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Nothing would have prepared Rhiannon Clark for what she was about to witness on that fateful night. "Why are you asking me why? Isn’t it obvious or should I tell you?” Kaylee asked. Her stepsister’s word hit her like a brick making her world spin in circles, unable to believe her eyes as she tasted the face of betrayal from the two closest people in her life. she stared up at her fiancées face, silently hoping he’d step up to her and tell her all this was all but a prank. He not only did not even look at her but also sneered and showed him his true face. They locked her up in the house and set it on fire. “Help me...” came the faint whisper as she looked up at the man towering above her. “Anyt... I’ll give anything in return...please...” She passed out. "Sir, what should we do?" the driver asked. The man who had been seated at the back seat got out of the car and walked towards her. "Don't regret what you have said when you wake up!" Rhiannon Sander had to keep her word as she vowed to make the scumbags regret everything they did to her!

Strange talk, a strange thing that uses cognition as food, information as weapon, and information as currency. They are neither living nor dead, existing in the lore of men, living in the shadows of the world. "Does this mean that I will become a monster?" In ancient times, they were worshiped as gods and powerful according to their beliefs. "Then I am a god!" In ancient times, they were feared as monsters and fed on fear. "I will become the master of ghost stories!" But under the scouring of the times, they gradually disappeared, leaving only paragraphs of texts that were regarded as nonsense. "It is my duty to recast the glory of the ghost story." But you are not a ghost story, um, not a human being either. "Well, it's considered a success if you become a monster." (china novel not mine. repost)

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I woke up in the body of a villainess destined to die miserably—the adopted heiress about to be disowned for a crime she didn’t commit. But I have two advantages the original Cassandra never had: I’ve read this novel before. And a mysterious System just offered me impossible paths to success. They call me a villain? Perfect. I’ll be the villain who conquers the world. With an Angelic Voice, songs from another universe no one here has heard, and pure determination, I’ll completely rewrite my destiny—one viral hit at a time. The protagonist can collect his harem. I’ll build my empire. After all, revenge isn’t a dish served cold. It’s served on stages, with millions watching.

Elisabeth Aurelie never expected her life to fall apart. Betrayed by her husband while she was pregnant, she then lost the child she had been longing for. Her baby was gone, yet her milk continued to flow. A gynecologist, recently widowed, appeared with an unusual proposal a contract marriage. Elisabeth agreed, willing to breastfeed his young daughter.

After my husband's business went bankrupt, I received a late-stage breast cancer diagnosis. To raise money for treatment, I sold all my jewelry and clothes, and even borrowed $100,000. When I returned home, I noticed a string of numbers had appeared above my husband's head. Every time he spent money on another woman, the number above his head would increase by one. As I watched the numbers above his head constantly increasing, I realized his bankruptcy was just a lie! He had his arm around my cousin's shoulders, his face animated with excitement. "Don't worry, once that bitch is dead, I'll buy you a huge diamond ring!" But what he didn't know was— The one with breast cancer was him!

Some say that officialdom is a game of power, full of deception and scheming, more sinister than the underworld. Liu Fusheng believes that officialdom is a game of emotion and law, black and white, truth and lies, and is the righteous path of the world. In his previous life, he was submissive and only sought stability, but was framed and died in depression. In his new life, he ...

A 15 year old girl named Lorna is kidnapped by a deranged woman named Mrs. Hilma, who is obsessed with having a baby. However, instead of abducting a real infant, Mrs. Hilma chooses Lorna and forces her to live as her baby. Lorna is dressed in diapers, fed baby food, cradled, and even forced to be breastfed. Mrs. Hilma also changes Lorna's real name to Poppy. Every day, Lorna was treated like a real baby, diapered, spoon-fed baby porridge, swaddled so tightly she couldn't move, rocked in someone's arms, and even forced to breastfeed directly from the woman's breast. Every attempt to resist only led to punishment, reinforcing the harsh reality that she no longer had control over her body or identity. Imprisoned in a sealed-off house, forced to exist as nothing more than an infant, and claimed by a deranged woman as her "child," Lorna must escape before her mind shatters and she is lost to Poppy forever.

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—"

She crashed her cheating fiancé's wedding in mourning attire and walked out with a marriage certificate from the most dangerous man in the city. Sparkle Gold thought she had it all: a booming agency, a loving fiancé, and a rising-star cousin she raised with her own hands. Then she woke up in a car speeding toward the ocean and overheard the two people she trusted most plotting her death. She survived. She kept the evidence. And she showed up at their wedding to reveal the truth! What she didn't expect? The owner of the Sanctus—cold, ruthless billionaire Evan Saint—dragging her straight to the marriage bureau. "You wrecked my banquet hall. Consider this your payment plan." Now publicly married to a man she once chased ten years ago, Sparkle has a new mission: destroy the people who stole her company, reclaim her place in the entertainment industry, and win Best Actress. --- He married her for leverage. She stayed for revenge. Neither expected to fall.