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My father was one of the first dons to rise out of the Naples mob. My mother was an iron-fisted businesswoman with a reputation that made grown men flinch. When I was ten, somebody had the nerve to hijack one of my father's freight ships. He had the man's arms and legs broken with a crowbar, then stuffed a handful of gold rings down his throat — told him to count his money while he crawled. When I was fifteen, some scheming woman tried to get her claws into my father. My mother hired the filthiest pimps off the docks, shipped her down to a back-alley bar in Marseille, and told her to make her own way. And me — I grew up running the streets of Naples like I owned them. The sons of every other family knew to call me Miss Ferrante and keep their hands to themselves. Then I met him. A rough, quiet man fresh out of the army. For him I put down the knives, traded the silk for plain cotton, and followed him back to that little nothing of a coastal town, Porto Scuro. Today my mother-in-law and my husband went down to the dock warehouses to settle a dispute. They held her face down in a barrel of rotting fish guts. They kicked in three of his ribs. I stared at the salt fish I'd been slicing on the kitchen board, let out a cold laugh, and brought the knife down so hard the oak split in half. Then I dialed my father's private line.

My father was one of the first dons to rise out of the Naples mob. My mother was an iron-fisted businesswoman with a reputation that made grown men flinch. When I was ten, somebody had the nerve to hijack one of my father's freight ships. He had the man's arms and legs broken with a crowbar, then stuffed a handful of gold rings down his throat — told him to count his money while he crawled. When I was fifteen, some scheming woman tried to get her claws into my father. My mother hired the filthiest pimps off the docks, shipped her down to a back-alley bar in Marseille, and told her to make her own way. And me — I grew up running the streets of Naples like I owned them. The sons of every other family knew to call me Miss Ferrante and keep their hands to themselves. Then I met him. A rough, quiet man fresh out of the army. For him I put down the knives, traded the silk for plain cotton, and followed him back to that little nothing of a coastal town, Porto Scuro. Today my mother-in-law and my husband went down to the dock warehouses to settle a dispute. They held her face down in a barrel of rotting fish guts. They kicked in three of his ribs. I stared at the salt fish I'd been slicing on the kitchen board, let out a cold laugh, and brought the knife down so hard the oak split in half. Then I dialed my father's private line.

My father was one of the first dons to rise out of the Naples mob. My mother was an iron-fisted businesswoman with a reputation that made grown men flinch. When I was ten, somebody had the nerve to hijack one of my father's freight ships. He had the man's arms and legs broken with a crowbar, then stuffed a handful of gold rings down his throat — told him to count his money while he crawled. When I was fifteen, some scheming woman tried to get her claws into my father. My mother hired the filthiest pimps off the docks, shipped her down to a back-alley bar in Marseille, and told her to make her own way. And me — I grew up running the streets of Naples like I owned them. The sons of every other family knew to call me Miss Ferrante and keep their hands to themselves. Then I met him. A rough, quiet man fresh out of the army. For him I put down the knives, traded the silk for plain cotton, and followed him back to that little nothing of a coastal town, Porto Scuro. Today my mother-in-law and my husband went down to the dock warehouses to settle a dispute. They held her face down in a barrel of rotting fish guts. They kicked in three of his ribs. I stared at the salt fish I'd been slicing on the kitchen board, let out a cold laugh, and brought the knife down so hard the oak split in half. Then I dialed my father's private line.

In her past life, the wealthy lady concealed her talents and sacrificed everything, only to end up with a tragic fate. In this new life, she reveals her true abilities, takes down her bad relatives, and ultimately stuns the world, winning back the heart of the powerful CEO.

Emily Evans has always lived the life of a wealthy wife, but one day she discovered that her son called another woman mom and her husband was eating at another woman's house...

The hero proposes, but his girlfriend demands more bride price. He refuses, yet his father forces the marriage because her family is wealthy. Humiliated in her household, he endures her male friend. On the brink of death, he inherits divine power and returns to punish them.

Hela, Queen of the Underworld, is betrayed and brutally killed by Loken, a descendant of a false god. Goddess Freyja turns back time, sending Hela ten years into the past. Hela publicly strips Loken of his privileges, exposes his lie about being her savior, and joins forces with the exiled God of War, Kael. Using a master-servant contract to control Loken as bait, Hela foils the priestly family's conspiracy, rescues the Goddess of Winter, Skadi, and forges a god-slaying blade to face the ancient fire god, Surtr. In the end, Hela and Kael slay the ancient god through their soul resonance, bring an end to Ragnarök, and rule Helheim together.

Joelle discovered her husband's infidelity and intended to divorce him, ensuring him to be left with nothing. Her husband, on the other hand, wanted to kill her. After having a narrow escape, she underwent a complete transformation, disguised herself and came back with the new identity of Laura in order to approach her husband and seek revenge.

Everyone believed Alpha Dominic Hale was obsessed with Lyra. He slaughtered for her, forced the mate bond on her, and kept her by his side for eight bloody years. Then he chose another Luna and called Lyra too dirty to stand beside him. On his wedding day, she drove a silver knife into his heart and vowed to make him repay every scar he had given her. But the deeper her revenge went, the more horrifying the truth became. The mate she loved was also the monster who destroyed her family.

"In her previous life, Viola possessed the rare “Sacred Bloodline Physique,” which gave her an exceptionally high fertility rate. She was chosen as a mate by Eric, a pure-blooded werewolf, but due to Eric’s hidden genetic defect, she endured a difficult birth and gave birth to a husky pup instead of a pure-blood wolf cub. Eric cruelly killed the child by smashing it to death and then strangled Viola. Reborn on the day of the mate selection ceremony, Eric mistakenly believed that his follower Selena had given birth to three pure-blood wolf pups in their previous life, so he chose Selena before anyone else. Viola, meanwhile, naturally became the mate of Leonard, the unpopular young master of the family. In this life, Viola joins forces with Leonard to uncover the truth behind Eric’s fake pure-blood husky lineage, crush the scumbag and the other woman, and successfully give birth to four extraordinary pure-blood black wolf pups. In the end, she rises to the top of the werewolf hierarchy, becoming the ultimate ruler of the wolf clan while finding her true and perfect love."