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Some stories start off like a fairytale. Some start off mediocre. Phoebe's started with untold tragedies. With a burning desire for freedom. A father who hates her. Where she’s taught neglect and abuse is love. She will stop at nothing to escape and reach her dreams. Taeyung was a boy raised to be a monster. A man with a deadly obsession. Where power through fear and blood became a second language. Her fire, her bite, her strength. It was a trap and he fell right in. Consumed by a desperation to own her. He’d burn the world for her. Tear down empires. Nothing will stop him. He would have her or no one else would. —————————————————— *This is a slow burn, enemies to lovers, Cinderella story with a kick ass female lead, who breaks through your typical narrative. The male lead is toxic and has a lot of growth to make but he does grow! So give him a chance, he may impress you* ~Please Check Auxiliary Chapters for Trigger Warnings, Photos, and Terms to know~

Alessia Moretti never wanted a life full of chaos. At twenty-three, she is a detective who believes in justice, not danger. Bold, stubborn, and unafraid to fight back, she has built her life chasing criminals until one night, she crosses paths with Enrico Rosette, the city’s most feared Mafia leader. Enrico is cold, ruthless, and untouchable. People speak his name in whispers. When Alessia stands up to him in a crowded club, she doesn’t just challenge him, she fascinates him. Enrico should have silenced her, but instead, he marks her as his. From that night, Alessia’s world begins to change. Can she escape the man she’s sworn to bring down or will Enrico’s darkness become the only place she truly belongs? Excerpt----- The bag was yanked off Alessia's head, harsh light stabbing her eyes. Zeus stood in front of her, smiling like the devil himself. “You should have killed me with them!” he roared, shoving the gun against her forehead. “Do it,” she hissed, stepping closer until the barrel pressed into her skin. “But if I live, I’m coming for all of you.” The shot rang out, pain exploding through her knee and dropping her to the ground. Minutes later, she was dragged into another room and froze. Enrico Rosette stood there, tattoos peeking from under his black shirt, his gaze sharp as a blade. “I don’t buy damaged goods,” he said coldly, turning to Zeus. “You broke the deal.” Desperation made Alessia reach for his leg. “Don’t leave me, Enrico.” He crouched, brushing her messy hair from her face. “You still have your nice hair, love. Why should I take you?” Her voice was steady. “Because I’ve changed. If you’re going to be my executioner, I’ll be yours first.” A slow, dangerous smile tugged at Enrico’s lips. He stood, signed the papers, and in one smooth motion fired a shot into Zeus’s leg. Zeus screamed, clutching the wound. “Next time you touch what’s mine,” Enrico said, calm as ever, “you won’t live to regret it.” Then he bent and took Alessia into his arms as if she weighed nothing. “Welcome back to my world, love.”

Orphaned in infancy, Yue Chan was plucked from tragedy by Elder Yun Ji, the revered Sect Leader of the Moonveil Saint Sect. Raised as his own in the heart of secluded peaks, she was given a name that echoed the moon's quiet grace—and a path of utter isolation. For reasons buried deeper than any disciple dares ask, she never stepped beyond the sect's misty barriers, training in secret under Yun Ji's unwavering guidance. Her cultivation bloomed in silence, far from prying eyes and worldly distractions. At just thirteen, the veil of mystery cracked open during the grand inter-sect battle tournament. Amidst prodigies from every corner of the cultivation world, the unknown girl from Moonveil descended like frost-kissed moonlight. Wielding power that defied her tender age, she claimed victory after victory, her masked face revealing nothing but cold, piercing eyes. The sect's banner flew higher than ever—yet the enigma only deepened. No one had seen her true visage. Whispers spread like wildfire: - Was she concealing a forbidden identity? - Did a curse mar her features beyond recognition? - Or were the scars of some ancient calamity too shameful to unveil? Years passed in seclusion. Yue Chan's strength grew legendary, surpassing even her brilliant martial sisters Huo Yan and Su Mei. She became the sect's silent pinnacle—profound, disciplined, untouchable. Then came Li Haoran. The favored disciple of Thunder Peak Sect, under the watchful eye of Elder Qing Yun—Yun Ji's closest confidant—Li Haoran was everything Yue Chan was not: passionate, chaotic, unapologetically alive. Their first encounter was chance, a fleeting clash of blades and wills during a rare alliance gathering. What began as rivalry thawed something long frozen within her icy core. His reckless warmth chipped at her solitude; her quiet depth steadied his storms. But fate had woven a far greater thread between them. Beneath surface personalities lay a sealed secret—an ancient bond, a shared destiny, perhaps a counterpart forged in forgotten oaths or celestial design. Rivals by sect, yet drawn inexorably together, they uncovered truths that could shatter alliances, awaken dormant powers, or bind their lives in unbreakable fate. Will the masked Supreme Warrior and the thunderous disciple become eternal foes, locked in heavenly conflict? Or will they stand side by side—life and death entwined—to conquer the shadows of their past and claim the destiny that awaits?

Ratelsi lives in a world transformed by the Neo Opus energy storm, a world that shuns her kind. As runners, she and her best friend Timoth, were tasked with a routine delivery that goes sideways when they uncover an unexpected contraband. This small, unassuming package blurs the lines between right and wrong, leaving Ratelsi to confront who she is, decide how she must live and if she's willing to fight for a world that may never accept her.

Opening her eyes within the Tomb of the Burning Apostle, Kierra can only wonder; why the hell has her game become real? Now stuck in the body of a Lich in a world that has good reason to despise Liches, Kierra can at least take comfort in the fact that her love of her character's Lore and of Magic in general remains unchanged. (I wish I knew how to write synopsis)

Su Wanyan read a novel that a friend recommended to her, saying how she'll have a love-hate relationship with it. However, what she didn't expect was that she's going to get transmigrated there—as the Alpha cannon fodder, no less! Armed with her knowledge in the novel, she decided to live a salted fish life and stay far, far away from the main plot. However, due to circumstances, she kept getting pulled right in! “While Moonlight (FL), if you keep this up, I'll be thrown in the gutters!” _-_-_-_-_-_-_ Hello! This is my first work, so please bear with me. Oh and this isn't a translated work, I just used Chinese names and settings as those are what I often read, so I thought, “Hey, why not?“ Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this! {Oh and the cover photo is AI generated, if you aren't comfortable with that, then it's up to you whether you still want to read this. Have a nice day!} _-_-_-_-_-_ https://discord.gg/QBeNvd9j7G this is the discord server for this novel, guys! join now (so we can all bite our dear moderator/beta reader)!

WARNING: Some mature content!!! 18+ This is what you call Urbantasy.. Fantasy in an urban setting with a strong female lead -- a story riddled in mystery, magic, and a lot of sass. ======= CHAPTER 1 sneak peek! ======= The air between them tightened like a rope. Cael leaned closer, head tilting slightly, pulling at her waist again, smugness softened into something sharper and quieter. His eyes flicked to her lips then back to her eyes as if asking for permission he didn't need. Hunger of a different kind pumped through Cael. The hunger that Galathea unmistakably recognized as it pressed hard against her lower abs, forcing through the fabric as if it can tear through. At the sensation, Galathea's mouth parted before she could stop it. Her whole body screamed at her to either shove him away or close the last inch between their lips herself. ===== SYNOPSIS ===== Galathea Brooks spent her life surviving quietly -- counting inventory, enforcing rules, keeping her head down inside one of the most powerful art institutions in the city. It's a simple life because paint doesn't talk; power doesn't notice people like her. and names are just names. -- That is... until a painting remembered her. When ancient works buried beneath Artemis Art Gallery began to respond to Galathea's presence, she becomes the center of the system that's older than the building itself. A system that cataloged her long before she knew it existed. Her name is not a coincidence. It is a KEY. Cael Alexander, on the other hand, has always understood control. As Artemis' immaculate but dangerous CEO, he manages secrets like no other. He knows the gallery and its bowels more than anyone. He knows what's hidden; he knows what's awaken. What he didn't expect, however, was Galathea. As archaic works of art start to stir, boundaries fracture -- between observer and artifact, power and possession, restraint and desire. Every choice Galathea makes draws her deeper into fate that doesn't want permission... only acknowledgement. Mind you, awakenings don't ask when you're ready.

After her inexplicable death in her sleep, Kurokawa Saki was thrown into the Death Game section selection. Receiving information that there are 12 players with various different IDs, she quickly found out how unreliable most of them were. Moreover, half of them were in the Red party and the other half was in the Black Party. So the werewolves game has started. Moreover, the game still gave them inexplicable missions from time to time. Kurokawa Saki: “...” It's so exciting. When the mainline started and the ‘dead’ players received new ID, they had just realized the game was driving them further and further away in various ‘fun’ scenarios. … [No. 1]: I know that I'm the member of the organization on the surface but what the hell is this task of dancing in the nightclub? Moreover, I'm being hit on and could only run away. That blond haired bartender has been glaring at me! [No. 2]: My second ID is a high school student and I transferred to Teitan High School. Due to the mission to get Sonoko's sister's phone number, I had to play with these two students and Conan has been glaring at me, ah, ah! [No. 3]: My first ID is a killer, the second one is a serial killer, and the third one is a drug dealer. Can't you give me a normal identity? I didn't even dare to come out of my house now! [No. 4]: I'm a police officer, but I'm not even as good as an elementary school student in solving cases. And what do you mean that I'm just a violent police officer, huh? Watch me break the telephone pole, you b*stard! + 8 more people. … After a few scenarios, everyone came to the same conclusion The players: This game is too hard! Not only do they have to act in accordance with their ID card, they also have to complete various strange missions. So… let's make trouble :) When the vice leader of their group sees what they have been doing through their daily share in the chat…. Public Security Officer [5]: … NO, What the hell is wrong with you? One of you is fighting with Shuichi Akai and the other one is fighting with Furuya Rei? You even earn exclusive titles from them! You two are on the freaking Red Side! The two troublemakers: Hehe, sorry, Vice Leader, we're under too much pressure and fighting can enhance ‘friendship.’ Public Security Officer [5]: No, your exclusive titles from them show how much they hated you. And when he tried to calm down, he found out the others are not any better. [6]: Wow, it's so fragrant to tease this pink haired post graduate school student~ [7]: Ah, I nearly died in the hands of Gin… when can I receive the death script QAQ [8]: Let me fight the FBI again. I'm itching to fight. [9]: Why do I have to be the attending doctor of the main characters, ah… [10]: Oh, I just threatened Vermouth [11]: Oops, Conan is glaring at me for teasing Ran [12]: Hey, this female announcer is really nice. I felt bad for lying to her. As the only serious one, no. 5 just wanted to say one thing: [5]: …Destroy it. I'm tired. … Note 1: There’ll be OOC and the character's interpretation might not be correct. A lot of original characters in the world’s settings, playing for fun and all. (more wines and police officers, a few original cases, and the player group’s self made case) Note 2: There will be a lot of personal subjective thoughts in the article. If you have any parts that you don’t agree with, please stop the loss in by clicking the arrow on the upper left corner in time. Thank you for your cooperation. Note 3: The style is mixed between comedy and tragedy… you’ve been warned Note 4: This is a fan fiction, I don't own the characters belonging to the comic. I only made a few original characters for the sake of the story Note 5: I made this more for myself and for fun so eh, don't expect too much

They say seven is the number of perfection. For Luna Seraphine, it was the number that ended her silence. Six times, she tore the divorce papers apart, choosing love over pride, endurance over dignity, surrendering to the cruel demands of the mate who never cherished her. The seventh time, she signed her name without trembling. Alpha Ravyn panicked. His mistress, Daisy, the daughter of Seraphine’s former nanny, laughed it off. She’s only throwing a tantrum, they said. She’ll crawl back. They were wrong. The truth shattered what little remained of her heart: the child she had loved and raised for six years was never hers. That revelation became her breaking point. This time, Luna Seraphine walked away without looking back. As her power rose, so did Ravyn’s regret. The Alpha who once discarded her now slept outside her door, desperate for a single glance. But the woman who opened that door was no longer the Luna he broke. Cold, untouchable, unforgiving. Ravyn fell to his knees, begging for her hand, only to realize he was no longer the only one. Men of influence and power now competed for her attention because Luna Seraphine was no longer just a Luna. She was a world-renowned business mogul, a shadowed philanthropist. The most sought-after surgeon of her time, and a cyber genius. Then, a powerful, cold Alpha, one infamous for hating women, just shook the entire werewolf world and the North American billionaire elite, the Sovereign Circle, with a single tweet. “Sera is mine. I’ll pluck out the eyes of anyone who dares to look at her.” The internet exploded. The pack world went silent, and Ravyn… lost his mind. But the real question is this, will he dare challenge the richest, most powerful Alpha in the world… for the ex-wife he let go?

The Interstellar Era brought a new reality for humanity. Pollution and space pirates became the latest problems for the government. To Mu Ning, however, things weren't simple. At the height of her career, she got in an accident and ended up becoming a task executor. After completing countless missions and finally returning to her own world, she was greeted by two adorable twins… glaring at her. The worst part? They looked an awful lot like her. After digging deeper, Mu Ning almost wanted to beat herself up. Six years had passed since her accident, and another soul had taken over her body, leaving chaos everywhere. Bringing down her parents? Check. Ruining her sibling’s career? Check. Forcing a marriage with her long-time crush and earning the worst impression possible? Check. Mistreating her own children? Check. Destroying her entertainment company? Check. The checklist went on until Mu Ning’s head throbbed. Her only comfort was that she still knew tons of Earth recipes and had the spirit farmer to purify the land she owned. With danger hanging over her like a blade, Mu Ning had to fix everything and survive... while swearing to find the soul that messed up her life. And at the same time, she had to deal with her husband’s scheming white moonlight, an adopted daughter trying to steal her place, and a mother-in-law who couldn’t stand her! Rolling up her sleeves, Mu Ning let out a cold laugh. After living in so many worlds, very few things could truly scare her. ......................................................................... Extract 1: "Sign this divorce paper, if you still have even a little shame left." The cold, distant crown prince of the empire, Liam, looked at Mu Ning with complete indifference. Mu Ning felt her heart twist painfully. She had liked this man for more than five years. But some relationships simply couldn’t be forced. With a quiet sigh in her heart, Mu Ning signed the divorce papers. .......................................................................... Extract 2: [Alert! To survive, you must kiss Mu Ning within 10 seconds!] Liam blinked at Mu Ning with an innocent expression and blurted out, "Wife, my system is asking me to kiss you 10 times." System: "..." Liar! Mu Ning smirked coldly. "Get lost."

In her past life, he ruined her. In this one, he won’t let her go. In her past life, Princess Katerina was promised to Prince Maximilian, the man she loved… until he betrayed her and destroyed her name beyond repair. When duty demanded it, she married King Dorian to save her people. It was a marriage born of sacrifice, not desire. But Maximilian never let her go. Even after ascending the throne of a rival kingdom, he pursued her relentlessly... not as a lover, but as a hunter. An enemy king. A shadow that followed her across borders and battlefields. A war she could never escape. Because of him, she lost everything. Her name. Her achievements. And the most unforgivable loss of all... her children. She died without ever understanding why he destroyed her… or why he never stopped. Reincarnated into the modern world as Catherine Preston, she wants only one thing: a quiet life. She has wealth, a powerful family that adores her, and a brilliant mind meant for research, not war. This time, she believes merit will protect her. This time, she believes the world is fairer. She is wrong. Traitors circle her once more—stealing her work, erasing her name, cornering her with smiles and contracts. And just as she stands on the edge of ruin… he appears again. Not as her enemy. Not as a king. But as her savior. “Marry me,” Maximilian Whitmore says calmly. “I’ll give you everything you dream of.” Catherine refuses. She will not trust the man who destroyed her once already. But fate has other plans. A curse. A bond. A shackle she cannot break. The only way to ease the curse… is intimacy with the man she despised. Bound once more to the enemy king of her past life, Catherine must face a terrifying question: Does Maximilian truly not remember what he did… or is he hiding the truth behind those unreadable eyes? And when King Dorian returns in this life, offering her peace and safety… Two men. Two pasts. One woman who remembers everything. In a world where names mean power and love is a battlefield, was Maximilian her greatest enemy… or the truth she was never meant to uncover? A reincarnation romance of obsession, betrayal, fate-bound love, and painful second chances. #A heart-throbbing reincarnation romance filled with obsession, power, betrayal, and fate-bound love. #Enemies to lovers. Soul shackles. Overbearing kings. Painful second chances. #Slowburn romance. Update will be once a day and there will be bonus chapters if we reach milestones. Hope you'll join me in this journey.

WARNING: This story contains intense emotions, brutal betrayals, slow-burn obsession, and a female lead who doesn't know how to stay dead. Proceed with caution... and snacks. SIDE EFFECTS MAY INCLUDE: screaming at your screen, falling for fictional men, and yelling “JUST KISS ALREADY.”...Get ready for this neverending rollercoaster of excitement!!! She was known as Qin mu, the organization’s deadliest sword. Feared and ruthless, everything dead or alive shuddered at the mention of her name. Until one night, they turned on her. Framed by the people she trusted, she was labeled as a traitor and was electrocuted to death on an electric chair. Qin mu awakens in the body of Shen mu, an ordinary girl who was relentlessly bullied… and who looks exactly like her. With a strange centipede-long scar now marking her face and fragments of her past creeping in, Qin mu begins to piece together the truth behind the betrayal that shattered her world. Then she meets Huo yunxiao , the cold, enigmatic young master of the powerful Huo family. His gaze unsettles her and His presence stirs something deeper. But as vengeance calls and shadows whisper secrets long buried, she must make a choice. Will her thirst for revenge and the mystery of her past destroy the chance at the love she never knew she needed? Or will she place her aching heart in the hands of this god-like man and the promise of a peaceful future?

Framed for poisoning Lila (her sister) at the full-moon feast, Elena lost everything in one night. Her name, her pack, her future. The Shadowpine alphas sentenced her to death by exile. They chained her and shipped her north as tribute to the Blackthorn brothers; three feral lycan kings whose wolves had already started turning rogue. Darius, Kane, and Rylan Blackthorn rule the Frostfang territories with blood on their hands. Twenty years ago their father raped a witch’s daughter. The curse that followed branded the brothers: without a true fated mate their wolves would drive them mad in six months and force them to slaughter every living thing in the North. Elena is that mate. The second she steps into their hall the bond snaps tight. They knot her that same night, hard and without mercy, because the curse leaves them no choice. What starts as captivity turns into something darker. Elena carries latent alpha blood her pack hid from her. The bond wakes it. She learns to shift just enough to command their wolves when they lose control. She learns to want the violence they offer. She stops fighting the heat and starts using it. She walks back into Shadowpine with the brothers at her back and slits her father’s throat herself. ============================ The witch returns demanding Elena’s firstborn as payment. Pregnancy nearly kills her. Rival packs smell weakness and march north. Through it all the three alphas stay possessive, brutal, and unapologetic. They never soften into safe men. Elena never asks them to. She chooses them because they are the only ones strong enough to stand beside the queen she becomes. Knotted by the Three Feral Alphas is dark reverse-harem lycan romance that stays dark. No redemption arcs that erase the teeth. Just one woman who rises from chained prisoner to ruler of the frozen North while three cursed kings knot her, fight for her, and burn the world that tried to break her. WARNING!! MATURE AND 18+ CONTENT! THIS BOOK CONTAINS BRAVE NUDITY AND VOILENCE! VIEWER DESCRIPTION IS ADVISED!!! This book contains mature and potentially distressing scenes which are intended for adult readers only. It is not suitable for person under the age of 18. You will come across depictions of Graphic sexual content, Knotting, psychological manipulation and emotional abuse, grief, trauma and PTSD. Power imbalance and captivity, Domestic abuse These scenes are intentionally created and are necessary to the characters' journeys.

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer—an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general who brought down her family. But fate doesn't follow orders. Just as Lara was about to execute her long-planned mission, everything spiraled out of control. A military convoy intercepted her escape route—escorting none other than the general himself. And then came the moment that changed everything. A blinding crash. Screeching tires. Her body was thrown like a ragdoll, then darkness. She had a fleeting recollection of another world, another lifetime where kings ruled the land with an iron fist. But she woke up, and twelve long months had passed.  She did not know where she was or who she was. She remembered nothing. They told her different names. A child with trembling hope whispered, “Mommy, your name is Moira Torres.” Her doctor insisted, “Your admission slip says Larissa Reyes.” A hardened general leaned close and commanded, “Remember who you are. Remember your mission.” Then another general—dangerously calm, incredibly familiar—looked at her as if she mattered and asked, “Can I call you Lara?” The name unlocked something buried deep in her soul. Lara Norse Kromwel. Daughter of General Odin Norse. Empress of the First Empire. But the man who watched her most closely dismissed it with cold certainty. “This is the 21st century,” he said. “What nonsense are you spouting? What Empress? You are my woman. You can only be mine!"

WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOK Heena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean. “HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!” Her eye twitched. Not now. Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings. “System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.” “But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!” “Not my problem.” “You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!” “Exactly why I deserve a vacation.” “No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!” Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.” “Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging. Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous. . . . The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in. Empress Celeste Ravencourt. Five husbands. A dying empire. “Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.” A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.” “Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?” “Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.” Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily. “Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.” She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place. At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone. Wine was poured into her glass. Poisoned. Obvious. They watched her closely. Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly. “To new beginnings.” She drank it all. The silence cracked. Nothing happened. Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief. Heena leaned back, calm and smiling. “Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?” AUTHORS NOTE: Thank you so much for all the support! I love writing for all of you, but balancing work and writing is quite challenging. If you want me to keep updating consistently, your support really helps. Castle: 10 extra chapters per week Gacha: 20 extra chapters per week Thank you for reading and supporting my story!

Clumsy, chaotic, and endlessly enthusiastic, Park Ji-Ah lands her first job at an elite publishing company Hanryeon Tech—where she immediately collides with Ha-Joon Kim, the company’s cold, perfection-obsessed CEO. What begins as a daily war of nerves, paperwork, and personality clashes slowly turns into something neither of them planned: love. But loving a Kim is never simple. When Ha-Joon’s powerful family steps in, Ji-Ah is judged not for who she is, but for where she comes from. Labeled “unsuitable” because of her poor background, Ji-Ah becomes the center of a class-driven conflict that threatens both her relationship and Ha-Joon’s position. As tensions rise, chaos doubles when Ha-Joon’s other brother develops an interest in Ji-Ah’s sister, entangling the two families even further. Boundaries blur, loyalties are tested, and emotions collide, forcing Ji-Ah and Ha-Joon to decide whether love is worth standing against family expectations, societal pressure, and their own fears. In a world where perfection is demanded and mistakes are unforgiven, Ji-Ah must prove that sincerity, resilience, and a little chaos might be the most powerful things of all.

【Prestigious Family / Light Sci-Fi / AI Mastermind / Strong Leads / Scumbag Abuse / Face-Slapping】 Rumor has it that the prestigious Sherwood Family brought back their long-lost daughter — only to send her to her death. A stand-in for the eldest daughter, but she's the real heiress? Scumbag 1 throws a bank card at her: "Stick with me, and I'll take care of you." Scumbag 2 slides her a contract: "Be your sister's stand-in, and I'll make you a top star." Scumbag 3... The poor little stand-in? She spends money, stirs up trouble, slaps faces, and abuses scumbags every single day. Meanwhile, she builds up her AI, Pike, into a thriving empire — a squad of AI underlings that can earn money, throw punches, and act cute, charging through all obstacles and conquering the world. And there's a spark with Young Master Crawford — a love that goes both ways. Young Master Crawford: My dear girl, may you be happy and safe... Across a thousand mountains, through the warmth of four seasons, all for you alone.

Lin Jingjing and her friends transmigrated together to the interstellar era, and she became a Grade D Spiritual Ability User. At the very beginning, she was mocked by others and was almost beaten to death. Lin Jingjing was furious. So what if your grade is high? Does having a high grade mean you can do whatever you want! Not wanting to be bullied, Lin Jingjing, who wanted to become stronger, trained hard every day. Just so that one day, she could trample these powerful experts under her feet, one by one. Until the day the mutant beasts attacked, Lin Jingjing was in a daze after her spiritual power suddenly materialized as she tried to save someone. Isn't it that only S-Class experts and above can materialize their spiritual power? How could she, a mere Grade D, do it too?

Shen Lu opens her eyes to find she has transmigrated into a wasteland world, becoming the fake young lady who was kicked out of her home. With her is her equally miserable fiancé, the future major villain. Fortunately, her golden finger activates, and in this wasteland world where the average person can't even get a single hot meal, she embarks on the path to riches through food. Egg waffles, spicy hotpot, and crawfish. Braised pork belly, crock-pot soup, and egg fried rice. ... From a small stall to a small shop. Then from a restaurant to a holiday resort, in less than two years, Shen Lu's name became known throughout the world. Countless celebrities and dignitaries hold out Star Coins, begging for just one bite of Shen Lu's cooking. The Shen Family, who had used her up and ruthlessly abandoned her, regret their past actions, crying and shouting as they beg for her forgiveness. Shen Lu crosses her arms: "Sure. Why don't you slit your throats first to show me your sincerity?"

Gu Shengsheng transmigrates into a parallel world and wakes up as the long-lost “real daughter” of the Gu family—brought back solely to bring good fortune to the powerful Lu family through a ceremonial marriage. Just when she thinks she’s been dealt the worst possible hand, she unexpectedly binds to an [Appraisal System] and unlocks an attribute panel. From that moment on, her life turns legendary. Day One. At a livestreamed stone-gambling event, she casually picks out a top-grade jadeite that even seasoned experts overlooked—earning three hundred thousand in a single day. Day Two. Digging through scrap metal at a junk market, she uncovers a rusted teapot artifact. After restoring it, she sells it for three million. Day Three. At a flea market, she buys an old Nokia phone on a whim. The memory card contains footage of a crime. She helps solve the case and receives a ten million reward. Day Four. Dragged into the lawless borderlands, she appraises treasures and rakes in three hundred million. Along the way, she uses the System to rescue hundreds of trafficked victims—and wipes out the criminal syndicate behind it all. Day Five. She travels across foreign lands, retrieving stolen cultural relics and sending them back home. Day Six. She establishes her own private museum. — Just as her life reaches new heights, she’s asked during an interview: “As a successful woman, what do you think makes a good husband?” Gu Shengsheng replies calmly, “Rich, never comes home, and dies young. Just like my late husband.” At that exact moment, her “late” billionaire husband, Lu Shijing, walks in. Lu Shijing pulls out a health report. “Dear, my body is perfectly healthy—and my physical fitness is excellent.”