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I had seven childhood playmates, all nothing but gorgeous. They treated me as their little brother. And I called them "sisters".The eldest one, Belinda Staley, was a business genius. Th second one, Sandra Clayton, was a famous doctor. The third one, Brenda Danbury, was mysterious. The fourth one, Carly Tuttle, was a national beauty. The fifth one, Freda Peck, was a ruthless police officer. The sixth one, Ruth Frey, was a great heroine, and the seventh one, Adyson Dorothy, was a genius professor.And my name was Claud Allston.I was the founder of Celestial Palace, the ruler of the world. 
Being set up by her father, Cynthia Miller replaced her sister and married a vegetable. On the wedding night, her husband came out of the coma. Alston Smith, a man of indifference, stubbornness, and decisiveness, left his only softness and gentleness to Cynthia. Cynthia thought Alston was deeply in love with her, but she then found herself merely a substitute. "You're my wife, so never try to leave me!" She wanted to escape from him but was forced to stay. "Alston, a wife should be someone all your friends know. Otherwise, it's called lover. You never regard me as your wife, but I will never be your lover..." 
Rhea was nothing—an orphaned omega, forgotten in the shadows of Crescent Shadow Pack. She was bullied, ignored, and born into a world that never wanted her. Her only warmth came from Lyra, the Beta’s radiant daughter—a girl Rhea worshipped like the sun, the one blessed by the Moon Goddess herself.Rhea lived for Lyra’s light.Until the Goddess turned her gaze.On her twentieth birthday, Rhea is thrust into the center of a destiny she never asked for—fated mate to the Alpha’s triplet sons. Three brothers, one throne, and a bond that will crown her as Luna. But only one mate can ascend. And the others? They may destroy her before they let her choose.Cassian, the wild heir who once loved Lyra and now hates Rhea for taking her place.Lucian, the perfect firstborn with ambition in his eyes and loyalty that cuts like a blade.Dorian, the soft-spoken charmer with a secret fire and a desperate hunger to matter.As power swells and envy brews, Rhea must rise from the ashes of who she was. The Moon has chosen her, but the pack? They will not kneel easily. Especially not when her bond pushes Lyra—the sun she once lived for—into shadow. Will Lyra accept becoming the shadow or will she come back for the light that was hers?In a world ruled by legacy and ambition, Rhea must decide if she is a girl surviving fate—or a Luna shaping it. 




A week before our wedding, my fiance, Jacob Murphy, says he must marry his first love, Megan Lawson, before we can tie the knot. Her mother has just passed away, and her mother's final wish was for them to get married.
"Megan's mom had always hoped for Megan to marry a good man. I'm just trying to fulfill her dying wish. Don't overthink this."
Meanwhile, my company is slated to launch a new jewelry collection, Eternal Love, on our wedding day.
"It's only a few hundred thousand dollars. It's more important that Megan honors her late mother's wishes," he snaps. "If you really care about the money, you can look for another groom."
Once I hear his cold-hearted remarks, everything becomes clear. I then turn away from him and call my family.
"I need a new fiance, Alex," I told my brother, Alexander Robinson. "Can you introduce me to someone else?" 

I dive into the ocean to save Preston Gale. After doing CPR on him in front of everyone, the wedding that is meant for my cousin, Roxanne Shaw, somehow falls to me instead.
On our wedding night, Preston prefers to drown himself in alcohol rather than spend the night with me.
I'm foolish enough to think that if I keep at it, he'll come around eventually.
Three years later, Roxanne returns, holding a child who looks so much like Preston that it stops my heart for a second.
Only then do I finally understand that while I spent that wedding night alone, he was with her.
"Rox, I know these years have been hard on you. I'll make it right. I'll make sure Lexi gives your place as Mrs. Gale back to you," Preston says.
I tell him I'm pregnant, too, hoping it might change something. However, it doesn't.
He coldly tells me to abort it, before forcing me onto the operating table, ending two lives at once.
When I open my eyes again, I'm back on the day Preston fell into the sea.
Soaked through, he's lying there, and I scream Roxanne's name into the crowd, my voice cracking with desperation. 


After an accident, her life becomes entangled with the most revered man in Duskhaven. She's forced to leave after giving birth.Three years later, she runs into the man again. She does her best to avoid, hide, and stay away from him!To her dismay, he comes knocking on her door with their adorable child in tow. "You've already had my child, woman. Do you still want to flee?"Cynthia Lynch is rendered speechless.…He's Zachary Beaver, the king of an empire and someone feared by everyone. She thinks there's no chance of them ending up together, but he makes space for her in his heart and dotes on her to no end. He loves and protects her like she's a precious treasure!Then, he uses an alluring tone on her. "Do you want to consider having a second child, Mrs. Beaver?" 
Overwhelmed by hatred and distress, the young Alpha Kaiden swears to make his brother pay the price of his betrayal...When her lover defected the King without any warning, the vengeful new Alpha had already come to the poor human girl Ophelia , claiming that she should pay the debt.***“You will beg me to fuck you if you want your lover to live," Alpha King Kaiden had lost all his humanity.“How dare you do this? I'm your brother's mate!” Ophelia whimpered, holding her hands to her breasts.“That brother who wanted my crown and my life? Fuck him and fuck you!” The furious Alpha didn't care about it anymore.He wanted revenge!He grasped her hands and pinned them over her head. Her beautiful body appeared as the silk cloth quickly slid down.She's damn gorgeous when she was completely naked!“Well, no wonder my brother wanted to fuck you,” Kaiden taunted with a smirk, “but now it's I who will be the one to steal your virginity.” Kaiden claimed as he tighten her waist, making her approaching to his d*ck.“Pl----ease do------nt,” her voice was drowned out while his wild kiss fell on her lips.At this moment, Ophelia knew her life now became a disaster... 




To save her famiglia, Lucia Bellini is forced to marry the youngest Don of Iberby, Alessandro Rossi.
On the day of her wedding, she finds out that she is a substitute for his dead first love. From her clothes to the way she performs in the bedroom, she has to live as if she's a shadow of another woman.
He is cold and despotic, while she gives in and endures in silence. In their days and nights together, they fall for each other but never realize it.
When Alessandro is running a high fever, he calls out her name in his half-conscious state.
After they divorce, Lucia leaves without a backward glance.
One and a half years later, she rises to become the boss of her family with her iron fist. The once delicate rose becomes a rose full of thorns.
At long last, Alessandro realizes that he has fallen in love with Lucia for who she is, and not as a shadow of someone long gone.
He takes care of the woman who's been trying to pass herself off as his first love. Then, he chases after Lucia all the way to her private island.
There, he gets down on one knee and sincerely proposes to her.
"Lucia, I only want you." 

After her miscarriage, Sabrina Frye turns into the wife Nester Blackwell has always demanded.
She stops sharing the small joys of her day and the frantic, late-night calls when he doesn't come home.
Even when she is framed in a street scam and taken to the police station, the officers tell her she can leave if a family member posts bail, but she tells them that she has no family.
She calmly spends the next seven days in a cold cell.
A week later, the heavy iron gates of the station open with a metallic clang at dusk. As Sabrina steps down the stairs, a black Maybach screeches to a halt in front of her.
The door swings open, and Nester steps out. Dressed in a tailored suit, he's tall, with near-perfect body proportions. Like always, he looks cold and untouchable. 
Willow never imagined that she would be reborn as a gluttonous, lazy woman who consorted with a deceitful man. Her husband was serving in the military, leaving behind a young brother of six or seven years old, who was abused by the original owner of her body to the point of being bedridden!Facing the mockery and insults of the crowd, Willow decided to prove herself through her actions! She was not a worthless woman, nor was she a pushover! She confronted her mother-in-law, battled her sisters-in-law, stood up to her aunt, and along with her little brother, she struck out on her own, taking control of her life!Just when things were getting on track, her husband suddenly returned... 

"Ms. Keane, the test results are not very favorable. You've been diagnosed with late-stage pancreatic cancer. If you refuse treatment, you'll likely only have several weeks left to live—not even a month. Are you sure you wish to proceed without treatment? Does your husband agree to this?"
The doctor asks me over the phone.
"I'm sure… Yes, he agrees to this as well," I reply.
I gaze around the empty room after I end the call, feeling unbearably upset. I used to think the pain was just my recurring gastritis, but it's actually because of a tumor.
Sighing, I turn to gaze at the photo on the desk.
Silas Huntington, who's 18 in the photo, stares right back at me.
Even after all these years, I can still remember the day we took that photo. Snow had dusted our hair white, which made Silas ask whether this counted as us growing old together. 

The day after Avery Sterling is falsely accused of running over Britney Walker, her husband, Calvin Grant, and their two sons suspend her younger brother above a giant vat of boiling oil, threatening to drop him in alive.Avery panics and rushes forward to save her brother, but the bodyguards block her path and hold her back."Do you admit what you did?" Calvin asks coldly, standing nearby in a sharp, tailored suit. "Will you ever dare hurt Britney again?""I didn't hit her!" Avery cries, struggling against the guards restraining her. "Calvin, please, let Henry go! He's only 18 years old! He just got into Westbridge University!" 
On my birthday, Grandpa asks me, Harper Levinson, which man from the Zink family I wish to marry. I choose the fifth and youngest son without hesitation, and the elders are thrown into shock.
After all, everyone in our circle knows that I, the eldest daughter and future heiress to the Levinson Group, am deeply in love with their eldest son, Jonathan Zink. I've always insisted on marrying no one but him.
In my previous life, I did marry Jonathan. However, in our third month, I discovered that he was cheating on me with my illegitimate younger sister, Ruth.
That day, his eyes were filled with tears as he knelt before me. "Please forgive me. It was just an accident, I swear!"
I gave in but, ultimately, Grandpa found out and sent Ruth abroad. Jonathan believed it was all my doing, and from that moment on, he hated me to the bone.
Over the next few years, the elders in the family passed away one after another. We were always beaten to the punch in the market, and our company's confidential files were stolen.
On the very day I found out about my pregnancy, I was killed in a staged car accident.
Now, reborn into this life, I choose to let them fulfill their love instead. What I don't expect is when news of my engagement is announced, he storms into the engagement party and begs me to marry him. 
On the day of Stanley Frey and Tessa Hill's wedding anniversary, Tessa's present arrives as a phone call from the police."Hello, is this Mrs. Frey? This is the Nasterdam Police Department. There's been a report that your husband, Stanley Frey, has held a young woman against her will. We need you to come down and assist with our investigation."Tessa's heart sinks, her fingers instantly turning cold.With a vague idea of what this is about, she grabs a scarf and heads out the door.In the brightly lit police station, Tessa instantly spots the young woman who is surrounded by people.With a pout and clear annoyance on her face, the young woman snaps, "What's wrong with you people? Why haven't you arrested him yet? He locked me up in that presidential suite for seven days straight! I couldn't even get out of bed because of him! If that's not false imprisonment, then what is?" 

Alden Crestfall remains cold and distant to his wife, Thalia Marquette, even after two years of being married to each other. Furthermore, they only have sex once a month as previously agreed.
Thalia smiles and accepts Alden's condition out of love for him. She trusts that one day, she'll make Alden love her in return.
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Thalia catches Alden and his sister-in-law, Kiera Hollindale, getting it on in his office. As Thalia watches them going at it like wild, lustful beasts, she realizes Alden isn't as sexually disinterested as he claims to be.
It's just that Thalia isn't the woman Alden loves.
Any hope that Thalia had dies in an instant, and she divorces Alden before taking control over her family business once again.
When Thalia's name is listed in Fortune Global 500 and becomes her country's first female billionaire, Alden shows up with a bouquet of 999 roses to beg her for forgiveness.
"I was wrong, Lia. Please give me another chance," he says.
In response, Thalia takes a step back.
Meanwhile, the famous and prestigious scion, Darius Backshaw, suddenly appears and pulls Thalia into his arms.
"Screw off, you piece of scum! Don't you dare taint my wife's eyes with your presence any longer!" Darius exclaims. 

To save Rowan Sinclair, heir to the capital city of Westhaven, Ava Hartley throws herself off a cliff and loses her memory.
Everyone believes she is dead, except Rowan, who keeps searching for her.
Three years later, when Ava finally returns, she finds a woman at Rowan's side who looks almost identical to her.
For that woman, Rowan repeatedly casts Ava aside. He forces her to undergo humiliating exams to prove her innocence. He even threatens her family's safety to pressure her into ending a pregnancy that never existed.
When the two of them are kidnapped together, Rowan still chooses the other woman.
"Ava," he says, "Lia isn't like you. She's fragile. You fell off a cliff and survived three years. You can wait for me."
Ava exhales, finally understanding, and steps back over the edge of the cliff.
Her years of amnesia have given her new goals, and returning to Rowan was only a final gesture toward an old attachment. Now, for the first time, Ava can let him go completely. 
On the day of her stepsister's marriage registration, Marissa Eagan is dragged along to be a witness. She stands in the cold, waiting, her vision still adjusting after a recent recovery from blindness, only to witness a scene she wishes she hadn't seen.Her stepsister, Roxanne, walks in arm-in-arm with Joshua Colman, her husband of five years.Marissa's world comes crashing down. For a moment, she thinks her eyes are playing tricks on her. Then, the staff member at the city hall hands over a marriage certificate to the couple with a bright smile. "Congratulations on becoming husband and wife."If Joshua is listed as the spouse on Roxanne's marriage certificate, who exactly is the man on Marissa's marriage certificate? 

Winona Nander is known in her circle for her untamed, radiant charm. She watches lions bare their teeth on the Alencan savannah, dances till dawn in the underground clubs of Bolund, and switches boyfriends every few days. There is hardly a reckless thing she hasn't done. But fate has its own plans. She is being arranged to marry Caleb Solt, the most disciplined and proper gentleman in their circle. At their first meeting, Winona deliberately shows up five hours late, intending to put him in his place. But her father's men drag her straight out of a bar and send her to the exclusive teahouse. When she arrives, Caleb is seated by the window, quietly sipping tea. The afternoon light filters through the lattice, tracing soft shadows across his refined profile. He sits with calm grace, as if he has been waiting not for five hours, but for only five minutes. 
Bella Thompson assumed a new identity and entered into a three-year marriage contract with Justin Salvador, hoping to win his heart with her unwavering devotion.To her dismay, Justin hastily presented her with the divorce papers as soon as their contractual period expired. Heartbroken, Bella signed them and returned home, resuming her identity as the heiress of the Thompson business empire.From then on, Bella no longer hid her remarkable talents. She was not only a billionaire heiress, but also a medical prodigy, a world-class hacker, and a fencing champion.Determined to get her revenge, Bella went all out to humiliate her ex-husband’s childhood sweetheart at an auction. She also became her ex-husband’s biggest business rival.Finally, Justin confronted her, saying, “Bella Thompson! Must you be so ruthless?”Bella sneered and retorted, “How I treat you now is only a fraction of the cruelty you subjected me to back then!” 
At 20 years old, Amelia Caldwell marries Matthew Sterling, an autistic man, who, in their five-year marriage, remains an unyielding block of ice, impervious to her warmth. He imposes three ironclad rules for her—no speaking to him, no touching him, and absolutely no intimacy with him.Then, an earthquake strikes. Amelia instinctively lunges for Matthew, desperate to protect him, only to see him carefully shield another woman and flee the collapsing ruins without a backward glance.She wakes in the hospital, covered in cuts and bruises, yet her first act is to stagger in search of him. When she finds him, she overhears the woman's gentle coaxing, "Matt, it's just a scratch. I really am fine. But your wife seems badly hurt… Don't you want to check on her?"After a brief silence, Matthew's voice cuts through the door, cold as winter."I don't like her, so it's none of my concern whether she lives or dies."In that instant, Amelia's heart turns to ashes.So when Leonard Sterling, Matthew's grandfather, rushes to the hospital, she locks eyes with him and makes one request."Leonard, please let me divorce Matthew!" 
My husband's little sweetheart is threatening to break up with him again. He’s drowning in misery, drinking so much that he landed in the hospital with a bleeding ulcer. Half dead, he mutters, "She’s the only one who dares to mess with me like this."
Then he grabs my hand and asks, "Honey, you’re a woman too. How do I get her to forgive me this time?"
It’s true. He’s cheated so many times, but this Vivian is the only one he actually cares about.
My phone buzzes—it’s a message from Vivian.
"Mrs. Carter! Please keep your husband in check! As a woman, don’t you have any pride left? Tell him to stop bothering me!"
I let out a sarcastic laugh and, just like always, ignore her.
On Eric’s fifth day in the hospital, he blew up my phone with calls. His mood was a mess as he yelled at me, "I’m in the hospital! Why haven’t you come to see me? Do you even care about your husband at all?"
I stayed calm. "I’m afraid if I show up, you’ll fall for me all over again."
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On my 23rd birthday, my brother, Eric Welsh, becomes the richest man in the country. During the grand birthday party he throws for the housekeeper's daughter, Fiona Dobler, he announces that she will receive the sole attention of the Welsh family.
Meanwhile, I have only a month left to live because of my faulty artificial heart, and I can't find a matching donor. While I'm being tormented physically and mentally, I video call him.
When he hears me coughing, he berates me, "Back then, you left because you were worried that I'll be a burden to you. What now? Are you regretting it because I'm rich?"
My throat feels tight as I stare intently at his unchanged expression through the screen, smiling wryly. "Eric, think of 300,000 dollars as a small amount and lend it to me."
On the other end, Eric snorts and gently assures Fiona, "It's a scam call. Don't worry."
Of course he has nothing to worry about. The healthy heart in his chest is mine. 

I marry the same man seven times, and he divorces me seven times for the same woman.
He does this so he can go on vacation with his first love as a supposedly single man while also protecting her from being the subject of scandalous gossip.
The first time we divorce, I attempt to take my own life to force him into staying. Despite being sent to the hospital in an ambulance, he didn't even bother to visit me.
The second time we divorce, I humble myself by applying to be an assistant at his company, all for the chance to see him more.
By the sixth time, I had already learned to quietly pack up my belongings and move out of his house.
At first, I was hysterical, but then I began to concede, and eventually, that grew to numb acceptance. Yet, time and again, he would remarry me on our previously agreed-upon date, only for history to repeat itself.
Finally, one day, after I hear that his first love is returning to the country again, I voluntarily hand him the divorce agreement.
Just like before, he promises to remarry me again on a certain date. But he doesn't know that this time, I'll be leaving for good. 









Cristelle looked the man directly in the eyes, "They're my life. I won't leave them behind, no matter what. You don't need to waste your breath. I won't give my babies to you, no matter what you say. I know you're the father, but you've never done anything for them before. Mr. Bradley, please let us go. We won't see you again. Just pretend that we've never met each other before."Linford looked sad as he whispered, "No, it's not gonna happen. I won't allow you to slip away again." He paused before saying softly, "I've never wanted to take the babies away from you, Cristelle. I want to raise them together with you."Cristelle's eyes lit up shortly, "What is your plan then?"Linford calmly uttered, "Candace and Cody need a dad. We're their parents, and we need to take our responsibility. So, let's get married."Get married?!Cristelle was shocked.Did he want to marry her?The most powerful billionaire CEO in this city wanted to marry her."No! I WON'T marry you!" Cristelle could never forget that night. She couldn't stop shuddering every time she thought about it.She once belonged to the elite circle; however, the cruel people behind them schemed several tricks to drag her entire family into a mud pit. First, her father was accused of being a corrupt politician, sending him to jail. Her mother barely accepts the truth that they were framed and humiliated, pushing her to commit suicide. Her youngest sister suddenly disappeared without any trace. And she was falsely accused as a whore after being sent to someone's bed that she thought was her fiance's bedroom.The schemers robbed everything that belonged to them, and she was driven into the deep abyss. Five years later, she became a fashion designer; however, a strange man blocked her path, claiming to be her children's father. **** 
"Young lady, whose bastard is that inside you?"
"Don't you know any shame? Is this how I raised you?"
The living room was warm, yet a cold sweat broke out across my back. I stroked my swollen belly, looked at their outraged faces, and suddenly let out a low chuckle.
"You really don't know?"
Father crushed his cigarette butt savagely into the ashtray, sparks flying up before dying. "How would we know what shameful things you've been up to out there?"
"The kidnappers," I said softly, my voice like a snowflake landing on a hot iron plate. "Don't you remember? That year the kidnappers took both me and Liza. They wanted a 500,000 ransom. You only scraped together half, saying 'save the real child first.'"
My parents' faces instantly froze, like the surface of a frozen lake. They even seemed to forget to breathe.
"Later, you took Liza back. The kidnappers kept me for three more months." I touched my belly, fingertips registering a faint flutter of movement inside. "Did you really think I escaped on my own?"
But none of that mattered anymore. Because I was going to die. 


I had loved a man for five years, and hated him for just as long.
He took the money meant for my mother's treatment, and I leaked his company's secrets, bankrupting him overnight.
For those five years, we were locked in a fierce rivalry, a constant battle where everyone saw us as mortal enemies destined to destroy each other.
But the truth was, we hadn't been in contact for a long time.
When we met again, he had long since rebuilt his empire. Standing under the spotlight, facing a throng of persistent reporters, his words and demeanor were impeccably flawless.
A reporter suddenly brought up the past: "Back then, you mentioned a loved one you wished to spend your life with, even planning to marry at twenty-eight. Now…"
His fingers, holding the champagne flute, paused slightly. Then he lifted his gaze, a faint smile spreading in his eyes, clearly audible throughout the room: "Getting married soon." 


A lifetime ago, Chu Xun was shackled and thrown in jail on false charges. For three whole years, he suffered extraordinary torment from his cellmates every day. Even though he had escaped death many times, he still died from his cellmates' fists the day before he was to be released.After death, Chu Xun transmigrated to a different world of cultivation, where cultivation was the one true path. Carrying the weight of his hatred, Chu Xun began to cultivate in hopes of becoming an Immortal Emperor, who could manipulate heaven and earth and travel through time. After painstaking cultivation of three thousand years, he succeeded. Then he sacrificed all his cultivation without hesitation and returned to the day before he was to be released.This life, he wanted to find out the truth and the one behind his murder in last life. He would continue to cultivate and strengthen himself so that the tragedy would not repeat itself. He wanted to master his own destiny.In this life, what people would Chu Xun encounter and what experience of love and hate would he have with them? What difficulties would he encounter and how would he overcome? The answer is the book. 
PROLOGUE:
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"Ana. . ." he whispered, his smile dropping as he closed the distance between us. "I'm sor. . ."
My right hand met his cheek brutally, stopping all that he had to say. "How dare you?!" I hissed, landing another smack on the same spot. " How could you do this to me? " I raised my hand up again to place another one, but he caught my wrist before I could do so.
"Plan your next move very carefully," he spoke in a low tone, tightening his grip on my wrist, daring me to slap him again. Pain jolted from the area, forcing tears to sting at the corner of my eyes.
"Or what?" I scowled at him.
" You don't want to find out." He took a step closer, staring into my eyes. " And don't tempt me. "
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Anastasia Romanoff is a wise, strong willed girl with a good heart, but an unexpected circumstances leads her to people who tears her apart. What happens when she finds herself in the tent of Vito Escobar, a ruthless mafia leader and also her father's debtor?
However, things didn't turn out the way she expected. She is sexually tortured by the eldest sons of her master. But what happens when Pablo, the youngest of Vito's son returns from the military, who is not only intrigued but also smitten by her?
However, they begin to change each other, molding into something else. She does things she never dreamt of doing, and the rising tension between the two of them kills her inside.
But will she give into the sexy temptation walking around with an irresistible smirk that mushes her into a puddle? With the eldest sons after her body, will she be able to find refuge in the one she loves? Or will she remain as a slave to the Mafia household?
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