Korean Month

To ensure the launch of the company's new game, I worked overtime for a week straight. I practically lived at the company. But on the day of the celebration, I received a punishment notice from the new VP. "A certain someone has been working overtime until past midnight for over a week. This is a waste of the company's electricity. This notification is to inform him that he needs to pay this month's electricity bill for the company." The superior whom I worked with ever since this company was founded suddenly became arrogant as well. "A certain someone really needs to know their place. You're already 35. It's not like the company can't run without you. You're the one who relies on this company now." I laughed angrily. Had he forgotten what I did for a living? I submitted my resignation on that very same day. I'd like to see who would be the desperate party in the end. They could forget about ever being listed if this was how they treated their loyal employees.

For five years, Celia was nothing more than Alpha king’s secret lover, wearing her disliked dress and perfume, just because he like it on her. —until She overheard the truth: “She’s just a replacement. A gold digger.” "I chose her, just becuase she seems like you. She's your Substitute. Never deserved be a luna." Shattered, she walks away, vowing never to look back. But then—her instincts sharpen, her senses heighten, and Soren’s scent clings to her skin. ...Mate. Impossible. A wolfless girl like her could never be the Alpha King’s fated mate… right? * On the first day she left, he wasn’t worried. “She’ll come back.” “Don’t bother with it. She was just a substitute lover. A worthless gold digger.” But after a week… a month… three months… his panic set in. “Lock down the entire pack—find her at all costs… —Find my Luna!”

Sydney Bardot, a young sultry heiress, runs away from home only to collide with an older, gorgeous stranger at a bar. Sparks fly between them at every interaction. His first name is all she finds out: Killian. What’s in a name, right? She needs a place to hide. Sydney finds Killian's offer to shelter her from her dominating family too hard to resist. He whisks her away to an adventure camp in remote South Africa. A month of heated interactions ends in his marriage proposal. But what’s the catch? Sydney agrees to marry the lethal and reckless nomad. After a rushed wedding, she returns home to find herself shrouded in a web of lies, deceit, and conspiracies. Who is Killian Barlowe? How does he know everything about her? Did reckless players like him really fall for innocent heiresses? Or was it all a game of revenge? Taming A Reckless Heart is the fourth book of the Reckless Hearts Series, but can be read as a standalone.

Those words defined Claire Reid's entire life—and her death. At twenty-eight, she dies in a hospital bed surrounded by the family she sacrificed everything for: the father who forced her to quit school, the sister who took everything she had, the husband who treated her like an inconvenience, and the mother who demanded endless gratitude for their abuse. As her heart stops, Claire sees their relief and realizes the devastating truth: she wasted her life loving people who never loved her back. Then she wakes up. One year earlier. One month before her family frames her for theft. This time, Claire refuses. Refuses to give money. Refuses to stay silent. Refuses to be grateful for crumbs. Armed with knowledge of their betrayals and a fury born from her wasted first life, she systematically dismantles their manipulations, exposes their schemes, and reclaims her identity. But when she tries to leave her cold, arranged marriage, something unexpected happens.

My college roommate, Miranda White, adored romance novels. She would always fantasize about being the protagonist of such novels. She dreamed of being loved by a rich, handsome man and eventually marrying rich. Although her allowance only came to a hundred a month, she insisted on buying a wool coat worth a thousand. She would put on the most dazzling makeup and put on a fake persona. She vowed to make every man around her love her. "I will only marry a rich hottie. My Prince Charming will find me," she proudly proclaimed. I was kind enough to caution her, warning her to protect herself and work hard to improve her life. Instead, she thought I was just jealous. "You're the kind of person who wants everyone else to be as miserable as you, aren't you? What rotten luck to have you as a roommate." Fine, then! It wasn't as if I'd be the one who'd become bankrupt by her online boyfriend!

Reyna Valeria was forced to marry Arvan Hargrove—CEO of Hargrove Group—after becoming pregnant from one tragic night. Arvan accused her of deliberately trapping him and hates both Reyna and their daughter. When Arvan's first love, Lara, returns, he demands a divorce. At the same time, Kirana—Arvan and Reyna's daughter—is diagnosed with a terminal illness with only a month to live. Reyna agrees to divorce on one condition: Arvan must be a good father until Kirana's birthday. However, when Kirana faints after hearing Arvan say he never wanted her, Arvan abandons them on the roadside to go to Lara. A stranger saves Kirana. He turns out to be Reyna's eldest brother from the Langston family, a wealthy family that has been searching for her for years. With her protective brothers and her new identity as the heir to a conglomerate family, Reyna rises from her downfall. When Arvan discovers the truth and regrets his actions, is there still a chance to fix everything?

My fiancé dumped me the moment he found out about my rare blood type. "That condition of yours? Yeah, it'd just drain my wallet." I was spiraling when Vincent showed up—like some knight in shining armor, pulling me out of the wreckage. He didn't care about my blood type. We barely dated before he proposed, and for a while, married life felt perfect. Until a year later, when I overheard him talking to a doctor. "Vincent, you already took 400 milliliters of Sophia's blood last month, and now you want another 200? Are you insane? Even if you love Emma, you can't just drain an innocent woman dry for her!" "A little more won't kill her. Stop overreacting." My head spun. My whole body went cold. That's when it hit me—our perfect marriage had been a lie from the start.

Out of the blue, I get a call from the Department of Labor. The officer tells me they received a complaint, accusing me of gender discrimination. Apparently, my treatment of the male and female employees is extremely unequal. I'm left feeling utterly bewildered. Out of compassion for my employees, I give the female employees paid leave during their periods and pregnancy. I also give the male employees the benefit of a family support allowance. I've never discriminated against anyone because of their gender, and neither have I ever mistreated any of the employees. But then, I proceed to see the social media post that has gone viral. "A certain company gives male employees an additional allowance of a thousand dollars a month! Male and female employees are given different treatment!" Having caught on right away, I call a staff meeting and announce, "All of the company benefits have been canceled. You will only receive the basic benefits listed in your employment contract." Everyone goes up in arms.

In my third month of employment, I realized that my colleagues were calling me an old geezer behind my back. This nickname came from Wanda Stewart’s arrogant and ambitious assistant. I had hit the age of 32, but was still clinging onto the last vestiges of hope of marriage after eight long years of our relationship. I asked Wanda, “Do you know that your subordinates call me an old geezer?” She said without batting an eyelid, “That’s just the way Samuel is. He’s just a straight-talker and he’s just kidding. You’re already 32, are you seriously fussing about this?” She then chuckled, “You two are really alike.” My heart turned cold. Turns out that eight years of my youth were nothing but a joke to her. I turned to leave, resigning from my post and blocking her. Yet, the woman who was always so calm and cool started panicking. “Jansen Graham, please come back to me.”

Catherine Santocristo's almost perfect life started to get messy after she had a one-night stand with the future heir of the Hamilton Corporation because he got her pregnant. After a month, Catherine will be in search of him. After days of searching, Catherine found Cohen, but it was too late. On the day she learned it was him, it was also the day of Cohen's lavish wedding to his long-time fiancee, Sandria. Distressed, she walked away and thought about herself. She told about it to her parents. It was not easy for Catherine as they pressured her to get married as soon as possible or else abort the unborn child. She couldn't tell them she became pregnant because of a one-night stand and not because of her boyfriend. In some turn of events, Catherine finds herself marrying her ex-boyfriend to save her family from the humiliation of society. Little did she know it was the starting point of her life in hell. Cohen and Catherine's paths will cross again after five years, which will further complicate their situation.