Three years ago, his beloved sister orchestrated an accident that not only left me deaf but also stripped me of my wolf. Three years later, I watched him hold a grand festival to welcome her home. He called the accident that ruined my life nothing more than a childish mistake and pushed me away to save her. Now, my wolf has returned, and a marriage proposal is waiting for my answer. I won't waste another second waiting for a mate who never chose me. Goodbye, mate.

【Traversing Literature: The 70s + Cool Handsome Military Officer + Superpowers】 In the post-pocalyptic world, Shen Shu, who was in despair, becomes the cannon fodder in a 70s novel! The original character she embodies had a distinguished family background but was conspired against, reduced to becoming a stepping stone for the original novel's heroine, handing over the family fortune. Shen Shu snorted coldly, "You want my money? Dream on!" With double superpowers up her sleeve, she overturned the table and exclaimed, "Whoever dares to meddle with my assets, don't blame me for going berserk!" However, a certain handsome and aloof military officer gently massaged her hand, saying, "Wife, you take a break; I'll handle the heavy work." Shen Shu comfortably laid down. Hehe, she had inadvertently ascended the peak of life!

【Apocalypse Powerhouse Transmigrates to Ancient Times｜Spirit-Farmland Space｜Fleeing Famine amid Disasters｜Survival in Wartime｜Multiple Male Leads and a Romantic Battlefield｜Feel-Good Retirement Story】 The apocalypse powerhouse Lyra Ashwood was a battle-hardened veteran, but in the end, she was betrayed by her teammates and death amid a horde of zombies. Upon being reborn, she found herself in the body of a despised, lowly concubine in an ancient marquis's household. She was subjected to the ultimate humiliation right from the start! A disgraceful divorce edict was slammed into her face, while the aloof marquis stood silhouetted against the light and spoke each word with icy disdain: “The Ashwood woman committed adultery with another man and should be beaten to death. I shall spare your life, but you are to be expelled from the marquis's residence and demoted to slave status.” Before she could even steady herself, a snobbish old matron publicly cursed and beat her, kicking her out of the marquis's residence in disgrace and subjecting her to every undeserved humiliation. Lyra Ashwood was left speechless, unable to utter a word; the original owner had been weak and servile, trapped in a miserable situation. Fortunately, her trump card—the portable spirit-farmland space—had crossed over with her. It was stocked with every kind of grain and supply in abundance, enough to sustain her and keep her secure. She returned to her family of origin, facing the desperate reality of a household with nothing but bare walls: Three dilapidated thatched rooms were crammed with more than a dozen people. Her family wore rags and went hungry, eking out a bleak and impoverished existence. She had intended to quietly support her family, shed the violence of her apocalyptic past, and enjoy a leisurely, peaceful retirement in ancient times. But Heaven had other plans, and disaster struck without warning! Drought, floods, and plague ravaged the land one after another, ushering in an age of chaos. The people were driven from their homes, forced to flee in search of food and struggle for survival, while the human world descended into hell. Fortunately, she had prepared long in advance. Her space was packed with vast quantities of grain, firearms, and spirit-spring supplies, giving her ample confidence. On the road fleeing famine, while everyone else gnawed tree bark, ate grass roots, and struggled to survive, she alone enjoyed fine food and lived in comfort; When the plague raged and claimed lives, she relied on the spirit spring in her space to dispel poison, protect herself, and keep her entire family safe; When war erupted everywhere and the barbarians burned, killed, and pillaged, she wielded firearms to sweep away the villains and protect the peace of the region. What should have been a solitary path to a carefree retirement instead unexpectedly attracted a host of top-tier power players. Her aloof and heartless ex-husband, the marquis; the bewitchingly handsome regent who held power over the entire court; and the possessive, unhinged, puppy-like young man all stopped in their tracks for her and became crazily entangled with her. Surrounded on all sides by them, Lyra Ashwood rubbed her forehead helplessly. “Don’t cling to me. I really only want to live out my days peacefully in this chaotic world. I’m not looking for love!”

For five years, Camila Hart loved Julian Blackwell—until she discovered he had secretly married Vivienne Laurent for power and status. Heartbroken but determined, Camila walked away and spent one reckless night with Roman Blackwell, Julian’s powerful Alpha half-brother and biggest Rival. What Camila intended as revenge soon became something far more dangerous because Roman had had his own agenda. But Camila is hiding a secret of her own. She is Evelyn Whitmore, the hidden heir to a powerful legacy, a brilliant designer, and a woman who is done playing small. As Camila reclaims her identity and strikes back at those who betrayed her, Roman finds himself becoming fiercely possessive of the woman he never meant to touch. Then an unexpected pregnancy changes everything.

Happiness was short lived for Rosalie, who just got the proposal from her long time boyfriend, but then was sent to the bed of a stranger by her step sister. Little did she know, the man she had spent the night with was the richest and most powerful man in J city. Months later after that night, she was pregnant and termed a failure by family and kicked out of the city. Five years later, she returned as a successful business woman with a cute little son.

Seraphina Owens returned to her village after graduation and inherited an ancient Taoist temple. The temple stood solemn and dignified, yet it attracted few visitors and barely any donations. Hearing that live streaming could be profitable, she decided to give it a try. But instead of singing or dancing, she offered fortune-telling sessions in her livestream. A new fortune-telling stream popped up on Shark Live, and netizens scoffed at the sight of it. "It's 2021, and people are still peddling superstitious nonsense?" "Watch me expose this fraud." Yet within minutes, the comments section underwent a complete transformation. "Master, you warned me about impending danger—thank you for saving my life, I owe you everything!" She became its official spokesperson. "By day, I livestream fortune-telling. By night, I moonlight as a soul collector for the underworld." "Holy hell! After seeing what hell looks like in my livestream, the thief who robbed me returned the money in tears, swearing they'd never end up there."

Ye Chen was supposed to be the Heavenly Son of a generation, but his family regarded him as a sinner on his 10th birthday. After that, he was stripped of his identity and abandoned by his own father in the wilderness, leaving him to his own fate! Eight years later, the Heaven's pride of a generation returned and rose to power. He stepped on all the people in the world and took over all the things in the world with one hand! The city of invincibility and pride were all in this book!

Evelyn Hartley Orphaned and alone, she was the only recommended student admitted to Jing University. That was true in her previous life, and it was true in this one as well. In her previous life, she died a horrible death in a conspiracy. Only after her death did she realize that there had been a man who loved her with such humility! Given a second chance at life, she would not only put those vile women in their place and learn to identify scumbag men—she would also make herself shine and make a difference. Little did she know! Victor Harlow: Evelyn, do I look handsome? Evelyn Hartley: Handsome! Victor Harlow: Evelyn , focus on your studies. No dating at Jing University! Evelyn Hartley: Okay! Then how about dating you? Victor Harlow: I'd be delighted!

Evelyn Hartley As the Hartley family's legitimate daughter, she was accomplished in both literary and martial arts. After her father and brothers died in battle, she donned armor and went to war herself, only to be framed and die tragically upon her triumphant return. Reborn, she became Evelyn Hartley, the Hartley family's true biological daughter from the countryside who had been switched at birth in the 1980s. Upon returning to her birth parents' home, the fake younger sister who had usurped her place dropped to her knees, playing the victim and begging for mercy. Evelyn Hartley She cast her a cool glance. “No need to kneel. Since she was raised here, just let her stay. Keeping a cat or dog doesn't take much effort.” Her hot-tempered older brother tried to teach her a lesson, only to be effortlessly subdued by her in a single move. Evelyn Hartley: “As the legitimate son, is that all you're capable of?” At the training ground, she casually showed off her skills, stunning everyone and making the officer Sebastian Holt fall for her at first sight. It was not until the family banquet that he learned the formidable young woman before him was actually his arranged marriage partner! Sebastian Holt's lips curved slightly. “I'm definitely going to marry this girl.” While the fake heiress was still throwing a tantrum over a new dress, Evelyn Hartley, who had changed her name and been registered in the Hartley family's household, had already become a sharpshooter recruited by the army under special dispensation, leading a team on missions. When she returned in a blaze of glory, everyone in the Hartley family was utterly stunned— The country bumpkin they had once looked down on had actually become a military district commander far beyond their reach!

To ditch her cheating fiancé, Vivian Hartley disguises herself as ugly and ends up provoking her fiancé’s little uncle. One reckless night, Vivian tosses two hundred yuan on the nightstand, tosses off a cool “Service was decent,” and tries to walk away only to be yanked back into the man’s arms. “Isn’t it your turn to serve me now?” Quentin Blackwell is the name that makes Beijing tremble untouchable, unreachable. Rumor has it someone saw him pinning a woman to a wall and kissing her senseless. Everyone else shook their heads: impossible. Who could ever catch Master Blackwell's eye? Then came whispers that the woman might be Vivian. The crowd scoffed louder: even more impossible. The great beauty couldn't turn his head why would he look twice at an ugly duckling? Until someone spotted the aloof tycoon kneeling on one knee to slip a shoe onto Vivian's foot, coaxing her for just one kiss. The scum ex-fiancé finally sees her true face and begs forgiveness only to be kicked out the door by the man himself, followed by a marriage certificate flung in his face. “Call her Aunt.”

All of a sudden there was a growl that ripped through the room and the band stopped playing and I heard something smash. Like it was a wooden chair or something. Everyone looked in that direction and there was a man standing there that I had never noticed before. He would have been in his early 20's, brown hair to his shoulders, a brown goatee, 6-foot 6 at least and very defined muscles that were now tense as his intense gaze was staring directly at me and Mason. But I didn't know who he was. I was frozen in the spot and this man was just staring at us with pure hatred in his eyes. But then I realized that the hatred was for Mason. Not me. "Mine." He demanded.

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.

The era of martial arts revival has dawned, with savage beasts running rampant and the very heavens radiating killing intent! Yet against all odds, young Alex Harrison awakens a transcendent system, gifted with a peerless innate talent—Supreme Dominance! C-rank martial techniques? Mastered to perfection in three seconds! SSS-rank divine skills? Perfected within a single month! While others toil for a decade to grasp a technique, he achieves mastery in a single battle. Where some seclude themselves for centuries to comprehend a secret art, he learns it with just a glance! Alex Harrison smirks, scratching his head with feigned modesty. "Well... I guess my talent's kinda cheating, huh?"

From a child who had never known parental love, Sophia Grange only discovered at eighteen that she was the fake daughter of the Goodwin family. "You imposter, get back to your backwater village!" Her parents welcomed back the real daughter and kicked her out without a second thought. But little did they know that so-called impoverished backwater village was actually Imperial City's most exclusive villa district! "Darling, take these few hundred million for pocket money, spend it however you like!" "Buy darling a private jet, a yacht, and a hot spring resort..." Overnight, she transformed from an ordinary fake heiress of a wealthy family into the true heiress of a top-tier family worth trillions! Her five brothers became obsessive sister-con protectors, placing her on a pedestal. What shocked her most was that the most outstanding prodigy of them all turned out to be her fiancé? What kind of fairy-tale script was this?

After leaving the civil affairs bureau, Vivienne Hartwell got the divorce certificate, turned around, and walked away without so much as a word. Her ex-husband stood rooted to the spot, laughing in exasperation as he watched her resolute retreat, and called out to her several times. But she didn't even look back. She even broke into a jog, as though a dog were chasing her. Throughout their three-year marriage alliance, no matter how coldly Sebastian Aldridge treated her, Vivienne Hartwell always met him with a smile and took devoted, dutiful care of him. All because she had begged for this marriage herself. She had tried to chip away, bit by bit, at the impenetrable walls around his heart. In the end, she discovered that someone else had occupied the heart behind those impenetrable walls. At a banquet, he openly carried away the woman he adored, leaving her there like a clown. She didn't make a scene. Instead, she went home, packed her bags, left the divorce agreement behind, and took off with the bedsheets that very night. They said she was a canary kept by someone else. Vivienne Hartwell refused to accept that fate, earning a place in an overseas study program through sheer ability. The moment the divorce certificate was in hand, she quietly flew abroad. The usually pampered and arrogant man finally couldn't sit still. He rushed after her without stopping, only to unexpectedly see her dancing with her older male cousin at a banquet.

The Wyatt family brought back the adopted daughter they had raised in the countryside. They had heard that she was uneducated, had dropped out of high school, and was rude, greedy, and plain as could be. Young Master Widener defended his wife online: “Honey, a life-saving favor should be repaid with one’s body. Your husband is waiting for you to show him some love!” Everyone knew that Young Master Widener wasn’t supposed to live past thirty. Yet not only had he outlived thirty—he was now flaunting his love online. Everyone’s hearts ached: “Young Master Widener, open your eyes. She isn’t good enough for you.” Young Master Widener produced his credentials: “A nominal teaching fellow at South China, an honorary teaching fellow at the Qiaote Institute of Technology overseas. I really am not good enough for her. Honey, please give me a hug.” As the adopted daughter’s hidden identities were exposed one after another, everyone finally understood what Young Master Widener had meant. Young Master Widener clapped back at netizens online, then begged for hugs and kisses in private. “Honey, today is another day of loving you. Mwah.” “My wife is amazing. She has one hidden identity after another.” The emotionally stunted Jaynie Wyatt found Young Master Widener especially annoying. After he came over for the 108th time, Jaynie Wyatt shoved him hard. “Get lost.” When everyone learned that the adopted daughter had so many hidden identities, they all called out to apologize. Young Master Widener stood before everyone with a smug, spoiled air and pointed at Jaynie Wyatt. “She’s my wife. Mine.”

Sexual compatibility mattered when choosing my husband. Love mattered more, so I chose Dean Harper. For four unforgettable hot years, he was my best friend, my true love, and my husband. Then, one day, I handed him divorce papers. When he asked me why, I buried the truth and smiled. "Because you're poor. I can't love a poor man forever." He didn't argue nor did he beg me and simply accepted my decision. I wanted him to make things right, but he didn't even try. Our divorce agreement had one final condition, one last night to have sex before we walked away from each other. The next morning, he disappeared, leaving behind a bank card... and enough money for me to "take care of the burden." He knew I was pregnant and put the decision on me. Four years later, Dean returned as a billionaire tycoon, and my new boss. He saw our son and kept digging to find out if that was his son, but I kept manipulating everything and lied to him for one solid reason. He was here for revenge but also confused me. He gave me priceless jewelry, shielded me from every danger, insisted on making me his girlfriend again, and shamelessly demanded that we should make babies. The strong burning pull between us was so strong I couldn't resist either time he touched me. If he hates me so much as he pretends, why does he still kiss me like I was his precious piece.

"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."

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...

Elara Weston went to great lengths to please her three brothers, striving to do her utmost even for the slightest thing they casually mentioned. But all her wholehearted devotion was no match for her sister shedding a couple of tears. One accusation—“My sister bullied me”—completely exposed her true identity. It turned out that she was the fake heiress. Once their biological daughter returned, she, the adopted daughter, naturally became an outsider. Her fiancé publicly called off their engagement, her friends avoided her like the plague, and even her brothers turned cold toward her. “You’ve taken her place for so many years. It’s time you gave it back.” In the end, she was even thrown out of the Weston family home. “Go back to the countryside and find those farmer parents of yours!” Elara Weston stood at the Weston family’s gate and finally gave up on them completely. She left behind every single thing the Weston family had given her. From this day forward, she and the Weston family— were completely estranged. But no one expected that Elara Weston’s “farmer parents,” whom the Weston family had mocked, were not ordinary people at all. The day after Elara Weston returned to the countryside, one luxury car after another filled the entrance to the village. The family, the richest family in Country Y, had appeared. “We searched for our daughter for more than twenty years. She is our family’s only heiress.” When the news reached Capital City, the entire upper class erupted! The fake heiress who had been thrown out by the Weston family was actually the true billionaire heiress! What’s more, she didn’t just have the richest man in the world as her grandfather—she also had three top-tier brothers who doted on their little sister without limits! When her eldest brother, a powerful CEO, learned that his sister had been bullied, he ended an international conference on the spot. “The meeting is suspended. Book the earliest flight home. I want to see who dares lay a hand on my sister!” Her second brother, a world-renowned scientist, immediately stopped the experiment he was working on. “The research can wait. Bringing my sister home is more important.” Her third brother, a world-class musician, even dared to postpone his international tour. “The performance can be rescheduled. My sister has been wronged. I have to go back.” For a while, {{Capital City}} was in complete uproar. Those who had once looked down on Elara Weston began scrambling to curry favor with her. The friends who had once distanced themselves from her competed to show up at her door and apologize. The Weston family regretted it bitterly. The girl they had driven away—how could she possibly have been some fake heiress from the countryside? She was clearly the billionaire heiress they could never hope to win over! Even the fiancé who had called off their engagement without hesitation came back to her door, his eyes red with emotion. “Elara Weston, I know I was wrong. Give me one more chance.” But Elara Weston merely smiled faintly. She wanted nothing to do with his belated devotion. Nor did she care for their belated affection. Just as everyone was scrambling to win her favor again— Capital City, the head of the most powerful family, personally came to see her. The man was dressed in understated luxury, his presence cold and commanding, and he handed her a marriage certificate. “Their regret is their business.” “Marry me.” Elara Weston froze. The next second, a marriage certificate sent the entire Capital City into shock! Everyone went crazy. The billionaire heiress had only just reunited with her family, yet she had immediately married the man no one in Capital City dared offend? As the man looked at the girl whom everyone held in the palm of their hands, his gaze grew dark and profound. “My wife doesn’t need to please anyone.” “Including me.”