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Divorce Failed, Doted by Military Father & Son
Divorce Failed, Doted by Military Father & Son
【Marriage First, Love Later • Slow-Burn Romance • Taming the Iron Man • Army-Wife Daily Life • Stunning Heiress】 When she opened her eyes, top jewelry designer Serena Blackwood had time-traveled from the 21st century straight into 1971. Seven years into her marriage, her husband and son had eyes and hearts only for the “white-moonlight” mother-and-daughter pair, while she stayed alone in the countryside, living her best life and raking in cash. Then an accident awakened her memories, and she was horrified to discover she was the vicious cannon-fodder first wife in a period novel. Her husband was a steel-blooded officer; her son would grow into the paranoid, brutal “Buddhist prince” of the capital’s elite circle. Both men would go mad for the white-moonlight duo and even drag Serena down with them. In the end, her own son broke her limbs and threw her into the deep mountains to feed the wolves—an agonizing death. Having unlocked the finale ahead of time, Serena couldn’t sit still. She slung a backpack over her shoulder and marched straight to the army base. Divorce—she wanted it now! While the father and son were still obsessed with the white moonlight, she’d seize the chance to cut ties and save her own skin. The moment she reached the military district, her husband was already away on a mission. She waited in the family quarters for the divorce papers, taking the opportunity to de-program her thoroughly brainwashed son. But when the officer husband returned, he seemed like a different man—doting, attentive, and raining money on her! Serena: ?? Maybe… hold off on the divorce for a bit? Everyone soldier in the district knew Chief Morrison’s wife was some country bumpkin he despised. Until one day, the famously cold, hard Chief Morrison trailed after a stunning beauty, calling softly, “Wifey…” Everyone face-planted. Rumors really can’t be trusted!
Marriage
60s Wastrel: I Rewrite Fate & Win His Love
60s Wastrel: I Rewrite Fate & Win His Love
Vivian Ryder had been married into the Allen family for five years—giving her heart, her lungs, and every ounce of strength. Every penny her husband earned hauling freight was handed over to her mother-in-law without a cent missing. Who could have guessed that her scheming fifth sister-in-law would trick her out of the space-necklace she’d hidden away, then turn around and wipe both her and her husband off the map? Her husband died in agony; she and her unborn child perished together. Even their little girl was sold deep into the mountains and died miserably. Reborn with a sea of hatred, Vivian Ryder finally realized: she was nothing more than a short-lived cannon-fodder side character in a period novel whose sole purpose was to hand the heroine a golden finger! In this new life, fury burned in her veins—she would never walk the same road again. Those in-laws who’d sucked her dry and treated her like dirt still wanted to squeeze her? Not a chance. She clenched the space-necklace she’d reclaimed, shielded her husband, spoiled her daughter, shredded the white-lotus sister-in-law, and blasted the monster-in-law. Since they refused to see her as family, she’d make them taste the pain of losing what they’d once possessed. Without her husband’s life-risking labor, let’s see how the Allen household collapses into chaos and poverty! This time, she won’t be the tragic supporting woman—she’ll lead her family to riches and bliss, repaying last life’s torment a hundredfold!
Marriage
5
70s Space, Married Officer & Dominated
70s Space, Married Officer & Dominated
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.
Marriage
5
Spoiled by the Retired Soldier
Spoiled by the Retired Soldier
【Marriage First, Love Later + Sweet Pampering + Both Virgins + Age Gap + Veteran】 The night before she was supposed to get her marriage certificate, Rachel Caldwell caught her fiancé in bed with her own sister and uncovered her uncle’s plot to steal her inheritance. She and her best friend pulled off a lightning-quick marriage, snatched back her legacy, trashed the scumbag, and tore her relatives to shreds. With the fortune secured and every rat crushed, she was ready for a clean slate. Step one: file for divorce the moment she reached shore. “Big Bro, whenever you’re free, let’s swing by the Civil Affairs Bureau and get divorced.” “No time.” “Please, big bro! The two-month deadline is up. Take whatever share of the inheritance you want—just let’s end this.” “The Whitmore Clan has a rule: no divorces.” “That can’t be right! The very night we got our certificates you wanted a divorce. You can’t flip-flop like this.” “Then we’ll postpone it indefinitely.” Yale Whitmore studied his little wife. Back then, to delay the divorce, she’d used every trick to climb into his bed. He’d given her exactly what she wished for—now she thought she could run? Not a chance. “Big Bro, what will it take for you to sign?” “Fulfill my lifelong wish.” “Name it. Money, power—whatever. I can give you anything.” She was rich and connected now; one man couldn’t be that hard to handle. “Give me a son and a daughter, share three meals a day, watch the turn of every season, and spend a hundred years together.” That was all he wanted—simple as that.
Billionaire
5
Bigshot Unveiled: The Secret Life of CEO's Wife
Bigshot Unveiled: The Secret Life of CEO's Wife
Evelyn Carter, who had been exiled for years, was suddenly summoned back by the powerful Carter family. Expecting just another cliché arranged marriage ploy, she never imagined crossing paths with Elijah Lewis—a dangerously composed man who peeled back her secrets like he’d written them himself. Every identity she’d buried deep was laid bare in seconds. She was shaken—and furious. And she swore she’d take him down, no matter the cost. “Mr. Lewis, your wife jumped into the river again!” “Relax,” Elijah said coolly, not even glancing up. “She could qualify for the national freediving team.” “Mr. Lewis, your wife bought a bunch of failing companies!” “She has good instincts,” he replied, eyes fixed on the reports. “Those were on my acquisition list anyway.” “Mr. Lewis, your wife wants a divor—” Divorce? A cold smile ghosted across Elijah’s lips as he closed his laptop and headed home, storming into the house like a gathering storm. He moved with purpose, each step echoing with restrained fury. Within minutes, he was in their bedroom, dark eyes locked on the woman standing by the window like a queen preparing for war. “Mrs. Lewis,” he said, voice low and menacing. “I heard you want a divorce?” Evelyn turned slowly, arms crossed, gaze unwavering. “Back off, Elijah. The only way out of this marriage is over my dead body.” He stepped forward, closing the distance like a panther stalking its prey. “Good,” he murmured. “Because I don’t intend to let you go. Ever.”
Billionaire
4.5
Transmigrated, I Farm With Villain Kid
Transmigrated, I Farm With Villain Kid
Serena Whitmore opened her eyes to find herself trans inside a novel—right after her real body had been declared brain-dead. She was now the stepmother of five future villains, and her brand-new husband had died on the battlefield almost as soon as the wedding ended. The five kids who would one day implode into blackened, plot-derailing disasters were still pitiful little things: hungry, cold, homeless. A “Villain-Correction System” shackled itself to her. Mission: farm, raise the cubs, give them a warm childhood so they’d grow up straight and bright and never break the storyline again. Just when everything was running smoothly, the system informed her that a father figure was essential to the villains’ healthy growth curve. While Serena Whitmore stared at that problem in despair, a tall, lean, devastatingly handsome man showed up at the gate. “Wife, I’m their dad.” The guy who’d supposedly collected his death-coupon in chapter one was suddenly alive—turned loyal-dog-slash-big-bad-wolf whose only hobbies were spoiling his wife and competing with his own children for her attention. Shameless man: “That’s my wife. If you want one go find your own.” Little radish-tops: “That’s our mama!” Man: “Not blood-related—doesn’t count.” Reading Notes Main tag: farming + child-rearing; daily chores and firewood-oil-salt-rice. Will NOT turn into palace-or-harem intrigue! Not happening! ML type: traditional loyal foodie on the outside, sly fox inside; career goal = spoil wife. Note: 1v1 double-clean!! (Kids are NOT related by blood!)
Fantasy
Apocalypse Ready: The Last Billionaire Prepper
Apocalypse Ready: The Last Billionaire Prepper
Original Title: "Apocalypse: The Female Lead Wields 100 Billion Supplies to Kill Without Mercy" [Apocalypse + Rebirth + Planting Space + Cross-Dimensional Trading System + Stockpiling + Base Building] Power Couple, Absolute Egoist Thriller, Unlimited Sweet Romance, No Saintly Nonsense!!! In the fifth year of the apocalypse, Lydia Walker chose to self-destruct in a final act of vengeance, taking her wicked stepsister down with her. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself transported back two months before the apocalypse—and accidentally awakened a top-tier planting space, along with a cross-dimensional trading system. Shortage of water and food in the apocalypse? Her premium space boasts endless fertile fields, teeming with creatures from rivers, land, and sky—everything one could ever need! Sudden climate shifts and rampant zombies? How about high-tech dimensional thermoregulation suits and laser guns? Corruption and power struggles within the base? This time, Lydia Walker and her husband, Ethan Reid, will forge the strongest team, build their own empire, and reign supreme as the undisputed rulers of this apocalyptic world—leaving everyone else in awe! -------- P.S.: This is Pidan's debut novel, so the writing may still be a bit rough in the early chapters. Please bear with me, dear readers—I'm constantly improving! Also, if the overly sweet romance between the leads isn't your cup of tea, feel free to skim those parts. And if it's really not working for you, you're always welcome to find another book that suits your taste—just please, no harsh criticism. With gratitude and a deep bow—thank you!
Sci-Fi
4.7
Reborn, Dumped Scum & Spoiled by Officer
Reborn, Dumped Scum & Spoiled by Officer
In her last life, Chloe Morrison had been so dazzled by a scumbag educated-youth that she’d turned into a hopeless love-struck fool. She handed him her university slot, her grain coupons, her meat rations, her grandma’s heirloom jade pendant—even snatched her little nephew’s candy to coax him. The moment the scumbag returned to the city, he vanished without a trace, and she became the laughingstock of the whole village. Just then, officer Isaac Hartwell came home on leave and asked for her hand. She married him, but her heart was full of disdain—for his roughness, his blunt manners, his utter lack of romance—and she despised him for five long years. Then came the landslide. The coarse man she’d spent half her life despising shielded her with his own body and was swallowed whole. For the decades that followed, remorse and agony gnawed at her; on her deathbed she had only one thought: If there is a next life, I will give everything to love him properly. Reborn in an instant, Chloe Morrison’s eyes brimmed with tears and not a shred of confusion remained. She grabbed a butcher’s cleaver, snatched the jade pendant back from the scumbag on the spot, and—surprise—the pendant’s hidden space awakened. With one kick she sent the heartless man flying, then spun around and threw herself at the rugged officer Isaac Hartwell, marrying him without hesitation, packing her bags to follow him to the army base. When the news reached the compound, it exploded like a bomb: “Did you hear? Captain Hartwell married the butcher’s daughter—built like an ox and fierce as hell!” But the very next day, when Isaac Hartwell strode in with fair, delicate, soft-as-cotton Chloe Morrison on his back, every jaw hit the ground. This wasn’t some terrifying butcher’s daughter—she was a fragile little beauty who looked like she’d shatter at a touch. The crowd’s contempt had barely formed when, two days later, they watched Chloe Morrison dash across the compound, butcher’s cleaver in hand, ready to defend her husband—whereupon the entire yard quivered in fear. “She’s faking it! All an act!” Yet Isaac Hartwell wore a dead-serious, wife-protecting expression and declared to one and all: “My wife is delicate, frail, and utterly helpless—none of you are allowed to bully her.” Compound residents: …We’d sooner believe the devil himself.
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