Drama Romance Web Novels & CEO Alternate Universe Stories

Veronica, a young woman scarred by a difficult childhood, and Ethan, burdened by his own past are promised a love that has the power to heal their wounds. Their blossoming romance, however, is withered by dark secrets and the shocking betrayal of a close friend. In a brutal attack, Veronica is left fighting for her life, and their love is tested. A shocking betrayal leaves Veronica critically injured, and their love hanging by a thin thread. To complicate matters further, a shadow from Ethan's past, Alex, reenters their lives and she uses her seductive charm to cast a tempting net on Ethan. Can their love withstand the trials, or will it be torn apart by the forces that seek to keep them apart?

Lucas Okon used to have it all — a corner office, a wife who laughed too loud, a future he never questioned. Grief took it apart piece by piece. Now he fixes leaking pipes for people who don't look at him twice, raises his three-year-old alone, and smiles with his mouth because his eyes gave up on it long ago. Vivienne Kingston has everything money can buy — and almost nothing it can protect. Six months after burying her father, she's running his empire alone, surrounded by cousins circling the inheritance like it's already theirs, an uncle who calls her "family" with a blade folded into the word. She's the only one who still misses the man, not just what he left behind. Then she sees him — a plumber in her neighbor's driveway, sadness worn like a coat he can't take off. She tells herself to stop looking. She doesn't. What starts as curiosity becomes something neither of them asked for. A careful, dangerous pull between a woman drowning in wolves dressed as family, and a man who buried more than his wife the day he walked away from his old life. Vivienne carries her mother's legacy too — a woman the Kingstons never forgave for marrying up without permission — and history has a habit of repeating itself on the people who refuse to shrink for it. He has nothing to offer her but honesty. She has everything — except someone who wants her for free. Neither of them is looking for this. Both of them need it more than they'll ever admit. Grief. Inheritance. And a love that shows up in work boots, not a boardroom — and refuses to leave.

I was the side character, the one destined to be neglected, forgotten, and never chosen. In the novel’s story, I was merely a background existence—the woman fated to marry the male lead, yet never once receive his love. The wife who shared his name but never his attention. Salvatore Mancini. The perfect male lead. Cold, powerful, and admired by everyone. Except me. Because in this story, his heart already belonged to someone else. When I first realized I had transmigrated into this novel, I thought I could change my fate. I tried to avoid the original scenes, tried to step away from the plot. But every time I tried to change something…I returned to the same place. The same moment, the same outcome. As if the unseen author of this story was reminding me again and again: You are only a puppet, and puppets don’t decide their roles. So I stopped resisting. If the story wanted me to be the neglected wife, then I would simply live quietly and let the plot run its course. That was my plan. Until one night, when I finally looked at the man and said casually— “Tell me something, Mr. Mancini. Aren’t you supposed to be my husband?” His cold eyes narrowed slightly, but I simply leaned back and smiled. “Then fulfill your role properly. Let’s see… what kind of man the great Salvatore Mancini is.” For the first time since our marriage he actually looked at me, not through me. At me. I didn’t know what changed after that, but from that night onward. Even when he looked at me with clear irritation. Salvatore Mancini began appearing around me more and more. Which left me with a very unsettling thought. The plot…It didn’t change, right?

Maya transmigrate to another world, with a husband who doesn't know her, and a child who adores her and wants her love. Lennon woke up one morning to find a woman sleeping next to him and a child who is scared of him. What will the two do? And what will happen when the tone shifts, making them forced to protect their son from serious danger and monsters?

For eight years Felicia was in love with Max Hawthorne the kind of love that leads to excessive effort and insufficient demands. The closest she ever came to being selected was when she became his assistant. Then an error turned into a marriage, and she became the antagonist due to her pregnancy. It was said that she orchestrated it. Max didn't dispute it. While his mistress made sure she felt insignificant, he didn't even glance at her. Felicia then departed. After giving birth, she left the divorce papers there and turned to go. After five years, she is back at the top, successful, and untouchable. Max now demands her attention as if he has always been entitled to it. He discovers her grinning and announcing her engagement while perched on the arm of another man. With fear in his eyes, Max intervenes and presses her up against the wall. "Felicia," he murmurs. "Return to me. We're still together."