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My friend and I transmigrated into a melodramatic novel about a wealthy family. When the mission ended, I chose to leave. He fell for the obsessive female lead and chose to stay with her. Eight years later, the system told me that she had locked him in a mental hospital, and he had only three days left to live. When I rushed to him, he was tied to the bed. His eyes were dull, and he kept repeating my name. His crush, Sterling Group's CEO, was planning a grand wedding with the man she truly loved. I looked at my friend’s hands. They had once played the piano with grace. This time, they were covered in countless needle marks. “You came, I knew you would...” He mustered the last of his strength to look at me. “I was a fool. I thought staying by her side was the truest form of my love for her. “I never realized I was only a stepping stone in her path. “Take me home. I don’t want to die here...”

My fiancee, Bianca Milas, had a peculiar quirk. She never answered my phone calls after 9 p.m.. Even during our honeymoon phase, she would hang up on me without hesitation as soon as it was 9 p.m.. Once, I came home late and realized that one of my enemies had sent killers after me. In a panic, I had called her. When she finally answered, she simply said impatiently, “Grow up. Ever heard of respecting someone’s routine?” That night, I was slashed three times and nearly lost my life. One day, while using her computer, I accidentally saw a call log synced to her phone showing a call from 9 p.m. to 9 a.m.. Every single night, for five years, she had been engaged in twelve-hour calls. I recognized the number. It belonged to her mother’s student, Derek Steadman. Derek worked as her teaching assistant. My whole body sagged, and fatigue washed over me. I sat there motionless for a long while, then called off our marriage license appointment. She never answered my calls, so I did not see the point in answering hers any longer.

Natalia, after being bought from a strange orphanage home was showered with fake love and affection only to be used by her foster parents as a blood bank to save their daughter, Emily. She tried to live up to their expectations but everything came crumbling down when Emily found out that she was loved by the almighty Bellamy A. Brooks, a perfect figure who was loved by the public but has his dark side. He was married to an heiress of a prestigious family due to her weak health status. He showed her no love at all since his heart was only for Natalia. Out of jealousy, Emily finally got rid of her obstacle to get closer to Bellamy. But it made things worse. Bellamy returned to becoming a devil. He showed no mercy to anyone who defiled him because the love of his life was gone. Little did he know she was reborn as his weak wife whom he showed no love. Will he realize the truth before it's too late? Will he be able to remove his own obstacles to be with the love of his life again?

A normal girl is living her typical normal life until an accident causes her to Transmigrate into a not so happy ending novel. It is up to her to create a new identity and give the novel a happy ending or a steamy one as she catches the eyes of the demon CEO who isn't ready to let her go.

In the chaotic aftermath of a devastating earthquake, I frantically tore through the rubble in search of my missing daughter. Amidst the panic, my phone rang. To my shock, it was my husband calling me from five years in the future. "Valerie, you have to listen to me carefully," Brent Serrano said. "I am the only one who can save the girl." Without a single shred of doubt, I directed the rescue team straight to the coordinates he detailed. Within minutes of digging, the faint, muffled cries of a child echoed from beneath the heavy concrete slabs. Overjoyed, I sobbed into the receiver, "Thank God, Brent! I found her!" On the other end of the line, Brent let out a soft, distant chuckle. "Good. I'm finally fixing my greatest regret." But when the rescue crew hoisted the massive wall of concrete, the one they pulled from the debris wasn't our daughter. It was Zoe—the daughter of his late best friend's widow, whom Brent had taken under his care. As I stood frozen in horror, he breathed a sigh of relief across the timeline. "In my timeline, Madelin was shattered when Zoe died in this disaster. She had no one left but me, and that was the night we finally crossed the line and fell into each other's arms. "I'm sorry, Valerie. I had to use this call to rewrite history for Madelin. Our daughter is trapped on the opposite side of the mall. Hurry, you can still save her." By the time I raced to the other end of the ruins, Brent's voice returned, brimming with smug pride. "See? Told you she'd be here." I lost my voice, staring down at Juliet's cold, lifeless body. Numb with a grief that swallowed the world, I hung up the phone.

This is the story of Swati, who dies in a car accident. But now when she opens her eyes, she finds herself inside a novel she was reading online at the time. But she doesn't want to be like the female lead. Tanya tries to avoid her stepmother, sister and the boy And during this time he meets Shivam Malik, who is the CEO of Empire in Mumbai. So what will decide the fate of this journey of this meeting of these two? What will be the meeting of Shivam and Tanya, their story of the same destination?