Copycat Miraculous Ladybug

My girlfriend took one of my kidneys to give to her first love—and then she discovered that my organs regenerate infinitely. Not only that, but they're compatible with absolutely anyone. So she started harvesting my organs. Over and over. To sell them. For five years, she bled me dry, and it made her a fortune. She and her precious first love became the wealthiest power couple in Rageane City. On the tenth anniversary of our relationship, she said to me, "I'm taking all your organs this time. I need them to replace Adrian's damaged ones and extend his life." I didn't fight her. I lay down on the operating table without a word. What she doesn't know is that I'm a clone. That's why my organs keep regenerating—I can produce new ones indefinitely. What she really doesn't know is that her real boyfriend died years ago. Before he passed, he created me—his clone—to stay by her side. And now? I have eight hours left to live.

After being condemned across the internet for plagiarism, I stood before everyone and announced my retirement from writing. My boyfriend, Carter Xavier, who had been furiously accusing me just moments ago, froze in shock. “What are you doing? Don’t you still have debts to pay?” Ruby Quinn—his precious and the so-called victim of this scandal—immediately panicked. “Vera, you don’t have to punish yourself like this. I’m willing to give you a chance to start over.” I remained firm, my expression cold and unmoving as camera flashes exploded around me. In my past life, these two had humiliated me, plotting together behind my back to steal my work. My painstaking efforts had built Ruby’s reputation as a so-called genius author. But not this time. Without hesitation, I deleted the pen name I had used for the past six years. I had spent enough time struggling in a cramped rental apartment. It was time to return home and claim my family inheritance. As for Ruby Quinn— Let’s see how you finish the rest of that stolen manuscript without me.

She was his childhood love, He was her best friend, She was his minnie, He was her mickey, They made a perfect duo. But they got kidnapped and met after fifteen long years. Will they ever be able to fill the void between them? What if he is already marrying someone? Will there still be a soft corner left in his heart for her? Samar Oberoi, CEO of a vast realm will be marrying Falak for making his company world's best. But what will happen if his childhood love, Kayra shows up in the midst of this with a mastermind plan? What if Falak and Kayra look alike? They say "if you meet your doppelganger often, one of you will die soon." Is it applicable here too?

Mourning the death of his fiancée in an explosion that was meant for him, Damien discovers that he has a child with his ex-girlfriend Lauren who had broken up with him and married their childhood friend, Nathan. He goes back to his hometown to search for answers and bumps into Lauren in his parent’s home. She accuses him of breaking up with her and refuses to let him take their child. In search of the truth Damien discovers that Nathan had cloned him and used his clone to break up with Lauren so he could get married to her. Will Lauren believe all that Damien is about to reveal or will she shatter Damien’s dream of having a complete family with her?

My sister, Luna Rivers, is famous in Bridgeburg for being absurdly devoted to her little brother. She spends millions of dollars to throw a party for my 18th birthday. But on the day of the party, she personally locks me inside a small dark room. By the time I smash the door open and stagger into the ballroom, covered in blood from head to toe, she is gently holding another man's hand as they cut the birthday cake that should be mine. That man looks exactly like me. Even the scar on his wrist is identical to mine. I barely take a step forward to demand an explanation when a flood of messages suddenly explode across my vision. "The male supporting character is hilarious. He's just an adopted stand-in. Why's he getting jealous of the main character?" "Just wait. Later, he goes completely insane trying to compete for affection. The female lead will break his arms and legs, then have him admitted to a mental hospital. Serves him right!" The blood in my veins turns to ice. Luna spots me. Her first reaction is to shield the man protectively behind her. Then she snaps coldly, "Don't make a scene. Jeremy is my real brother. I'll explain everything later." Jeremy? We have the same name and the same scar. I really am the perfect replacement.

After following my grandfather abroad for five years of training, he finally entrusted me with the family authority—something he had given me with complete satisfaction. But my stepmother and my three younger stepbrothers were anything but pleased. Ever since I returned home, they had been blasting those ridiculous "real heiress versus fake heiress" dramas throughout the house, day after day. Sometimes openly, sometimes in veiled remarks, they hinted that I didn't resemble my father at all. On the day of my twentieth birthday—my official debut before the public—they even brought in a complete stranger and tried to brand me as the impostor. My stepmother looked at me, the corner of her lips curling in disdain. "Where did this counterfeit come from? Even if you're wearing a stolen gown, you can't hide that cheap, shabby air about you." My three younger stepbrothers shoved me to the ground, shielding the girl beside them—the one wearing my family's heirloom necklace. "We only have one sister, and that's Camellia! Wherever you came from, go back there!" In an instant, the guests' mocking gazes all converged on me. And in the very next second, I stepped forward and slapped my stepmother across the face. "If anyone should be leaving, it's you. Take a good look at what this is!" Then, the moment they saw what I was holding in my hand, the entire room fell into stunned silence.