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Sixteen-year-old Ava Sinclair has never cared about luxury or status—she just wants a shot at a better life. When she earns a prestigious scholarship to Ravensworth Academy, the most exclusive school in the country, she’s ready to work hard and prove she belongs. But from the moment she steps into the grand halls of Ravensworth, she realizes she’s an outsider. The students are ruthless, their designer clothes and expensive cars serving as armor in a silent war of power. The worst of them? A group known as “The Monarchs,” led by Adriana Kingsley, the daughter of a billionaire CEO who sees Ava as a threat to their perfect world. Determined not to be bullied, Ava keeps her head high and refuses to back down. When she accidentally impresses one of the school’s top students—Adriana’s ex-best friend, Theo Carter—she becomes an even bigger target. Strange “accidents” start happening, her schoolwork is sabotaged, and an anonymous text warns her to “know her place.” But Ava isn’t one to be intimidated. With the help of Theo and a few unlikely allies, she begins unraveling a dangerous secret hidden beneath Ravensworth’s polished surface—one that could destroy the entire school’s reputation. Now, she has a choice: play it safe and keep her scholarship, or fight back and risk everything. Because at Ravensworth, survival isn’t just about grades—it’s about power. And Ava is ready to take the crown.

Han Ma-Jun is a normal guy who is searching for school to transfer after graduating on junior high, now he can't find a new school that suits himself, because all public school he searches is so far, that's why he was searching some public school that may be near his apartment. But, his super rich uncle helped him to find a school and recommended him to some of his acquaintances who manage the private elite school to be transferred him. But to think the school he was in is unbelievable. Because this school is a magical school for superhumans, soldiers,nobles and heroes that are keeping it as a secret to the public and supported by the government. Now that he is just a normal guy who was enrolled from this school, is he gonna kick out or pass in the unbelievable test and officially transfer in the so-called thought wrong school?

Dad took the scholarship my homeroom teacher gave me and handed it to my cousin as “gift money.” I burst into tears and tried to snatch the money back from my cousin’s hands. Instead, Dad slapped me so hard I fell to the floor. Mom was the same as always, just telling me not to argue with Dad. But that very night, Dad was rushed to the hospital.

The Scholarship Girl. She earned her place. They remind her every day that she doesn’t belong. Elora Brown fought her way into St. Jude’s Elite Academy — a world built for money, power, and names that open doors. Hers does neither. Then there’s Julian Anderson. The mayor’s son. The school’s golden boy. Untouchable… and unbearable. Their first meeting? He shoved her aside like she was nothing. The second? He used her brilliance and dismissed her just as easily. Elora didn’t come here to make enemies. But Julian seems determined to be one. Because in a school where status is everything… she’s the one person who refuses to bow. And somehow, that makes it impossible for him to ignore. But some scholarships come with more than pressure. This one? Might come with a war she never signed up for and a boy she might not be able to stay away from.

Anabella Clinton's heart never belonged to her. It belonged to her family. That's how it always was. If they needed something, she was the one who gave it up. No questions. So when her mom and dad made her go have dinner with Carter Sterling — this rich heir who kept looking at her like she was some dress on a rack with a price tag — she didn't even argue. Just sat there and took it. She smiled when she was supposed to. She obeyed. That's what good daughters did. And then, after that awful dinner, she went out to the dark garden to breathe. He was there. Waiting in the shadows by the roses. He wasn't like the boys inside at all. He was quiet. The type that barely talks but you can feel his eyes on you the whole time, you know? His hands were not soft. They were rough, worked, calloused. And he was holding a single red rose. One rose. For Anabella No one had ever done that. Not without wanting something. And for a second, just one second, she felt something real. Something that was hers. Hailey Miller ruined it. Hailey found out about the art school application, the one she did behind her mother's back, the one dream she kept hidden in a drawer. Anabella was so scared. So terrified of losing the only dream she ever had. Her hands were shaking so bad. So she did it — she walked right up to him with everyone watching and hit him across the face, hard. God, she can still hear that slap sometimes at night when she tries to sleep. And then the rose, the one he gave her like it meant something, she just dropped it on the cold ground and put her foot on it. She kept grinding it with her heel, not stopping, while everyone around them took out their phones and filmed the whole thing. She broke him. The only boy who ever offered her kindness without a price. Five years go by and everything she knew just collapses. Her dad is lying in a hospital bed sick. He needs an operation and they don't have the money. Her brother, he owes money to some very dangerous people. The kind of people who don't care if you are sorry. And the person who holds the papers to their house, to everything they own, is not a stranger. You know who it is. It's the boy from the garden. He is not that quiet boy anymore though. Now? He's a billionaire. And not the nice kind. Ruthless. The kind where the whole city knows his name and nobody would ever dare to mess with him. He tells her he will fix everything for her family. Hospital bills, all of it, he will pay. But he wants something in return. Her. Not money. Her. For one year she has to be the woman on his arm, his fiancée. And out in public, she has to sell it — like she's madly, completely in love with him, like she can't breathe without him. She has to obey him, absolutely. Smile. Hold his hand. Be the perfect devoted girl for the cameras. He tells her he does not want her body. That is not what this is about. He wants her submission. He wants to see her pretend. But what happens when the pretending doesn't feel like pretending anymore? What happens when his hand on her back feels warm and his fake touches make her breath catch? What happens when she realizes she is not acting at all? The thing that scares her most at 2am, the thought that won't leave her alone, is this — what if this monster she just gave herself to is actually the only person who ever looked at her and really saw her? The real her underneath? That night back in the garden, he never forgot it. He hasn't forgotten the rose she crushed. And now he is back to collect.

You don’t belong here." "I earned my place, just like you." Harrington Academy is a world of wealth, power, and privilege everything Zaria Williams doesn’t have. As the only scholarship student among heirs and heiresses, she expected the whispers and stares. What she didn’t expect was Xavier Lancaster. Arrogant. Untouchable. The golden boy of Harrington. One accidental collision turns into a full-blown war, making Zaria the target of the elite. But the more they clash, the more she realizes there’s more to Xavier than his cold smirks and sharp words. He’s dangerous. He’s intriguing. And he’s getting too close. But in a school where power rules and secrets lurk behind designer masks, Zaria must decide: fight to survive or risk everything for a boy who was never meant to be hers.

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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?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.