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!"

Everyone thought Astrid married up. What they didn't know-she was always the one out of his league. For two years, Astrid was the silent force behind the Ellsworth empire. She played the obedient wife, stayed out of the spotlight, and turned a crumbling corporation into a market leader-all while being treated like a disposable accessory. When her husband Kieran brought home his "true love" and asked for a divorce, she didn't cry. He thought she'd fall apart without him. Instead, she rose-faster, higher, and fiercer than anyone imagined. Now, world-class corporations fight for her signature. Top medical institutes beg for her guidance. Powerful men compete for her heart. And her ex? He's watching, helpless, as the woman he threw away becomes the one woman he can never reach again. Now he kneels, pleading for forgiveness. She doesn't even slow down.

Five years ago, due to a car accident, William fell from a genius prodigy to being deemed a "fool". Five years later, seven brothers and three uncles of his died on the battlefield on the same day-- ten loyal and brave souls all from one family! At the funeral , when his fiancée—who had broken off their engagement—his incredibly beautiful sister-in-law, who was yet to marry into the family, immediately declared: If you won't marry him, I will! I’m willing to bear children for the Harvey family… William was somewhat nervous: Sister-in-law, please don't do this. I swear I'm not a fool anymore!

The all-powerful Ancestor finished her storyline and died—only to be reborn as a pitiful girl abandoned in the countryside by a wealthy family. Everyone was waiting to laugh at her, but instead, they got slapped in the face—repeatedly. Top of the class? That was her. The legendary miracle doctor? Also her. The mysterious manga artist? Her again. Her hidden identities were everywhere. With a snap of her fingers, she could summon lightning to strike down scumbags. A flick of her wrist, and she had them wailing in agony. Later, her biological parents and brothers came looking for her—each one a powerhouse in their own right. And just like that, she became the ultimate group favorite. Wild and breathtakingly beautiful, the Ancestor was utterly spoiled by that rumored, elusive young master—the one whispered about in legends.

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.

After seven years of marriage, Wesley Monroe remained as cold as ice, but Flora Walker always faced him with a smile. Because she loved him—deeply. And she believed that one day, she could melt his heart. But what she waited for wasn’t his love—it was his love at first sight for another woman. His endless devotion to her. Still, Flora clung desperately to their marriage. Until her birthday. She flew thousands of miles abroad to surprise him and their daughter—only to find he’d taken the little girl to be with that woman instead, leaving Flora alone in an empty hotel room. That night, her heart shattered completely. Watching the daughter she had raised with her own hands call another woman “Mom,” Flora no longer felt pain—only numbness. She drafted the divorce papers, gave up custody, and walked away without a backward glance. From that moment on, she ignored both father and daughter, waiting only for the divorce to be finalized. She buried the past and threw herself into her career. The woman everyone once looked down on rose to build a billion-dollar empire with her bare hands. But no matter how long she waited, the divorce papers never came. Instead, the man who once couldn’t stand to be near her started showing up more and more—clinging to her like a lifeline. And when he found out she wanted a divorce, the proud, aloof Wesley cornered her against the wall, his voice low and dangerous: “Divorce? Not a chance.”

Ashley Sullivan is forced to marry Edwin King, the ruthless heir rumored to be dying, all to replace her sister. But this mute bride hides a powerful secret—she’s a miracle doctor. On their wedding night, she realizes Edwin is the same man she saved the night before, the one who stole her first kiss. He plans to humiliate her, but she shocks him by taming his wild tiger and saving his grandmother with a single needle. When he demands to know who she really is, Ashley meets him with a cold smile and a needle at his throat. “Mr. King, it’s time we settle the score.”

Maxwell Sterling—radiant as moonlight on a breeze—was born into blue-blooded nobility, the golden boy worshipped on every pedestal For four years everyone knew Natalie Monroe was the name carved on his heart; one staged “betrayal” later they crashed out of love in tatters Five years on, he pins her to a wall, eyes blazing with world-ending hatred: “If you vanished from my life, then vanish completely—don’t ever let me see you again.” “Done,” she fires back, clean and sharp He hates her to the marrow… yet still goes crazy for her, still loses control because of her When the truth breaks open, he traps her against the door, eyes blood-shot: “Pay with your lifetime—marry me. Your debt is mine to carry.” #SecondChanceRomance #ElitePower vs. Lawyer #TorturedLove #GrovelCentral #ReverseGrovelette Main Story: Maxwell Sterling / Natalie Monroe (tortured love / sweet-angst) Side Story 1: Grant Sterling / Chloe Summers (marriage-first-love-later / sugary fluff) Side Story 2: Iris Sterling / Julian Ashford (secret-crush-come-true / bittersweet)

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.”

[Face-Slapping Power Fantasy + OP Female Lead + Mystic Arts + Adorable Beasties + Non-Stop Gags + Whole-Family Fave] She was supposed to be the darling of a cliché-rich Mary Sue script, yet a single car crash left Rosalind Blackwood in a vegetative state No one knew she’d actually transmigrated—cultivated all the way to immortality—and then transmigrated back. Hold up! Her family’s gone bankrupt Her second brother mistook some random girl for his “white moonlight” because of a bracelet and turned into her pathetic simp Her third brother got bullied at school and ended up crippled Her fourth sister is actually the real heiress who was swapped at birth And her own life had become someone else’s stepping-stone, trodden on for clout Turns out the whole clan were scripted villains, pure cannon fodder—an entire audience waiting to laugh at their downfall. Rosalind Blackwood: …Hah. Jokes on you; I’m here to deliver shock therapy instead. Face-reading, fortune-telling, demon-busting, talisman-painting, pill-refining—she unveils her skill set one by one. Big shots from every field crawl to her door begging for a single divination or one measly pill. Even the grand masters of the Esoteric Sect call her “Senior.” The ones who once abandoned her now sob and kneel for forgiveness—but before Rosalind can open her mouth, a crowd of heavy weights already boots them out. Get in line if you wanna beg! Soon after, ruins of an ancient sect surface; Rosalind takes one look—the plaque above the gate is unmistakably hers. Could this be her cultivation world centuries later? Then…her master, her disciples—and that certain pain-in-the-neck guy—could they all be here too?

Caught her fiancé in bed with her stepsister? Charlotte Hayes didn't hesitate—she dumped the cheating scum on the spot… only to impulsively marry his uncle in a whirlwind romance. What started as a marriage of convenience quickly turned into something more when her new husband began ruthlessly crushing her enemies and spoiling her rotten. But the way he looked at her grew increasingly… intense. "Divorce!" Charlotte groaned, rubbing her aching back. "I can't take this anymore!" To which the shameless man merely smirked and pulled her closer. "Fine. You get everything—the fortune, the assets… and me." Rumored to be a cold, untouchable billionaire with a heart of ice, Alexander Fletcher was supposed to be immune to love. Yet after the wedding, he became utterly obsessed—clingy, possessive, and insatiably jealous. Now, Charlotte had a new problem on her hands: a husband who refused to let her go.

Time-traveled back to the 70s? Tara Cavanaugh goes full berserk! Evil stepmom? She packs her own daughter off to the countryside—no mercy. Deadbeat dad? She pockets the entire family fortune, down to the last cent. Mom exiled to the Nowhere Northwest? Tara slings a bedroll and chases her to Red Star Brigade—touch my mama and see what happens! Crush busybodies, hunt wild boars, collar child-traffickers—build an empire in one breath! Even the frosty officer Mr. Caldwell meekly moves into her tiny courtyard. Villains queue up for a beating? One swings, she lands one. This era's script? She's rewriting it herself— "Sweet" is only five letters, but she's screaming it a billion times!

Amelia Reid had hidden her true identity while dating her boyfriend, the illegitimate son of a wealthy family, for five years. But when he was officially recognized by the family, his true colors emerged—he swiftly married a socialite and dumped Amelia. Only then did she realize he had been cheating on her for three years. Unrepentant, the scumbag continued to humiliate her. "You can't help secure my position, but she can. You're useless—she's different." "You're beautiful, and I still love you. If you're willing to be my secret mistress, we can still be together." Amelia slapped him hard. "Get lost!" After the breakup, Amelia turned around and hooked her arm around the scumbag's older brother. "Hey there, handsome. Wanna go out?" The man gripped her waist. "Little sister-in-law, was my worthless brother not enough for you?" When the scumbag saw Amelia with someone else, his eyes burned with jealousy—only then did he discover her countless hidden identities. She was the heir to the world's most powerful family. The richest person alive. A tech genius. A top-tier designer. The queen of finance… Regret consumed him. He fell to his knees, begging. "I'm divorced now. I can marry you!" But the most powerful man in the city stepped between them, shielding Amelia. "Try laying a finger on my wife—I dare you."

[Rebirth + Book-Transmigration + Space + Sweet Pampering] Vivian Montgomery died without ever understanding why she had suddenly abandoned her husband and child, married a scumbag, and ended up in a miserable death. Only when her soul drifted did she realize she was nothing more than the disposable original wife in a melodramatic novel— born solely to set off the “true, good, and beautiful” heroine, Stella Kingsley. Marcus Thornfield hadn’t stopped loving her; he’d simply been blinded by Stella Kingsley’s deliberate seduction and sowing of discord, gradually distancing himself from Vivian and their child. Watching Stella Kingsley, cloaked in gentleness, brazenly move into the home Vivian had decorated with her own hands, sleep in the marriage bed she had shared with Marcus Thornfield, coo over him while whispering slander, and—behind closed doors—strike and torment her child at every turn, Vivian saw her little one reduced to skin and bones, eyes cowed with fear. Vivian’s heart felt ripped in two. A torrent of hatred and resentment surged; she coughed up a mouthful of blood onto the Pebbles pendant she’d worn for years, and everything went black. When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to the night before Marcus Thornfield was carried home gravely wounded—the very eve she was fated to be driven by the plot to “abandon husband and child.” Even more startling, with her rebirth the Pebbles at her throat had transformed into a portable space brimming with endless spiritual spring water and ample supplies; the water could nourish the body and cure illness— This time, she would not let the plot steer her, nor repeat her past life’s tragedy!

Her younger brother was beaten to death trying to avenge her! When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to the moment before her divorce! Her ex-husband sneered, "What else can you do besides laundry and cooking? Just wait till you come crawling back to me!" Armed with over a dozen professional certifications, she landed a top-tier housekeeping gig in the upscale district, raking in five-figure monthly pay. Along the way, she even tamed the emotionally withdrawn, taciturn CEO's daughter—who clung to her like glue! At first, Nathan Evans assumed Lilian Hayes was deliberately trying to get close to him. That was, until he walked past her in nothing but a bathrobe. Nathan Evans: "……" Later on, Nathan Evans realized he was growing increasingly attached to Lilian Hayes—far more than he should. That very night, the usually composed and restrained CEO found himself sneaking into the bathroom in the dead of night—flustered and washing his bedsheets in secret! The next morning, a furious Nathan Evans cornered Lilian Hayes against the wall: "What kind of love potion did you slip me?!" Lilian Hayes: "……??" She had just been minding her own business as his nanny, dutifully taking care of his daughter. How on earth had she managed to offend this big shot? Unless… she had wronged him in his dreams?

In her past life, Ella Grant loved Dominic Vaughn so desperately that she lost all dignity—yet not even her death could earn her a single glance from him. The family she trusted with her whole heart turned out to be nothing but imposters, unworthy trash. But now, reborn from the ashes, she lives for herself. Crushing scum, slapping faces, she storms to the top of the entertainment industry, exposing the frauds who stole what wasn't theirs. And when she finally stands at the pinnacle of power, stepping on the heads of those who wronged her, she slams a billion-dollar penalty contract onto Dominic Vaughn's handsome face. "Divorce!" Dominic Vaughn: "Take everything I own. You're not leaving." Ella Grant: "???"

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.

At the age of twenty, Alyssa Scott married the billionaire tycoon known as the "King of Commerce," Fifth Master Bennett. When word got out, everyone scoffed. How could a penniless country girl—a mere pretty face with no connections, just a struggling doctor—ever be worthy of the esteemed head of the Bennett family? But gradually, they discovered that this so-called "poor doctor" with "no background" was actually the treasured jewel of a prestigious medical dynasty in the capital, a prodigious surgeon, the heir to a renowned medical research institute, and even a mysterious designer... The world knew that Fifth Master Bennett had a white moonlight in his heart—an unattainable ideal. As their four-year marriage agreement neared its end, the man handed her a document, his tone gentle yet commanding: "Sign this." "A divorce agreement?" Alyssa's eyes sparkled with unconcealed eagerness and excitement. She had been longing for this moment. The man snorted coldly. "Just sign it!" Not long after, Fifth Master Bennett shamelessly declared, "Since you've borne my child, you're mine for life!"

In her last life, her vicious husband and venomous mother-in-law joined forces to bring her to a wretched death. For three whole days, no one came to claim her body. Three days later, Benedict Crawford—the heir rumored to be richer than nations—traveled thousands of miles to this remote border town. The breathtakingly handsome man, eyes blood-red, clutched her bones in a fierce embrace and buried her with a fortune in gold. Nora Bridges opened her eyes again to find herself seventeen once more. This time, she refuses to obey her backward parents and marry the scum who destroyed her last life. This time, when she meets that same striking, noble, and devoted man—Benedict Crawford—Nora Bridges has only one thought: she will marry him and give him children! And Mr. Crawford has a single life goal: to cherish and protect Nora Bridges forever.

He divorced me for his first love, tossing me aside with a cold check. Broken and humiliated, I walked away—only to return stronger, wealthier, unstoppable. Now, he watches me from afar, eyes filled with regret. But it’s too late. I’m no longer the naive woman who once begged for him.