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.

After a night of drunken absurdity with her nominal uncle, Pei Yan, Ming Yanxi's life plunged into an abyss. For eight years, she loved him wholeheartedly, yet all she received in return were humiliations and cold stares. Her daughter was exploited by her husband as a kidney donor for his beloved's son, leading to her eventual tear-filled demise. As she decided to end her life clutching her daughter's ashes, Pei Yan was hosting a grand birthday party for his beloved's son. When she woke once more, she was reborn. This time, she swore to make Pei Yan pay! In her past life, he mocked her for her bed-climbing schemes; in this life, she coldly declared she would sever all ties with him. In her past life, she had her works plagiarized by his beloved, and he laughed at her jealousy and narrow-mindedness; in this life, she stepped onto the awards podium, glory surrounding her, trampling on his beloved. In her past life, he favored his beloved and regarded her tears and blood as nothing; in this life, she'd show him the true meaning of heart-rending pain. Pei Yan assumed Ming Yanxi was merely playing tough but would eventually fall back into loving him as she did. However, when she turned around coldly, his hand could no longer catch hers. Desperate, Pei Yan chased after her, red-eyed and begged in a low voice, "Yanxi, don't leave... I only love you."

Eight weeks before my wedding, I caught my fiancé Jarrod Getson cheating at the bridal shop. The other woman was wearing the wedding gown I had reserved, yet he said she looked better in it. For seven years, I co‑founded Vanguard Industries alongside him, rising with him from nothing to the pinnacle of the industry. He saved the other woman's contact under the name 181 Seconds — not some fleeting three‑minute infatuation, but that one extra second he chose to give her. He even mocked me to his friends, claiming I would never leave him. But not this time. I flushed my ring away, sold our marital home, and signed the asset‑separation agreement… After I cut every tie of our seven‑year romance, Skyler Henwood — the man I had once rejected in marriage — came back into my life. Jarrod's eyes glistened, raw with desperation. "Clementine, don't go." This time, I get to choose who I want.

Vivian Ashford had her entire family murdered by her scumbag husband in her previous life, and she herself was imprisoned and beaten to death! She gritted her teeth: Fill the dimensional space with gold and grain, then drag those enemies out and kill them all over again! Just as she was sharpening her knives, her cousin—who had married into the countryside in her past life—suddenly wanted to swap marriages with her, even throwing in a chest of gold as dowry? Vivian Ashford's expression changed instantly: Only a fool would refuse! Turns out the groom seemed to have mistaken her for someone else? Whatever, might as well roll with it—this one looks even more handsome! The man kept his cold face and drew a clear line: Fake marriage, don't get any ideas. Vivian Ashford nodded: Fine, won't stop me from finding a pretty young thing later. Later, the man pinned her against his chest with desperate force, his voice hoarse with accusation: "Wife... look at me..." Vivian Ashford was stunned: I almost had my puppy lined up, what are you doing?!

Reborn into a novel as the doomed supporting character, Scarlett must confront her past loves and the men who wronged her. But as she sheds her innocence and takes control, the tables turn. The CEO, the obsessive ex, and the cunning idol all vie for her attention, but can she trust their intentions? And what will happen when the truth about her past is finally exposed...?

【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! #

Serena Whitmore's boyfriend of six years cheated on her—and with her best friend, no less?! Serena felt like all her bad luck had converged on the day she returned to T City. She'd come back secretly to surprise her boyfriend, only to get the shock of her life at her best friend's place instead. Betrayed by both of them, she went out to drown her sorrows and ended up passed out on the street, blocking a random car. And damn, the driver was gorgeous. Serena wrapped herself around his leg: "Take my clothes off, get me cleaned up, I'm yours." The next morning, she left a few hundred bucks on the nightstand and slipped away without a sound. Five years later, she returned with three impossibly cute babies in tow. A random job application landed her face-to-face with their father! What?! He's my boss—the filthy rich, loaded, obscenely wealthy CEO of the Sterling Group?! Dominic Sterling: "Woman, why so distant? You weren't like this five years ago." Serena: "...Please, I just want to grab my kids and run."

In her past life, Isla Montclair gave everything to her sister, Vivienne, and her fiancé, Ronan - her smarts, her opportunities, everything that should have been hers - only to be betrayed on her wedding eve by the two people she trusted most. Now reborn two months back, Isla won't sit back and let them have it all; she's going to reclaim what's hers and make sure Ronan and Vivienne get exactly what they deserve. With her past knowledge and experience, she's building her escape plan, and no one will manipulate her, deceive her, or belittle her this time. But in this second chance at life, she didn't expect her famous boss, Lucian Vale, to have his eyes on her. He watches her silently, smiles at her, assists her, and his eyes bury deep secrets inside. She doesn't understand him, and she won't let him trick her too. But Lucian Vale is also here to reclaim what should have been his, and he won't be standing back watching anymore.

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.

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!

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.

Having framed by her stepmother, she had one absurd night with a mysterious man. Finally, she had been forced to be an outcast and away from home to a foreign country. Five years later, she returned back with a pair of beautiful twin babies! However, right of this day, she was in trouble by provoking a superior CEO who is indeed handsome and elegant but also cold and cruel. What even shocked her more is that his appearance! Not only pretty but too weird! Why does her little boy just look like a smaller edition of him! Is there any relationship between... Two long legs stopped in front of her, held up her way, as well as her fast-running thinking. A gorgeous male voice sounded like a cello, "Hey, woman, I am afraid you should have a talk with me about the custody of the children!"

Reborn, Serena Morrison ripped the household register to shreds with her bare hands, strode out with queen-level swagger, and was whisked straight home by her trillion-yuan tycoon dad. Serena, who’d always preferred keeping her head down, got a crash course on her first day: every single one of the fifty-five students in the class was wired to the gills with connections. She shook her head. Can't mess with them can't, can't, can't. Random classmate: “Serena, didn't you say you were from the countryside with zero backing?” Random classmate: “Serena, didn't you say you were easy to bully?” Random classmate, sobbing: “Serena, I was wrong please don't end me!” Fine. If that's how it is, Serena stopped pretending and flipped her cards: she's the ultimate connected student in the room. Her dad? A hundred-billion-dollar magnate. Big brother? CEO of a multinational conglomerate. Second brother? Runs an entertainment empire with stars everywhere. Third brother? The reigning king of pop. And her fiancé? The richest man on the planet. As for Serena herself—she's just your average Jane with a billion alternate identities. Totally ordinary. The entire class coughed blood in unison: “Serena, you call that ordinary?!”

Evelyn Ashford became the cannon-fodder supporting female in a period drama, fated to have her jade space, family fortune, and even her own little brother snatched away by the heroine. According to the script, her whole family would die tragically, while the heroine would ride their corpses straight into the male lead’s arms and ascend to the pinnacle of life. Evelyn laughed. “I know this script by heart but this time, I’m the one writing it.” She bound the spatial jade before anyone else could, then packed off her scheming uncle who’d been drooling over the inheritance along with his entire family to hard labor in the Great Northwest. After that, she took the fortune and her brother and sauntered off to the countryside. The heroine was dumbfounded. Where’s my golden finger? Where’s my inheritance? Where’s my backup little brother? Evelyn didn’t even look back. “Yours? Got your name on it?” Life in the countryside turned out sweeter than expected. She gathered herbs on the hills, hauled river delicacies from the streams, and occasionally gave the villagers a few acupuncture sessions. From being treated as an outsider, she rose to be revered as a miracle doctor; the county hospital begged her three times to take a post. Then one day, she picked up an injured man by the roadside…

By a twist of fate, she became the dazzling Young Miss of the Miles family. When the real heiress showed up, she chose to stay, only to find herself entangled in a premeditated plot, resulting in dishonor and misery till the end. Given a second chance at life, when the real heiress showed up, she—the counterfeit heiress—left without hesitation. She tightly held on to what had been taken away from her in her previous life. Tearing down the wicked women and kicking away the bad men, she rose to the pinnacle. She thought she would have to fight alone, however, her real mother stepped in, "Who dares to bully my daughter, I'll fight them to the end!" Her brothers vowed, "Little sister, we've got your back!" Astor declared, "Whoever dares to bully my woman, is seeking death!" Wait a minute, when did she become his woman?

Serena Whitmore opened her eyes to find a drop-dead gorgeous man with eight-pack abs unbuttoning his pants right in front of her! Only then did she realize she’d transmigrated into a period drama novel as the tragic ex-wife of the male lead. According to the plot, she would soon divorce her disabled husband out of disgust, then spend the rest of her life as the pitiful foil to the transmigrated heroine who would bear the male lead five loving children. Serena Whitmore smiled: The pocket dimension is mine, the male lead is mine, and the storyline is mine too! The transmigrated heroine plans to heal the male lead with a spirit spring? One flick of Serena’s silver needles: “Sterility? Two jabs and it’s cured!” Need cash after the house raid? The space gives tenfold returns—pauper to ten-thousand-yuan household in seconds. No grain for the countryside? She buys up the black market, tenfold returns again, and the whole village dines on canned food. Drought with no water? She drains West Lake in one turn, then irrigates ten thousand mu with spirit spring water. When the transmigrated heroine finally counts down to the day of returning to the city, she finds the husband who should have been divorced gently cradling Serena Whitmore’s waist, his gaze tender: “Take it slow—our little one’s kicking again?” And that spirit-spring pocket dimension she’d marked out so early? It’s long since become Serena Whitmore’s personal warehouse. Nestled in the man’s arms, Serena Whitmore flashes the heroine a lazy smile: “Sorry, darling—” “I rewrote your script.”

Thea loved Ethan with a devotion that bordered on madness—only for him to grind her heart into dust. She surrendered her pride, her dignity… until the day she staged her own death in a calculated explosion, vanishing from his life forever. Now Thea returns, forged in the fires of betrayal. No more blind devotion. No more fragile heart. This time, she wields her pain as a weapon—razing enemies to the ground while building an empire from the ashes of her past. The world whispers about Ethan's descent into obsession. The tycoon who once discarded her now drowns in regret, chasing the ghost of a woman who no longer exists. But Thea's gaze slides past him like he is invisible. After all, she has more important matters—like auditioning stepfathers for her cherubic child.

The youngest daughter of the Tang family, Lydia Bell, went missing unexpectedly, prompting her seven brothers to venture into different fields with one singular purpose—to find their sister. Following her master's instructions, Lydia Bell waited at the back of the mountain, hoping her brothers would come to take her home. When she spotted Sebastian Bell, she greeted him sweetly, "Hello, brother. I'm your little sister." At first, Sebastian was skeptical, but soon he melted, cooing, "Sweetheart, look at me! I'm your seventh brother!" The workaholic eldest brother halted an important meeting and rushed home, barking at the others, "Move aside! You're blocking my view of our sister!" The second brother, a research-obsessed university professor, declared, "I'm opening a kindergarten. I want to take my sister to and from school every day." Meanwhile, the third brother, a star athlete, announced without hesitation, "I'm retiring! I'm going home to be with my sister!"

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~"

One IVF mistake. Two billion dollars. One very possessive Alpha. I thought I was saving my mate. My fiancé, my future Alpha—he was lying in a coma after a rogue attack. Desperate to give him an heir, I turned to IVF. But the lab made a mistake. Instead of his seed, they implanted me with the genetic material of Logan Vale. The most powerful, most feared, and most untouchable Alpha in existence. Now I’m carrying his heir. And he’s not letting me go. *** "You underestimated me, little Omega," he growls, his eyes burning like molten gold. His grip is iron on my waist, his voice a dark promise against my throat. "I don't just want the pup. I want all of you. Every inch. Every scream. Every time you call my name." His lips brush my ear, hot and merciless. "Now get on your knees. And this time? You stay." But I'm not that fragile Omega anymore. Something inside me is waking up. Something ancient. Something that even Logan Vale might not be ready for.