Ten years of devotion, only to be met with a cold-blooded betrayal. When Clara's grandmother lies in the ICU, her husband, Ethan—the powerful heir to a billion-dollar empire—chooses to protect another woman. To save the only family she has left, Clara is forced to sign her own dignity away. But as the lies of the past begin to unravel, Clara realizes her entire life has been a carefully crafted trap set by her "sister," Scarlett. Now, with a broken heart and a hidden trump card, Clara is ready to reclaim everything that was stolen from her. The revenge begins now.

Emily Carter came to Florence to rebuild her life with the man she thought she loved. Instead, beneath the golden lights of Italy, she discovers betrayal waiting in their tiny apartment—and walks away from the future she crossed an ocean to protect. Heartbroken and alone in a city that suddenly feels dangerous, Emily catches the attention of Alessandro Romano: an older, impossibly powerful man whose name makes people lower their voices.

Stop it, I can’t take much more. It wraps around my waist in the morning, winds around my legs at noon, and by night, it slips right under my clothes—can’t shake it off. After a catastrophic research vessel accident in the Puerto Rico Trench, Elara thought her life was over. Instead, she woke up in a glowing, bioluminescent palace at the bottom of the world, kept as a "pet" by a creature who shouldn't exist. He is Kaelen—a colossal, silver-haired deity with golden slit pupils and endless, shimmering tentacles that never want to let her go. He tells her she can only breathe through his essence; to leave him is to embrace certain death. But as his heated coils wrap tighter around her each night, Elara finds herself fearing his absence more than his possessive embrace. Is it survival, or have the whispers of the deep finally claimed her heart?

Zora had transmigrated into a book. In her mind, a voice resonated—the Oracle. [Congratulations on your second chance at life! Your mission is as follows—] [Target the villain while he is still at his weakest. Capture his heart and prevent the impending end of the world.] In her past life, Zora was a killing machine bred in the darkest pits of the Arena. Now, she’s transmigrated into a high-magic world with one absurd mission: tame the world-ending villain while he’s still weak. Her method? Instead of offering warmth and love, she plunges golden puppet threads into his very marrow. "Stay still," she whispers, using the villain’s blood to warm her frozen hands. To the Oracle's horror, Zora treats the future destroyer of worlds like a stray pup—ordering him to cook, clean, and keep the fire burning. But as Vane’s shattered bones heal under her command, his gaze turns from lethal hatred to something far more dangerous. He was supposed to destroy the world, but now, he only wants to be the most powerful puppet in hers.

Clara Ye is a brilliant and stunning forensic pathologist, but her husband betrayed her with an "innocent" secretary. Determined not to be the victim, on the night she signs the divorce papers, she seduces the mistress's ex-fiancé: Leo Sterling, a cold, muscular, and ruthless police captain. What began as a night of pure and wild revenge transforms into a dangerous game when Clara is transferred to Leo's department. Between autopsies and chases, the tension between the two boils over. Leo claims not to mix pleasure with work, but Clara's touch is the only crime he can't stop investigating.

On the day she discovered she was pregnant with triplets, Vivian Su received a cold email from her contract husband, Adrian Lu: "The agreement has expired. Here's 60 million. Move out by the end of the month." Without a single tear, she signed the papers and disappeared with the small fortune. After all, with 20 million for each baby, who needs an absent husband? However, when renowned surgeon Adrian realizes that the woman he considered just a business deal has taken his heart—and his heirs—with her, he turns the city upside down to find her. But Vivian is no longer the "invisible wife" she once was; now, she has her own mansion and a future where he is not invited.

Stop it, I can’t take much more. It wraps around my waist in the morning, winds around my legs at noon, and by night, it slips right under my clothes—can’t shake it off. After a catastrophic research vessel accident in the Puerto Rico Trench, Elara thought her life was over. Instead, she woke up in a glowing, bioluminescent palace at the bottom of the world, kept as a "pet" by a creature who shouldn't exist. He is Kaelen—a colossal, silver-haired deity with golden slit pupils and endless, shimmering tentacles that never want to let her go. He tells her she can only breathe through his essence; to leave him is to embrace certain death. But as his heated coils wrap tighter around her each night, Elara finds herself fearing his absence more than his possessive embrace. Is it survival, or have the whispers of the deep finally claimed her heart?

Five years of marriage, a devoted heart, and a son she nearly died for—Clara thought she had it all. But in Arthur’s heart, there was always a forbidden room reserved for his first love, Mia. Even their son, Leo, called Clara a "witch" and wished for another mother. After being abandoned in the pouring rain on New Year's Eve, Clara finally realized that some hearts are just stones that can never be warmed. She signs the divorce papers, leaves the diamond ring behind, and disappears into the night. When she is finally gone, why does the man who never loved her suddenly feel like his world is collapsing?

On their wedding anniversary, Adeline caught her husband, Dominic, in bed with the girl she had been sponsoring. Instead of an apology, Dominic handed her a divorce decree with a cold smile: "Sign it, Addie. It's just to coax the girl." Little did he know, Adeline was carrying his child. Driven to despair by his cruelty and betrayal, she chose to fake her own end and vanish. Years later, when they met again, she was someone else's bride, and the once-arrogant billionaire fell to his knees, begging for a second chance.

She cared for him during seven years of total darkness, sacrificing her youth and even her health to be Night Knightley's eyes. Clara Jiang believed their love was unbreakable, until his sight was restored and the first thing he did was secretly marry the woman who had abandoned him in the past. "I'll accept the 50 million and disappear forever," Clara promised her mother-in-law. While Night plans a life with his "first love," he doesn't realize that the only woman who truly loved him already has her bags packed for the other side of the world. Some wounds never heal, and some hearts stop beating for those who don't deserve them.

Five years of marriage, a beautiful daughter, and a life built on trust—all shattered by a lingering scent of unfamiliar perfume. Sienna thought she had Julian’s heart, but the return of his "first love," Lydia, proves that some ghosts never die. When Sienna finds Julian’s lingering touch on another woman, she doesn't cry; she hires the city's most ruthless divorce lawyer, Sebastian. But Sebastian has a secret of his own: the woman ruining Sienna’s marriage is his own fiancée. In a web of lies, betrayal, and unexpected alliances, Sienna must decide: how far will she go to reclaim her life?

After three years of agonizing distance and nine hundred cross-continental flights, Jolene thought her homecoming would be a fairytale ending. Instead, she returned to a chilling reality: the man who once promised to pluck the stars for her was now shielding a young intern in his arms. While Jolene spent her nights buried in libraries to shorten their time apart, Xavier found solace in the warmth of someone else. As her love turns into ashes alongside the mountain of boarding passes she once cherished, Jolene realizes that some wounds can't be sutured—even by a world-class surgeon.

Ten years of devotion, only to be met with a cold-blooded betrayal. When Clara's grandmother lies in the ICU, her husband, Ethan—the powerful heir to a billion-dollar empire—chooses to protect another woman. To save the only family she has left, Clara is forced to sign her own dignity away. But as the lies of the past begin to unravel, Clara realizes her entire life has been a carefully crafted trap set by her "sister," Scarlett. Now, with a broken heart and a hidden trump card, Clara is ready to reclaim everything that was stolen from her. The revenge begins now.

Enemies to Lovers｜Forced Proximity｜Age Gap｜ HE｜ Both equally strong "Younger aggressive crybaby top × older even more aggressive bottom." On the very first day they met, Lucian threw a fit of his typical young-master temper, only to be pinned to the floor and beaten by Sebastian. After the dust settled, Sebastian wiped his hands clean. "Have dinner ready in half an hour, or the beating continues." Lucian sobbed his way through the cooking, dumping a pound of salt into the steak. Later, Lucian tried to get revenge by drugging him, but it only caused Sebastian’s old back injury to flare up. He couldn't move, let alone use the bathroom. Lucian ended up kneeling by the bed to serve him, crying even harder than the man in pain. Further down the road— Lucian: "I’ve seen every inch of you by now. We’re the closest people in the world." Sebastian: "A hired nurse could have seen just as much." Lucian hugged him, his eyes reddening. "Then I'm not leaving. I'll be your nurse forever." Sebastian looked down at the hand surreptitiously wandering around his waist and let out a cold sneer. "If that hand doesn't behave, I’ll break the other one too." Lucian was the definition of a spoiled heir—until his father’s empire crumbled overnight in Celaya, leaving him with nothing but a suitcase and a cold, sharp-tongued guardian in Crestmont. Sebastian, a high-stakes attorney with a disciplined life and a hidden past, wasn't about to play babysitter. On their first day, Lucian's temper flared, and Sebastian answered with a lesson the boy wouldn't forget. In this house, there are rules. Break them, and you’ll pay. But as Lucian learns to cook, clean, and cry in Sebastian’s shadow, the line between hatred and obsession begins to blur. He’s a crybaby in the kitchen, but a predator in the making.

"Fifty million dollars and this estate. Sign the papers and disappear." Seren Thorne couldn't believe her luck. In her past life, she was a legendary Oracle, a master of the mystic arts who died of starvation due to a brutal poverty curse. Now, she had transmigrated into the body of a pathetic, obsessed socialite in a cliché romance novel. To her, the cold-blooded billionaire Alaric Vane wasn't a husband—he was a massive, walking ATM. She couldn't wait to grab the cash and hire a dozen handsome models to enjoy her new life. But just as she flashed him a tearful, "heartbroken" smile, Alaric froze. He could hear it. A voice as clear as day, screaming inside her head: [Sign the damn papers, you arrogant statue! I’ve got fifty million waiting and a yacht full of young hotties to meet!] Alaric narrowed his eyes. This "obsessed" wife of his wasn't just different—she was a sharp-tongued mystic who saw him as nothing but a payday. He slowly tore the divorce papers to shreds, a predatory smirk playing on his lips. "The divorce is canceled, Seren. And as for those 'young hotties'... over my dead body." She predicts the future; he reads her mind. In this game of secrets, who will surrender first?

For years, Seraphina was the shadow behind Julian’s rise, a woman whose fierce love was both a shield and a cage. She moved heaven and earth to change his tragic fate, only to be rewarded with a terminal diagnosis and a husband who gave her life-saving heart transplant to his "innocent" first love, Bianca. Now, with a system counting down the final seven days of her life, Seraphina has stopped fighting. No more jealousy, no more tantrums, no more love. As Julian watches his once-obsessive wife turn into a cold, silent stranger, a terrifying realization begins to dawn on him. But Seraphina is already gone—not just from his house, but from his world.