Best Novel New York Times

When her fated mate chooses her best friend, Euphyllia Ivara Ruinart discovers a cruel truth that she has been reborn countless times, only to be betrayed in every life. In her despair, one forbidden night binds her to Lucretius Xior Franciosa, Alpha of the Golden Eclipse Pack, commander in the royal military, and her mate's own uncle and sworn enemy. From that night on, cryptic notes and a single chrysanthemum begin to appear, which she soon discovers are from him. It's his constant reminder that she is being watched, claimed, and marked as his. Then comes his offer: vengeance, in exchange for her body, her trust, and perhaps even her soul. A deal with the devil, which she accepts, swearing to destroy the mate who cast her aside and the friend who betrayed her. What starts as revenge becomes an entanglement with his darkness, where obsession devours love and ruin is the only end. But amidst the chaos of betrayal and desire, Euphyllia yearns to uncover the mystery of her past lives and discover who she truly is.

He’s my father’s best friend. My professor. The man who shouldn’t even look at me twice. And yet… Dylen Wolfe watches me like I’m already his. His dark eyes follow every move, his voice curls around my skin like fire, and his presence haunts me long after he’s gone. I told myself he’s too old. Too dangerous. Too forbidden. But the truth? He’s my mate. And when his wolf calls to mine, there’s no running—only surrender. Except obsession comes with a price. Because loving him means betraying my family,and once he’s marked me,there will be no turning back…

In the third year of my marriage, I endure a full day of painful labor to give birth to my first child. However, my husband steals the baby to give to his true love. I try my damnedest to stop him, but all I get is a barrage of insults. "It's just a baby! I'm the one who planted the seed, so I get to decide who gets the fruit!" I'm overwhelmed by grief as I watch my husband leave. However, he shares a happy post on his social media. "Mother and daughter are safe." His true love comments, "Thank you for giving me a child, Jaspie. I'll be the happiest woman in the world with you two by my side." Clueless friends bless them and wish them well. I silently comment, "Give me back my child." All I get is another round of insults. Then, I'm blocked. I don't want to endure this anymore. I hire a lawyer to draft divorce papers before making a police report. "Officer, I want to report my husband for child trafficking."

When I died with a smile on my face, right before my brother's eyes, he looked as if the anguish might tear him apart. Yet, for twenty-one years, he hadn't stopped wishing I would meet this exact end. It all traced back to my fifth birthday—the day I had innocently hoped our parents would come home from their business trip to celebrate with me. They rushed back that night but never made it. A car accident took both their lives. From that moment on, my brother resented me, despised me. He didn't just stand idly by as our cousin snatched up my work as her own; he encouraged it. And when my landlord threw me out, it wasn't a random cruelty—it was my brother pulling the strings. All he had ever wanted, from the very beginning, was to see me die a miserable death. But when he finally got his wish… why did he cry, pleading for me to come back, begging me to call him 'brother' one last time?

My husband's true love's son starts burning up in the middle of the night. He leaves me behind to take him to the hospital. I clutch my belly and wait for him to return, but all I get is news of my child dying of asphyxiation. I'm in agony after losing my child, and I lose hope in everything. I jump off the building and welcome death. When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the day that I slip and fall and give birth prematurely. This time, all I want is for my child to be born safe and sound. Nicholas Zimmer, I don't want you anymore!

Having dated for five years and been married for seven, she had never missed his birthday in the past 12 years. The 12 gifts from previous years were carefully placed in the storage closet. However, this year's birthday gift...

The emergency center I worked in went haywire as the typhoon closed in on our town. That night, my husband’s first love made seven emergency calls in a row to me. However, she did not say anything when I picked up. By the eighth call, I thought it was a prank caller, so I gave them a piece of my mind. Then, I heard my husband’s angry voice. “Melinda! This is the eighth time Sadie's called you for help! Haven’t you made her suffer enough?!” After that fiasco, he decided to avenge Sadie by taping my mouth, tying my wrists and legs up, and throwing me into our basement for three whole days, despite it being flooded with seawater, I begged for mercy, but it was to no avail. “You knew Sadie couldn’t talk because she hurt her throat, yet you still hung up on her! I'm going to make sure you feel the same hopelessness she felt!" Those three days left me with a collection of severe infections. I ended up having to remove my kidney. Even after all that, that man still had the gall to kneel by my bed and beg me to give him another chance.

Hindi akalain ni Serena na ang simpleng pagtanggi niya na sapilitang maikasal sa kuya ng kanyang best friend ang magiging daan pala para maungkat ang isang rebelasyon tungkol sa pagkatao niya. Iyon din ang naging simula ng isang napakalaking pagbabago sa buhay niya. Mula sa pagiging tagapagmana ng mga Choi ay natagpuan niya na lang ang sarili niya na nasa isang napakahirap na kalagayan. Mula sa naglalakihan at mga bonggang runway platform na nilalakaran niya suot ang iba't-ibang designer items ay naroon siya ngayon sa isang maliit na entabladong nasa gitna ng madilim na club— sumasayaw ng malaswang sayaw habang suot ang maliliit na piraso ng tela na kaunti na lang ay maglalantad na sa kaluluwa niya. Mula sa tingin ng paghanga at sigaw ng admirasyon mula sa mga umiidolo sa kanya ay nauwi siya sa pagsalo ng mga malalagkit na tingin at mahahalay na salita mula sa mga lalaking hindi niya kilala na pawang mga hayok sa laman. Ang magandang katawan na dati niyang iniingat-ingatan, ngayon ay naging parausan na lang ng kung sino man ang may kakayahang magluwal ng pinakamalaking halaga para sa isang gabing impiyerno sa loob ng VIP room ng club. Paanong ang simpleng paghahangad ng kabutihan niya para sa sarili ay naging sanhi ng pagbaliktad ng mundo niya at pagkawala sa kanya ng mga taong mahalaga sa buhay niya? Ngunit sa kabila ng hirap at walang katiyakan ay pinili niya pa ring mabuhay. Kahit alang-alang na lang sa isisilang niyang anak sa lalaking nakasama niya sa isang gabing impiyerno na iyon. Sa lalaking hindi niya man lang nakikilala...

When Sychelle Dayle Fernandez, the love of Hideo Canliagn's life, passed away, his world shattered. A part of him died with her, leaving a void that no amount of success could fill. As the owner and lead surgeon of HC Medical City, Hideo threw himself into his work, determined to escape the pain that haunted him. Years later, a woman with the same name-Sychelle-enters his hospital. She's different, yet something about her awakens feelings Hideo thought he'd buried forever. Is she the key to healing his broken heart, or is he chasing a ghost of the past?

After I become pregnant, Mason Clarke suddenly becomes incredibly attentive to me. He cancels all his social engagements and personally cooks for me every day. Everyone envies me for finding such a devoted and caring husband. Until one day in his study, I accidentally discover a document titled "Prenatal Blood Donation and Cord Blood Donation Agreement". My name and social security number are clearly written on it! In the beneficiary column is Chloe Reid, his first love, whom he has been supporting abroad for seven years. From outside the door comes his gentle, doting voice. "Chloe, don't worry. I'm personally monitoring her. Her nutrition and daily routine are held to the highest standards to ensure the baby is born perfectly healthy. Your life-saving treatment is absolutely guaranteed!" So all those pregnancy meals he carefully prepares for me, the mountains of expensive supplements, none of it is ever out of love. It's all to fatten me into nothing more than a walking blood bank!