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~"

On the night of her wedding, Evelyn Knight paid the ultimate price for trusting the wrong man—her husband murdered her with his own hands. But fate grants her a second chance. Reborn on the very day she's meant to marry Nathaniel Andrews, Evelyn wastes no time. This time, she won't be the victim. She escapes the altar and makes a bold move—straight into the arms of her husband's sworn rival. "Mr. Everett, will you marry me?" "This a surrender?" "No," she smirks. "This is a tactical retreat followed by a counterattack." What begins as a calculated alliance quickly spirals into something far more dangerous—obsession, protection, desire. Julian Everett never expected to fall for the woman who barged into his life like a storm. But now that he has her, he won't let her go. This time, Evelyn isn't just rewriting her fate—She's taking her revenge one kiss at a time.

Veronica Demoore was the girl everyone despised. Mocked for her weight, humiliated for her grades, and crushed beneath a brutal home life, she lived every day as the target of ridicule—until the day she couldn’t bear it anymore. The world thought Veronica died that night. But when she opens her eyes again… someone else is looking through them. Savanna. A woman once raised in the shadows of a powerful organization. A genius trained to survive, manipulate, and dominate. In her previous life, she had wealth, intelligence, and strength. In this one, she has none of those things—only Veronica’s broken body and shattered reputation. But weakness is temporary. Bullies who once laughed at Veronica soon discover the girl they tormented is no longer the same. Her mind is sharper. Her gaze is colder. And the quiet girl they used to push around now carries a dangerous confidence. As Savanna begins transforming Veronica’s life piece by piece—losing weight, exposing enemies, and rising to the top of the school—the truth behind her rebirth slowly unfolds. Because Savanna didn’t die by accident. And the people who killed her are still out there. This time, she won’t be their victim. This time— she’s coming for everything.

The moment she opened her eyes, Beverly Caldwell found herself transmigrated into a period novel! And not just any character—she had become the doomed cannon fodder ex-girlfriend, the one who was swindled of her love and fortune by the male lead before meeting a tragic end in the countryside. Beverly smirked coldly: Sorry, not sorry. With her post-apocalyptic superpowers and a spatial dimension at her disposal, she wasn' t about to play along with this clichéd drama. Classmates trying to force her into marriage? Anonymous tip-off letter already in the mail! Relatives eyeing her family's wealth? One swift motion, and every last penny vanished into her space—leaving them with nothing but dust. Scumbag ex crawling back? She'd drain his bank accounts dry before skipping town! Packing her bags, she headed to the countryside to farm, heal, and search for her missing father. With her wood-based abilities, she revitalized barren fields and brought prosperity to the villagers—life was sweet! And oh, she just happened to pick up a stone-faced military officer along the way, who promptly spoiled her rotten, treating her like the most precious treasure in his life. When the original male lead came crawling back, begging for forgiveness? Her man tightened his military coat around her, shielding her behind him with a growl: "She's my wife now. Get lost—don't dirty her eyes."

In her past life, Freya Flynn trusted the wrong people. She foolishly dreamt of being a city dweller, leaving her husband and son behind to follow the educated youths into the city. In the end, all she got was a brutal death on the streets. After her death, she could only watch as the man she once detested cradled her corpse and brought it home, retiring from his military service for her sake and remaining unmarried for life. Her son, whom she had failed to educate properly, ended up getting shot and dying at a young age. Only then did Freya realize how wrong she was. After she was reborn, Freya, carrying the Happiness Home system, embarked on a new life. She vowed to make amends to all those she had wronged and harmed in her past life! Thus— Her son, who always used to avoid her, began to follow her everywhere, calling out, "Mom! Mom! Son wants a hug!" Freya, who was always cold to her husband, rushed into his arms the moment he returned home on leave. "Carson, you're finally home…" Carson, who was sulking during his last visit home because his wife didn't let him touch her, was like, "???" Since his wife took the initiative, how could the young and vigorous man be polite in return?

(End of the World + Rebirth + Space + Multiple Pets + Stockpiling + Daily Life + A Unique Space System!) Acid rain, blizzards, extreme cold and heat, insect plagues, mutations... After struggling alone in the apocalypse for ten years, she was tragically killed due to other people's treachery. In her second life, she seeks revenge, hoards supplies, and raises an army of mutated dogs! She fills her shopping cart with fried chicken, snail rice noodles, cola, and chips! However...there seems to be something strange about the direction of the space upgrade... The "garbage disposal machine" takes in household waste and spews out random supplies? The "love ranch" changes animals based on her mood, and today's animal is an...elephant? The "happy farm" seems fine at first glance, so why is it producing generators?

Cultivation powerhouse Zara Kingsley crossed into the 1970s with a pocket dimension stuffed with a billion units of supplies. The moment she opened her eyes, she’d become the unlucky punching bag of adoptive parents and a scheming stepsister. The stepsister wanted to snatch her job and exile her to the countryside? Zara Kingsley emptied the girl’s entire house in one swipe and signed her up for the Great Northwest—go eat dirt and open up wasteland! The adoptive parents embezzled her birth parents’ pension and planned to sell her little siblings for cash? One anonymous letter to the authorities sent the pair of parasites straight to the firing squad—blood for blood. The reborn heroine, armed with foreknowledge, tried to steal her jade pendant dimension and her fiancé, dreaming of replacing her and soaring to the top? Zara Kingsley laughed coldly, seized the spatial treasure for herself, and monopolized every fortuitous encounter. As for that trash fiancé—he’s all yours; whoever wants him can have the bad luck. From then on, Zara Kingsley let herself go completely, hell-bent on being as unscrupulous as possible, sprinting down the road of face-slapping and sweet revenge. Then came the day she was sent down to the countryside—and the rumored sterile, ice-faced big shot Henson Lancaster set his sights on her. One was aiveness-obsessed cultivation madwoman; the other, a ruthless, black-bellied military titan. They clicked at first sight, marched to the registry, and got their marriage certificates. Husband and wife, perfectly matched—trash-bashing without breaking a sweat! You be my crazy wife, I’ll be your crazy husband; two apex predators joining forces—whoever blocks the way gets flattened. The reborn heroine was dumbstruck: the fiancé she stole turned out to be useless, the opportunities she coveted were all hijacked, and the cannon-fodder Zara Kingsley—supposed to die early—had instead become the nation’s darling. She reclaimed her birth parents, cleared their names, and, together with Henson Lancaster, amassed an untold fortune. Multiple buns in one pregnancy, living life in full swagger.

Jason Marks bound himself to a hacker system, and with its assistance, he continuously accumulated military achievements, transforming the nation into a hacker empire. ... Three years later, his father requested him to return home to register his marriage with Adelaide Hughes. However, when he made the call to the military department where Jason was assigned, he was utterly stunned. ...

[Group Favorite + Multiple Identities + Face-Slapping + Sweet Revenge] To force her into a divorce, Nina Marshall—who had lost her memories—was handed over to a complete stranger by her own husband. With her heart turned to ashes, she signed the papers. But a single car crash brought every memory flooding back, and she finally remembered she was the darling of the world. Her max-level parents: "Anyone who dares bully our baby girl? They'd better be ready to pay with their lives!" Her ten overprotective brothers: "The weather's getting chilly—let's bury the ones who hurt Nina six feet under." A certain hidden big-shot looked at Nina Marshall, feigning grievance: "They've already handled everything. What's left for me to do?" Nina Marshall hooked a finger under his chin, her smile bewitching. "Your job… is to love me." [She's strong; he's stronger. Together they crush every obstacle—specializing in taking down anyone who dares say no.]

In her past life, Amelia Griffin was betrayed and murdered by her stepsister and a scumbag boyfriend. After being reborn, when that same scumbag tried to trick her into marriage, she turned around and got hitched to the most powerful man in the city—Dominic Edwards. When her white lotus stepsister tried to frame her? Amelia simply unleashed Dominic's vicious hounds to "catch them in the act." Everyone said Dominic Edwards was cold-blooded and ruthless, merely temporarily bewitched by her. Until at an auction, Dominic cleared out the entire venue, presenting everything to her: "Like them? I'll buy you the whole Portshore." Later, using her memories from her past life, Amelia dominated the business world, amassing staggering wealth. The man cornered her in her office, complaining pitifully: "Wife, all you care about is money. What about me?" Amelia's crimson lips curved as she tapped his sculpted abs with her finger: "Who says? This... I like very much too."

Waking up from a deep sleep, the grandmaster of the mystic arts, Lydia Carson, found herself transmigrated into the body of a pitiful young heiress from the wealthy Carson family—kicked out and drowning in debt. To pay off her debts, she started a fortune-telling livestream. "Streamer, I've been haunted by a sinister peach blossom—there's a female ghost cleaning my room every day and won't even let me order takeout!" Lydia Carson's lips twitched. "Kid, don't overthink it. That's your mom." "Streamer, can you tell me if my idol brother is destined for a bright and glorious future?" Lydia smiled faintly. "Your idol brother is into shady casting couches, tax evasion, and indulges in every vice under the sun. He's headed for jail soon—better drop him as a fan." "Streamer, a certain tycoon built a whole tower in his late wife's name to honor her. So touching!" Lydia rolled her eyes. "Oh, his wife died wronged. That tower? He built it to suppress her spirit." One day, her scumbag father—whose company had gone bankrupt—showed up with her stepmother and stepsister, the latter now crippled and disfigured, begging her to save them. Lydia grinned magnanimously. "Let me predict for you—live on stream—exactly when you'll all kick the bucket."

Lin Yi lived a carefree life, which was soon destroyed by her stepmother, who screwed with Lin Yi's husband and colluded with him to steal her father's company. They showed no mercy, they humiliated her father to death, imprisoned and abused her. Her face was marred. She managed to escape and tried to solicit help from Ying Hannian, a prodigy in the business world but a man who had once been insulted by her. He claimed her virginity. But she's rewarded no promise to help, only humiliation. After ravaged by him another round, she coughed blood... She’s poisoned by her stepmother and husband. And she died! But how could she die, with all these hatreds and regrets! A rebirth? Now it's time for her to get her revenge on the two devils. She's not gonna let go of anyone!

In her last life, her husband had sent Vivian Hawthorne’s son to donate bone marrow to save the daughter of his white moonlight—only to discover the girl was never sick at all Vivian Hawthorne’s child was murdered by that same white moonlight Heart shattered, Vivian leapt from the hospital rooftop Yet fate spun backward; she awakened at the very moment the tragedy began This time she steps into the game herself, vowing to make the white moonlight pay in blood.

Emily Foster had been cold-shouldered and abused under her own roof—until Mrs. Foster dropped the bomb: she was the swapped fake heiress, and the real one was coming home. Instead of tears, Emily Foster felt a weight slide off her shoulders: this train-wreck of a family? She'd been dying to quit it. The moment her past-life memories and pocket-dimension cheat awakened, she swept every last valuable out of the Foster house—jewelry, deeds, antique vases, gone—leaving only junk behind. One anonymous tip-off letter later, she slung her knapsack, sauntered off to the countryside, and let the Fosters choke on the mess. She'd planned to treat the village stint as a brief layover—then ran straight into her biological kin. Expecting hardship, she was pampered like a priceless pearl instead; instant group-pet mode activated. On a mission nearby, officer Alexander Andrews took one look and was a goner: A dimpled, soft-looking beauty who could out-arm-wrestle the squad and out-sass his commander— the contrast detonated his heartbeat. First glance: hooked. Second glance: sunk. Third glance: already drafting battle plans to carry her home. Alexander Andrews: "You can kidnap me, or I can kidnap you—my whole pack's ready to help either way!"

A top-tier international agent transmigrates into an obscure, third-rate celebrity. Entertainment industry's notorious "poisonous weed," the washed-up star Nicole Murray, dubbed the "Flower of Vice," joins the survival reality show Desperate Escape, only to be mocked by the entire internet, with everyone eagerly awaiting her downfall. Once filming begins, a snake appears in the wild. Crew and audience: "Aaaaahhhh! Help!" Nicole Murray, eyes gleaming with delight: "Ah! Delicious!" A cute little squirrel hugs a nut. Other guests: "Aww, the squirrel is adorable!" Nicole Murray, eyeing the nuts: "Hand them over!" The squirrel's entire stash is promptly looted. Nicole Murray sets a trap and catches a wild rabbit, roasting it over a fire. A young heartthrob protests in outrage: "How could you eat bunny?!" Nicole Murray smirks coldly: "Back the hell off my rabbit, or I'll roast you into relics next." Nicole Murray slaps a water-soaked sanitary pad onto his forehead to cool him down. Guest X (before the show): "Who'll be the first to get eliminated? Definitely Nicole Murray." Guest X (after the show): "I'm starving to death, and Nicole Murray is out here feasting on skewers and singing like it's a damn party!" The crowd: ...What kind of script is Nicole Murray holding?! Director: I told you already—there is no script! Aaaargh! Before the show aired, viewers: Nicole Murray is a fake-faced plastic rose! Get her off the show! After the show aired: Director, can you give our Queen Nicole more screen time? Thanks. Nicole Murray: Men? They only slow down my blade.

On their wedding night, Athena's husband left for abroad with his mistress—without a word. Unfazed, she quickly found a new lover: a stunning young man with a killer physique, fierce yet adorably clingy. For three blissful years, she lived on her own terms—free, bold, and unrestrained. But when her estranged husband unexpectedly returns, Athena calmly handed her loyal companion a check. "Sweetheart, this is where we end." She never expected him to seize her wrist, his voice low and dangerous. "Do you really think you can just toss me aside? Do you even know who I am?" She had dismissed him as nothing more than a pretty face—until, at a high-society birthday party, she encountered the rumored heir of a powerful family, a man so influential even the elite trembled before him. And he looked exactly like her discarded lover. Now, with his piercing gaze fixed on hers, he approached slowly and whispered, "Did you really think a check could get rid of me?" Athena's world tilted, and she realized this dangerous game was far from over.

Everyone believed Ye Liuyun was trash, even himself. No money, no talent, and no one he could rely on. Bully, scorn and laughter, that’s what he deserved. But Ye Liuyun never gave up working hard. One day things had changed. Ye Liuyun’s inner power was suddenly awakened. He could cultivate a divine level spirit and became a supreme hero. Slaying demons and exterminating devils, his adventures just started... Money, beauty and power, he would grasp everything in his hands...

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.

Akira Sanders is an author...an erotic romance author. Pen named Miss. OG, her writings are famous among the high school kids, but little do her fans know that she herself is a high school student and...a virgin. Her biggest inspirations are porn videos and washroom gossips. Ethan Whitmore is the high school 'it' boy with God like looks and an ego as huge as Mt. Olympus. An arrogant jerk but the biggest fan of Miss. OG's erotic novellas. Oh! And did I mention that he's the chemistry teacher? So what happens when Ethan comes to know that his favourite author is actually a high school girl, moreover, his student? Join them in their journey through senior year as Ethan tries to teach our Erotic Superstar, a thing or two about chemical reactions...of a very different kind.

"Sign it. Save her, and I'll give you anything." For four years, I was Damian Wright's "invisible wife". While I played the pauper, he poured his soul into his dying first love. Desperate, he blindly signed a stack of papers to buy the "Gifted Doctor's" time. He didn't read the fine print. Buried inside was our Divorce Decree. "Congratulations, Damian," I said, stripping off my surgical mask to reveal the wife he never truly knew. "You're free." The submissive Amelia is dead. The legendary "Ghost Surgeon"? That's me. The blindfolded racing queen "Raven"? Also me. The shadow behind the global intelligence network? Still me. I was ready to vanish, but Lucas Sullivan—the titan who makes the Wrights look like peasants—blocked my path. When Damian tried to reclaim me, Lucas didn't just stop him; he brought an empire to its knees. "They don't deserve to look at you," Lucas whispered, his touch a lethal mix of protection and obsession. "But if you crave the world, Amelia, I'll burn it down just to hear you say my name."