Human Lyra stumbles on Dragon King Kael and shares a passionate night. Tricked by a fake prophecy, he casts her out—only for Lyra to bear his half-dragon daughter Amber. Years later, she returns seeking a healer to save her sick child. Old sparks reignite, jealous rivals plot, and hidden blood ties surface as they fight for their family and broken love.

Exiled to a ruthless werewolf academy for being a weak, pack-shaming Beta, Finn accidentally crosses three top-tier Alpha predators. The ultimate twist? All three are bound to him as his fated mates! Between the cold Chris, gentle Simon, and playful Neal... who is his true destiny?,

Audrey wakes inside a deadly school horror game and is bound to a Love Survival System , she must seduce Wyatt, a cold but hot ghost teacher.To stay alive, Audrey is forced to complete one intimate mission after another, drawing closer and closer to the man who could kill her at any moment — often right in front of everyone.,

Julie is an underground fighter—until Gina, her younger twin sister whom she hasn’t seen in thirty years, tracks her down. Gina is a billionaire, terminally ill with cancer, stuck with a cheating husband and three rebellious kids. Her dying wish: “Julie, hold my family together.”Julie takes Gina’s place and steps into her world of wealth. Everyone assumes this seemingly meek “Gina” won’t change a thing. But Julie whips the kids into shape with her fists and tears the cheating husband to shreds, knitting the fractured family back together.When the truth about the switch comes out, the three kids have her back. Gina pulls through surgery. Two moms, three kids, one family.

In 2026, top designer Fiona dies and wakes up in 1995 as an obese, despised wife whose husband, Carter, wants a divorce. Using her future fashion sense, she sheds weight, pays debts, and builds a fashion empire. Witnessing her independence, Carter fights to win her back. Ultimately, they reunite at the top.,

She knocked on the office door as dusk settled outside. "Professor, I've written a new paper... I'd like you to read it." The door cracked open, slanting light across half of his cool, composed profile. He should have refused—late night, female student, the desk lamp still burning; every element teetered on forbidden ground. Yet there she stood, her coat slightly open, a sliver of collarbone exposed, bearing a line of ink-black poetry: **"You are the only reason I would ever cross the line."** His breath caught. "This paper," he said, voice rough, "requires an in-person review?" She stepped forward, and the coat slipped to the floor—a silent surrender. "Didn't you always say—misplaced punctuation ruins everything?" His gaze fixed on the poem’s end, where the final mark was missing. "Here," he swallowed, throat moving. "It's missing a comma." "Then you add it." Before the words faded, he had her pressed against the bookshelf. The kiss fell like a verdict, like absolution, like finally tearing up the fragile pretense of their three-year teacher-student facade. The folder crashed down, pages scattering like snowflakes; her hair tangled with his wristwatch, and his hand trembled as he placed the long-overdue comma at the end of that verse. Outside, the entire campus sank into silence. But within this small room, ethics crumbled, and desire ran rampant. —This story shouldn’t have begun here. Yet somehow, there was no turning back.