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Once Her Bully, Now Her Beggar

Once Her Bully, Now Her Beggar

She thought high school couldn't get worse-until a bet turned her first kiss into a viral nightmare. Bullied for her weight and mocked by the school's elite, Nova Foster had one goal; stay invisible. But when a leaked video of her kissing the school's bad boy explodes online causing her world to shatter. It was just for rehearsal or so she thought.Tricked, humiliated, and betrayed, Nova reaches her breaking point. But while they expected her to disappear, she returns stronger, transformed-and ready to burn their perfect little world to the ground. He broke her. Now he wants to fix her. But can she ever trust him again?
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Back to Senior Year: I Let Him Go to Her

Back to Senior Year: I Let Him Go to Her

The night before the entrance exams, my childhood best friend, Tyson Sutherland, receives a text message from his girlfriend, Isabelle Landon, saying she was attempting suicide by jumping off a building. He immediately gets anxious and brings along a few male classmates with him to go and save her. In my past life, I learned that it was fake, and that Isabelle never planned to kill herself. That was why I was against them going to save her. I called up my teacher, Mr. Fred Nielson, and asked him to inform the boys' parents, successfully stopping them from going. … The next day, everyone sat for their entrance exams as usual, and we all got accepted into Rayward University, one of the most prestigious universities in the country. Meanwhile, Isabelle survived the jump somehow, but she became a cripple. As revenge, Tyson hacked off my arms and legs and buried me alive. "It's all your fault! You were the one who turned Belle into a cripple! I'm going to kill you!" All my classmates did nothing as they watched him kill me under their watchful eyes. They all told me that I deserved to be killed. … When I open my eyes again, I realize that I have returned to the night when Tyson tells me he wants to save Isabella. I don't stop him or the others from going anymore. Instead, I sit for the entrance exams alone. I refuse to interfere in other people's fates again.
Kurzgeschichte · Rebirth
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He Gifted Her a Home, I Gave Him a Divorce

He Gifted Her a Home, I Gave Him a Divorce

Today happens to be Yvonne Ziegler's birthday. Yvonne is Shawn Jacobson's, my husband's, newly hired personal assistant. Shawn spares no expense in buying her a villa as a birthday present, and Yvonne haughtily takes to social media to show off on the day she moves in. "I'd like everyone to know that I'm married to a wealthy man now." Shawn comments on the post, saying, "Happy birthday, my beloved Yvonne!" In the picture, Shawn's hand rests intimately on Yvonne's slender waist, leaving no doubt about their intimate relationship. In that instant, the company's group chat erupts into a frenzy of notifications, as colleagues declare their envy of Yvonne and heap praise upon her for being young and accomplished. Oscar Jagger, my childhood friend, notices the picture and immediately tags me in the group chat. He then sends me a pointed, teasing message, saying, "Shawn's display of love is so glaring! Congrats on being cheated on, Leslie!" I manage a bitter, wry smile, taking my time to type out the response. "Do you need a villa as well, Oscar? I'm happy to give you a place—a much nicer one than Shawn's, of course."
Kurzgeschichte · Romance
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Too Late, Dad: I'm Dead Because You Trusted Her

Too Late, Dad: I'm Dead Because You Trusted Her

On my 18th birthday, my stepmother, Sheila Coleman, teams up with her secret lover, William Lynch, to kill me in cold blood. After that, she carves my femur into a bone sculpture and presents it to my dad as a gift. Dad loves the sculpture to no end. Thanks to Sheila slandering me in the past, he doesn't give a damn about me at all, even after finding out that I've gone missing. In fact, he even declares that he wants to cut off all ties with me. "Don't bring that brat up in front of me from now on! I hope that she dies out there!" But when he finds out that I'm really dead, he goes crazy from remorse.
Kurzgeschichte · Emotional Realism
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Her Billionaire Ex, Her Babies' Father

Her Billionaire Ex, Her Babies' Father

Ang bilyonaryong ito’y nais maghiganti. Limang taon na ang nakalipas mula nang biglaang iwan ni Damon Thorne si Selene, walang paliwanag, walang kahit isang dahilan. Akala ni Selene'y naka-move on na siya. Ngunit nagbalik ang lahat nang mag-apply siya sa isa sa pinakamalalaking kompanya sa siyudad at matagpuan si Damon, nakaupo sa dulo ng mesa bilang CEO, mas malamig, mas makapangyarihan, at mas mapanganib kaysa dati. Ngayon, ikakasal na si Damon sa iba. Iniwan ba siya noon dahil sa ibang babae? Ang hindi alam ni Selene ay bahagi siya ng isang masalimuot na plano ng paghihiganti. Wala siyang kamalay-malay sa galit at damdaming pilit niyang tinakasan. Ngunit habang muling bumubulwak ang mga lumang damdamin at sumisiklab ang mga bagong eskandalo, isang maling hakbang lang ang maaaring sumira sa lahat… o magbalik sa kanila sa isang pag-ibig na kailanman ay hindi tuluyang nawala.
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Her Blindness Is a Scam, and I'm the Wallet

Her Blindness Is a Scam, and I'm the Wallet

In order to gather 500 thousand dollars for my blind girlfriend's surgical bills, I've accepted a delivery order that's meant for someone at a private racing club. The huge floor-to-ceiling monitor is currently playing the live footage of the champion who's won the racing tournament. Champagne bottles can be seen spraying everywhere as the audience cheers loudly for the victor. Soon, the champion takes off her helmet and shakes her head full of curls off her face. Strikingly beautiful features are revealed the next moment. Next to the champion stands her childhood friend, Lewis Ross. I feel my hands clenching around the plastic bag containing the food containers. The woman shown on the screen is none other than Evelyn Carter, my so-called blind girlfriend. "Why aren't you happy even though you've won the tournament, Evelyn? Are you missing that boyfriend of yours who's still working his ass off for money?" A familiar voice comes from the lounge. An amused yet malicious smirk is played on Evelyn's lips at the moment. "Why did you bring him up? Then again, it's thrilling, pretending to be blind and all. Whenever he changes his clothes at home, he does it right in front of me." Everyone around Evelyn begins roaring with cheers. "You're so lucky, Ms. Carter!" After taking a sip from her champagne glass, Evelyn responds in a flippant tone, "Lucky? He's so busy with work every day just to gather enough money for my surgical bills! That man doesn't have a single romantic cell in him—he's just as stiff as the stick up his ass!" A wave of laughter echoes from the crowd once again. Feeling as though my blood had turned to ice, I turn on my heel and begin walking out of the club. I can still hear Lewis' cheeky voice ringing out from behind me. "There are only three days left in our one-year bet, Evelyn. Don't tell me you really fell for your boyfriend!" Evelyn merely snorts in response. She drawls back, "Don't worry. I'll dump him in three days."
Kurzgeschichte · Romance
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My Sister Faked Her Death and Returned After I Died

My Sister Faked Her Death and Returned After I Died

At the age when I should have been attending university, I was framed by my biological parents and sent to prison. My sister had been cruelly killed by her kidnappers when she tried to save me, and they blamed me for her death. On the day of my release, I was kidnapped and had one of my ears cut off. When I found the opportunity, I immediately called my father, asking him to save me. Instead, he snapped, saying, “You’re no longer my son! Don’t contact me!” I was then burned alive. After I died, my sister returned. However, when my parents found out that the charred corpse was mine, the family crumbled.
Kurzgeschichte · Emotional Realism
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Haunting Her: His Savior, Her Captive

Haunting Her: His Savior, Her Captive

Divorced. Betrayed. Lonely. Desperate. When Josette signs a marriage contract with Zade, a ruthless billionaire feared for destroying everything in his path— she thinks she found her escape. But Zade doesn’t just want a wife. He wants her. A craving that turns into obsession. A desire that makes him break his own rules. Only Josette isn’t who she thinks she is to him. She is a mirror of the woman he once loved and lost— Selena Vortessa, her doppelganger. The ghost that never stopped haunting him. When Selena returns from the shadows, secrets ignite. Truths unravel. And the line between love and vengeance blurs, until neither of them can tell if they’re saving each other… or destroying what’s left. Zade rules by control. Josette was meant to be his pawn. But in the game of lust and lies, even the ruthless falls.
Mafia
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Her First Love Killed Me, but I Owe an Apology?

Her First Love Killed Me, but I Owe an Apology?

My wife's first love kills me without a shred of mercy. But my wife, a world-class surgeon, doesn't try to save me. Instead, she comforts her first love. "He's so ruthless! How could he hurt you this badly?" She even tells the police that I've severely injured her first love, claiming she wants to press charges for attempted murder. Then she points at my body and demands that I get up and apologize to her first love. "Charles, stop pretending! You just want me to pity you, right? Get up and apologize to Steven!" she yells.
Kurzgeschichte · Romance
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Reborn, I Let His Childhood Sweetheart Pay for Her Crimes

Reborn, I Let His Childhood Sweetheart Pay for Her Crimes

On a flight, my boyfriend Cassio tried to steal a seat for his pregnant childhood sweetheart. Last time, I stopped him. I forced him to return the seat to its rightful owner. Out of spite, his sweetheart Ella refused to take the seat. She stood through the entire flight. By the time we landed, she miscarried. She bled out and died. Cassio never blamed me. He arranged her funeral quietly… Then married me. He gave me the best prenatal care, the finest doctors, and a seemingly perfect life. Until the day I went into labor. He put me on a long-haul flight with multiple layovers. And when I collapsed in a filthy airport restroom, bleeding and barely conscious— He looked down at me with pure hatred. “Serena, this is what you owe her.” “If you hadn’t interfered back then, Ella would still be alive.” “Today, you and your bastard child will pay for her and her baby.” When I opened my eyes again, I was back on that flight. Watching him berate the plainly dressed woman, I quietly put on my noise-canceling headphones. He didn’t know that woman was the beloved wife of the most dangerous mafia Don in the city. And the kick he was about to deliver— Would be their death sentence. This time, I just watched.
Kurzgeschichte · Mafia
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