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Drown in My Ex's Arms

Serena Stanton never imagined she would encounter Adrian Shaw again in this lifetime. Unexpectedly, due to a hotel card mix-up, she opened the door and bumped into her ex-boyfriend she hadn't seen in five years. During their school days, Serena was an ordinary girl who adhered to rules and completed her studies through financial aid. Adrian Shaw was a cold and unruly aristocrat who was never short of flattery and attention. They were worlds apart, seemingly having nothing in common. Yet, few knew they once secretly dated. When they broke up, the situation was tense and awkward. Years later, upon reuniting, Serena fortunately thought that someone as distinguished and admired as Adrian Shaw, heir to the Shaw Family, would not remember her among the countless people who liked him. Until at a gala, Adrian Shaw's rival, The Second Master Grant, publicly announced, "My fiancée, Serena Stanton." In public, he held her hand with an indifferent and genuine tone, "Miss Sterling looks familiar." In private, within the dimly lit bedroom of a villa, Adrian Shaw held Serena's chin, his tall and imposing figure pressing her against the mirror, kissing her lips fervently: "Shall I notify your fiancé that we're getting marriage certificates tomorrow?" The Shaw Family and the Grant Family were arch enemies, and Serena was perceived as the Young Madam of the Grant Family. After their secret relationship was exposed, new and old grievances were stirred. Everyone expected Serena to have completely enraged Adrian Shaw and waited to see her beg in distress. Until one day, someone witnessed the usually aloof man forcibly pull the nearly passing Serena into his embrace. Large hands gripped her slender waist as he bowed his head into the nape of her neck, his voice lingering, "Darling, hold me." That night, the elite circle buzzed with explosive gossip: Adrian Shaw is undermining his dead rival, preparing to steal the bride!
Returning Wild Geese · 74.7k Views

The Whole Internet is Shipping Me with My Ex-Boyfriend

The whole internet is shipping me with my ex-boyfriend National film emperor, Chi Yu, lived up to his name, like a gentle breeze or bright moon. One day, rumors spread that he had a girlfriend whom he pampered for years. Media reporters scrambled to interview him, but his indifferent face in front of the camera said: Just rumors. Entertainment industry big shot, Gu Yuan, is rich, beautiful, well-connected, and has a boyfriend who loves and spoils her, Chi Yu. The outside world doesn't know that Gu Yuan had once spent a fortune to support Chi Yu's debut, making him quickly rise to fame, only for him to now turn around and dump her, truly heartless. - Not long after, Gu Yuan healed herself, quickly moving on from the emotional shadow, becoming indifferent and cold-hearted, never considering any man again. Chi Yu stood by the seaside, still like a gentle breeze or bright moon, but there was a persistent emotion in his eyes: "What will it take for you to forgive me?" Gu Yuan responded with a smile, pointing at the tumultuous sea: "Jump in. If you die, I'll forgive you, after all, the dead deserve respect." Chi Yu: "..." - That day, a video went viral all over the internet—a clip inadvertently captured Gu Yuan showing up on an outdoor reality show for a few seconds, where she was lying on a tree asleep, while Chi Yu gazed up at her affectionately. Initially, the whole internet was calm: Not shipping! Absolutely not shipping! Eventually, the whole internet exploded: Please, someone hold my head down and let me ship fervently! (A truly beautiful and rich heroine X a truly regretful hero chasing his wife in a crematorium)
Nanxi Bu Xi · 162.9k Views

Keeping a secret from my Alpha mate

Kiara Kingsley had learned how to disappear. Exile taught her that—how to keep her head down, bury claws beneath skin, how to pass as human, how to raise a child in a world that would never understand what he truly was. For years, she believed she had succeeded. The past stayed silent. The pack stayed away. And her little Mat grew, blissfully unaware of the blood humming in his veins. Until the night he vanished. The hamlet spiraled into panic - questions,sirens,fear. But Kiara felt none of it. The air carried their scent.She knew exactly who had taken her little Mat. And she knew what it would cost to get him back. Returning meant facing Caspian Silverheart—her Alpha mate, the one man she never learned how to hate. The same man who had stood frozen and shattered as his father pronounced her banishment, sealing her fate before their entire pack. Kiara never blamed Caspian. Some sins were too heavy to share, and she had carried hers alone. To bring Mat back, Kiara knew she must return beyond the veil and face the one truth she had spent years avoiding. Some betrayals were written into fate long before love ever had a choice. Crossing the veil, Kiara expected judgment, hatred, and the ghosts of everything she had destroyed. What she did not expect was a world she no longer recognized. The pack she left behind had been reshaped. Power had shifted. Familiar laws felt dangerously flexible. And the silence surrounding her little boy’s disappearance was far too deliberate to be accidental. As old bonds resurfaced and buried truths began to stir, Kiara realized her exile may never have been about punishment. It may have been about erasure. And the laws governing blood, lineage, and power now circled dangerously close to Mat as well. Because Mat was not just her little boy. He was a convergence…of bloodlines, of broken oaths, of a future the pack was never meant to unlock. Now that she had returned, the lies holding their worlds together were beginning to fracture. (**spoiler alert - The story involves several supernatural myths, lores and creatures apart from the wolves themselves.This might not be a typical reverse harem story but might contain elements of it. Certain subplots might contain elements/mention of r*pe.Readers discretion suggested. Happy reading to all of you, hope you have a blast reading this baby!)
AFrost · 13.8k Views

Reincarnated as the Villain's Spouse (BL)

He died once — pushed to death by the one person who had spent years making his life hell. || He woke up in someone else's body. Someone else's wedding. Someone else's empire. The rules of his new life were simple: smile at the banquets, pour the tea, be the perfect house-husband. Survive. Gerffron Wadee was very good at surviving. He had already done it once, in a different body, in a different world, under the hands of someone who hated him for simply existing. || He had not planned on Styrmir. He had not planned on the boy locked in the dungeon beneath the estate — eighteen years old, body wasted to half that, eyes like winter that had forgotten it was allowed to melt. He had not planned on the way that boy flinched at raised voices but never at his. Had not planned on the nights spent teaching him to read, the mornings teaching him to fight, the quiet dangerous in-between hours that felt like something Gerffron had never once been allowed to have. || He told himself it was pity. Then responsibility. He ran out of lies around the time Styrmir started looking at him like he was the only fixed point in a spinning world. The Duke has her own secrets. The Crown Prince has his own designs. And the past Gerffron thought he'd left behind in another life has followed him across worlds, wearing a brand new face. Gerffron Wadee has survived one lifetime of being destroyed by someone he trusted. He knows exactly how dangerous it is to let someone matter. || He lets Styrmir matter anyway. || Because some loves don't ask permission. They just arrive — quiet, inevitable, and absolutely impossible to undo. Between Them | BL isekai | slow burn | dark secrets | he came back to life just to lose his heart all over again
sonamakoi_20 · 9.6k Views