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After entangling with Damien for seven years, he finally said he wanted to marry me. On the day of the proposal, his first love returned to the country. I heard him say, "Melody? Oh, that's just the dog I keep at home, you know? Something to play with when I'm bored, just for amusement." "You have no idea how obedient she is. Whatever pose I tell her to strike, she does it." "Break up? Her whole family depends on me for a living. What does she have to break up with me?" I silently packed my things, preparing to leave. No one noticed anything unusual until I announced my engagement to someone else.

I served three years in prison for my husband Donavan, but upon release, i only received a penny as a business opening gift. Just as I thought there might have been a mistake, I noticed that Jade, the girl next to me, also had only one bill in her envelope. Putting aside my concerns, I enthusiastically accompanied Donavan through the grand opening ceremony. However, that evening, I came across Jade's Instagram post. She had shared a photo of a check: "Congratulations on the grand opening, Mr. Frost! My boss is so generous, giving a $100 million opening gift!" The comments section was flooded with envy, congratulating her on her "boss" with the "boss." Not only did Donavan fail to explain, but he also rushed to distance himself from me: "You've just gotten out of jail, it's not appropriate to go public. Let's keep our marriage secret for now. Just call me boss in front of others." Then, he immediately liked Jade's post. Wiping away a tear, I dialed the number of his arch-rival. "I'm working for you from now on."

After a long period of bad luck, 24 year old Edward finds a chance to change his life after attending an underground party. Follow him as he delves deeper into the world of Music and DJing

She was engineered to survive. Now she must choose who she wants to be. Amelia should be dead. But what came back is something more—and something less. Fragmented between her original self and the echo of an artificial intelligence designed to replace her, she finds herself hunted by a fractured world where memory is currency and identity can be rewritten. As the remnants of a broken system wage silent war through sleeper agents, simulations, and synthetic ghosts, Amelia is forced to confront every version of herself—those who lived, those who loved, and those who killed to survive. Kestrel, the man tethered to her heart, may no longer be hers. Echo, the voice inside her mind, might become her final enemy. And a shadow entity named Nyx has begun rebuilding reality in its own image—with Amelia as its cornerstone. To end the war, Amelia must become more than human without forgetting what made her one. But when every memory is suspect, every ally compromised, and every future weaponized… who do you trust when your reflection starts lying? SYNC is a pulse-pounding romantic sci-fi thriller about love, identity, and the cost of becoming whole in a world that wants you fractured.

In the far future of 3421, two troubled souls meet by chance. With an intertwined future, they travel together through a post-futuristic galaxy, ravaged by corporate greed and power struggles across the galaxy sectors. Though something seems off,the further they travel, the more they uncover a hidden truth...

Aliza was born in a period of subtle darkness. The land had been evaded and saved. Humans were no longer in one place but strived to conquer and protect the world they lived in. The Academy was beautiful a castle like structure that held many secrets, it was haven for some, a blessing for others and a curse for evil. Aliza lived her life in this beautiful dungeon comfortably, she needed nothing. Her life revolved round the castle until it came crashing down. Sometimes it did not matter if one was interested in the things people held high. As long as Aliza posed a threat her free lifestyle and simple retreat was like a lurking leopard in their eyes. Waves and tides change and so does nature but humans remain petty and greedy that it clouds the little humanity left.

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.

Feng Qing, a top surgeon from the 21st century, wakes up in a body no one wants — married off to Rong Ling, the most powerful Regent in Dayan, a man who makes it abundantly clear: "Do you think you're worthy of marrying this king? Foolish." While he keeps his distance, she keeps herself busy, saving lives with medical knowledge centuries ahead of its time, collecting debts from those who wronged the original body's owner, and planning her exit strategy. Later, he became the New Emperor— "Qing Qing, from now on, you are my Empress." "Not interested."

Olivia transmigrated from the apocalypse to the modern era. Not only that, her dimension and superpower came along with her. She felt that the good days were about to begin. But before she could be happy for even three days, the internet was flooded with posts slandering her. Advertisers and directors want to terminate her contracts, and her company wants to blacklist her? How could this be? She wanted to use the money to enjoy modern life to the fullest. Without money, how could she enjoy anything? So, who's slandering her online? I'll find you and dig up all your dirty secrets. Who wants to terminate her contract? Terminate it immediately. After termination, she'll go on to endorse international luxury brands instead. Terminating the script contract? Good, that's great! If the contract isn't terminated, how can she film the blockbuster drama of the year and win awards with it? Modern life is so wonderful, eating and drinking every day. There's just one tiny problem. Why are there suddenly two babies growing in her belly? And who is this ridiculously handsome man who appeared out of nowhere, claiming to be their father?