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Me réveiller à côté de mon ennemi juré—l'héritier de la famille mafieuse la plus dangereuse de la ville—après une nuit de black-out ? C'est officiellement le matin le plus mortel de l'histoire. J'ai fait ma sortie honteuse avec une dignité glaciale, mais le destin me réservait un plus grand rebondissement : un mois plus tard, deux lignes sont apparues sur un test de grossesse. Mon bébé. Mon héritier. Lui dans la vie de mon enfant ? Plutôt mourir. Mon plan parfait a déraillé quand les nausées matinales ont fait irruption lors d'un accord secret. Il est entré. Son regard s'est fixé sur mon ventre encore plat, et ses yeux se sont assombris—une promesse silencieuse de la destruction à venir. Avant que je ne puisse dégainer mon arme, il m'avait plaquée contre le mur froid d'une ruelle sombre. « De qui est-ce ? » a-t-il grondé, sa voix un grondement sourd vibrant de fureur réprimée. J'ai affronté son regard avec un sourire moqueur empoisonné. « Mourant d'envie de savoir ? Ce n'est pas le tien, c'est certain. » Alors l'impensable s'est produit : une larme brûlante a touché mon cou. Sa voix s'est brisée, crue et désespérée. « Ne... ne me repousse pas. S'il te plaît. » ...Espèce d'enfoiré. Se moquait-il de moi ? Ce bébé est le tien.

After her wedding, Pari's perfect marriage becomes a living nightmare. Trapped in an abusive home, she uncovers a horrifying truth, her husband's family will stop at nothing to take her unborn child. With no one left to trust, Pari must choose between fear and freedom. She refuses to be their victim. She will risk everything to protect her child. An emotional, edge-of-your-seat novel about courage, survival, and the unstoppable power of a mother's love.

Ethan Carter a feint l'amnésie pendant trois ans pour me conquérir. J'y ai cru. Complètement. J'étais devant sa porte, test de grossesse positif à la main. Puis j'ai entendu sa voix, celle de la femme qui m'a toujours détestée. "Merci pour ce petit jeu d'amnésie. 99 farces sur Anna." Sa voix à lui, celle que j'aimais, lui a répondu. "Arrive juste à 100. Ensuite je suis tout à toi." Je n'étais pas son avenir. J'étais la dernière blague dans son jeu malsain pour conquérir une autre femme, Sophia Zane. Alors, je suis morte dans un accident d'avion. On dit qu'il est devenu fou, fouillant lui-même les débris en flammes. Tout ce qu'il a trouvé était une simple bague. Gravée à l'intérieur, on pouvait lire : "La 100ème farce : Je parie que tu m'aimes." Il a feint son passé pour voler mon cœur. Alors j'ai feint ma mort pour briser son âme.

“The Butterfly Circle” follows Lillian Carter, an ordinary girl whose life gradually begins to change after encountering mysterious signs that should not exist in reality. These signs lead her toward an unknown forest known as Gard Pari—a place that is not merely a forest, but a threshold where “what is” and “what could have been” begin to merge. Unaware of what awaits her, Lillian steps into a path where every move deepens the mystery and destabilizes her understanding of reality. Anonymous letters, impossible signs, and presences that sometimes feel unreal guide her toward a deeper truth: this forest is not merely a place—it is a choice… and perhaps some choices were never truly chosen at all. As she goes further, one question becomes unavoidable: Is she uncovering a hidden truth… or is she herself part of a larger choice already made?

Une bombe a explosé dans une voiture. J'étais piégée sous les décombres du restaurant, avec une autre jeune femme. "Une barre d'acier lui a transpercé la poitrine. Nous devons la sortir maintenant !" Les secouristes se dirigeaient vers moi, mais mon mari, Lorenzo Carbone, les a bousculés. "Elle est en état de choc ! Occupez-vous d'elle en premier !" J'ai regardé, paralysée, ses yeux affolés fixés sur l'autre femme. Il ne savait même pas que j'étais enceinte. Le médecin de la famille Carbone s'est agenouillé près de moi en criant : "Le saignement ne s'arrête pas ! Je pense qu'elle a un trouble de la coagulation !" J'ai réussi à faire un faible signe de tête, regardant Lorenzo avec désespoir. Mais il a simplement dit : "Je suis responsable d'elle. Si elle meurt, ce sera de ma faute."

Hun Nayeon seorang gadis bersekolah di SMA LAND dan dahulunya dungu serta hanya menyintai seorang lelaki yang dianggap kekasihnya iaitu Seo Jun sehinggakan dia tidak mahu lagi belajar kerana sibuk memikirkan tentang Seo Jun walhal Seo Jun tidak menyintainya kerana dalan diam Seo Jun bercinta dengan gadis paling popular serta cantik iaitu BoRa,gadis itu sengaja menggoda Seo Jun untuk menyakiti hati Dehyin. Tetapi kini, Nayeon telah mengetahui semuanya dan kini dia telah berubah ! Kini telah menjadi gadis menawan serta bijak. Dia mahu kedua-dua pasangan terkutuk itu menyesal dengan apa yang mereka lakukan ! "Apa yang awak buat dia atas katil saya !?" kata Nayeon dengan cemas sambil tangannya memegang selimut untuk menutupi separuh tubuhnya. Dia memandang wajah lelaki itu dengan ketakutan. Lelaki itu ialah Park Juwoon seorang lelaki muda berpengaruh besar dalam bidang bisnes dan perniagaan. Tapi mengapa dia tidur dengan Nayeon?!

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Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"