwell arrives and kicks that greasy old man away! She clings tightly to Adrian Caldwell, pitifully whimpering: "Hubby, don't you want me anymore?" As if! Who would divorce a military officer husband with eight-pack abs? Even if he's injured and can't have children... wait, why is her belly carrying a baby? From then on, the once cold and self-restrained, taciturn and ascetic Commander completely falls for her, spoiling her endlessly!

Molly Whitfield was reborn with a heart full of hatred—this life, she would never swallow her anger again! Faced with the scumbag father and stepmother who sold her off in her previous life? She flipped tables, smashed bowls, and shattered pots—venting her fury first! Cutting ties, transferring her household registration, and heading straight to Grandma's house—she became the apple of everyone's eye! Rebirth came with heaven-defying golden fingers, plus a spatial spirit spring and traditional Chinese medicine inheritance? She emptied out the scumbag father and stepmother's family fortune, letting them reap what they sowed. Hunting in the mountains, she got entangled by a little tiger dead set on becoming her pet? Reluctantly, she took it in! Ginseng and lingzhi mushrooms running wild all over the mountains? She was going to strike it rich! Discovering an arms depot, uncovering spies, racking up merits one after another! She aced the college entrance exams and got into a top medical school, becoming a grandmaster of traditional Chinese medicine! Married her first love, gave birth to dragon-phoenix twins, and led Grandma and her uncles to a good life— The scumbag father and stepmother? How come they're begging on the streets now?

After seven years of marriage, Wesley Monroe remained as cold as ice, but Flora Walker always faced him with a smile. Because she loved him—deeply. And she believed that one day, she could melt his heart. But what she waited for wasn’t his love—it was his love at first sight for another woman. His endless devotion to her. Still, Flora clung desperately to their marriage. Until her birthday. She flew thousands of miles abroad to surprise him and their daughter—only to find he’d taken the little girl to be with that woman instead, leaving Flora alone in an empty hotel room. That night, her heart shattered completely. Watching the daughter she had raised with her own hands call another woman “Mom,” Flora no longer felt pain—only numbness. She drafted the divorce papers, gave up custody, and walked away without a backward glance. From that moment on, she ignored both father and daughter, waiting only for the divorce to be finalized. She buried the past and threw herself into her career. The woman everyone once looked down on rose to build a billion-dollar empire with her bare hands. But no matter how long she waited, the divorce papers never came. Instead, the man who once couldn’t stand to be near her started showing up more and more—clinging to her like a lifeline. And when he found out she wanted a divorce, the proud, aloof Wesley cornered her against the wall, his voice low and dangerous: “Divorce? Not a chance.”

Vivienne Holloway, who had survived until victory in the apocalypse, had just waited out the end of the world. She merely took a nap, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the neglected true daughter who had been lost outside the family. The fake daughter had usurped her identity, snatching away the familial love and opportunities that should have been hers. In the original plot, the true daughter became a supporting character, revolving around the male and female leads, meeting a tragic end. But it was Vivienne Holloway who arrived here. Acting fragile, playing the innocent pure white flower, mastering green tea postures—these were nothing but daily amusements to her. The grand drama of life had already begun; she had no intention of revolving around the novel's protagonists. Snatching opportunities, kicking aside plotlines—no one would control her! Sebastian Caldwell of the Northwest Military Region was notoriously iron-blooded and cold as a commander—decisive in killing, indifferent in temperament, strictly following rules in all matters. He despised people who put on airs most of all. Their first encounter: Vivienne Holloway deliberately played deaf and dumb to fool everyone; Their second meeting: she stepped on human traffickers while humming leisurely and brushing her teeth—the contrast directly shattered Sebastian Caldwell's understanding. Before others she appeared pitifully weak and helpless; behind closed doors her mind remained clear with sharp methods. She possessed a portable space filled with abundant supplies. Dealing with leeching relatives, tearing apart hypocritical fake daughters with bare hands, kicking aside the original male and female leads' plotline with one foot. Sebastian Caldwell fell step by step. To outsiders he remained cold-faced and majestic, commanding reverence from all. Returning home he could only indulge helplessly: "Fine fine fine—you're the most fragile in all heaven and earth."

She was the epitome of an ice-cold academic prodigy, a superwoman in the realm of knowledge. He, on the other hand, was an enigmatic titan, a top-tier mogul shrouded in mystery. Before their paths crossed, her mind was a fortress of textbooks and theories, her days consumed by the pursuit of academic excellence. But after meeting him, her thoughts were no longer monopolized by equations and essays. Instead, her mind was a whirlwind of romantic schemes, plotting how to win his heart. After all, her very survival seemed to hinge on this budding romance. Once their relationship became public, whispers and rumors swirled around them. People gossiped that she had taken in a pretty boy who lived off her success. She responded with a frosty smirk, "I don't mind." The mogul, basking in the glow of her affection, chimed in with a grin, "That's right, my wife's got my back!"

Synopsis: Ye Xuan, with his unrivaled power, shook innumerable hoodlums, yet was forced to descend the mountains due to nine stunning beauties. The world finally understands what it means to be the strongest cultivator, leading to numerous women throwing themselves at him. No matter how great your power or wealth is, don't act high and mighty in front of me. Synopsis 2: He is unparalleled in the world, making millions of heroes worship him. He is domineering and unbeatable, subduing the proud female War-Goddess. He is romantic and gifted, melting the icy female CEO. He's kind-hearted and righteous, making the ruthless female assassin shed tears. His appearance sets the world dancing. (This book is full of beautiful women. The protagonist is righteous and patriotic. He's invincible but not abusive. A thoroughly satisfying read!)

[The Whole Family's Regret Arc + Beijing's Princeling Heir + Universally Hated + Real and Fake Heiresses] Four years ago, Rosalind Sinclair was framed by the real heiress, Sylvia Harrington, and faced four years in prison. Her parents, who had doted on her since childhood, chose to side with Sylvia Harrington. Her indulgent older brother beat her until she confessed. Even her beloved fiancé aided the wrongdoer. After her release from prison, Rosalind Sinclair underwent a drastic change in temperament. The entire family knew that she had been willful and spoiled since childhood and would surely refuse to let the matter go. She had loved Chester Caldwell desperately, so she would certainly cling to him and refuse to let go. Yet, several months later, the entire family regretted it… The master and mistress of the Harrington family begged her to come home: “Rosalind, we only want to claim you as our daughter.” Her playboy brother knelt and begged for her forgiveness: “It was all my fault. From now on, you’ll be my only sister.” Her formerly rebellious and unruly fiancé became a lovesick lapdog: “Rosalind, I love you. You can hit me or curse me, just don’t leave me, okay?” The shameless woman knelt and begged for mercy: “Sister, I know I was wrong. Please let me go!”

In her past life, Lilith had made countless sacrifices for her family, constantly yielding and compromising. In return, she had been met with heartless betrayal. Her four brothers had stood by as kidnappers broke her limbs—all for the sake of their adopted sister. Her husband had been even crueler—he pushed her down the stairs while she was pregnant, causing the deaths of both her and their unborn child. Now reborn, Lilith refused to repeat her past mistakes. Her scumbag ex-husband might be the heir to a wealthy family, but she wanted nothing to do with him. She threw the divorce papers in his face and cut him out of her life. As for her self-serving brothers, their fate was no longer her concern. When her ex was betrayed by his so-called "angel," Lilith watched with satisfaction, applauding his downfall. This time, she would reveal the talents she had once kept hidden, vanquishing her enemies and rising as a force that would blind everyone with her brilliance. Even better, she now had three adoptive brothers who cherished her as if she were their entire world. Derek: "Our little Lilz is soft and delicate. No one had better bully her!" Liam: "Lilz is afraid of the dark, so don’t go scaring her." Zane: "Lilz, don’t look back. A good horse never returns to where it has grazed." Everyone around them was on the verge of tears. Was this gentle and adorable herald of disasters really timid? Afraid of the dark? How could anyone lie so blatantly with a straight face?! Who would dare bully her?!?!?! Then, her scumbag ex-husband came groveling back, kneeling with bloodshot eyes full of regret. "Lilz, I was wrong. You’ve always been my one and only."

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?

"Leave her to die." Those were the exact words of the man Fiona loved for years—her fiancé, Ethan—as he forced her to bleed out on a hospital bed to save his "precious" pregnant mistress. But the submissive, heartbroken bride died in that room. What woke up in her place was a lethal, reborn secret agent, a miracle healer, and a ruthless tactician who never forgave a betrayal. Without a second thought, Fiona ripped off her blood-stained wedding ring, tossed it straight into the trash, and walked out to find her ultimate revenge. Standing on the courthouse steps, she locked eyes with Alexander Blackwood—the most powerful, untouchable billionaire in the city, who had just been stood up at the altar. While the world mocked her as a desperate gold-digger chasing a billionaire's fortune, Alexander only pulled her closer with a dangerous, possessive smirk. "Wrong. I'm the one who can't let her go." When her countless hidden identities are finally exposed, her toxic family panics, her enemies tremble, and her regretful ex comes crawling back on his knees. Fiona just sneers, stepping right past him. "Get lost. I don't recycle trash." And Alexander? He has only one rule left: Anyone who dares to touch his wife answers to him.