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On her way to her father's funeral, Elaine Foster was nearly killed by a hitman hired by her stepmother. But when she woke up, she had somehow become Audrey Parker, the wife of a powerful business tycoon. "Hahaha! Now I can cling to my CEO husband and crush those scumbags!" she thought gleefully.Before she could even celebrate, her so-called husband coldly tossed a divorce agreement in front of her. "Audrey Parker, sign this. It's your last chance."Divorce? Not a chance! She’d rather lose her life than her marriage."My love for you is as boundless as the rushing river, as unstoppable as the Yellow River in flood! How could you bear to leave me?"The CEO’s lips twitched, and after a long pause, he managed only one word: "Leave."Elaine took a step closer, batting her eyelashes as she playfully poked his chest. "Leave... and roll right into your arms?""Shameless."She clasped her hands together in mock courtesy. "You flatter me."From that day on, she embarked on a fearless journey—backed by the mighty CEO, no ghost or demon could touch her. 
"Professor, I'd like to apply for the Starlight Project." Winona Jensen's voice cuts through the silence of the room.On the other end of the line, David Langley is surprised. "Winona, didn't you turn it down last time because of your boyfriend? What changed your mind all of a sudden? You're aware that this is a classified project, right? Once you commit, you'll be entirely isolated from the outside world for a full five years. You really need to think this through."Winona had made the call after coming to a decision, so her tone is firm. Seeing how determined she is, David relents."Well, if you're sure, then come to the university and sign the agreement. The project starts in two weeks. Someone will come to pick you up then. You and your boyfriend seem pretty close, so make sure you talk to him properly about all this." 
"I can feel it," he said with his back still turned to me."What?""You eye-raping me," he chuckled and turned around."Don't you own a shirt?" I rolled my eyes at him, trying to keep my cool. "And why are you calling me out here for?"Ryder smirked. He cleaned his hands with a towel and tossed it off somewhere. "To pick up where we left off," he said as he stalked towards me.I didn't move away, I was too entranced. In one swift move, Ryder grabbed my face with both hands and he kissed me fiercely and passionately. Just the contact was enough to send shivers up and down my spine. I couldn’t hold back anymore, so I kissed him back, feverishly. He smiled and I smiled too, and he used this opportunity to slip his tongue inside.***What happens when a girl falls in love with the one person she's not supposed to?***"You and me, and never us: a complicated series of almost-interactions."It's the summer before college and Kara is forced to spend the holidays with her new family. Little does she know, a lot can happen in one hot summer.The moment Kara lays her eyes on Ryder, she knows she's a goner. She has never met anyone as sexy, fun, and liberating. But she's made a promise that she won't give herself away before marriage.The moment Ryder lays his eyes on Kara, he knows his life wouldn't be the same again. He has never met a girl so pure and genuine. He's made it his life mission to be with her, for better or for worse."If God is love, you're my religion."Sometimes we can't choose who we fall in love with. Kara and Ryder's love for one another is the kind of love that only comes once in a blue moon, but unfortunately, they can never be anything more than a brother and sister. All that love, yet it is barely anything at all... 
I've had a crush on Liam Jenkins, a good friend of my father's, for ten years.Feeling sorry for me, my father decides to spike Liam's drink before sending him to my room. The morning after, Liam coldly agrees to marry me. Shortly after we tie the knot, Liam begins to go on frequent business trips abroad. Before I know it, he's been gone for three whole years.I give birth to our daughter, Ivy Jenkins, and continue to wait for him to return.Three years later, he finally decides to head back to the country. Upon receiving the news, I cancel an important engagement and head to the airport with Ivy to welcome him home. However, when Ivy asks him for a hug, he gives me a cold-hearted look."Sorry. I'm a bit of a neat freak," he says.From that day onward, Ivy and I wash our hands obsessively and make sure that the house is spotless. Despite our efforts, Liam never comes home or even holds our daughter.One day, I stumble upon a video. "What's the happiest moment of your life, Liam?" someone asks him.Liam replies absentmindedly, "Probably the time I pulled Amy into the bathroom after we put Jenna to bed last week."The group cheers, but I feel my blood run cold.Amy Miller is Liam's ex-girlfriend, and Jenna Miller is Amy's daughter. The rumors are true—Liam had been living with them while he was abroad. Utterly heartbroken, I file for divorce. Then, I terminate my residency and depart the country with Ivy after leaving him a copy of the divorce papers. 
Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé.Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now—billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn’t mind. I’d crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one?Wrong.One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That’s when it hit me—he didn’t love me. He didn’t even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn’t even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup.So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster—my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise.Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol.Enter him.Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I’d met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes.It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised.But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life.And, as it turned out, the best decision I’d ever made.Because my one-night stand isn’t just some random guy. He’s richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with.And now, he’s not letting me go. 
My name is Elle.I am a beta female, but I live like an omega. Sometimes I don't even know what's better for me. I hoped that when I turned 18 my life would change. But everything got worse. At the age of 18, every werewolf knows his wolf. My wolf did not appear. In the last year I was simply wolfless. My mate rejected me and he is my the biggest nightmare.But it is said that hope dies last, so until the last moment of my life I will believe that something good is prepared for me in this world as well.Like I said, I'm Elle Parker. In the eyes of some, the most insignificant omega. But is that really the case?QUICK PREVIEWI would like to believe that this is possible. Moon Goddess ... can I get my rejection back? Please...I take a deep breath, look up to the sky and hopefully say:"I alpha Brandon Taylor take back my rejection and accept you Elle Parker as my mate, as my luna, as anythig you want to be in my life. I TAKE IT BACK!"Then I fall to my knees crying. I feel a huge pain in my chest that seems to suffocate me, I lie down on the ground and close my eyes feeling how I slowly start to faint but not before hearing just like in a dream a warm and tender voice."I, Moon Goddess, accept your request!" 
After five years of marriage, she thought that she had successfully made him change his mind and have feelings for her.It never occurred to her that he would send her to prison for trusting another woman.She decided to go back to her family along with the baby in her belly.Her brothers were in an uproar!Aaron Mullen, her eldest brother, ordered, "My five younger brothers, listen up! Guarding Amelie and teaching the playboy a lesson is our top priority!"Rex Mullen, her second brother, said, "Amelie, chin up. Here, take this black card. Go ahead and go shopping as long as you are happy."Mark Mullen, her third brother, said, "Jewelry is all I have. Amelie, take as many as you want."Sergio Mullen, her fourth brother, stood up as well.Tyler Mullen, her fifth brother, was the same indignant.And Daron Mullen, her sixth brother, doted on her the same.Everyone went all out, afraid that the apple of their eye would be unhappy.Amelie Mullen smiled heartily.On the contrary, Lamont Byron regretted it so much and set out to get her back. 
The traffic on the highway is at a standstill, and my two-month-old son, Benjamin Wagner, is wailing with hunger.
When I reach for the hypoallergenic formula I'd prepared, I find expired dog food instead. I begin scrambling for the formula, but my husband, Isaac Wagner, stops me.
"I gave the formula to Nancy because her dog's been having stomach issues lately. Just find something else to feed Benjamin for now. Nancy's dog cost 30 thousand dollars, so it deserves the two-thousand-dollar formula. Benjamin is a boy—he needs to learn to tough it out."
I yank my arm free from his grip and hiss, "Benjamin has severe allergies. He's reactive to over 200 substances and needs to drink the hypoallergenic formula. He's only two months old! He can't even handle solid food yet! You took his special formula to feed a dog. Do you want him to starve to death?"
Isaac frowns in annoyance. "Nancy's parents are gone. Rocky is the only family she has left. What's wrong with letting it have a little formula to ease its stomach? You're a mother. How can you be so heartless?"
I'm about to dash out of the car. "Is our son's life worth less than a dog's?"
Isaac slaps me and yells, "Our son will only grow strong if he experiences a little hunger and cold. It won't kill him to miss a few meals." 
I marry the same man seven times, and he divorces me seven times for the same woman.
He does this so he can go on vacation with his first love as a supposedly single man while also protecting her from being the subject of scandalous gossip.
The first time we divorce, I attempt to take my own life to force him into staying. Despite being sent to the hospital in an ambulance, he didn't even bother to visit me.
The second time we divorce, I humble myself by applying to be an assistant at his company, all for the chance to see him more.
By the sixth time, I had already learned to quietly pack up my belongings and move out of his house.
At first, I was hysterical, but then I began to concede, and eventually, that grew to numb acceptance. Yet, time and again, he would remarry me on our previously agreed-upon date, only for history to repeat itself.
Finally, one day, after I hear that his first love is returning to the country again, I voluntarily hand him the divorce agreement.
Just like before, he promises to remarry me again on a certain date. But he doesn't know that this time, I'll be leaving for good. 
My husband's little sweetheart is threatening to break up with him again. He’s drowning in misery, drinking so much that he landed in the hospital with a bleeding ulcer. Half dead, he mutters, "She’s the only one who dares to mess with me like this."
Then he grabs my hand and asks, "Honey, you’re a woman too. How do I get her to forgive me this time?"
It’s true. He’s cheated so many times, but this Vivian is the only one he actually cares about.
My phone buzzes—it’s a message from Vivian.
"Mrs. Carter! Please keep your husband in check! As a woman, don’t you have any pride left? Tell him to stop bothering me!"
I let out a sarcastic laugh and, just like always, ignore her.
On Eric’s fifth day in the hospital, he blew up my phone with calls. His mood was a mess as he yelled at me, "I’m in the hospital! Why haven’t you come to see me? Do you even care about your husband at all?"
I stayed calm. "I’m afraid if I show up, you’ll fall for me all over again."
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I, Nadine Cross, transplant the nerves from my own hands to my boyfriend's "sister", who loses the use of both her hands in an accident.
With that, Irene Sawyer's painting skills improve tremendously.
However, I lose function in both hands. I can't even lift a glass of water.
My boyfriend, Thomas Graham, tearfully promises that he will forever be grateful to me and will take care of me for the rest of my life.
Because I love him, I silently endure the agony of rehabilitation treatments.
But one day, I accidentally discover that his so-called sister, Irene, is actually his lover.
I confront him, but they tie me up.
"Since your hand nerves work so well, your optic nerves should be good too. Irene's eyesight hasn't been great lately. If you're going to help, then you should help her all the way. Give her your eyes, Nadine," Thomas demands.
I fall into despair as I watch them approach me with surgical knives.
Thomas says, "Don't hate me. You've already lost function in both hands. Your eyes won't do you much good when you're in this state. I'm just making the rational choice."
Boundless darkness descends.
When I open my eyes again, I am back at the time right before the nerve transplant surgery.
This time, I get a dog's nerves instead. 
Looking at the divorce papers my lips curled up into a mocking smile. ‘How big fool I am? How can I think that he will give a chance to this marriage? How can I forget that I was nothing more a tool in his eyes to vent his anger until his beloved Tara is back. Since, she was back, how can he let me stay there?’“After you will sign these papers, you will receive 100 million dollars as alimony.” the lawyer added.Because of his words, I came back to my senses took the pen from him, and signed the name.I have also gotten exhausted from this marriage both physically and mentally. Even though I had wanted my child to be born into a complete family, I didn’t want my child to have a stepmother and live miserably like me for the rest of his life.After taking the papers from my hand, the lawyer gave me the bank card, turned around, and was about to leave when he paused at the door. He then turned around and added, “Mr. Carter said that he hoped that you won’t pester him, or you have to bear the consequences.”The lawyer's words were like a knife stabbing in my heart, but I still nodded. Anyway, I also don’t plan to have anything to do with him anymore. I just want to live a good life with my children.After the lawyer left, the ward fell into silence. I placed my hand on my belly and said to my children, “Baby, I am sorry, Mommy can’t give you a complete family! But I promise you, I will do my best to give the love of both mother and father.”‘As for giving one of my child, I will never do that. They are my babies and my alone. I and I will give birth to all of them and raise them no matter what…’Four Years Later...Anya came back to the country with her three kids, to inherit the company left by his grandfather... 
On my 23rd birthday, my brother, Eric Welsh, becomes the richest man in the country. During the grand birthday party he throws for the housekeeper's daughter, Fiona Dobler, he announces that she will receive the sole attention of the Welsh family.
Meanwhile, I have only a month left to live because of my faulty artificial heart, and I can't find a matching donor. While I'm being tormented physically and mentally, I video call him.
When he hears me coughing, he berates me, "Back then, you left because you were worried that I'll be a burden to you. What now? Are you regretting it because I'm rich?"
My throat feels tight as I stare intently at his unchanged expression through the screen, smiling wryly. "Eric, think of 300,000 dollars as a small amount and lend it to me."
On the other end, Eric snorts and gently assures Fiona, "It's a scam call. Don't worry."
Of course he has nothing to worry about. The healthy heart in his chest is mine. 
On the day of her stepsister's marriage registration, Marissa Eagan is dragged along to be a witness. She stands in the cold, waiting, her vision still adjusting after a recent recovery from blindness, only to witness a scene she wishes she hadn't seen.Her stepsister, Roxanne, walks in arm-in-arm with Joshua Colman, her husband of five years.Marissa's world comes crashing down. For a moment, she thinks her eyes are playing tricks on her. Then, the staff member at the city hall hands over a marriage certificate to the couple with a bright smile. "Congratulations on becoming husband and wife."If Joshua is listed as the spouse on Roxanne's marriage certificate, who exactly is the man on Marissa's marriage certificate? 
Winona Nander is known in her circle for her untamed, radiant charm. She watches lions bare their teeth on the Alencan savannah, dances till dawn in the underground clubs of Bolund, and switches boyfriends every few days. There is hardly a reckless thing she hasn't done. But fate has its own plans. She is being arranged to marry Caleb Solt, the most disciplined and proper gentleman in their circle. At their first meeting, Winona deliberately shows up five hours late, intending to put him in his place. But her father's men drag her straight out of a bar and send her to the exclusive teahouse. When she arrives, Caleb is seated by the window, quietly sipping tea. The afternoon light filters through the lattice, tracing soft shadows across his refined profile. He sits with calm grace, as if he has been waiting not for five hours, but for only five minutes. 
Rebirth. Revenge. Romance.
In her past life, Delia was blind to love. Betrayed by her cousin and ex, she discarded her "crippled" husband Curtis-only to die disfigured and alone.
Now she's back.
This time, she tears up the divorce papers and clings to Curtis's side-only to discover he's not weak at all. In fact, when he rises from his wheelchair, the world bows.
"You're mine-body and soul," he growls, his voice like velvet and steel.
She's the one seducing him now-until he's addicted, crazed, and can't live without her.
She'll crush her enemies, reclaim everything they stole, and love the man who once gave her the world.
This time, she'll give him back everything-and more. 
"Will you take me to be your wife, Mr. Lu?""Sure, but I won't love you."These were the words Elizabeth Liang got from James Lu after they slept together and had a crazy night.Set up by her cousin, Elizabeth would've been sent to an old man as a gift, but she misread the room number and had a one night with the hot CEO James. Elizabeth wanted to query her cousin, but she caught her fiance and cousin on the bed. The truth was revealed to all.In desperation, Elizabeth proposed to James to escape from her family. To her surprise, James agreed. They started a titular marriage, but James and Elizabeth gradually fell in love with each other. When she thought they would have a happy ending, she saw James secretly meeting a woman. Finally, she found out why he agreed to marry her... 
The first 18 years of Leona Barnett's life are smooth sailing. She's the apple of her father's eye, and her elder brother gives her everything she asks for. Not only does she have a powerful wolf, Hatty, but she also has a fated mate, Soren Knight—the Shadow pack's youngest leader. She was once the most envied gem in the entire pack. But, everything comes to an abrupt end the year she turns 18. Her stepsister, Elara Walker, meticulously plots to plunge her into the abyss of a mental asylum. Only when she struggles to face reality does she learn that her world has already been turned upside down. Her father's love is now directed toward his stepdaughter, while her elder brother treats her coldly. Even Hatty, who is an intrinsic part of her, has become silent. Meanwhile, Soren, the man who once swore to protect her forever, seems to have eyes for someone else now. As it turns out, behind all the love and adoration, she's the one being abandoned by everyone. In order to regain her strength and seek the truth, Leona decides to escape the pack and embark on a treacherous path of rebellion. She conceals her identity, advancing alone in the dark, until she finally makes her decision to let go of the past and cut everything off completely. When those who once abandoned her start turning around one by one, and when belated apologies and efforts to reconcile start pouring in, will she still be able to find healing for her deeply wounded heart? 
After her miscarriage, Sabrina Frye turns into the wife Nester Blackwell has always demanded.
She stops sharing the small joys of her day and the frantic, late-night calls when he doesn't come home.
Even when she is framed in a street scam and taken to the police station, the officers tell her she can leave if a family member posts bail, but she tells them that she has no family.
She calmly spends the next seven days in a cold cell.
A week later, the heavy iron gates of the station open with a metallic clang at dusk. As Sabrina steps down the stairs, a black Maybach screeches to a halt in front of her.
The door swings open, and Nester steps out. Dressed in a tailored suit, he's tall, with near-perfect body proportions. Like always, he looks cold and untouchable. 
"Dear Ms. Ingram, your application for the overseas exchange program has been accepted. Kindly confirm your participation."Kayla Ingram stares at the message for a long time. Her fingertip hovers above the screen, slightly trembling. Finally, she takes a deep breath and types out her reply. "Confirmed."Just as she hits send, a cool, low voice sounds behind her. "Why are you standing here alone? Aren't you going to watch the fireworks?"She spins around to see Darren Tate right behind her.Under the night sky, his silhouette is sharply outlined by the distant lights. His features are striking and refined. Even in a plain white shirt, he carries himself with an effortless, poised elegance.She doesn't get a chance to answer before a loud boom cracks through the air.A burst of fireworks explodes across the sky. Everyone around lifts their heads in awe, but Kayla keeps her gaze fixed solely on him.This is the 1001st time she's looked at him like this—quietly, from the shadows.And it will be the last. 
Cicely had loved Field from the bottom of her heart for 12 years and always wanted to be the one he loved.However, instead of his love, she received the news of melanoma metastasis.Until she died, she finally understood that he did not love her."Field, stay with me for three months. I'll give you what you want in three months.""No way! In that case, let's get a divorce!""In your dreams!"Three months later, when he met her again, she was on the verge of death."Cicely, I misunderstood you. Can I use the rest of my life to atone for my sins?""It's too late, Field. In this life, you're no longer qualified to love me."A few years later.When she saw him again, he pressed her against the corridor and kissed her forcefully."Mr. Keith, that's enough. I gave my heart to you back then, but you didn't want it. Now you're shameless enough to pursue me?""As long as we can remarry, what does face matter?" Field asked. 
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