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Aria, the secret heiress to Aegis Group, hides her identity to support boyfriend Carter’s rise to a top law firm. When he dumps and humiliates her for a richer woman, Aria strikes back, reveals her true status, and—with Vance Tech CEO Damian at her side—destroys everyone who looked down on her.

She was released from the asylum. But the real madness was waiting at home. How do you fight an enemy everyone loves? How do you expose a lie when you're called the liar? Anna knows the truth. She plays the obedient daughter, smiling as her adopted sister steals her life. They think they've tamed her. They are wrong. And the real Anna is just beginning her game. Adapted from the short story "Jia Qian Jin Shi Xi Jing, Dan Wo Shi Shen Jing A" by Shi Tu Jiu Jiu, from Fanqie Novel.

Sarah, the true heiress of the Duke of Asophis, was swapped at birth and forced into a life of hardship. Sixteen years later, she returned, not to beg for her family's recognition, but to take back everything that rightfully belongs to her. With her intelligence and determination, she confronted her enemies, restored her rightful place in society, and ultimately found both success and love in a gripping journey of revenge and redemption.

I married Don Matteo in secret. Every time he fucked his childhood sweetheart, he promised me a real wedding，in front of the Five Families. For five years, Matteo promised me ninety-nine times. And ninety-nine times, he left me at the altar. The first time, Cecilia’s prize-winning show cat died. To comfort her, he postponed the wedding for three months. I stood at the altar alone, eyes red, trying to calm down the family elders. The second time, Cecilia threw a tantrum at a casino and shattered a hundred-million-dollar antique vase. He diverted the private jet meant for their wedding and rushed through the night to clean up her mess. And every time, right before our wedding, his childhood sweetheart would have some kind of emergency. I cried. I screamed. I even held a gun to his head. But Matteo would just pin me against the wall and shut me up with a cold, hard kiss. “She’s just a fuck. You are Mrs. Falcone. Have some goddamn class.” After the ninety-ninth time, I was finally done. I slid the papers across the table. The ink was still wet, the Falcone family seal stamped at the bottom. “Our marriage, our alliance—it’s over.”

Five years ago, I threw myself in front of a bullet meant for my husband and lost my hearing in the process. Nico Marchetti learned sign language, held my hand through every doctor's appointment and swore he would protect me for the rest of his life. On the night I discovered his betrayal, he sat across from me at a dinner table surrounded by his capos and smiled, "Giulia is the only woman I love. But I hide it well because if she ever found out about Valentina, she'd leave me." Then he carved his steak and placed it on my plate like a devoted husband. What he didn't know was that I had regained my hearing exactly seven days earlier. I had already contacted the Benedetti family. I had already arranged my escape to Sicily. All I had to do was wait seven more days. Then I disappeared from Nico Marchetti's life forever.

For generations, the women of House Silvermoon have carried a unique blessing. Our blood ensures high fertility. More importantly, it purifies the lineage of those we bind with. Because of this, the moment a daughter of our house comes of age, she becomes the most coveted prize in the realm. In my past life, my older sister, Clara, looked down on the brutal, cold-blooded dragon shifters. Her heart was set on the elegant Elven Prince. She fully believed she would rule the Nightwood at his side. She got her wish. And I was readily married off to the Dragon Prince, Kail, in her stead. No one expected that within a year, I would give birth to a pure-blood dragon—the first sole heir the Dragon Clan had seen in centuries. Overjoyed, Kail crowned me his only Queen the day he ascended the throne. Under his rule, the dragons conquered the continent. My position was secured, and I enjoyed endless wealth and absolute power. Meanwhile, Clara discovered the grim reality of the elven court. The prince was a notorious womanizer. Clara was merely an insignificant consort, drowning in tears while she watched the entire realm bow at my feet. Jealousy ate her alive. During a family gala, she lured me to the edge of a cliff and pushed me into the abyss. But when I opened my eyes again... the dragon bridal envoy was already at our gates. And Clara, without a single moment of hesitation, accepted the proposal. I knew instantly—she had been reborn, too. What she doesn't know, however, is that becoming the Dragon Prince’s bride is the easy part. Winning his heart? Surviving long enough to bear his child? That is next to impossible.

After her Alpha brother betrays her and leaves her to die, Tessa gets a second chance. This time, she walks away from the man she once worshipped and agrees to marry Zane Steele, the feared Alpha rumored to be a killing machine. But behind his cold reputation lies a love he's hidden for eight years. As her past returns and enemies plot against her, Tessa must learn to trust again—and discover that the mate she stopped chasing may be the one fate chose for her all along.

Victor, the heir of Yates family, married into the Walton family as a live-in son-in-law, enduring five years of abuse from his cruel wife, Yolanda Walton. Forced to drink foot water, beaten by thugs, and trapped in her web of manipulation, he finally decided to get a divorce. Reclaiming his business empire, he reunited with his true love, Claire Shaw. Enraged and abandoned, Yolanda faked a pregnancy and stormed their wedding, only to have her lies exposed by her own lover. She fell. They rose. Love wins.

She gifted him a mansion and a masterpiece script, lifting a nobody to stardom. He repaid her by stealing her home and her words, siding with a plagiarist to erase her name. She stopped playing nice. She cleared his crew, froze the copyright, and trapped him in a debt spiral. But when power replaces pain, can she ever trust again?

With a sharp gunshot, my husband of twenty years, Marcus De Luca, rushed in front of me and took the bullet for me. As he lay dying, he spoke gently. “Nerina, live well.” I held him in my arms. My tears kept falling as I pressed hard against the wound in his chest. But he only touched my hair. His eyes fell on Vivian’s body. “She’s dead. I have no reason to live either.” It felt like a bullet had gone through my head. All the blood in my body froze. “She suffered in Sicily for twenty years.” “She finally came back, and now she died in front of me.” “Please stay alive. Bury me with her.” “If there is another life, don’t let her go to Sicily in your place again.” “Please make us whole.” His hand fell. My world collapsed. When I opened my eyes again, I was standing in front of Marcus’s father. The old Don looked at me. “Your wedding with Marcus is set for three days from now.” I lifted my head and spoke calmly. “Marcus’s bride should not be me. It should be Vivian.” “As for Sicily, I’ll go.”