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My husband's protégé, Macy Sterling, bragged that she could "sense bombs with her eyes closed." Her intuition failed her, and she accidentally triggered a secondary detonation sequence. I had to step in, using a high-risk liquid nitrogen cooling method to save the entire building. Because of her blunder, Macy was removed from the front lines and suspended. My husband, Grant, tried to speak up for her, but I stopped him. "If you defend her now, you won't save her. You'll just get dragged dow

1. Seven years into my marriage with Gavin Sterling, he finally climbed into another woman's bed. I didn't call him to demand an explanation this time. I simply left the divorce papers on the nightstand, packed my bags, and walked out of the house. He didn't seem to care. Instead, he sent me a photo of him kissing another woman as a threat. "Don't you dare come crawling back for forgiveness this time," he texted. I calmly hung up the phone and blocked his number. A month later, Gavin could

1 I was four months pregnant, and my husband, Mark, accompanied me to pick up my prenatal test results. His smile froze the moment he saw the report. He forcibly pulled me toward the abortion clinic. I stood there, dumbfounded. The doctor had clearly said the fetus was healthy! I broke free from his grasp, demanding, "Why the abortion?!" He didn't answer, but he'd already scheduled the procedure. Seeing me try to run, he grabbed my arm, "This child absolutely cannot be kept!" Protecting my belly

My daughter was born with a congenital heart defect. It took me five long years of desperate searching to finally find a matching donor heart. Before we entered the operating room, my husband, a world-renowned cardiothoracic surgeon, gripped my hand with tear-filled eyes. "Don't worry, baby. I promise I'll give our daughter a second chance at life with my own two hands." But halfway through the surgery, he rushed out of the theater without offering a single word of explanation. I stumbled i

1. In my past life, my Alpha husband loathed the Omega black wolf pup I bore him. He killed our child with his own hands, then tore me to shreds with silver-tipped claws. As I died, I cursed him to an eternity in the abyss. I watched his body fall with mine into the cold, moonlit depths of the chasm. When I opened my eyes again, I was back. It was the day of the joint ceremony, the day he was to choose his mate. This time, he didn't hesitate to choose my sister―a Beta grey wolf, just one ste

1. Elena Moreno never imagined that on her birthday, her son would hand her a peanut butter cup lethal enough to send her into anaphylactic shock. As consciousness faded, she heard Asher Whitmore's furious reprimand. "Knox Whitmore, did you not know your mother is deathly allergic to peanuts?" Knox's young voice cut through with terrible clarity. "I know. But I want Olivia to be my mom." "Dad, you want that too, don't you?" "Even if I..." A violent wave of suffocation crashed over her. S

In my past life, I was hacked to death by my brother for stopping him from getting a gender reassignment surgery to chase his male teacher. In this life, I smiled and handed him the surgical fees. "Don't be scared. I'll sell the house to send you to Thailand. I'll help you find your true love!" As he excitedly contacted a back-alley clinic, I quietly sent him ten predatory loan apps. Later, my brother lay dying on the operating table, covered in bandages. "Sis, why didn't you stop me this tim

My boyfriend always claimed he was asexual and hated being touched. In five years together, our relationship never went beyond holding hands and quick hugs. Even when we shared a bed, he wouldn't come near me. I thought he was just naturally cold and distant. Then he told me he was going to have a baby with his mentor's daughter. He said, "I'm just giving her my sperm. It was my professor's dying wish, and I couldn't say no." "Besides, Willow only has me as a friend." I gave a faint smile

I pulled Lydia Linley out of the roaring flames, but it cost me everything. I spent twenty days in a coma with third-degree burns covering most of my body. By my hospital bed, she had tearfully promised to give me the most magnificent wedding. But on the eve of the ceremony, everything changed. I found her sobbing in the arms of Jaxon Thorne, her first love who had just returned from London. "Jaxon, I honestly feel like vomiting whenever I look at Shane now, but he did save my life," she wh

Chapter 1 On the day my boyfriend got back with his first love, I boarded a flight to Washington, D.C. He told her, "Chloe was just a casual distraction. I won't ever contact her again. I'm only yours now." His friends worried I would crash their party and make a scene. None of them knew that this time, I was truly done. Before leaving for D.C., I accepted Dr. Whitman's invitation to join a top-secret medical research project. In two weeks, I would lose all contact with the outside world f

Prologue Three years after my death, my husband threw the divorce papers at the android that had been living my life. He did it just to see a flicker of jealousy or rage on her face. He wanted to see me break. But he was destined for disappointment. Three years ago, I traded my soul to the System to cure his terminal cancer. The woman staying by his side was just a machine, a tool without a single drop of emotion. It wasn't until his wedding day to another woman that the truth came out. H

1 On my son's fifth birthday, our family of three went to a remote national park to watch a meteor shower. Halfway through the night, my husband, Lucas, took a call and rushed off in a hurry. In the middle of the night, my son's asthma flared up, but the only emergency inhaler was in Lucas's car. I carried my son through the desolate wilderness, running frantically while calling Lucas over and over again. All I got in return was a cold, five-word text: "Busy now. Do not disturb." The next

It had been ten years since Bennett Pierce took me in. Today, he finally ran out of patience and put me on the auction block for his wealthy friends. When the red velvet curtain rose, someone let out a low whistle. Their smiles were oily and suggestive. "I heard she's a mute. Playing with a girl who can't scream must have a special kind of flavor." "But Bennett, you've raised this girl for a decade. Are you really okay with giving her away?" "Why wouldn't I be? She's not actually mute. She c

I bought the cabbages from my roommate's family farm for two dollars a head, which was the fair market price. In my family's restaurant, we turned them into a signature dish and sold them for twelve dollars each. When my roommate found out, she cornered me. "Chloe Vance, how can you be so greedy? You're just exploiting me because I'm from a farming family, aren't you?" "I'm warning you. You better hand over all the profit you made, or I'll make your life a living hell!" When I refused to

1. The shriek of tearing metal on I-95 was the requiem for my last life. In this life, the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was the center of the ballroom at The Plaza Hotel. The crystal chandeliers were blindingly bright―too bright for a place like hell. Then I saw him. Kyle Carlisle. My "moon-bound mate." The man I died for in my past life. He was in a custom Brioni suit, his gray-blue wolf eyes filled with impatience. A few of his fraternity brothers, the top predators of Manha

My brother brought his new girlfriend home today. The moment his fiancée, Lexie, saw me, she slapped me across the face. "Caleb! I'm warning you! If this little bitch doesn't get my brother out of prison, we are done!" My mother looked at me. I was pale and coughing up a storm, but she just screamed, "You useless girl! You're going to take your brother-in-law's place in jail. If you mess this up, I'll beat your face bloody every single day!" My father threw his heavy glass mug at my forehead.

Chapter 1 When I transmigrated into this novel, the story was already approaching its grand finale. The second male lead had stepped away from the corporate spotlight to live abroad, while the main couple reigned as supreme business titans. I was nothing more than an insignificant side character with terminal leukemia. Yet against all odds, someone as utterly negligible as me ended up becoming the second male lead's wife. I had always known that the woman he truly loved was the female lead,

I loved Preston Hayes with an obsession so toxic that I forced him down the aisle. At our wedding, the officiant asked him to say those three little words. He spoke into the microphone, his voice echoing across the ballroom. "I love you, Rose Mercer." The laughter in the room died instantly. My name is Jasmine Mercer. I always knew he was in love with my half-sister, Rose, but I had convinced myself I did not care. Then, right in the middle of our reception, Rose had a medical emergency and

I was the live-in son-in-law of the Hughes family. On our sixth wedding anniversary, my wife, Clarissa Hughes, brought her newly hired secretary home. With bloodshot eyes, I demanded to know what I meant to her. Clarissa intertwined her fingers with the man's and said dismissively: "You're just a dog to the Hughes family. What makes you think you have the right to lecture me?" With that, she wrapped her arm around him and walked into the master bedroom. Early the next morning, I handed her

When I fell from the nineteenth floor, Caleb Sterling was standing by the window watching me. His hand hadn’t even pulled back from the motion of pushing me. His female secretary stood right beside him. The two of them watched my body disappear into the curtain of rain. It was like watching a pebble drop into a pond, not even worth waiting for the splash. I died at thirty-one. At the end of a seven-year marriage, my husband and his mistress teamed up to throw me off my own company buildi