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After confessing her love to her childhood best friend, Gabrielle finds herself rejected and sold to a cruel high official in exchange for power by the best friend whom she loved so much. Hurt, betrayed, subjected to abuse, and stripped of her noble title Gabrielle begins to lose all hope until one day she runs into a man from a neighboring kingdom in need of help. Despite the danger Gabrielle agrees to help this man get back to his kingdom only to find that he is King and he is smitten with her. Will Gabrielle find her happily ever after with her new found love or will a sudden change of heart from her childhood best friend tear them apart?

Three years of devotion. Three years of loving Julian with everything she had. Only to be framed for a divorce and personally sent to prison by him. "I didn't kill her," Evelyn begged. "I didn't kill the woman you love." "I don't believe you." Facing a death sentence with no one to turn to, Evelyn made the most desperate choice of her life — she threw herself at the one person Julian would never forgive. His younger brother. "Get me pregnant. Please. It's the only way I survive." Because pregnant women are not subject to the death penalty. By the time the truth surfaced and Julian realized the woman he destroyed was innocent, it was already too late. He dropped to his knees. "Eve, I was wrong. Give me one more chance." A hand caught his wrist before he could touch her. "She's already my wife, brother."

Her first time carrying out a system mission was to win the heart of Xie Jinbai. To teach him to understand love and affection, Cui Lingyao married him. After two full years of marriage, she finally completed the mission and chose to leave the world, but the system informed her that Xie Jinbai's Love Value was full, passively triggering a one-year cool-down period. Thus, Cui Lingyao was forced to stay for a 'cool-down' of one year. But within this year, despite his Love Value being at maximum, Xie Jinbai actually decided to marry a concubine. He taught himself the heartlessness and fickleness of the men of the era. Cui Lingyao watched the new woman enter the household. Watched him place another woman on a high pedestal. Watched him indulge that woman in humiliating her in public. Until his last ounce of remorse was also exhausted. In a drowning incident, she died a clean and decisive death. Her final glance before death. In the bone-chilling lake water, the ever-calm and rational man lost his composure for the first time, rushing toward her like a madman, holding her with bloodshot eyes, his entire body trembling violently. — She had thought everything was over, that they would never cross paths again. Unexpectedly, three years later, the system came to her once again. Asking her if she wanted to accept another mission…

It always starts with an accident. That’s how all these stories go. One moment, you’re minding your own business, and the next, you wake up in someone else’s body. For Caspian, his accident started earlier than he even knew. Maybe it began when his sister got him into romance novels? Or when he started really sympathizing with the villains at the ends of books? He’d never know. It was too late to worry about it now. For now, he had to find a way to fix this nightmare, or rehabilitate his image, all while trying to free himself from the fate set out for him. All because of the damn "gods" who he'd cut a deal with. These were the only two options he had available, and he wasn’t sure he could succeed at either. The man he had taken over for had been…a true piece of work. And the secret villain of the book he had been reading before he passed. It had been a harem novel. A reverse harem novel. He was trapped in a huge ass CASTLE with a bunch of men who hated him because he was taking affection and time away from their shared wife. All Cass wanted to do was be a good person, not mess around with this poor woman and her far too handsome husbands. But why would no one leave him alone? Was he too suspicious? And why, after going out of his way to avoid them like they had asked, did they keep pestering him? And where did the heroine go? How was he going to manage three, handsome men without the heroine?

Lu Sangjiu spent over a year imprinting the innocent image of herself—often coughing up blood, delicate, and frail—into the hearts of everyone in the Seven Emotions Sect. In reality, the frequent coughing of blood was real, but she wasn't actually that delicate and frail. In the beginning, she had only one purpose for coming to the Seven Emotions Sect: to strip away the female lead Ye Zhiyao's destiny and break free from the shackles of the Heavenly Dao! Later, looking at the simple and kind-hearted fools of her sect, she thought to herself, since it's convenient anyway, I might as well save who I can! As the saying goes, the only thing that can defeat a pure white lotus is a refreshing little green tea. So, in order to compete with the female lead Ye Zhiyao, who possesses immense luck and is loved by all men, it wouldn't be too much for her to occasionally speak some "green tea" words, right? And so... Facing a demon beast, Lu Sangjiu, while spitting blood, bravely said: "Eldest Senior Brother, don't worry about me, hurry and save Senior Sister Ye, she's more important than I am!" The hot-tempered Eldest Senior Brother stood firmly in front of her, "Nonsense! My Little Junior Sister is the most important!" Facing a scheming bitch, Lu Sangjiu, while spitting blood, choked out: "Second Senior Sister, don't misunderstand, she wasn't bullying me, I'm not wronged at all!" The crybaby Second Senior Sister, while wiping her tears, gave her a live performance of tearing the scheming bitch apart by hand. Facing an Evil Cultivator, Lu Sangjiu, while spitting blood, stubbornly said: "Third Senior Brother, you go first... I will definitely do my best to hold on until you bring people back to save me!" The timid Third Senior Brother mustered his courage, had a breakthrough on the spot, and crushed the Evil Cultivator! Later, Ye Zhiyao pointed her sword at Lu Sangjiu, claiming she was the Demon Cultivator Gu Huang, who brought disaster to the world a hundred years ago, and that she should be killed. Everyone stood firmly in front of Lu Sangjiu, "Impossible! Little Junior Sister is too frail to withstand a gust of wind; there's no way she's the Great Demon!"

After being found and brought back by her wealthy family, Arabella Donovan has an unexpected awakening and discovers that the world she lives in is a mishmash of popular story tropes. Her eldest brother is the tragic guy in a melodramatic, angsty novel; Her second brother is the cannon fodder in an showbiz power-fantasy novel; Her third brother is the scapegoat who ends up with a criminal record in a doting teen romance; Her fourth sister is the vicious villainess in a 'real vs. fake heiress' story; And even her parents are just antagonistic background characters in some sweet, middle-aged romance. Arabella Donovan: This family is a complete collection of misfortunes. The word 'tragic' doesn't even begin to cover it. Her family, after hearing all of her inner thoughts: "..."

Xu Changqing could never have imagined that after waking up from a faint caused by heatstroke, it would be as if she had already lived a lifetime. After the dream, the very first thing she did was to pick up a long-legged stool. Smashing her brother-in-law, tearing into her own sister. Whoever comes, she'll take them on. Shen Weimin had always cherished someone in his heart. He silently guarded her his whole life without regret or complaint, and only when he was about to pass away just before her did he realize that she was not without feelings for him. Waking up one day, he was ecstatic and vowed never to be that fool again in this lifetime, but then he heard about her actions, which were different from her past life? Is she reborn, or has she been transmigrated into...

She was reborn by borrowing her twin sister's identity; from then on, the useless young miss of the Sterling Family transformed into a goddess who crushes all. Just as she was having a blast taking revenge on the scumbags, she found herself entangled with the most mysterious man from the Valerius Clan. In Aurora Sterling's eyes, Damien Valerius was just a scoundrel, a drama king, and a shameless rogue! However, to Damien Valerius, this slyly mischievous little fiancée of his was the antidote he never wanted to be without for his entire life.

The June weather was already getting hotter day by day. Even though the rainfall in Novaria was still quite abundant this season, bringing a trace of coolness when it rained, but once...

Tang Yanxi never expected her life to take such a dramatic turn. In a twist of fate, she found herself married to Sheng Jianan, the enigmatic and aloof heir to a powerful business empire. On their wedding night, he presented her with three strict rules, setting the tone for their unconventional union. Initially, Tang Yanxi viewed their marriage as a ridiculous charade, assuming their relationship would be nothing more than two strangers living under the same roof. However, she soon discovered that her mysterious husband had other plans. "Darling, we should contribute to the continuation of humanity," he whispered, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Sweetheart, regular exercise is essential for a healthy lifestyle," he insisted, his tone playful yet persuasive. Where was the promised distant and cold-hearted man? What happened to the three rules he had so firmly established? Tang Yanxi's frustration reached its peak as she demanded, "Will you please just be quiet?!"

She was the most dazzling heiress of A City's elite, but a sudden turn of events had left her with no choice but to "seek refuge" with that man who was significantly older than she—

She was the scatterbrained journalist Xia Yanxin, who infiltrated the Heaven-Earth Gala to interview for an exclusive story and inadvertently provoked the Supreme dark young master. Amidst the dark cruise and a twisted hunting game, she turned his world upside down. From then on, she became his private pet of the night, trapped in a fate from which she could not escape. He was the Prince of the night, the mischievous Long Yutian. He was used to controlling everything, scheming tirelessly for her, but in the end, he lost his heart... Perhaps in that hunting game, he was the real loser!

[Recommended New Book by the Author: "Rebirth of a Powerful Figure with Many Masks"] An Xiaomian was pregnant. She wanted to get an abortion, but the father of her little bun suddenly showed up at her doorstep, forcefully invading her life, insisting that she give birth to the child. She didn't want to, yet the man fiercely confined her and monitored her 24 hours a day.

He transmigrated into the body of a sixteen-year-old boy. Asou Akiya’s new parents were dead, he had no ties, no burdens, no way back; the original owner had left him nothing but a precarious foothold as the lowliest grunt in Yokohama’s most notorious port organization. For an ordinary human without a single ability, simply staying alive was set to nightmare difficulty. No golden finger from the heavens? Then he would forge his own. Four years later. Destiny finally handed him its greatest turning point. After a cataclysmic explosion rocked the city, Asou Akiya, with meticulous calculation and trembling hands, rescued a breathtaking French beauty who had lost all memory. The man had been betrayed, abandoned, left fragile and shivering in the cold; yet beneath that porcelain vulnerability burned a soul of blinding brilliance and combat prowess that touched the very ceiling of this world. “…Who… am I?” “You are a romantic French poet, Rimbaud.” “A poet?” “Yes,” Akiya whispered, voice steady as scripture, “and you are the love of my life.” From that moment, Asou Akiya placed him upon the apex of his heart and spoiled him rotten. He soothed every wound with tenderness, watered the tender shoots of love with carefully tended lies, and watched them bloom. So what if memory returned one day? He had already seized the most priceless treasure in the world. Thank you, Verlaine! The partner you were willing to discard is now my wife. 【Asou Akiya × Rimbaud (French name: Jean Nicolas Arthur Rimbaud)】 {Mon âme éternelle, Observe ton voeu Malgré la nuit seule Et le jour en feu.} O my eternal soul, Hold fast to desire In spite of the night And the day on fire. — From A Season in Hell, Rimbaud

She married a stranger to honor her grandmother’s dying wish. She woke up in his bed, broken, confused, and forgotten. Cherry Blaire thought her paper marriage to billionaire heir Gilbert Ace Carter would stay just that, paper. They were strangers bound by obligation, not love. But one night changes everything when she wakes up beside him… and he doesn’t even recognize her. Haunted by shame and betrayal, Cherry tries to walk away from the marriage quietly, until a cruel trap lures her into the hands of a man who believes he bought her. Trapped, helpless, and on the edge of being destroyed, she calls on the only name that might save her: Gilbert Ace Carter. But Gilbert is fighting demons of his own, lies, power games, and a heart that’s slowly unraveling everything he thought he knew. As dark secrets rise and enemies close in, Gilbert and Cherry are forced to confront the truth about their past, their hearts, and each other. Will a marriage born from duty turn into love worth saving? Or will betrayal shatter them before it ever begins?

How did Quinn find himself in this situation? Quinn had thought that everything had been terrible and awful before now, but after his doctor visit, things had only taken a turn for the worst. What he had thought was a simple, maybe aggressive cold, had turned out to be so much worse. Quinn had lived his whole life as a beta. He thought he was going to live, grow a family, and die a beta. He had no idea what had changed. Was it his heartbreak? The fact that he had longed to be loved properly by his best friend who was an alpha? He hoped that wasn’t the case, because this was the worst possible outcome that could happen. He would not, could not, baby trap anyone. Especially when he didn’t even know who the father of the child in his stomach was to begin with. One night of out of character fun had ruined his life, forever. How was he going to hide this? Could he even hide this? What happened when his friends started asking questions? What happened when he started showing? Was he going to have to quit his job? He hadn’t even gotten over his crush on his best friend, and now he was pregnant?! Everything was truly falling apart.

"Hey! Why did you undress?" I said without glancing at him, only to hear his genuine and humorous laugh. "What happened to you? Why do you look so scared? Oh, come on, don't you dare think nasty of me". Again, with his joyful and teasing laughter. I just shut my mouth and ignored him. I focused my glare on the floor, shivering cold in my sopping wet dress. "Didn’t you say you wanted to stay for a while, and that you don't want to go home yet? It's not good for you to stay in your soaked dress for very long. I'm serious, and I don't want you to get hypothermia. So, you'd better slip off that gown and hang it on the railing to dry a little. Doesn't it feel heavy?" He looks serious, delivering his point. He's probably right, but that seems uncomfortable. Disrobing in front of Ziggy while ogling over his naked body, it feels so awkward to me. He is my best friend, my hero, and if there is something that is most important in my life, it is to not lose him. I tried hard not to fall in love with him because they say relationships are complicated, and being in love with your best friend and failing hurts double time. What if it's too late for me to realize that he is more than just a best friend, but really my first and only true love? DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN ADULT LANGUAGE AND CONTENT. IT IS NOT SUITABLE FOR ANYONE UNDER THE AGE OF 18 AND MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR ALL ADULT READERS. VIEW AT YOUR DISCRETION. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Laura Charles has to keep her head down. To work. To keep her carefully built walls up. Because last time they weren't? She lost everything. Now, coming to work as a ladies' maid for a noble family, she has to walk the delicate line between the wings, carefully concealing her past. She can't let anything shake her. Aleksi Kazarin is in a new country. A new house. One where he doesn't speak the language and they aren't exactly welcoming. He thinks this was a colossal mistake, until she arrives. A stuck up woman who has absolutely no interest in him? What could be more fun than to get on her nerves? They're terrible for each other, and yet, neither of them seems to be able to stay away.

He was born different, and he did not want the throne. But sometimes, life is all about fate, and inevitability. Or a grandpa whose scheme extends beyond his grave. . . . Their first meeting? She broke into his apartment and tied him to a chair. Of course she got what she wanted, but not the last laugh, ending up tied to him in what could only be called a forced engagement. After all, only if she was his other half should she share his misfortune with him, right? Right? So… “Grandp– Grandpa, you have screwed me over.” “Of course not.” “But–” “No but. You are my favorite grandson, how can I not want what is best for you?” “You tied me to the woman who tortured me and most probably planned to kill me! And you say that is the best for me?” “Oh, don't overdramatize things, grandson. We both know you just played along.” “...” “Anyway, the red string has already been tied. There is nothing that can be done anymore.” “Gramps–” “Shuuut, go away. I’m already dead, stop bothering me.” “Gramps–” “There, there… Go, fate is waiting for you.” “Arghhh… Damn you, old man!!!” “Hehehe… You will thank me later.” "ARGHHHHH!!! DAMN YOU OLD MAN!!!” ..... On Webnovel, Scribble Hub, Wattpad, and RoyalRoad.

Synopsis: Roses are red, violets are blue. Lila, a florist grieving the loss of her fiancé James, feels his presence in every flower she arranges. Each bloom carries a memory—a joyful moment, a loving gesture, or a quiet promise they once shared. As her days blur into loneliness, she wonders if she’ll ever feel whole again. When Ethan, a kind and thoughtful stranger, begins visiting her shop, Lila finds unexpected comfort in his presence. His quiet support helps her see that while the pain of losing James will always be part of her, it doesn’t mean her story is over. Through small acts of courage and moments of healing, Lila learns that even in the shadow of grief, life offers new chances to love, grow, and start again. "Roses are red, Violets are blue" is a heartfelt story about loss, resilience, and finding hope in the beauty of life’s unexpected blooms.