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Ashely's mom was diagnosed with a very deadly disease that is threatening to take her life. Ashely couldn't watch the only person she had in this world leave her yet again like her dad, Billionaire Alan offered to sponsor the treatment and made sure that Ashely's mom got the necessary treatment only based on being in a contract marriage with Ashley. Will this Contract Marriage be a sham or would it grow into a real love?.

After following my grandfather abroad for five years of training, he finally entrusted me with the family authority—something he had given me with complete satisfaction. But my stepmother and my three younger stepbrothers were anything but pleased. Ever since I returned home, they had been blasting those ridiculous "real heiress versus fake heiress" dramas throughout the house, day after day. Sometimes openly, sometimes in veiled remarks, they hinted that I didn't resemble my father at all. On the day of my twentieth birthday—my official debut before the public—they even brought in a complete stranger and tried to brand me as the impostor. My stepmother looked at me, the corner of her lips curling in disdain. "Where did this counterfeit come from? Even if you're wearing a stolen gown, you can't hide that cheap, shabby air about you." My three younger stepbrothers shoved me to the ground, shielding the girl beside them—the one wearing my family's heirloom necklace. "We only have one sister, and that's Camellia! Wherever you came from, go back there!" In an instant, the guests' mocking gazes all converged on me. And in the very next second, I stepped forward and slapped my stepmother across the face. "If anyone should be leaving, it's you. Take a good look at what this is!" Then, the moment they saw what I was holding in my hand, the entire room fell into stunned silence.

Jason Carlos is a man of power who has never been truly loved until he meets Sophia, his maid, whom he used to bully from high school. Despite their different backgrounds, they fall in love and face many obstacles, including Jason's arranged marriage to Rita and a web of deceit that threatens to tear them apart. As secrets are uncovered and alliances are tested, their love is put to the ultimate test. But with the support of each other, they face each challenge head-on, leading them to a journey of forgiveness, redemption, and a love that transcends all barriers.

Serafina Vale didn’t want love anymore, she wanted war and a husband to help her start it. Her ex-fiancé slept with her stepsister and proposed to her on camera, in front of everyone. So yeah—she needed to hit back, fast and publicly. With help from her best friend, Rhea, she was supposed to meet a broke model at a diner. Sweet guy, easy to handle. Just enough to stir drama and ruin the happy couple’s fairytale. But she sat at the wrong table and accidentally proposed to the wrong man. Dorian Everhart was the opposite of harmless. He was cold, unreadable and terrifyingly rich. He absolutely had no business saying yes. But…he did. He married her the same day with no questions asked or rules attached either. She thought she was the one using him. But he didn’t seem to bulge, and now, she’s starting to wonder, who really set this up? Why does her stepsister flinch every time Dorian’s name comes up? and why does he know so much about her family? What the hell does he want from her? And worse….why does a part of her want him to take it?

While taking a trip to Ohio with her family 16-year-old Sakura tattoo receives a magic necklace containing the powers of a being known as the swordkeeper she must now use these powers to find magic weapons and save an alternate universe

The kindergarten was engulfed in flames. My four-year-old daughter was trapped inside. I pleaded desperately with my firefighter husband, "Nina is upstairs!" He snapped impatiently, "You're just trying to stop me from saving Dana's daughter. How could you be so cruel? Dana is fragile. If she loses her child, it will destroy her. She won't survive this." That night, he emerged from the fire carrying Dana's daughter, instantly becoming a hero. Even at midnight, when I wept by the side of our daughter's ashes, he was still with Dana. "Samuel Leif, you'll pay for this!"

Barbara and her sister Linda had always been at odds, but their rivalry reached a new level of intensity when a DNA test revealed shocking revelations about the paternity of their sons. The test showed that Barbara's son Lawson was actually the biological child of ex-husband Casey, while Linda's son Irvin was not the son of Casey as she claimed. After the DNA test revelation, Casey pleaded to Barbara to forgive him, accusing Linda of tricking him to marry her all for her selfish gain for the family inheritance. After long consideration Barbara accepted him back This discovery set off a bitter feud over the family's substantial inheritance. Linda, desperate to secure her share, hatched a sinister plan to eliminate her sister. One morning, as Barbara was driving to work, she was ambushed by Linda's hired hitmen. They forced her out of her car and shot her , leaving her bleeding on the side of the road. Miraculously, passing Good Samaritan witnessed the attack and rushed Barbara to hospital. Doctors worked frantically to save her life, extracting three of the bullets, but one remained lodged precariously near her ribs. The trauma of the assault, combined with the severe head injury she sustained in the fall, sent Barbara into a coma. While Barbara fought for her life, Linda seized the opportunity to manipulate the inheritance, exploiting her sister's incapacitation to claim the lion's share for herself. Barbara's devoted husband Casey remained by her bedside, praying for her recovery. After years in the coma, Barbara miraculously regained consciousness. Filled with a renewed determination, she set out to reclaim what was rightfully hers, engaging in a fierce legal battle against her conniving sister. The sisters' conflict escalated, with both of them willing to go to extreme lengths to secure the family's wealth and legacy.

My half-sister and I were both married on the same day. She was supposed to be sent away to a distant kingdom as a peace offering, branded with an ill-fated destiny. I was supposed to marry the Crown Prince and become the future queen. Yet the night before our weddings, my stepmother orchestrated a switch. In my previous life, I stormed into the wedding ceremony desperate to expose the truth. My sister immediately threatened to kill herself to prove her innocence. The Crown Prince caught her just in time, but the shock caused her to lose the baby she claimed to be carrying. The Crown Prince was furious. He accused me of fraud and attempted murder of the royal heir. He ordered my head shaved and my face mutilated before having me thrown into the peace bride's carriage. I became the laughingstock of the entire capital. My half-sister took my place as Crown Princess, gave birth to twins, and eventually became the beloved empress. Meanwhile, I died on the road to that foreign land. When I opened my eyes again, drums and music thundered outside. The wedding procession was already waiting. A voice rang out, "By royal decree, we have come for the bride!"

Just because my sister, Yvonne Lindell, claims I swapped Grandma's medicine with sugar pellets and caused her death, Mom locks me inside the cremator. I kneel and beg, but Mom spits at me in disgust. "You wretched girl, stay still! You killed your grandma by secretly switching her medicine. Now go repent to her properly!" Dad hesitates, unable to bear it. "Maybe we should let her out. What if—" "What are you afraid of? Don't forget that she killed your mother! If we don't teach her a lesson this time, who knows who she'll kill next!" The voices outside the door gradually fade, and my heart sinks to the bottom. The flames slowly begin to lick at my body. In despair, I clutch Grandma's cold hand beside me. "Grandma, I'm sorry. I should've taken better care of your medicine. But I swear, I didn't replace it with sugar pellets. Maybe only in death, can I truly atone for this sin…"

A fierce storm erupts on a mountain peak at 25,561 feet, trapping me in the mountain camp under heavy snow. My husband, the leader of the mountain excursion squad, ignores my desperate pleas and hands the last oxygen tank to his beloved true love. "You're a professional climber—you won't die from missing a few breaths," he snaps. "Olivia has always been frail. Without oxygen, she's done for!" I watch as the two of them lean on each other, making their way down the cliffside, and I fall into complete despair. He's already forgotten that my body hasn't been able to survive without oxygen at high altitudes since saving him two years ago.