Country-born

Celine Westwood is secretly a professional matchmaker among women who are the elites of high society. When Celine takes on a difficult client that is in love with Celine's arch-nemesis Lucian Donatello, she does not expect the wild ride that would come when she tries to keep her successful career a secret. Multimillionaire business tycoon Lucian Donatello enjoys his Casanova life more than the idea of commitment. So, when he uncovers what Celine does for a living and what her current mission was, he makes the plans she has, turn in his favor.

While on a business trip, I stumbled into my brother-in-law, Julian Zeller, mid-act with a male colleague in a hotel parking lot. Furious, I blew the lid off his fake marriage and helped my sister, Yvonne Sutton, escape that scumbag. But after the divorce, she lost his financial support. She spiraled, blaming me for destroying her perfect marriage. She even killed me for trying to stop her from going back to him. Then, everything resets. I wake up, and there he is—slipping into the car while hugging the same man. I pocket my phone. This time, I won't ruin Yvonne's happy ending.

"She is a fool. It was as easy as fucking." Lucien smirked and my heart started to pound heavily against my chest, especially when he began advancing towards me with murderous intent. What was going on? What did they mean by their words? "L-Lucien, why is she h-here?" I choked as he reached forward to grab me by the neck. Malia laughed as I struggled to breathe, my airways being blocked as Lucien tightened his grip on my neck. He raised me up over the cliff and I was dangling in the air, a feeling of dread going through me as I could see my death. I kicked and clawed at his hand, trying to get him to let me go when he flung me against the nearest tree hard. I coughed blood as I crashed into the tree heavily, my body hurting as I collapsed to the floor. I tried to talk but my mouth felt too heavy, my eyes widening in disbelief as I watched Lucien bring out a sharp knife. He opened my mouth and brought out my tongue while Malia kept laughing, pointing at me with a smug look on her face. I was still confused. What was going on? Was Lucien being controlled? "I reject you, Nadia, as my mate and future Luna," He growled as he sliced my tongue off.

Five years ago, Anastasia Hansom was framed by her family and barely escaped with her life. Now, after five years, she returns with a pair of sons, determined to find her daughter. However— "Mommy, Daddy said it's a buy-one-get-one deal. If you want me back, you have to marry him," Qin Anchun stated with great seriousness. Anastasia Hansom looked at the man kneeling before her. He was strikingly handsome, noble and elegant, and incredibly wealthy.

When I'm paying the pension for my jobless wife, Lilith Ingram, I accidentally find out that she's had a job this whole time. She's paid a salary of two thousand dollars, which is wired into her personal bank account. Every month, the money will be transferred elsewhere, leaving her without a single cent. I've never seen the money before. Back when our daughter, Maisy Ingram, was severely ill, we were 200 dollars short to pay for her hospital bills. I was so poor that I had to sell my blood and beg everyone around me just to get them to lend me money. But during that time, Lilith never thought of sharing the burden with me. She merely comforted me with empty words before transferring two thousand dollars to her first love, Hayden Grant, the next day. Our marriage of 30 years is reduced to nothing but a laughingstock. I place the divorce agreement that I've printed out in front of Lilith. It's a silent confrontation between us. "Must you really resort to this method?" Lilith snaps impatiently. "It's just two thousand dollars! You have an annual salary of 200 thousand dollars! Why care so much about chum change?" Even Maisy takes her side by calling me a petty, stingy geezer. "Everyone has an unattainable first love when they're still young! You should be grateful that Hayden has been holding back his urges without crossing the line for so many years!" I feel as though I got struck by lightning at that moment. It's then that I belatedly realize I'm the only outsider in this family. "Getting a divorce is fine by me. Hayden's getting on with the years. I just want to take care of him and send him off when his time eventually arrives." Maisy adapts a righteous tone. "As compensation for me, I get the house, the car, and the savings. You're leaving this marriage without a single cent under your name."

“I’ll agree to this—but only if you stay out of my business.” “You have a deal,” the man chuckled, raising his hands in mock surrender, his husky voice dripping with amusement. “But,” he added, stepping closer, his breath brushing against her ear, “you’ll have to agree to my conditions, too.” “I said I’d agree, didn’t I?” Sherry replied coolly. Her expression didn’t waver as she grabbed his collar and pulled him down to her eye level. “Mr. Smith,” she whispered, matching his tone with a quiet fierceness. Hah… This woman is going to drive me insane, Levian thought, already realizing this would be far from easy. ~~~ On her wedding day, Sherry is poisoned by her best friend. Her fiancé? At the hospital, he was celebrating the birth of his child with someone else. But fate rewinds the clock. Waking up a day before her death, Sherry has one goal: uncover the truth and take back control. However, as the secrets unravel, she realizes the betrayal runs deeper than she imagined. That's when the rumored Levian Smith makes her an offer: “Marry me, and I’ll stake my very soul for you.” Now, she must choose—revenge or redemption?

When Sadie Blake died clutching divorce papers, watching her husband Marcus Whitmore and best friend Gwen celebrate over her poisoned body, she swore her last breath would not be in vain. Betrayed, beaten, and robbed of her unborn child, she closed her eyes on a life of shattered dreams. But fate had other plans. Sadie awakens three years in the past, standing before the same three marriage contracts that once sealed her doom. The first belongs to Marcus Whitmore—the man who would become her murderer. The second to Julian Ashford—her childhood sweetheart who chose Gwen over her. The third to Damien Cross—the disabled CEO she'd callously rejected, pitying his wheelchair-bound condition. This time, Seraphina knows exactly who to choose. What she doesn't know is that Damien Cross harbors his own deadly secret. Reborn from his own violent death at Marcus and Gwen's hands, he's spent three years plotting their destruction. When the woman who once scorned him suddenly appears at his altar, willing to be his bride, Damien suspects a trap. Two souls reborn. Two hearts burning for vengeance. One marriage contract that will either unite them in their quest for justice—or destroy them both when their hidden truths collide. In a game where love and revenge intertwine, will Sadie and Damien become each other's salvation, or will their secrets tear apart their second chance at life? Sometimes the greatest revenge is living well... together.

Before my birthday party, Grandpa and I talked about my engagement in his study. He asked me which one from the Zachary family I intended to marry. Without hesitation, I chose Matthew Zachary—a decision that shocked Grandpa. After all, everyone in the circle knew that I was deeply in love with Jeffrey Zachary and would not marry anyone else. In a past life, I married Jeffrey Zachary, but later found out he had a relationship with Rosalie Larson. He begged for forgiveness, saying it was an accident. He tearfully knelt and begged for my forgiveness. "I beg you. It was really just an accident." Despite me forgiving him, Grandpa still found out and ordered someone to send Rosalie away. Jeffrey wrongly thought I was behind it and hated me for it. Over time, the elders in my family passed away one after another; rivals got ahead in business, and the company’s secrets were stolen. Tragically, I was killed when I found out I was pregnant. In my new life, I gave my blessing to Jeffrey and Rosalie. Unexpectedly, Jeffrey crashed my engagement party and proposed to me.

Waking up crushed under a man, I nearly screamed—until I saw who it was. Adrian. My cold, obsessive husband. The man I spent a lifetime escaping from. In my past life, I trusted the wrong people. Betrayed the only man who ever protected me and died alone. One life ruined me. This one? I’ll ruin everyone who tries again. Now, the game is mine and I write the rules. I'll act sweet. Stay mysterious. And pit every snake against each other. And as for my dangerously obsessed husband? I will tame—wait... WAIT! I was just being a little gentle, why is this tyrant acting like a delicate princess? 'Hey, hey, stop clinging to me! What? You want cuddles? Head pats? You—You are not a cat, Adrian!' … “He’s deathly allergic to strawberries? But he devoured one from my hand like it’s a miracle elixir.” “He has sleeping disorders? But he hugged me and passed out like a lazy cat!” “He’s sulking… because I didn’t hold his hand?” When he saw me hugging my female best friend? He lost his mind. Yanked me into his arms and growled, “Mine,” like a deranged villain in love. I finally understood: no one else ever stood a chance. I was his only obsession.

Kael Draven is destined to rule the nation’s strongest pack, bound by duty and a betrothal to Seraphine Vale, Moonridge Academy’s golden Luna-in-training. But fate doesn’t care about rules. The moment Elara— the new scholarship, quiet, human, and supposedly powerless girl steps onto campus, everything shifts, Protocols shatter. Kael’s wolf claims her. And Elara begins unlocking secrets that should’ve stayed buried… including a prophecy tied to a lost royal bloodline. She shouldn’t have lasted a day. Now she might change everything. But Seraphine the betrothed Luna won’t give up her crown without a fight. And when black magic comes into play, Elara must face more than just destiny, she must survive it. Will she rise and claim what’s hers? Or be destroyed before the truth sets her free?