Emilia Taylor was the most unwanted daughter of the Frostridge Pack. She had no wolf, no status, and no one who truly loved her. After failing to awaken at the age of twenty-two, she was betrayed by her lover, abandoned by her family, and finally sent by her father to the Silver Moon Pack—to become Sebastian Simons’ seventh bride. Sebastian was the Alpha everyone feared. Rumor had it that none of his first six wives had met a good end, and every woman who married him eventually became another name on the list of the dead. Everyone was waiting for Emilia to die. But they did not know that her failed awakening had not left her with nothing. Instead, she had gained the ability to read minds. She could hear the malice and lies hidden behind every smile. Everyone’s thoughts were open to her. Except Sebastian’s. She could not hear his mind, nor could she see through his secrets. When a wolfless girl abandoned by everyone meets a cold-blooded Alpha haunted by the mystery of six dead wives, will she become his next victim—or the only one who can break the curse?

To help her husband build his business empire, Veyra worked two jobs, skipped meals, and sacrificed everything she had. When her mother desperately needed life-saving treatment, she couldn't even scrape together the money. Then, on a New Year's Eve flight, fate seated her beside her husband's mistress. That's when she discovered the cruel truth. Her husband had secretly amassed millions long ago. The wedding ring that belonged to Veyra now glittered on another woman's finger. The $500,000 that could have saved her mother's life had been spent instead on luxury gifts and pocket money for his lover. She lost her baby. She lost her mother. And finally, she lost every illusion about the man she'd loved for years. After leaving the airport, Veyra walked into a bar, kissed the most dangerous-looking stranger she could find, and spent one reckless night in his arms. By sunrise, she disappeared without leaving so much as her name. She thought it was nothing more than a farewell to her broken past. She was wrong. The stranger was Dorian—the most powerful, mysterious billionaire in the business world. Meanwhile, her cheating husband finally realized what he had thrown away. He begged on his knees, signed a postnuptial agreement worth billions, and swore he would give up everything if she would come back. But just as Veyra began plotting to reclaim everything that had been stolen from her, a mysterious car accident brought Dorian back into her life. Only then did she learn the truth. He wasn't a stranger at all. He was her ex-husband's older stepbrother. Now two powerful men are fighting for the same woman—one consumed by regret, the other determined to make her his. Sorry, cheating ex... I choose your brother.

Contract Marriage+Kickass Heroine+Hidden Identity+Regret For two long years, Aria Smith devoted everything to Ethan Holt, convinced she was his beloved Luna and his fated mate. Until a trip to replace her lost marriage certificate shattered every lie. Ethan had never loved her. Her closest best friend Clara was his real destined mate. The adopted son Aria had raised with all her love for two years was actually their biological child. Before she could process the brutal truth, a sudden call overturned her whole life. She was not a lonely, powerless human orphan as she had always believed. She was the sole legitimate heir to Vincent Smith's staggering cross-realm fortune, inheriting his massive business empire that dominated both human and werewolf worlds. Her heart completely broken, Aria made her choice without hesitation. "I am single. Legally, I have never been anyone's wife." She cut off all ties with the Silver Creek Pack and stepped into her rightful identity as a billionaire heiress overnight. Ethan and Clara mocked her relentlessly. They believed the helpless human orphan could never survive outside the pack, and she would soon come crawling back begging for forgiveness. They never foresaw the day they met again. When Aria returned, she was no longer the humble, gentle human Luna who lived for Ethan. She stood powerful, wealthy, and untouchable, holding unmatched commercial power that shook the entire werewolf realm. And right by her side stood a dominant, peerless Alpha King—someone far more powerful than Ethan could ever dare to rival, ready to burn the whole world down for her revenge.

A peerless prodigy of ancient martial arts and medicine, Adelaide Sinclair, accidentally transmigrates into a novel, reduced to the lowliest little girl in the old Hartley family—starting life on hell-mode difficulty. Her household overflows with toxic relatives: a miserly grandmother who perennially skimps on rations, a violent deadbeat father who wields the cudgel at will, and a birth mother too timid and cowardly to stand against bullying. Beyond that, she must shoulder her broken little family—caring for a sickly husband as useless as a cripple, and a three-year-old milk-baby so malnourished his face is sallow, tugging at her clothes wailing about hunger. Life stretches impossibly thin. Possessing peerless medical skills and holding a storage space in her grasp, Adelaide Sinclair shows no fear in her eyes. She immediately resolves to defy heaven and flip the board, dragging her whole family up from rock bottom! She decisively helps her cowardly mother secure a clean divorce, tears apart malicious relatives steeped in wickedness, severs those wretched blood ties, and splits off alone with her milk-baby and sickly husband. One silver needle saves countless lives. With miraculous healing hands rising from spring itself, she transforms from an unknown peasant girl at society's bottom rung into an unparalleled divine physician whose name resounds through the capital. Starting from one small restaurant, she leverages unique culinary arts and business acumen to build from nothing—gold flowing daily—completely escaping poverty so her family eats meat every meal without worry. She only wanted stable money-making and career-building while protecting her family's peaceful days. Who could have predicted life would activate cheat mode? Her originally frail sickling husband immerses himself in study to achieve top honors in all three examinations; his official career soars smoothly while his identity grows ever more noble and mysterious—concealing earth-shattering hidden cards beneath the surface. And Adelaide Sinclair gradually discovers that her origins far exceed simple farmgirl simplicity. The deadbeat father and grandmother who once humiliated their family and trampled them into the mud watch this household ascend to dazzling heights—and are struck dumb kneeling on the ground with belated regret. Who would have thought? The ants they once trampled wantonly had long become peaks they could never reach in this lifetime!

TRIGGER WARNING: Extremely explicit taboo erotica for 18+ only. Contains graphic stepfather-stepdaughter relationships, intense forbidden lust, breeding, rough passion, and morally gray heat. Reader discretion strongly advised. This isn't romance. This is pure, dripping taboo—stepfathers claiming what's theirs with thick, hard cocks and forbidden touches that leave their girls soaked, shaking, and addicted. A hundred sinful thrills running through your veins. You'll taste the sweat of forbidden private sessions, the thrill of sneaking around, the rush of being pinned down and fucked senseless by the one man you should never want. Innocent girls get their bellies pumped full of hot cum, tight walls stretched and claimed until they're moaning, crying, and begging Daddy for more. Public risk, stolen touches, age-gap temptation, and nights so dirty you'll need to shower twice—only to touch yourself thinking about him again. Get your towels. Get ready to be corrupted and fucked raw by your ultimate forbidden fantasy.

I abandoned my car and crossed the road in a jiff. I hurriedly stepped into the cinema, worried that I might miss her. She could be in any of the rooms watching a movie, and if she were, I would have to wait for two hours for her to come out of there. My eyes skimmed the whole floor and finally rested on her back. She was facing the board, nibbling on her index finger, pondering whether she should or shouldn’t watch a movie. Which movie? I couldn’t care less. As long as I get to talk to her and get to know her, it’ll be enough for me. “Should I or shouldn’t I?” she mused. “Whatever it is, I think you should,” I answered from right behind her. Then she slowly turned around to face me. Her long and wavy brunette locks swayed as she pivoted. For that moment, my breath caught in my throat as my blue eyes locked with her hazel ones; sparks erupted in me. “You think I should?” she asked, looking straight into my eyes. “Wholeheartedly,” I replied softly. “Which would you prefer?” she continued. “Whichever your heart desires,” I bantered, eyes glinting. “Hmm… Have you watched The Martian before?” she spoke again in her husky tone. “Nope,” I smirked. “Do you want a gist of it? I won’t tell if you hate spoilers,” she smiled. For a moment, I was rooted to the spot by her carefree and beguiling smile. Man, I am hooked. Totally and unconditionally hooked.

Branded as a mother-killing omen the moment she was born, Aurora Whitmore was deemed an ill-omened child by her cruel birth father, who abandoned her in the countryside to fend for herself from infancy. The heiress status that should have been hers was stolen by an adopted fake daughter, who transformed overnight into Capital City’s darling socialite. Seventeen years later, Aurora Whitmore is forcibly dragged back to the Whitmore family. The entire clan looks down on her, outsiders sneer, and everyone waits to watch the shabby country bumpkin get crushed by the dazzling counterfeit. Confronted by her biological father’s cold accusations, Aurora Whitmore arches a defiant brow and lashes out: “I’m the unlucky one? Please—your fate kills wives, so stop dumping the blame on me.” The crowd thinks she’s all talk and laughs at her overconfidence. the Whitmore family shines in every spotlight: the eldest son commands a conglomerate, the fake daughter is a celebrated designer, the third young lady has swept every math prize in sight. Everyone is convinced that Aurora Whitmore, with nothing to her name, will never survive. But face-slaps arrive faster than anyone can blink. Professors from Capitalis University chase her for solutions to unsolvable problems, an e-sports god kneels to beg her onto his team, and the dean of the medical world bows to her every command. No one realizes this seemingly ordinary girl is cloaked in layers of identities: the godfather of hackers, the mercenary king, the underground boxing champion, a medical miracle, a top-tier racing driver… She’s wild and lawless, doing whatever she pleases—once raising a gun without hesitation and nearly sending Capital City’s all-powerful Fifth Master Hawthorne to the afterlife. Onlookers assumed she was doomed; instead, that ruthless, cold-blooded Fifth Master Hawthorne became her devoted lapdog. The world wonders why he indulges her. Fifth Master Hawthorne answers with single-minded obsession: “If she blows up the city, I’ll light the fuse; if she makes a move, I’ll clean up the mess.” Ruthless to the outside world, he’s utterly submissive to her alone—an extreme, obedient husband-slave. From then on, true and fake heiresses clash, and the entire elite circle gets slapped in the face. Two apex predators bulldoze every obstacle and reign supreme in their own arenas—pure, brainless satisfaction cranked to the max.

In her previous life, Eleanor, the unloved imposter, fought tirelessly against the real heiress, only to lose everything, including her life. Now, given a second chance, she's done playing by the rules. Let them have their family! She’s packing her bags to claim her true identity and seek her biological parents, preparing for the worst. But nothing is as she imagined. Weren't they supposed to be destitute? Instead, she finds a mansion lined with gold. Her father, once rumored to be a worthless gambler, is a business mogul controlling half the city's economy. Her mother, once mocked as a shameless gossip, is now a celebrated opera diva. And her supposedly poor brother? He’s an oil tycoon with unimaginable wealth. As Eleanor reclaims her rightful place, the powerful Kingsley family embraces her with open arms. Her father dotes on her obsessively, her mother spoils her endlessly, and her brother fiercely protects her from anyone who dares approach. Let the world know: the true heiress is back, and she's here to rule.

Rosalind Mercer transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the pitiful foil in a contrast setup. Parents dead, grandparents indifferent, uncle and aunt oppressive—the whole village waited to watch her get trampled into the mud by the female lead. She glanced at the script. Then she tore it to pieces. She reclaimed her spiritual spring space, sent her rotten grandparents to the hospital with rage, reported her scumbag uncle for his misdeeds, and snatched every opportunity meant for the female lead. Along the way, she befriended several future big shots—moving herself from "the foil" straight into "don't mess with" territory. Almost forgot—she still had a cheap husband: Nathaniel Holt, the military district commander barely mentioned in passing in the book. Rumor had it this man was notoriously fierce. One word from him could make an entire company cry. Punishment drills could break a platoon's spirit. On their wedding night, Rosalind Mercer shrank back slightly. "You're so scary..." The man glanced at her. "You want a divorce?" She shook her head. He withdrew his gaze, voice going rough. "With you—I'm only fierce in bed."

Apocalypse overlord Celeste Thornton transmigrated into a book, becoming a twelve-year-old girl on a rural kang bed in 1952, barely clinging to half a breath. The original owner had just been pushed off a cliff—half her face covered in blood, on the verge of death. A flood of plotlines crashed into her mind, and she finally understood: she was the true daughter who had been switched at birth. Villagers gossiped: "In two years, her family will sell her to that old bachelor at the village entrance for grain!" In the book, the original owner's fate was even more tragic—impregnated and beaten to death. Meanwhile, the fake heiress who stole her identity was doted on by her biological parents in the city, destined to marry into a wealthy family and live in luxury all her life. Celeste Thornton sneered, reaching up to touch the apocalypse space hidden on her person. She muttered under her breath: "Bullying me? This is going to be entertaining." She pulled out a restoration potion from her space and downed it. The tearing wounds across her body healed at astonishing speed. Along with it came an all-purpose modification machine from the apocalypse, mountains of supplies, and various weapons—all stockpiled full in her space. Biased parents, vicious fake heiress, relatives in the village who preyed on the weak—none of them would control her. From now on: reclaiming her identity, seizing her future, tearing apart every black-hearted schemer. The apocalypse overlord would dominate the 1960s just as ruthlessly!

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.

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."

In her past life, Eleanor met a tragic end, deceived by wolves in sheep's clothing. Given a second chance, she's hell-bent on tearing apart those scumbags, protecting her loved ones, and reclaiming her happiness! But the moment she's reborn, she finds herself drowning in love. Eight doting older brothers compete to spoil her, four younger brothers vie to shield her, and her devoted crown prince husband treasures her like the rarest jewel, cradling her in the palm of his hand. With life this sweet, she won’t let those backstabbers ruin it! Eleanor dismantles scheming vipers with a smile, crushes despicable men underfoot, and meticulously settles scores with every last one who wronged her. Little does she know—her prince and brothers are already moving in the shadows, exacting vengeance on her behalf...

Victoria was the ace assassin of the world's largest killer organization, the Shadow. She had endured brutal training since childhood and became the world's top assassin at the age of 17. In a shocking turn of events, the Shadow captured her in an attempt to clone numerous elite assassins just like her, in order to expand their influence. However, Victoria managed to escape and ruthlessly eliminated everyone in her path. Little did she know, the laboratory unexpectedly exploded. Instead of perishing, Victoria's soul was reborn into the body of a fat and disliked female student named Valentina...

Vivian Ashford unlocks the most absurd transmigration in history — she gets her head slammed in a door, passes out, and wakes up smack in the 1970s, coming to in a strange man's bedroom. After absorbing the original host's memories and sizing up her bloodsucking, sharp-tongued family, Vivian Ashford — whose whole brand is shameless scheming — has an instant epiphany: Beat the awful people at their own game, and leave them nowhere to run! Armed with her little red book, she launches straight into ruthless revenge mode, bringing the family that bullied the original host for years to heel completely. She turns her sharp tongue up to full blast and presses them at every step, tormenting the wretches in creative ways: "I've waited on you all for years — you owe me compensation. Pay up, or I'll report you." "Every last bit of dowry a bride is owed, not a penny less — otherwise, I'll report you just the same." When her family demands a bride price from her future husband, she fires right back: "A bride price is feudal nonsense. Bring it up again and I'll keep right on reporting you!" With a series of moves as smooth as flowing water, Vivian Ashford successfully secures her compensation and dowry, then cuts ties with her awful relatives cleanly and completely. To dodge the hardship of being sent down to the countryside, she sets her sights on Nathan Sinclair, a military bigshot desperately in need of an extra pair of hands. Nathan Sinclair, believing his comrade-in-arms was killed in action, has taken in the man's child and urgently needs a woman to help care for the little one. Vivian Ashford volunteers herself on the spot, laying out her terms with cool-headed precision: *"We sign a contract — you pay me forty yuan a month, and I work for you and mind the kid." Forty yuan a month, secured. She's no fool — no way is she suffering out in the countryside. The contract marriage is officially sealed. She follows her convenient husband to live on the military base, quietly scheming on the side to mooch off her awful birth family whenever she gets the chance, squeezing every last drop out of them without a shred of mercy. Armed with her personal inventory space and a mind full of tricks, this scheming female lead turns military base life into her personal playground — delivering face-slaps and revenge at every opportunity. As time passes, the terms of their contract slowly give way to something deeper, and their marriage-first love story reaches peak sweetness. Meanwhile, a jaw-dropping secret about her origins and the hidden truth behind her comrade's death come to light one after another, with twist upon twist upending everything. A vivid ensemble cast where everyone gets their moment to shine — equal parts absurd comedy and heartfelt romance. Watch this scheming, lovably shameless little wife lie her way to the top and rise triumphant in the 1970s. Sweet, satisfying, and utterly legendary! 【Reader Advisory: There's more to the comrade's death than meets the eye, and the childcare arrangement is only temporary. Enter with caution if either is a concern!】

Serena Whitmore opened her eyes to find a drop-dead gorgeous man with eight-pack abs unbuttoning his pants right in front of her! Only then did she realize she’d transmigrated into a period drama novel as the tragic ex-wife of the male lead. According to the plot, she would soon divorce her disabled husband out of disgust, then spend the rest of her life as the pitiful foil to the transmigrated heroine who would bear the male lead five loving children. Serena Whitmore smiled: The pocket dimension is mine, the male lead is mine, and the storyline is mine too! The transmigrated heroine plans to heal the male lead with a spirit spring? One flick of Serena’s silver needles: “Sterility? Two jabs and it’s cured!” Need cash after the house raid? The space gives tenfold returns—pauper to ten-thousand-yuan household in seconds. No grain for the countryside? She buys up the black market, tenfold returns again, and the whole village dines on canned food. Drought with no water? She drains West Lake in one turn, then irrigates ten thousand mu with spirit spring water. When the transmigrated heroine finally counts down to the day of returning to the city, she finds the husband who should have been divorced gently cradling Serena Whitmore’s waist, his gaze tender: “Take it slow—our little one’s kicking again?” And that spirit-spring pocket dimension she’d marked out so early? It’s long since become Serena Whitmore’s personal warehouse. Nestled in the man’s arms, Serena Whitmore flashes the heroine a lazy smile: “Sorry, darling—” “I rewrote your script.”

In the 17th year of the Republic of China, barely after losing her adoptive parents, Lillian was sold by her uncle for ten silver dollars to the Marshal's estate—to be a "healing bride" for the young commander who was on death's door. Yet no one expected that the moment she took the Marshal's hand, the young commander—who had been comatose and clinging to life—suddenly opened his eyes! From that day on, the entire Marshal's estate began taking an unexpected turn: "Mm-hmm," she nodded cheerfully. "They say I'm adorable and want to help me~" Lillian clapped her tiny hands. "I'll accompany the Governor to gemstone gambling!" With a confident pat, Lillian explained, "The little squirrels know which stones have treasures—their noses are super sharp!" From then on, the Governor's mansion reversed its misfortunes, becoming the most prosperous household in the land—envied by all!

[1980s + Military Marriage + Face-Slapping + Scum-Bashing + Family Drama + Raising Kids + Career-Building] In her last life, Luna Fairchild was literally angered to death by a cheating couple. At home she served her in-laws and raised the child left behind by her deceased brother-in-law Years of marriage without pregnancy—guilt-ridden—she slaved like an old ox for every single Whitmore family member The real reason she never conceived? Not her body. The scumbag had gotten himself snipped for his green-tea bitch. Luna Fairchild rebooted on the very day the scumbag came home on leave; she marched straight in with witnesses and caught them in bed He soaked up her love while handing his own to someone else—fine, she’d nail the two cheaters together forever Her in-laws did nothing but fan the flames; she’d make them choke on the strongest brew of top-grade Longjing green tea The green-tea wanted the scumbag? She’d gift-wrap him and deliver him with both hands. Marcus Blackwood: Married a woman who simply looked agreeable—just wanted a warm light on when he came back from base, no empty house. Never expected her to be this interesting She wants to take down a scumbag? He’s always hated that guy anyway—happy to give a shove She works as hard as any soldier under his command—might as well lend a hand Help here, help there… and he ends up helping himself right into love.

Declan was a doctor, he sacrificed everything for his girlfriend, who ended up betraying him. He wanted revenge. He got a magical mask at this time, he put it on but didn't know the mask held the power that could stir up one's deepest desire, it gifted Declan a superpower--golden finger. Declan's brain was implanted with a full set of high medical skills. Since then, Declan was able to cure any wounds and scars, with one touch, he could stop one's bleeding, read all biodata from any person, and diagnose diseases without any medical equipment, and held the power to cure even cancer and leukaemia. But the power on his golden finger could run out if overused, he needed to recharge it, and the only way to regain power was women. And right now there were two women before him, one was his ex, another one was...

Liliana is a flower delivery girl who has the unfortunate luck. While delivering flowers, the girl was accused of having killed a future bride. Matteo as the brother of the bride did not accept what Liliana was doing. Until finally Matteo forced Liliana to become his wife in an attempt to get revenge. How is their next story? Can Matteo fall in love with the soft-hearted Liliana? Will their marriage be eternal?