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.

Pediatrician Clara Whitman accidentally time-slips to the late seventies. The moment she opens her eyes, she discovers she's been sold at a high price by her heartless uncle's family to be the wife of a village idiot. Meanwhile, their own daughter—Lila Whitman—has stolen her marriage certificate and is living the good life as the bride of a powerful military dynasty. Reborn with full memory of the plot, Clara Whitman tears up the script—she's done playing along! A handful of croton seeds later, her uncle's household is writhing on the latrine; she bolts from the village and heads straight for Beijing to reclaim the engagement herself. But nothing goes as planned: the groom-to-be rejects her on the spot. In a twist of fate she ends up marrying the man's elder brother—nine years her senior, the unattainable "high-altitude flower" William Hayes. Legend says Colonel Hayes has no interest in women and is doomed to leave no heir; yet every night Clara Whitman is coaxed until she sobs and begs for mercy, and after the wedding every pregnancy comes in multiples. When the man seduces her again with "just one more time," Clara Whitman wants to cry: Who said he didn't like women? Total lie! William Hayes, the youngest and most brilliant officer in the regiment, is steady, handsome, his future limitless. Rumor claims he cares for no woman, having pledged his youth to the nation—breaking countless girls' hearts. Then one day word spreads: the colonel has taken leave to honor a seventeen-year-old engagement and married a country girl. Everyone laments: that bumpkin is wasting Chief Hayes! Until the day the cold-faced "King of Hell" William Hayes walks in with a stunning, dewy-eyed lady doctor on his arm—and the room falls silent. "That's no bumpkin!" the crowd gasps. "She's a straight-up goddess!"

Melody Thornfield had been none too bright in her last life, letting her husband’s ex lead her by the nose until she destroyed her own marriage step by step. The moment she leapt from the hospital window, Melody swore that if there were a next life, she would never love Adrian Thornfield again. Yet why was it that the man who had forcibly divorced her in that past life—who had sworn to see her rot in prison—was now… “Mr. Thornfield, the young madam’s company is hiring male designers.” “Mm. Hack their system and change ‘male’ to ‘female.’” “Mr. Thornfield, Mr. Angelis wants to court the young madam.” A certain man rose, murderous aura crackling… The next day, there is a new legend: Lennox Angelis had his leg broken by a baseball bat—wielded by a man burning with jealousy.

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.

In her previous life, Wendy Hartwell married the soldier Nathan Morrison in her cousin’s place; over the years they barely saw each other. After word came that her husband had died, her mother-in-law heartlessly threw her out. She wandered destitute with her three sons, only to be trafficked to the northwest, where her boys met tragic ends. Reborn, Wendy Hartwell storms back with her three little sons in tow: She reclaims the pension, splits the family without hesitation, sets up her own household—no one will ever control her again. Gritting her teeth, she fights her way up, raising all three sons into pillars of the nation. Just as life is turning bright, her husband Nathan Morrison, “dead for three years,” walks through the door—alive—and lays a box brimming with medals at her feet. Having survived countless brushes with death, Nathan had expected his wife to have remarried and the children scattered. Instead he finds her guarding their home, having raised the boys into fine young men; even the youngest has grown tall. The battle-hardened soldier stares, stunned, at the beautiful, fierce woman who doesn’t hesitate to draw a blade when threatened—his heart pounds uncontrollably. From that day on, the iron-blooded war veteran becomes a hopeless wife-devotee, spoiling his family to the heavens.

On the night of her engagement, Vivienne Sterling watched her fiancé clasp hands with her most trusted best friend—fingers interlaced—as they flew off together in blissful secrecy. They thought she'd crumble into tears and never recover. Instead—she turned around and snagged a new boyfriend ten times hotter than her ex, one who pampered her senseless and had terrifyingly deep connections. The new guy was sweet and obedient, driving her crazy in all the right ways—until she could barely walk the next morning. When her ex-fiancé waltzed back early with his so-called "true love" in tow, Vivienne Sterling coldly slid a seven-figure check across the table: "I'm bored. We're done." From then on, she tore the scumbag apart, exposed the fake-gentle rival, cut off her morally bankrupt father, and crushed every scheming opponent in her path. She single-handedly revived a dying national liquor brand and turned it into the country's top label—shutting down every skeptic who'd ever looked down on her. At a high-profile government-business summit, she arrived as an honored guest—only to spot the man at the head of the table: icy glare, suffocating aura, and the exact face of her sweet "little duck." Her assistant whispered, "That's Vincent Thornfield, heir to the Thornfield empire. They say he's ruthless, unhinged—and allergic to women…" Vivienne Sterling's legs nearly gave out. The "boyfriend" she'd dumped was the one man in the city no one dared cross?! Before she could utter a word, the man leaned back in his chair, his gaze dark and piercing as his lips curved into a cold smirk: "Miss Sterling, now that you've got your clothes back on, you're pretending you don't know me?"

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.

【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.

[Beijing-elite crown prince × soft and sweet miracle doctor + foil couple + marriage-first-love-later + army-life daily] Lydia Chambers is the granddaughter of a once-exiled renowned physician. Raised by her grandfather, she mastered acupuncture so exquisitely it bordered on sorcery Yet the fiancé she cherished, Shaun Shepherd, secretly sneered at her as a “bumpkin ignoramus.” An engineer who fancied himself bound for greatness, he clung to a threadbare connection with the Pemberton family and let his nose climb ever higher. In front of a crowd Shaun Shepherd shredded their betrothal token and humiliated Lydia Chambers: “Lydia Chambers, a country girl who’s seen nothing of the world—how could you possibly be Mrs. Shaun Shepherd? I’m calling off this engagement. I’m aiming for real heights, not deadweight like you!” Onlookers buzzed, waiting for her to become a laughingstock: “Without Engineer Shen, a girl from a disgraced family can only marry some dirt-poor farmer.” No one expected Lydia Chambers to turn around and marry the man ten years her senior, the rumored ice-cold Jasper Pemberton, and follow him to the army to start a brand-new life. From that moment, Lydia Chambers and Shaun Shepherd became the sharpest contrast: Shaun Shepherd squeezed into a cramped, damp tube-building, pinching pennies over rice and oil, brows locked in worry; Lydia Chambers lived in a detached white villa on the military compound. Jasper Pemberton shed every ounce of his stern authority, sat beside her, and patiently peeled grapes: “Lydia, slow down. I’ll peel more if you want.” Shaun Shepherd begged everyone he knew, swallowing countless snubs, just to get a bicycle coupon; Lydia Chambers rode in a toasty jeep, treating the wives of high-ranking officers with her miraculous hands. She earned respect and so many gifts her arms ached. Outsiders whispered that Jasper Pemberton had married Lydia Chambers only to cure his old injuries; there was no true affection That rumor was shattered by Shaun Shepherd himself. One day, desperate, Shaun Shepherd tried to use his “Pemberton-family relative” card to ask Jasper Pemberton for a decent job He pushed open the door—and his jaw hit the floor. The man who before others was all iron authority and zero smiles had Lydia Chambers pinned against the door, foreheads touching: “Lydia, give your husband one more needle… cure lovesickness. When I can’t see you, everything hurts.” Lydia Chambers gave a coquettish push, eyes sparkling: “Stop cheating—acupuncture can’t cure lovesickness.” Jasper Pemberton simply pulled her into his arms, chin resting on her hair: “Then just hug me. That’ll do.” Shaun Shepherd froze, face full of question marks: ?? This was the frosty Uncle Pei he’d never dared approach The crown prince of Beijing’s elite, whom he’d tried so hard to court yet couldn’t even meet—actually pleading and clinging to Lydia Chambers like this? [Spoiler alert] The male lead Jasper Pemberton is ten years older than the female lead, the ultimate doting “daddy-type” husband, fiercely protective. He spoils the soft miracle doctor into a little army princess. The foil-couple satisfaction is maxed out; the scumbag ex is eaten alive by regret. No angst, only sugar and healing army-life fluff!

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!

For three years of marriage, Elena Fletcher had lived as a widow in all but name. Andrew Bennett had remained chaste for his sister-in-law, guarding his devotion like a sacred vow—until his elder brother's sudden death shattered the facade, laying bare his forbidden love. When Elena handed him their third-anniversary gift with a cold smile, it was divorce papers. He signed without even glancing at the terms. The moment the divorce was finalized, Elena walked away without looking back. Only when his ex-wife rose to prominence in the pharmaceutical industry, her name on everyone's lips, did Andrew realize the magnitude of his mistake. He fell to his knees, begging for forgiveness—only to find the infamous, ruthless business tycoon wrapping a possessive arm around Elena's waist. Her eyes were red-rimmed, but her smile was radiant as she murmured, "Behave. The baby's listening."

【Military Marriage + 1970s Era + True and False Heiresses + Marriage Before Love + Adorable Baby + Group Adoration】 Livia Forsythe accidentally transmigrated into the body of the true heiress from the 1970s—overweight, unattractive, and utterly despised. On the very day she arrived, she was forced into a marriage certificate, and her new husband made no effort to hide his disgust. "I could never love you," he declared coldly. But Livia was never one to wallow in self-pity. If this was her fate, she’d make the best of it. No drama, no schemes—just a quiet determination to turn her life around. She shed the extra weight, transformed her appearance, and built a career from scratch. She silenced the naysayers and, little by little, melted her husband’s icy heart. Once the most disliked military wife in the compound, she soon became the darling of the entire base. Even her husband’s gaze grew warmer, more possessive. Teasingly, she reminded him, "Commander, didn’t you want a divorce to chase after your ‘white moonlight’? Go ahead. I won’t stop you." But the man closed the distance between them, his voice low and rough. "Sweetheart, our child needs a father." "There is no ‘white moonlight.’ You’re the only one I’ve ever loved."

Chloe Bishop was the city’s golden girl—the "First Lady" of high society. Wealthy, breathtakingly beautiful, and deeply in love, she was the envy of everyone. When Liam was a broken outcast who had lost everything, Chloe was the one who reached out, pulling him from the wreckage of his life. She gave him her heart, her family’s status, and six devoted years. But on the morning of their lavish, multi-million dollar wedding, the dream shatters. Instead of an "I do," Liam leaves her at the altar, delivering a cold confession that pierces like a knife: “The one I’ve always loved is Sara Jay.” Overnight, the city's golden girl becomes its biggest laughingstock. Betrayed by her fiancé and haunted by a dark secret involving her father, Charles, Chloe is expected to crumble. But as the world waits for her to beg for his return, Chloe wipes her tears and offers a chilling smile. "I know he’ll come back crawling eventually," she whispers, stripping off her silk veil. "But this time, I’m done waiting. It's time for the world to see what happens when a 'perfect' woman stops being nice." He broke her heart. Now, she’s going to break his empire.

For seven years, Rose Bennett was Ryan Knight’s secret wife. While all of New York believed Samantha Hikk would become Mrs. Knight, Rose silently endured a cold marriage to a man who never loved her. Until one night, Samantha is rushed into Rose’s emergency room pregnant… and Ryan is the one protecting her. That is the night Rose stops loving him. What Ryan never knew was that Rose had already given birth to his daughter years ago after he rejected both mother and child without hesitation. So Rose walks away—with only two suitcases, a hidden daughter, and the shattered remains of seven years. But the woman Ryan abandoned is no ordinary wife. Rose is the hidden genius behind Aetheris Medical AI, the revolutionary system about to change the entire medical world. As Rose rises to the top, becoming untouchable, powerful, and impossible to replace, Ryan finally realizes the devastating truth— He didn’t lose a woman who loved him. He lost the only woman he would ever love. And by then, even their daughter no longer calls him father.

I died the day before my husband's wedding to his new lover. After six years of marriage, he claimed he was bored and turned to a younger, fresher girl. While I battled cancer, he couldn't even spare me a glance. On the day of my death, I couldn’t resist making one last call to him, my voice trembling with desperation: "Ethan... I'm dying. Could you... come see me?" He hung up without a second thought. "Tell me when you're actually dead." The next day, the hearse carrying my body passed his wedding procession on the street. The man who once hated me most threw everything aside—abandoning his bride, sprinting toward me like a madman... Regret? Too late. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to three years earlier. This time, I decided to let go—to walk away from Ethan Thompson's life for good. But then... *he* lost his mind.

Amelia Bennett had just turned eighteen when her master kicked her out of the mountain, claiming it was time for her to "gain real-world experience." Little did she know, her first stop after descending would be the police station. One moment, the officers were lecturing her about common sense, and the next, they were questioning their entire worldview. Her second client turned out to be her long-lost older brother. She was already mentally preparing for another deadbeat trying to skip payment, only to be whisked away to the Bennett family mansion. Spotting the stunning but fake heiress, Amelia didn't hesitate. "Wow, sis, you're gorgeous! Can I hug you?" What could've been an explosive battle between the real and fake heiresses was effortlessly defused by Amelia. Even better, the beautiful older sister gave her the idea to start a live-streaming fortune-telling business. "Hey streamer, is my boyfriend cheating on me?" Amelia: "Not just cheating—he's also gay." "Streamer, is this Buddhist amulet I bought overseas legit?" Amelia: "Oh, it's legit alright—legit cursed." "Streamer, my sister's missing. Can you help find her?" Amelia: "Check the warehouse freezer. Oh, and by the way, she's literally perched on your shoulder right now." Just as Amelia's streaming career was taking off, she and her gorgeous sister were invited to a variety show. But to her fury, some people actually dared to bully her sister! To the popular idol who kept flaunting his "single" persona: "You playboy! Stay the hell away from my sister!" To the scheming woman who kept causing trouble: "Homewrecker! And you've got a secret love child too!" To the persistent model junior who wouldn't stop pestering her sister: "Back off, or your sugar mommy's gonna be pissed!"

The crippled prince had become a commoner, but he had married a stunning beauty. His wife was a genius in martial arts and was high above others; he was a loser who had been humiliated. After accidentally awakening the spirit of a Divine King, his fate was reversed and he rose to power. From then on, he would crush those who humiliated him and conquer the peerless beauty! Geniuses, in front of me, are all good-for-nothings! Kings are like ants under my feet! I'm the God Slaying King with a single stroke of the Heaven-breaking Sword!

In her last life, Christine Douglas was swindled out of her money by a scumbag, endured domestic violence, and died a miserable death. Her whole family perished in the bitter cold of exile and re-education. Luckily, right before death, she obtained a miraculous pocket dimension and a chance to return to the past. Without hesitation, she killed the scumbag with her own hands, emptied his entire house, and stockpiled mountains of supplies. Back in the 1970s, the scumbag tries to beat her, hides her letters, and swallows her inheritance. Christine Douglas: Reported! Off to the Great Northern Wilderness to drink the wind with your whole family. She survives natural disasters, clears her name, and leads her family back to the city to strike it rich—while the scumbag’s clan chugs northwest wind in the wilderness. Along the way, she also picks up a quietly protective, drop-dead gorgeous guy. Life is sweet, sweet bliss~

Imperial City. Ashford Family’s Seventh Master, Hector Ashford: Rumor paints him as half-god, half-demon—too steeped in slaughter to be anything but a walking curse. Every woman who draws close meets a gruesome end. One day, Hector Ashford—scheming in broad daylight and in the shadows—spirits away a fragile beauty riddled with illness. The Kingsley family only realizes too late, and they won't stand for it… Hector Ashford: I won her fair and square—why shouldn't it count? Some say love at first sight is just lust looking for an excuse. The two who lusted at first sight lower their heads and say nothing. Later, an interviewer asks him to name one flaw in his wife. Hector thinks for a long, long time: Too beautiful, waist too soft, legs too long, smile too sweet, her dancing lethal, her runway walks magnetic, voice too tender… It always ends with me bullying her until she cries~ Everyone: … Kicks the bowl of dog food right off the table!!

A cultivation powerhouse from another realm, Serena Whitaker wakes up reborn in the modern world—now the "poor girl" a wealthy family brought back from the countryside. In their eyes, she's a hopeless mess: reckless with money, addicted to booze, and barely literate. Even Veronica Whitaker, the family's cherished "heiress," sneers that Serena won't even make it into college. Then Serena's masks start getting ripped off—one after another. A viral guzheng virtuoso. A ghostly miracle doctor. A martial arts prodigy. A top-tier, record-breaking film queen… Elite academies fight to recruit her.