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Forty-seven-year-old tycoon Lucien Weir, trapped in the body of an eleven-year-old, goes undercover at St. Victor Academy after a student's suspicious death. Inside, he uncovers abuse, fraud, and torture, then risks everything to expose the school and save its children.

Chloe, the true heiress, hides in plain sight while her stepsister steals her gowns, jewels, and car to pose as rich. When Vanessa swipes her black card for a yacht party, Chloe quietly changes the payment code. The bill comes due, the real cardholder appears, and the two impostors' world of stolen luxury collapses.

For seven years in a row, the Moon Goddess chose me to serve as the Saintess of the Silver Moon Pack. And every year, my mate-to-be, Alpha Kael Ashborne, handed the title to my adopted sister, Rosalie. "Rosalie is an Omega. She needs the position if she is ever going to earn the pack's respect." "I promise, Elara. Next year, the title will be yours." My mother baked Rosalie a cake to celebrate and dressed her in a one-of-a-kind gown sewn with moonstones. My father watched me as though he expected trouble, then let out a weary sigh. "Elara, could you try being generous for once and stop making a scene?" A bitter smile tugged at my lips. They had no idea why I had fought so hard for the Saintess title for seven years. I had Wolf Soul Decay Syndrome, and only the Silver Spring water reserved for the Saintess could save me. And now, I had only one month left to live. I no longer cried or argued. I simply nodded and agreed to everything they asked. They thought I had finally grown up. They thought I had learned to put Rosalie first. What they did not know was that I would soon be gone for good.

Marcella, ruler of the Vitiello family, returns home after years abroad only to find her husband Graham favors Mallory, his illegitimate adopted daughter. Her biological daughter Elowen has lost the heirloom necklace, dropped out of elite school and endured long-term abuse. Surveillance footage exposes their crimes; the housekeeper turns out to be Mallory’s grandmother.

Betrayed and murdered by Preston and Mia, heiress Serena Sinclair wakes up back in college and cuts off Preston’s black card, wealth, and fake Wall Street status. Teaming with secret heir Arthur Sterling, she crushes every scheme, exposes her true identity, destroys her enemies, and gets the ultimate revenge—and a diamond proposal.

At a New York auction, heiress Serena Hale and her ailing mother-in-law are attacked by Lorraine, a woman claiming to be billionaire Morgan Kensington's real wife. With stolen proof and Serena's own husband backing the lie, the impostor turns humiliation into torture. But when the real Morgan arrives, one chauffeur's deception unravels—and Serena discovers the cruelest betrayal came from inside her own family.

At a New York auction, Serena and her sick mother-in-law are humiliated by Lorraine, the so-called "legitimate wife of the richest man." Even Serena's own husband Mason denies them. When the real richest man Morgan arrives, he exposes her driver as the mastermind behind the fake-wife scheme. The cruelest twist: Mason himself orchestrated the whole farce to seize the family fortune. Serena fights back from the brink and makes every perpetrator pay.

Elara, a gifted staff crafter and sole disciple of the continent’s only Great Archmage, hides her identity as a commoner and lends her flawed Starshine Staff to her friend Fiona. Greedy Fiona uses the staff to curry favor with noble Caleb, bullies Elara relentlessly, and frames her for a magic accident during combat class. The academy court, biased toward nobles, sentences Elara to have her magic crippled. Just before punishment, her long-lost mentor Archibald crashes the trial. The Eye of Judgm

Saved by Lauren Sinclair from his creditors, Andrew is pulled into her scheme to impersonate a missing heir. His swift appointment as General Manager leaves someone deeply displeased, who then orchestrates a violent challenge to his authority.

I was born with a built-in fortune system. Whenever I'm happy, everyone around me makes money. To keep me in a good mood, my billionaire father takes me out on adventures every single day, showering me with limited-edition sneakers, private yacht charters, and one-of-a-kind luxury items. It all comes down to one thing: the Connolly Group's luck is tied directly to my emotional state. As long as I'm laughing hard enough to snort, the stock price climbs and the money pours in. The moment my mood tanks, the losses start. At worst, the whole thing goes bankrupt. Take last month. One of the cleaning staff accidentally tossed out half a macaron I'd left sitting on the counter, and I was mildly annoyed for about a second. The next day, the Connolly Group's West Coast division posted a hundred-million-dollar loss. Dad spent the entire night buying up ten gourmet bakeries and terminating the cleaning company's contract just to smooth things over. After that, nobody in Manhattan's upper-crust social scene dared so much as look at me sideways. That was, until Dad flew out to Los Angeles on business, and Isabella, the long-lost biological daughter who'd just been found, walked into my room. "You've been leeching off this family for years," she said, looking down at me with pure contempt. "Did you actually think draining the Connolly name dry made you the real heiress? I'm the one with Connolly blood. Now that I'm back, it's time for you to crawl out of my house." I didn't react. She picked up the black coffee sitting nearby and poured it straight onto my keyboard. I watched the screen go dark, and something hollow opened up in my chest. "Get on your knees and clean it up." I wiped the coffee off my face. The air had gone cold. The Connolly Group was about to implode, and I found myself wondering whether Dad, thousands of miles away in LA, was already reaching for his heart medication as he watched billions evaporate off the ticker.