Four years ago, Alpha Dominic Vance rejected Clara and exiled her from the pack based on a misunderstanding. Now, Clara returns as a powerful Rogue Healer, guarded and cold. She vows never to let Dominic near her heart again. But she has one major fatal flaw—her four-year-old pup, Leo. Leo is a telepathic prodigy who can only read Clara's inner thoughts. When Dominic corners Clara, trying to beg for a second chance, Clara snarls coldly, "I feel nothing but disgust for you, Alpha." Yet, her inner voice is panicking: “Oh my god, his new custom suit looks so hot, and his chocolate scent is making my knees weak! Stand firm, Clara, don't let him know!” Before she can finish her thought, Leo happily mind-links Dominic: "Dad! Mommy says you look super hot in that suit and your scent is making her weak! She's just pretending. Keep begging, you're winning!"

Lucien transmigrates into a billionaire CEO novel. As who? The fake young master. The disposable pawn. The guy the author throws away by chapter three. Honestly, he’s prepared for this. He’s read enough transmigration novels to know how it goes: either you wake up early enough to sabotage the real heir before the plot even starts, or you arrive during the climax and go down in spectacular, messy fashion. Lucien opens his eyes. He’s on a plane somewhere over the Atlantic. The story is already over. He’s been exposed, disowned, and shipped overseas to quietly disappear. …Great. Fantastic. It gets worse. His English is atrocious. Not technically — academically, he’s fine. But the second he has to speak out loud, his brain short-circuits into French or Chinese. He can’t even ask for extra napkins without sounding like a malfunctioning GPS. Then there’s Leon Bolton. Leon Bolton, WK's star fighter, three-time intercollegiate heavyweight champion. Campus legend says he could knock out a charging bull with one punch. Lucien hears all this in the dining hall while eating fries and goes, “So basically… North American martial arts master.” That same night, Leon has him pinned against a floor-to-ceiling window — all two meters of muscle wrapped around Lucien like he’s some rare, fragile thing built to break pretty. Lucien is red-faced, furious, half crying while kicking at Leon’s jaw. “Get off me! Go use that farm-boy strength on somebody else!” Leon catches his ankle easily. Then lowers his mouth to the arch of Lucien’s feet and kisses it slow. Unhurried. Like he has nowhere else to be. A laugh rumbles low in his chest. “Baby,” Leon murmurs, lazy and devastating. “Be good.” Notes: Heavily inspired by transmigration tropes, except the original plot barely matters after chapter two. This is really just a college campus romance about two idiots falling catastrophically in love despite a disastrous language barrier. Lucien eventually passes his English exam. Mostly because Leon refuses to stop talking filthy in his ear, and survival instincts kicked in. The fights are hot. The yearning is mutual. And according to Lucien, the crying during sex is “not my fault, okay? He’s just built unfairly.”

Hilda’s life was perfect. She had her hamster shop, a gentle fiancé, and a dream of a simple home. But a sudden gust of wind and a shimmering portal shattered everything, flinging her into Tixia—a brutal, hyper-masculine world where women are nothing but myths. To survive the starving streets, she disguises herself as a boy and stumbles into the city’s most elite establishment. There, she catches the eye of Duke Talon, a man as ruthless as he is powerful, currently suffering through a volatile heat cycle. Talon wanted a toy to soothe his rage; he didn't expect a "boy" who smelled like sweet oranges and felt like soft silk. He thought he hated men—but he’s about to discover that the "lad" in his bed is the one thing he never knew he craved.

Raised in the shadows of the ruthless Underworld, Clara was a weapon forged for one purpose: to destroy the heir of the mighty Vance empire. On her first night back in the city, she played the perfect damsel in distress, successfully luring the cold-blooded Alistair Vance into her trap. He is a predator who never loses heart—until he meets his "Little Swan." But as the lies unravel and a dangerous conspiracy surfaces, Clara must decide: will she complete her mission or die for the man she was born to betray?

Ghost survived black sites, torture, overseas wars, and six years of becoming something less human and more useful. Founder of BLACK VEIL. Mercenary captain. A ghost story in tactical gear. The kind of man people called when they needed a building cleared, a body retrieved, or a problem buried so deep it stopped having a name. He was silent, brutal, untouchable. Even his own men feared him. As for someone like that— Nyra Quinn, underground mechanic and illegal street racer, had one very professional opinion: “He looks like he buries people in wet cement for stress relief.” Then one day, Ghost watched her steal a motorcycle outside a bank and chase down a robber through downtown LA traffic like she’s starring in her own action movie. He’s in the middle of a sniper assignment when it happened. One second he’s calculating wind direction. The next? Nyra tackled the guy off a bike, draged him into an alley, and started beating him with her helmet... He forgot his target existed for six seconds. For the first time in eight years. ... Later, Nyra worked under the hood of BLACK VEIL’s armored SUV while six armed mercenaries stood around like emotionally constipated furniture. She didn’t look up. > “Does your boss come with a user manual, or is the mask supposed to explain the whole personality disorder?” The garage went silent. Because no one talked about Ghost. Not like that. Not in front of him. Ghost stood beside the vehicle, skull mask turned toward her. After a long pause, he said, > “Nyra.” She rolled out from under the engine with a wrench in her hand. > “What?” His grey eyes lowered to the grease on her cheek. Then to her mouth. Then back to her eyes. > “Come here.” Nyra narrowed her eyes. > “If this is a murder thing, I’m charging extra.” Ghost’s voice dropped lower. Rougher. > “I lost focus on a job today.” Nyra blinked. > “Congratulations on having a human experience?” His men stopped breathing. Ghost didn’t move. > “Because of you.” Nyra stared at him. The wrench slipped slightly in her hand. Across the garage, Kane muttered, > “We’re all completely fucked.” ① Emotionally repressed masked mercenary captain × sunshine chaos mechanic ② He kills people for touching him. She touches his mask and asks if he’s hiding scars or feelings under there. ③ Slow burn / touch-starved antihero / found family mercenaries / black humor / “she makes the monster hesitate.”

One accidental, heated kiss in a club changed Tara's life forever. She didn't just kiss a stranger; she kissed Killian, the cold, untouchable king of Evercrest University. Now, they are "Synced." When he fights, she feels the bruises. When he skips a meal, her stomach burns. And when he indulges in his darkest cravings late at night... she's forced to experience every overwhelming sensation. To survive, Tara must tame the beast. But Killian has no intention of letting his "cure" go.

Claire Dawson thought she knew everything about her best friend. For two years, she and Alina Veyne shared classes, dreams, and late-night talks while studying veterinary medicine in Seattle. Alina was brilliant, fiercely protective, and strangely restless whenever the moon hung high over the city. Then one brutal night changed everything. After being attacked outside a nightclub, Claire witnesses the impossible: Alina transforms into a massive gray wolf and tears their attackers apart to save her life. The secret world of werewolves suddenly becomes terrifyingly real. As Claire is drawn deeper into pack politics, forbidden secrets, and the dangerous laws of the Alpha wolves, her bond with Alina only grows stronger. But the closer she gets to the pack, the more she realizes her own fate may already be tied to theirs. And somewhere in the shadows, an Alpha is already watching her.

Emily Carter came to Florence to rebuild her life with the man she thought she loved. Instead, beneath the golden lights of Italy, she discovers betrayal waiting in their tiny apartment—and walks away from the future she crossed an ocean to protect. Heartbroken and alone in a city that suddenly feels dangerous, Emily catches the attention of Alessandro Romano: an older, impossibly powerful man whose name makes people lower their voices.

Enemies to Lovers｜Forced Proximity｜Age Gap｜ HE｜ Both equally strong "Younger aggressive crybaby top × older even more aggressive bottom." On the very first day they met, Lucian threw a fit of his typical young-master temper, only to be pinned to the floor and beaten by Sebastian. After the dust settled, Sebastian wiped his hands clean. "Have dinner ready in half an hour, or the beating continues." Lucian sobbed his way through the cooking, dumping a pound of salt into the steak. Later, Lucian tried to get revenge by drugging him, but it only caused Sebastian’s old back injury to flare up. He couldn't move, let alone use the bathroom. Lucian ended up kneeling by the bed to serve him, crying even harder than the man in pain. Further down the road— Lucian: "I’ve seen every inch of you by now. We’re the closest people in the world." Sebastian: "A hired nurse could have seen just as much." Lucian hugged him, his eyes reddening. "Then I'm not leaving. I'll be your nurse forever." Sebastian looked down at the hand surreptitiously wandering around his waist and let out a cold sneer. "If that hand doesn't behave, I’ll break the other one too." Lucian was the definition of a spoiled heir—until his father’s empire crumbled overnight in Celaya, leaving him with nothing but a suitcase and a cold, sharp-tongued guardian in Crestmont. Sebastian, a high-stakes attorney with a disciplined life and a hidden past, wasn't about to play babysitter. On their first day, Lucian's temper flared, and Sebastian answered with a lesson the boy wouldn't forget. In this house, there are rules. Break them, and you’ll pay. But as Lucian learns to cook, clean, and cry in Sebastian’s shadow, the line between hatred and obsession begins to blur. He’s a crybaby in the kitchen, but a predator in the making.

Zora had transmigrated into a book. In her mind, a voice resonated—the Oracle. [Congratulations on your second chance at life! Your mission is as follows—] [Target the villain while he is still at his weakest. Capture his heart and prevent the impending end of the world.] In her past life, Zora was a killing machine bred in the darkest pits of the Arena. Now, she’s transmigrated into a high-magic world with one absurd mission: tame the world-ending villain while he’s still weak. Her method? Instead of offering warmth and love, she plunges golden puppet threads into his very marrow. "Stay still," she whispers, using the villain’s blood to warm her frozen hands. To the Oracle's horror, Zora treats the future destroyer of worlds like a stray pup—ordering him to cook, clean, and keep the fire burning. But as Vane’s shattered bones heal under her command, his gaze turns from lethal hatred to something far more dangerous. He was supposed to destroy the world, but now, he only wants to be the most powerful puppet in hers.

Sienna Valentine has spent over a decade chasing one man: Julian Sterling. To him, she is just a little girl—his best friend’s little sister. To her, he is the world. After thirty-three rejected marriage contracts and countless heartbreaks, Sienna decides to leave it all behind for a fresh start at Metropolis University. But when Julian suddenly reappears, pushing her toward other men while holding her close in his own cold way, the lines between "brotherly care" and "forbidden desire" begin to blur. Is she truly a stranger on a road with no return, or is he just afraid of his own heart?

Julian Hale has three rules for surviving his internship at Apex Capital: Don't make eye contact with Samuel Frost. Don't let him see you break. And never, under any circumstances, let him find out about the online account. Six brutal weeks under New York's most ruthlessly brilliant Managing Director have left Julian one rejection away from a complete collapse. The man is a walking glacier—ice-cold eyes, a voice like cut glass, and a standard so impossibly high that even Julian's best work comes back marked "redo." Not a single word of praise. Not once. So Julian does what any sensible, sleep-deprived intern would do. He buys a skirt. It starts as stress relief—posting anonymous femboy content online, face always hidden, just his slender frame and the quietly fierce energy of someone who's been told he's not enough one too many times. He never expects it to take off. Within months, Julian's faceless alter ego has hundreds of thousands of followers, and the internet has decided he and the mysterious, never-shows-his-face creator known only as "Orca" are endgame. Julian despises Orca. Not because he isn't magnetic, or commanding, or infuriatingly compelling in every post—but because he's a carbon copy of Samuel. Same cold authority. Same effortless dominance. Same air of absolute, devastating control. When Orca DMs him about a collab, Julian says yes out of pure spite—and proceeds to spend every session venting about his terrible boss without ever using his name. Then, slowly, Samuel begins to change. He stays after hours to guide Julian through an impossible project, steady and patient. He appears on the rooftop when Julian is silently falling apart, sliding his handkerchief across without a word. And at the victory dinner celebrating the hardest deal Julian has ever worked on, Samuel reaches over in front of the entire team, cups Julian's head in one warm hand, and says quietly: "Good boy. You did really well." Julian falls. Hard. Hopelessly. Fast. Everything is finally falling into place—until a work errand sends Julian into Samuel's private wardrobe. An entire wall of suits in Orca's exact signature style. And a stack of unopened packages, all still tagged, all in Julian's precise size. Samuel Frost has been Orca all along. And he has known exactly who Julian was from the very beginning.

Stop it, I can’t take much more. It wraps around my waist in the morning, winds around my legs at noon, and by night, it slips right under my clothes—can’t shake it off. After a catastrophic research vessel accident in the Puerto Rico Trench, Elara thought her life was over. Instead, she woke up in a glowing, bioluminescent palace at the bottom of the world, kept as a "pet" by a creature who shouldn't exist. He is Kaelen—a colossal, silver-haired deity with golden slit pupils and endless, shimmering tentacles that never want to let her go. He tells her she can only breathe through his essence; to leave him is to embrace certain death. But as his heated coils wrap tighter around her each night, Elara finds herself fearing his absence more than his possessive embrace. Is it survival, or have the whispers of the deep finally claimed her heart?

As a world-class psychiatrist, Seraphina Vance spent a whole year developing a cure for the man she loved—Julian Sterling, the powerful heir of Southampton’s greatest fortune suffering from a rare personality disorder. But when she returns, she finds her place taken by another woman who has rewritten Julian’s memories. The man who once promised to protect her now views her as a greedy social climber, subjecting her to unimaginable cruelty. From the cold shadows of an asylum to the tragic loss of her only family, Seraphina’s heart finally turns to ice. "Julian, I don’t want you anymore." On the eve of his grand wedding, she chooses a watery grave to bury her love forever. But as the truth unfurls, will Julian survive the realization of what—and who—he has truly destroyed?

Jade Yu spent ten years loving Julian Grant. She gave up her spotlight, her health, and her pride, only to die in a cold ambulance while Julian saved his "true love." Now, she’s back. Reborn on the day of her contract termination, Jade has only one goal: to erase herself from his world forever. She buys a one-way ticket to Los Angeles, signs the divorce papers in secret, and prepares to leave the man who traded her heart for a social media star’s smile. But as the countdown to her disappearance begins, a secret life growing inside her threatens to change everything. Can she escape the billionaire’s obsession before he realizes that the woman he broke was the only one he ever truly needed?

To save her grandfather’s legacy, Clara agreed to marry Julian, the cold and powerful head of the prestigious Vane family. The rules were simple: no feelings, no interference, just a business arrangement. Julian, known for his ruthless logic and icy heart, promised her everything—status, wealth, and loyalty—except love. But as the mansion’s cold hallways filled with Clara’s warmth, the "Ice King" began to melt. Julian found himself breaking his own rules, obsessively protecting her and craving her touch. However, just as he lost himself in this marriage, a secret from Clara’s past resurfaced. Now, the man who swore never to love is ready to burn the world down just to keep her. "You want a divorce? Only over my dead body."

Clara Ye is a brilliant and stunning forensic pathologist, but her husband betrayed her with an "innocent" secretary. Determined not to be the victim, on the night she signs the divorce papers, she seduces the mistress's ex-fiancé: Leo Sterling, a cold, muscular, and ruthless police captain. What began as a night of pure and wild revenge transforms into a dangerous game when Clara is transferred to Leo's department. Between autopsies and chases, the tension between the two boils over. Leo claims not to mix pleasure with work, but Clara's touch is the only crime he can't stop investigating.

On the day she discovered she was pregnant with triplets, Vivian Su received a cold email from her contract husband, Adrian Lu: "The agreement has expired. Here's 60 million. Move out by the end of the month." Without a single tear, she signed the papers and disappeared with the small fortune. After all, with 20 million for each baby, who needs an absent husband? However, when renowned surgeon Adrian realizes that the woman he considered just a business deal has taken his heart—and his heirs—with her, he turns the city upside down to find her. But Vivian is no longer the "invisible wife" she once was; now, she has her own mansion and a future where he is not invited.

Betrayed by her ungrateful Fox-shifter fiancé, Sienna finally snaps and cuts him loose. But her life takes a dangerous turn when she finds a wounded, SSS-rank Naga hiding in her car. As he enters his "Heat Phase," the icy predator turns into a feverish lover who refuses to let her go. From a lab fugitive to a devoted protector, Caspian will show her that while a fox can lie, a serpent loves for eternity.