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When Lucia is pushed to the brink by Dante, her humble father Sal reveals his true identity as the feared Mafia Godfather—and makes everyone who hurt his daughter pay.

A top preschool teacher gets into a brutal beast world. Instead of dying, he tames savage monsters with a squeaky toy and candy. The beast parents are terrified, thinking he's a dark god. He just pushes up his glasses: "There are no bad kids, only bad teachers."

She bullied the wrong girl! Windy looked down on Rosy, never imagining she was the real heiress. As Rosy finally wins her mother's heart, Windy's greed exposes her plot to steal the family fortune. Watch the imposter fall and the true queen rise in this epic showdown of blood, betrayal, and ultimate vindication!

The only daughter of the tycoon Miles, heir to Rong Group, Mirabel, has finally returned from studying abroad. Miles’s secretary and girlfriend, Regina, eager to gain Mirabel’s approval and secure her marriage into the family, brings along a priceless medical reagent—personally gifted to her by Miles—to greet Mirabel at the airport. But by a twist of fate, Mirabel stops a car and the reagent is shattered. In a fit of rage, Regina, not knowing Mirabel’s true identity, does something to her that she will regret for the rest of her life.

After a contest of strength with Pope Pari, the protagonist Percy won Pari's approval. Pari hoped Percy would succeed him as Pope, but Percy declined, deciding first to search for his origins. Guided by the Pope, Percy arrived in Crow Territory, rescued his sister, and reached the Cohen family. The Cohen family was being invaded by the Ross family. At the critical moment, Percy's mother told him the truth about his origins and urged him to flee. Moved, Percy defeated the invading Brienne and his daughter Fiona, and also encountered Mia of the Outflow Church, who had been searching for him.Brienne and his daughter were rescued by the fallen mage Cru and subjected to evil transformations. While escorting Mia back, Percy came upon mages besieging the transformed Fiona, now an evil dragon, and intervened to defeat the dragon. Cru extracted the dragon bloodline from Brienne and infused it into Fiona, triggering her second evolution into an even more powerful evil dragon. She defeated Percy and tried to kill him. Mia risked her life to save Percy, but was gravely wounded and near death. Percy awakened the Sun God’s blessing, healed Mia, transformed into a seraph, and slew Fiona. Cru fled in resentment. After returning Mia to the Church, Percy once again refused the papacy and chose to hunt down Cru.

Russo underboss Luca and don Damian, lovers, built an empire with black crown tattoos. Finding Damian's affair with Camila (tattoo, blood oath), he shifts assets, flees. Damian takes a birthday bullet for him, yet Luca hears "forget him" to Camila. Framed for Camila's kidnapping, he's sacked, drowned, whipped—14 years to ash.

Triệu Tề xuyên không về thời Dân Quốc, kích hoạt Hệ thống gây chấn động và từ con bạc trở thành người bảo vệ gia đình, cứu dân giữa loạn thế. Sau khi đánh bại thổ phỉ và quân phiệt, anh xây dựng Lạc huyện thành nơi yên bình, nhưng hiểm họa mới vẫn đang chờ phía trước.

The night before our 17th wedding attempt, my mafia husband, Rafaeal Holloway, looks at me and promises an uninterrupted wedding. He solemnly swears. "Gianna, I promise you. I told Natalia that even if the sky falls, she'll deal with it alone." I am five months pregnant by then. After three years of dating and five months carrying his child, we've never managed to make it down the aisle because he's canceled the past 16 weddings. Every single time, it's for his sworn sister, Natalia Sullivan. The first time, she claims she has a fever. I spend the whole night at the hospital, still in my wedding dress, just to find out she has a mild cold. The second time, she claims her chest hurts. Rafael abandons me mid-wedding and rushes to her side, while she's out laughing over afternoon tea with friends. The third time, she cries for fear of thunder. He bolts mid-vows and leaves me alone in a hall full of staring guests. But everything's different now. Three days ago, a letter arrived from Northern Silenzio. My father, the Don of the Rossetti family, has finally summoned me home. If Rafael walks away for Natalia one more time, I'll leave for good.

In the Corvona underworld, there is one unspoken rule. When a Don keeps a new woman by his side for three consecutive months, the Donna must personally remove the signet ring symbolizing her power and place it on the new woman's finger before the entire family. When my husband, Luca, the Don of the Bellini family, announced he would take Mia alone on a three-month business trip, the entire Corvona underworld waited for me to have a meltdown. I had been with Luca Bellini for seven years. I followed him everywhere, refusing to leave his side. I would even wake up in the middle of the night to touch him, needing to know he was there to feel secure. They were all aware of my clinginess and were betting I would never let go. But when Mia extended her hand to me, her voice dripping with saccharine, I didn't shed a single tear. I calmly removed the signet ring engraved with the family crest and slid it onto her ring finger. Luca, lounging in the leather chair at the head of the table, swirled the whiskey in his glass, satisfaction gleaming in his cold blue eyes. "Elara, you've finally learned your place." I lowered my gaze to my bare finger, saying nothing in return. What Luca didn't know was that a month ago, I had recovered all seven years of my lost memories. I wasn't some street orphan at all, but the long-lost Principessa of the Rossi family, the most powerful of the Old World families. In three days, my brother's armed convoy would roll into Corvona to take me home.

On our seventh wedding anniversary, I was straddling my Mafia husband, Lucian, kissing him deeply. My fingers fumbled in the pocket of my expensive silk dress, searching for the pregnancy test I'd hidden there. I wanted to save the news of my unexpected pregnancy for the end of the evening. Lucian's right-hand man, Marco, asked with a suggestive smile in Italian: "Don, your new little canary, Sophia. How does she taste?" Lucian's mocking laughter vibrated through my chest, sending a chill down my spine. He replied, also in Italian: "Like an unripe peach. Fresh and tender." His hand was still caressing my waist, but his gaze was distant. "Just keep this between us. If my Donna finds out, I'm a dead man." His men chuckled knowingly, raising their glasses and swearing their silence. The warmth in my blood turned to ice, inch by inch. The one thing they didn’t know was that my grandmother was from Sicily, so I understood every word. I forced myself to remain calm, keeping the perfect smile of a Donna fixed in place, but the hand holding my champagne flute trembled. Instead of making a scene, I opened my phone, found the invitation I had received a few days ago for a private international medical research project, and tapped "Accept." In three days, I would disappear from Lucian's world completely.