Darlene Davis found herself transmigrated into the tragic supporting character of a period novel— Her conniving stepsister had not only stolen her billionaire fiancé but also schemed to marry her off to Ethan Carter, the "doomed-to-die-young" military officer. The original host had worked herself to death, leaving three children either dead or disabled? With a cold smirk, Darlene flipped the table. "I’m the kind of person who lives for myself. Cross me, and I’ll make sure your whole family regrets it!" First, she emptied her scumbag father’s secret stash of money. Then, she made a fortune writing articles while searching for her long-lost mother. Finally, she set her sights on that stone-faced special forces officer: "Comrade Ethan, let me read your fortune—you’re missing one crucial thing in your life: me. Marry me, and I guarantee you’ll live to a hundred!" Ethan frowned. "My duty is to serve my country. I have no time for romance." He started leaving work half an hour early every day just to shower, earning him endless teasing from his comrades: "Old Ethan, afraid of stinking up your delicate wife and kids again?" His ears burning red, the man retorted with mock severity, "My wife is soft and sweet, my children are tender—you roughnecks wouldn’t understand!"

As soon as Evelyn Blair transmigrated into the 1970s, she was hit with a devastating blow—once the pampered daughter of a wealthy family, she found herself sold off to a remote mountain village by her malicious uncle and aunt. Meanwhile, her parents and elder brother were sent away for re-education and hardship, and her scumbag fiancé took advantage of the situation. Not only did he seize her family's remaining assets, but he also turned around and annulled their engagement to climb the social ladder by marrying the daughter of a high-ranking officer. He even had the audacity to throw a grand wedding banquet as if nothing had happened! Could she endure such humiliation? Absolutely not! Evelyn Blair flipped the table on the spot, grabbed whatever she could as a weapon, and wreaked havoc on the scumbag's wedding banquet, exposing his two-faced hypocrisy in front of everyone! By a stroke of luck, she discovered that she had access to a personal spatial dimension, unlocking a magical spring of pure, revitalizing water. Without a moment's hesitation, she wiped out her scumbag ex's entire household fortune, leaving nothing behind—not even a single chicken feather! Then, she set her sights on a higher target—the regional commanding officer, Ethan Spencer, who stood tall at six foot three, exuding a commanding, cold, and formidable presence. Evelyn proposed directly and boldly, "Commander Spencer, marry me. I'll help you deal with your troubles and ensure your rise to the top!" Staring at the confident, vivacious young woman before him, Ethan Spencer agreed to the marriage on the spot, taking her with him to live a military life. After their marriage, Evelyn fully embraced her protagonist powers: With the spring in her spatial dimension replenishing her body and stockpiled resources backing her up, she supported her exiled parents, tirelessly searched for her missing elder brother, and dealt with troublemakers one by one. Whether it was confronting toxic relatives or kicking her scumbag ex, she left them in utter disarray, making her ex-fiancé and his lofty new wife's lives a living nightmare. Meanwhile, Ethan Spencer, loyal and devoted, pampered her endlessly. He not only protected her and her family but also rose steadily through the military ranks, aided by Evelyn's extraordinary abilities, becoming a revered and formidable leader. Watching Evelyn bask in Ethan's overwhelming affection, thriving in both love and career, her scumbag ex was left with nothing but ruin—betrayed by everyone, shunned by society, and with his future in tatters. Even as he regretted his actions to the point of despair, he no longer had the tiniest chance to get near Evelyn Blair.

Rumor has it that the lost daughter of the Turner family has returned? And she came back on her own? This shocking news has left the major wealthy families in utter disbelief. Everyone initially assumed that this girl, who came back from who-knows-where, must be a country bumpkin who knows absolutely nothing! A country bumpkin? Sophia Turner raised an eyebrow and casually revealed her slew of identities. What?! The world's top fashion designer? The world's leading hacker? The youngest scientist in the world? A professor at one of the world's most prestigious universities? The CEO of Dawn Corporation, one of the top fifty companies in the world? And the most outrageous revelation of all—she's actually Damian Moore's wife? The crowd clutched their chests, feeling as if their little hearts couldn't take it anymore! Their hearts ached terribly, and they needed emergency medical attention—they might not survive this shock!

(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?

“Maverick, you never loved me all these years, did you?” “Be good. You're just a substitute.” ___  Never did Valencia expect that what her crush thought of her was a substitute for another woman.  And never did she expect that the asshole would break the news to her after she gave herself to him a night before their wedding.  Unable to take in the heartbreak, Valencia fled on her wedding day.  Fast-forward to five years later; Valencia is now the anonymous owner of a company and the diligent mother of smart-ass quadruplets who think mom is the best and shouldn't be stressed; And the most important thing: Mom needs a capable boyfriend. Someone dared to attack their mommy? Mom will face-slap, and if Mom can't, Quadruplet will!  A certain shameless man: Darling, relax; I'll properly beat them up for you. After the beating, what do you think we should have next—a triplet or a sextuplet? Valencia: “….” Smartass quadruplets: Didn't you consider Mom to be a substitute? Scram. We don't recognize you!

Cutting ties, I emptied the whole family's assets and snatched the jade ring from the scumbag: "Want to marry rich, stepsis? Go be a breeding machine for that loser instead!" Rumors spread like wildfire that the poor officer was infertile? One night, he hoarsely whispered between kisses, "Darling, let's have a little sister for our boys." Shocked, she asked, "You can have kids?"—only to end up begging for mercy every night. Soon, the officer's wife gave birth to multiples, shocking the entire compound: "I thought he was sterile? This fertility level could blow up your ancestors' graves!" Years later, she became a business tycoon, cherished like the apple of his eye, While her stepsister survived on scraps, wailing, "I should've been the step-mom back then!"

Catherine Whitmore woke up inside a period-era novel as the capitalist family's seventh daughter—born of a concubine—and discovered she'd been swapped into a marriage the moment she opened her eyes. “The childhood betrothal to the He family in Liaoning—Laner's health is too delicate for the northern cold, so you'll take her place.” Catherine massaged her throbbing temples; after digesting the original host's memories, she smiled. In the original plot, the very day the girl reached Liaoning her so-called fiancé Harrison Blackwood married someone else The original host was forced to wed a groom, her dowry stolen, and finally framed for treason—she dashed her head against the He ancestral shrine and died. But this life she had someone else in mind. “Mother is right.” Catherine signed obediently, then slipped straight into the Shen family vault That night every brick of the Shen century-old hoard was hauled away until only load-bearing walls remained—even the gold bars tucked behind ancestors' tablets vanished into thin air. Then she hopped on the north-bound train; in its window glass glinted her icy smile: “I'm not going to marry—I'm going to be their ancestor.” Three days later at He's gate Harrison wrapped an arm around his new bride and sneered at Catherine: “Catherine Whitmore, even if you knelt and begged I wouldn't marry a woman like—” Before he could finish, a military jeep screeched beside them The door swung open; army boots hit dirt; epaulettes carried cold stars of rank. The man peeled off white gloves, pulled Catherine into his arms before everyone, and swept his frigid gaze over gaping Harrison: “Didn't your father teach you greeting your elders?” “Say hello—little aunt.”

Evelyn Ward, the heir to a prestigious medical family, died a hero—yet her greatest regret was never having had a boyfriend. But when she opened her eyes again, she found herself lying beside a man whose face and physique were everything she'd ever dreamed of. Overjoyed, she assumed this was the heavens' compensation—a steamy dream come true—and wasted no time indulging herself! Only later did she realize, with horror, that this was no dream. She had somehow traveled back to the 1970s or '80s—and the man she'd slept with was none other than Jack Frost, the notorious "Re-Educated Youth" whom the entire village feared and avoided! Terrified, Evelyn packed her things and fled overnight, not daring to linger. She thought the matter was behind her—until a month later, when she discovered she was pregnant. Left with no choice, she found a secluded place, gave birth to an adorable son out of wedlock, and raised him alone, hiding their existence for four long years. Just when she thought they could live peacefully forever, the man from her past—now a far cry from the struggling intellectual youth—showed up at her doorstep! Dressed in a crisp military uniform, his posture imposing and his presence commanding, Jack Frost had transformed into a high-ranking officer from a powerful family, his future blazing with promise. His intense gaze locked onto her before shifting to the little boy beside her—a carbon copy of himself. His voice was deep, firm, and unyielding: "Evelyn Ward. You've been running for four years—hiding my son pretty well, haven't you?" Evelyn stared at the officer, then at her clueless child, on the verge of tears. How had the intimidating youth from back then turned into a military officer?! Now, her secretly born son was completely, undeniably exposed!

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.

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.

"Fuck, Ada…” “Brad...oh, fuck... deeper... harder!” Ada’s shrill voice begged between breathy moans. The banging of the headboard against the wall intensified as Ann froze. No... it couldn’t be! Ann took a deep breath and nudged the door a little more. Her chest felt like it would explode as she held her breath whilst the crack widened. When it revealed her sister lying underneath her husband-to-be, her hands flew to her mouth to stifle the gasp of horror as her heart shattered instantly. As Brad roared his release inside her sister, Ada turned her head towards the door with a smirk. An icy chill descended over Ann as if a bucket of ice water had been thrown over her and she stood and stared, her eyes wide and mouth slightly open in disbelief. Ada lifted her hand and waved in Ada’s direction with a smug smile plastered on her face as Brad collapsed on top of her, kissing her neck tenderly. Is there anything you can do if your mate had sex with your sister?

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...

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."

"You're just an Omega. Be grateful I gave you my name." For three years, Dorothy Miller endured her cold marriage to Alpha Darius Silverclaw—used, neglected, and nothing more than a blood donor for his beloved Sophia. But when the truth finally shattered her heart, the once obedient Omega walked away. And this time, she didn’t look back. Returning to the powerful Blackwood Wolf Pack as its hidden heiress, Dorothy is no longer the fragile girl who begged for love. She's rising—with power, purpose, and a heart no longer easy to claim. But Darius is not ready to let her go. Not now. Not when he finally realizes she was the only one who ever truly mattered. Now the Alpha wants her back—but the Omega he once rejected might just become the Luna he doesn’t deserve. Betrayal, revenge, and redemption collide in this sizzling werewolf romance. Will Dorothy choose love—or rise alone to claim everything that was meant to be hers?

[70s Military Romance + Scientific Military Wife + Revenge Story + Scumbag's Regret] In her past life, Claire Reid abandoned her own dreams to serve the Holmes family her entire life, only to discover on her deathbed that she had been deceived! The man she loved, Ethan Holmes, had secretly married his "white moonlight" long ago, and the child she raised was actually theirs. The marriage certificate she cherished for decades turned out to be fake! Claire died with bitter regret—only to open her eyes and find herself reborn thirty years in the past! This time, she hasn’t yet married that scumbag, nor has she stepped onto the tragic path of her former life. Now, she swears to rewrite her destiny and make them pay for every drop of blood they owe her. The scumbag wants her to take the fall for plagiarism to protect his precious "white moonlight"? She’ll tear the truth wide open, clear her name, and expose that hypocrite to the world! His whole family still expects her to be their meek, obedient little wife? In their dreams! Slapping down schemers and stomping on scum, Claire dominates the 70s with a vengeance! Reclaiming her career, embracing her true self, she uses her scientific expertise and translation skills to contribute to the nation’s progress. And somehow, without even trying, she ascends to the peak of success. When the scumbag comes crawling back, sobbing and begging for a second chance— Claire doesn’t even have to lift a finger. Because standing protectively beside her, tall, imposing, and lethally jealous, is the one who’ll handle it for her. Nathan Blake, the most formidable special forces commander in the military zone, arches a brow and smirks: "Jealous? You’re the one who made me this way."

The pampered heiress wakes up as the family doormat? Her cousin backs out of the wedding at the last minute and shoves her into the role of instant stepmother! The groom walks out on their wedding night? Joanna Mitchell shrugs and goes full chill: in-laws are loaded? Shop, shop, shop—glam, glam, glam! Who knew the little baggage would turn into a sweet cub, and the big baggage into a clingy hubby? Her cousin, reborn, secretly rejoices: dumped the cold-blooded scientist, locked down the rising star—easy win! Then— The rising star becomes a convict? The cousin she looked down on is now doted on by the in-laws, adored by the stepson, and even the once-icy husband showers her with affection. Briony Mitchell rips her handkerchief to shreds: “How did she stumble into all that wealth and luck?!”

Elena died on the operating table, betrayed by her husband, her unborn child already gone. But death? Just her intermission. She woke up in a whole new world—a beastmen's world, where females are rarer than diamonds and the strongest males go mad without a woman's mark to calm them down. And her? Labelled the weakest female alive. An F-rank body with a joke of a status. But hidden inside? Unlimited mental power. Just as she's figuring out this mess, a system pops up with one hell of an offer: Complete the missions. Bond with assigned males. Save this world. Do all that, and you get a one-way ticket back home… for revenge. Sounds simple? Think again. A Wolf General, colder than a blizzard, who should have ended her—ended up letting her mark him. A Fox Prince, all charming smiles and secret schemes, who started playing games only to lose his own heart. A golden Dragon, sunshine-bright and fiercely possessive, who declares her his destined treasure. A shadowy Serpent, too patient and too dangerous, watching her every move from the dark. A Phoenix King, whose love burns so hot he'd reduce empires to cinders for her. They all need her mark. They all want her. And sharing? Not in their vocabulary. Too bad for them— She's not here for love stories. She's here to survive. To climb. To turn their legendary power into her own stepping stones. And one day… To go back and make her betrayers wish they were never born.

【Past & Present Collide + Dual Timelines + Women Uplifting Women】 It all begins when Frostine Whitmore—already branded the shameless woman who seduced her brother-in-law while her sister lay dying—marries into the Marquis's estate as a second wife. She pours her heart andveled blood into running the household, guiding her husband, raising step-children who aren't hers, never once complaining. In return she hears only: “She's atoning for her sin; she has no right to our gratitude.” Then one day golden subtitles drift across her vision. 【WTF? Who green-lit this dog-blood melodrama? Time to roast!】 Frostine Whitmore: ? 【Cold-hearted prick of a husband, ungrateful brats, relatives who scripted your misery. You keep them in your heart, they kick you into the gutter—then laugh behind your back. They’ll squeeze you dry, squeeze out two crocodile tears after you die, and call it remorse.】 Frostine Whitmore: ! 【What are you waiting for? Divorce the lot! You gonna let them wring you dry and waste your whole damn life?】 Frostine Whitmore: !!!! Soon after, the papers are signed. The estate expects her to come crawling back, penniless and broken. Instead she walks away—and lives bold, bright, and free. Celeste Hartley never imagined that shit-posting in a drama's comment section would open a direct line to the tragic heroine inside the screen. She rolls up her sleeves: time to rewrite the script and save the girl—oh, and while we're at it… 【I wanna revive a lost dance and slap the haters. Spot me a court dancer, yeah?】 #SHOCK! Scandal queen resurrects fresco-era dance! Who said she steals roles? This talent doesn’t need to steal. # 【They claim my makeup isn't “period accurate.” Teach me that tipsy-blush look you guys rock.】 #Celeste Hartley shows what REAL retro glam is—straight out of a Tang scroll, living and breathing. # 【And next I want—】 #BREAKING: Celeste Hartley appointed consultant by the National Heritage Authority! #

“You can still call me Mr. Tongue if you want.” Stephan grinned at Alana and licked his lips deliberately, the tip of his tongue gliding back and forth, and reminding her of the night they’d spent together. Rule number one: Avoid entering into wrong rooms. Well, Alana wished that had been easier for her because a wrong room had taken her on a quite crazy ride. And running into him again in the most unexpected place wasn’t in her bingo card. It turns out that Alana’s one night stand was about to get a whole lot more complicated and she had no idea what she was going to do. Because sometimes one night stands never end at one night.

Sophia Rivers had been force-fed fertility drugs by her in-laws for three years before she awakened to the truth—she was the cannon-fodder ex-wife in a period drama. She flung the medicine straight into her husband's face. "Infertile? More like you're the impotent one! I'm done playing the scapegoat in this farce!" The day after the divorce, her ex-husband's superior officer—the infamous "Heirless King of the Military District," Gregory Carter--cornered her at her doorstep. "I'm heirless, you're 'infertile'-- marriage papers are already approved. Let's settle down together, no hard feelings." Sophia gritted her teeth and signed for the sake of her career, only to find herself trapped in the man's embrace that very night. After moving into the military compound, the whole base bet on which of them would outlast the other. Instead, they watched as Sophia developed high-yield military grain strains, while Gregory led his team to victory in international drills. But the real shocker? The supposedly heirless couple ended up with twins -- each boasting an IQ of 180! The night the paternity results came in, Gregory pinned her outside the delivery room, his laughter rough against her neck. "Sweetheart, I lied. That heirless report was just to dodge gold-diggers back then…" "But now? I want a whole damn army with you." While her ex-husband's family was still begging for a miracle baby, Sophia was already cradling her genius children on the national science awards stage. Under the spotlight, Gregory fastened a medal around her neck and declared to the entire country: "My greatest victory wasn't on the battlefield -- it was turning my wife from cannon fodder into the love of this general's life."