Fake Death

The day my daughter was declared brain dead, my billionaire wife was busy making soup for her first love, who was suffering from heart failure.
To fund a heart transplant for her first love , she made a phone call and injected our biological daughter with a large dose of nerve-blocking agents, taking her life .
The night before the burial, I begged her like a dog to come and see our daughter off...

He waited for me for two years. I turned him down twelve times. Every time he told me he liked me, I stayed silent. Every time he asked, "Have you really never felt anything for me?" I would turn my face away. I thought I would have endless chances. I thought he would always be there. Now when I close my eyes, all I can see is the last question he asked me under the moonlight. I thought it was gl...

The day I signed the divorce papers, Ethan Frost lit up the night sky with thousands of drones spelling out, ‘Vivian Moore, I love you.’ The whole city celebrated his new romance.
On our daughter, Sophie’s birthday, he watched coldly as Vivian’s daughter snatched away her favorite Elsa princess cake—and didn’t even blink when I was shoved down the stairs. Bleeding and trembling, I looked up to see...

He once swore the whole world to me，yet he threw me aside without a second thought，all for his precious adopted sister.
He trampled on my love, ruined my youth, and let me fall into the abyss alone while doting on another woman.
Years later, I return from the ashes, powerful and cold.
I will step into his world, shatter his fame, destroy his fortune, and take away everything he holds dear.
He aban...

I killed my elder brother, took over his identity, and indulged in everything he had worked so hard to gain.
Just when I thought life would stay perfect forever…
Years after my marriage, I came home one day ready for dinner.
My gaze froze firmly on the opposite side of the dining table.
There sat a ragged little boy covered all over in dirt and grime.
His face… looked exactly like mine ten years a...

In my last life, for the spy I executed, she framed me for treason and injected me with the zombie virus herself.

I died in a dungeon—by the hand of the one I trusted most.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back before it all began.

This time I didn’t interfere. I watched coldly as she got scratched, handed the only dose of serum to the spy, and as the gates swung open and he finally sho...

Three years ago, my twelve brothers died in the desert at night. A traitor stepped over my death notice and took the place that should have been mine. Three years later, I hide in a run-down convenience store, wiping shelves. I endure being spat on, having my beer stolen, and being called trash—I endured it all. Because I'm waiting. Waiting for someone to return, waiting for an answer. Some ask me...

I am a companion robot. I took drinks for her, cleaned up her messes, and pulled her out of the abyss of heartbreak.

I thought things would go on like that forever—until the night of our anniversary. I made a table full of her favorite dishes, but what came through the door was not an embrace. It was her, walking in arm in arm with the man who had once abandoned her.

Right in front of him, she c...

Four years ago, I left on a top-secret mission, and everyone assumed I was dead.

Four years later, I returned expecting a joyful homecoming, only to be struck by a devastating nightmare: three years ago, a local cartel hanged my wife from the rafters, and my ten-year-old son was locked in a cellar, suffering unimaginable abuse.

Right now, in a local dive bar, my enemies have a gun pressed to my...

When Cierra returned to the Valente family as the legitimate heiress and daughter, she didn’t expect her life to turn into something deeper than family crisis and politics.
Being married to Damon Moretti, a mafia don, ends with heartbreak sealed in resilience.
When betrayal and revenge collide, Cierra must find a way to escape and turn the tables around.

I share one body with Allen.

I’m the second self. He’s the original—kind, yielding. I handle everything that isn’t polite.

Together, we built a company from nothing—until an accident put me into a two-year sleep. Allen kept living alone in our body.

When I opened my eyes again, I was locked inside a car with sabotaged brakes, racing toward a cliff.

In those two years, a woman named Victoria sl...

My little sister and I each bear a Heart-Seed Mark etched into our chests.
Inside each seed grow Heartbeat Petals—currency that can trade for anything under the boughs of The Heart-Root, the ancient devouring tree.
At eight years old, I plucked one petal to cure Mom’s terminal cancer.
At ten, I tore out another to mend my older brother’s shattered bones after his brutal fight.
At twenty-four, I...

Elena once thought she had married a man who owed her his life.She saved Dominic from a deadly fire, only to be framed for a fatal hit‑and‑run by Chloe, who stole her identity as his savior. Betrayed by her husband, Elena was sent to Blackstone Women’s Maximum‑Security Prison, where she endured brutal torture and faced fifteen years of wrongful imprisonment.
But she refused to break.With Julian or...

I am Alice, the only heir to the Vampire King. Which means I had a front-row seat to watching my father cheat on my mother with another woman: the very servant paid to be my personal walking blood-bag.
By the third year of their public affair, my mother was handed a death sentence. Terminal Blood Corruption.
Instead of weeping, she ordered the Royal Enchanter to seal her medical records permanent...

They say you only appreciate something only when you've lost it.For Alpha Declan Silvercrest, that lesson came three days too late.

For three years, I built his pack's medical center from nothing. For three years, I stood by his side as his Luna. For three years, I begged for scraps of his attention while he catered to his "sick" childhood sweetheart, Selene.

When the pack doctor told me I had t...

Five months pregnant, I clung to the faint hope that my unborn baby and loving husband Liam would bring me warmth. But strapped to an operating table, I heard his cold order as the blade sliced my belly: cut out the fetus and discard it as medical waste—don’t delay Chloe’s kidney transplant.
My stepmother cheered next door, thrilled her daughter would get my kidney. They planned to drain me dry an...

I used to be the nation's top lock-picking expert. I saved countless lives.

But I couldn't save my own daughter.

At the dock, two children were strapped to bombs.

The girl had less time—I should've saved her first.

But my husband Damien held a knife to his throat, forcing me to save the other one first.

His illegitimate son.

I compromised.

The moment I opened the lock, the kidnapper ripped ...