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Born To Slay Gods
After three years of gathering herbs, I finally returned to Green-Pouch Valley.
But my master, Mr. Gu, was not there. On the ground, only a dark red pool of blood remained, soaking his cloth robes.
My senior brothers and sisters, usually so lively, were nowhere to be found.
My master's wife, Auntie Qin, sat collapsed beside the pool of blood. Her once-black hair was now mostly white, her voice a hoarse whisper as she called to me.
"Shuang'er, your master traded his life for the valley's ascension. You must go to the Nine Heavens and offer your thanks."
It was only then I understood. The Celestial Lord, Jun Che, in his quest to forge an immortal body for his mortal wife, had coveted my master's rare Celestial Bones of Healing.
He used the promise of ascension for everyone in Green-Pouch Valley as bait, then brutally tore the bones from my master's living body.
I was born with a strange affliction, a void where joy and sorrow should be. The others in the valley secretly called me a cold-blooded monster.
Now, as I stared at the blood-soaked robes of the man who had saved me and treated me like his own daughter, my expression remained blank.
"Auntie Qin, did Master do this willingly?"
Auntie Qin's eyes instantly reddened.
"Jun Che is the Celestial Lord. His word is heavenly law. How could we ever defy it?"
I gave a faint nod.
"If it was not what Master wanted, then Jun Che deserves to die."
Auntie Qin's face went pale with fright. She lunged forward and clutched my arm.
"Shuang'er, your master's last words were for you all to protect yourselves, not throw your lives away fighting an unwinnable war against the heavens."
I pried her fingers off one by one and looked up at the glittering, golden Celestial Realm beyond the clouds. A faint smile touched my lips.
"Auntie Qin, Master taught me that a healer's heart must be compassionate."
"But he never taught me that gods can't be killed."
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After My Ex Left Me At The Altar, I Married the King of the Underworld
On my wedding day, my mafia fiancé, Ryder Conti, had his men bar me from the church.
Instead, he walked down the aisle with another woman on his arm.
He shrugged at me through the iron gates.
"Emilia, the Contis need an heir, and Carmela is carrying a Rossi."
"Once I use the Rossi influence to solidify my position in the Family, I'll divorce her. You'll still be my woman."
Everyone thought I would obediently nod and wait for him to come back.
For ten years, I had loved him more than life itself, even cutting ties with my family for him.
That very night, I boarded a private jet to Sicily to accept an arranged marriage with the Godfather of the Vettori family.
From then on, I vanished without a trace from Ryder Conti's world.
Three years later, I returned to New York with my husband and child to deal with a traitor in the Family.
Zayn had some last minute business, so he sent his men to collect me. I never expected to see a face from my past.
Ryder looked at me with a smirk.
"Had enough fun out there? Since you've come crawling back, this is perfect. Carmela's son needs a cook. You can do the job."
Wait, he just called me, the most respected Donna in the underworld, the cook?
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The Night Before My Wedding He Dumped Me
My fiancé stood me up at our rehearsal dinner at the Sterling family estate.
Just before midnight, I got a message from Miles.
Kate's pregnant. It's not my kid.
But I have to marry her. The kid needs the Sterling name to be seen as legitimate.
Our wedding is off for the next three years. We have to keep our distance until then.
You need to handle the Alliance elders. Whatever you do, protect Kate from them. Tell everyone you're the one who called it off.
I stared at the screen and typed back a single word.
Fine.
I was done with him. I never wanted to marry him in the first place.
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The Bratva Pakhan's Curvy Obsession
Four years and three months—one thousand, five hundred and forty-seven days—I have known Celia was mine. I have watched over her, listened to her, protected her. There is nothing I have not done and would not do to keep her safe and mine.
What it started as. I do not know. but now it can only be defined as an obsession. Celia is mine. Like me, she has known it all this time. Why she is suddenly fighting me as our wedding day draws closer, I do not understand. It does not matter. The day is nothing more than a formality.
I have never claimed to be a good or patient man. For her I was. That time is at an end. My kitten is baring her claws. She will find the veneer of civility I show the world is far thinner than she ever imagined—for in the end I am Bratva. We take what we want, ruthlessly and completely, and we never let it go.
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A Sicilian Vendetta: After My Men Left Me Ruined
That year, during the Sicilian arms trafficking conflict, my lover of three years, Silvio, deliberately betrayed my transport routes at a critical moment in a deal with the rival "DiMarco" family, causing me to lose all my territory.
He immediately defected to the DiMarco family's leader Marina, becoming her lover.
As he left, he didn't even bother to disguise his betrayal, coldly tossing out, "What we had was just business, nothing personal."
While I was burdened with my family's blood debts and pushed to the edge of a cliff, Lorenzo, who had secretly harbored feelings for me since childhood, found me and offered his family's entire fortune.
"Isabella, don't be afraid. In my eyes, you'll always be Sicily's most formidable Queen of the Arms Trade," he said.
He took the Colt pistol from my hand, and his voice was gentle yet resolute.
Five years later, my power resurged. I was about to completely crush Marina's smuggling network and reclaim everything I had lost.
My caporegimes, the captains of my organization, were ready and waiting for my command.
But on the night before the operation, my weapons warehouse suddenly exploded, turning priceless arms into worthless scrap metal. I barely escaped through the thick smoke, my body covered in burns.
In a secluded monastery, I overheard Lorenzo and Silvio whispering outside my door.
"You really had the guts to blow up the arsenal. Weren't you afraid of blasting her to pieces too?" Silvio's voice carried a mocking tone.
"If she died, just died. I've always loved Marina. If it weren't for that unlucky family marriage lottery five years ago, I wouldn't have had to endure this ugly bitch for all this time." Lorenzo's voice was ice-cold and unfamiliar.
I closed my eyes, feeling like a dagger had pierced my chest.
Explosion. Arranged marriage. Ugly bitch.
So those five years of shared hardship were just his unwilling choice after losing a high-stakes gamble.
"I married her to keep watch. If it weren't for me paving
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When the Perfect Vampire Wife Dies They All Fall
The Clan Healer told me that without the vial of Progenitor's Blood, the Blood Blight afflicting me meant I had only seventy-two hours to live.
But my husband, Miles, the new Duke of our world, gave the only vial of the precious cure to my adopted sister, Vivienne, the woman I had turned three years ago.
"She's in agony from the rejection, Isolde. It's a pain you can't possibly understand." His tone was self-righteous, devoid of any concern for the patch of skin on my collarbone already turning to stone.
I nodded, watching as the life-saving, dark red liquid slid down another woman's throat.
I accomplished a great deal in the time I had left.
As I signed the documents, the lawyer's hand trembled. "Are you certain you want to transfer everything, Your Grace? The territorial rights of a thousand-year-old clan..."
I didn't hesitate. "Yes. To Vivienne."
My adopted daughter, Lily, the girl I had risked everything to save, who was now forever frozen at the age of eight, cowered in Vivienne's arms, pointing at me and screaming,
"Aunt Vivienne is my real mommy! You're the witch who turned us into monsters!"
I offered no defense. "Yes, that's right. Be a good girl and listen to your new mother now."
The Progenitor's Ring, the symbol of the clan's supreme authority, now rested on Vivienne's hand.
"Oh, sister, you're too kind," she sobbed, her sobs a practiced performance. "I'll be sure to protect the family in your stead."
I nodded. "You'll run things better than I ever did."
I even signed away my control over the Elder Council, a council sustained by my own blood.
For the first time in a century, a shadow of complex emotion crossed Miles's face.
He stared at me,"Isolde, stop fighting. It's better this way. You need to rest."
Yes. On my deathbed, I had finally become the perfect, submissive Isolde they always wanted. An Isolde who was about to turn to dust.
The seventy-two-hour countdown had begun.
I wondered, when I finally turned to ash,
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I Married My Sworn Enemy After Being Betrayed
The first time Rafael betrayed me, he threw the woman from his club at my feet. His eyes were bloodshot as he told me to take my pick.
My love for him was a sickness, so I forgave the transgression.
For the second betrayal, I had the dancer sent out of New York, warning her never to set foot on the East Coast again.
On the night of our engagement party, sealing the union of our two families, Rafael pinned me against the walnut desk in the study. His eyes burned with rage as he demanded:
"Where is Nina? She's carrying a Mancini heir."
"It was a mistake. You can take your anger out on me. Nina is naive; she doesn't deserve this. I'm begging you, just let the child be born safely. I swear I'll never see her again."
"You're afraid of childbirth. This gives you an heir without the risk."
"Listen, Alessia. You are the future Donna of the Mancini family. When that child is born, it will know only you as its mother. I swear on my life."
He forced me backward until shards from the vase I'd knocked over cut into my skin, staining my silk dress with blood.
I looked at him and smiled, then gave him the address of a safe house in Brooklyn.
He slammed the heavy oak door behind him. Shaking, I pulled out my encrypted phone.
"You were right about him. Is your offer still on the table?"
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After My Rebirth, I Healed the Alpha No More
During a battle with a rival pack, my Alpha mate, Damien, burst into my private healing sanctuary.
He was carrying Lyra, a Beta warrior who had supposedly taken a poisoned blade for him.
The next day, under the watchful eye of the Moon Goddess, Damien was forced by the pack elders to apologize. He explained that bringing an outsider into my sanctuary was a desperate act in a moment of crisis.
After all, Lyra had saved his life.
But that night, in the bed we once shared, Lyra stabbed herself with a dagger laced with wolfsbane and framed me for the attack.
He chose to believe her.
The rejection ceremony ripped my wolf from my soul. I was cast out—a powerless exile, left for dead in a storm, to be torn to shreds by rogues.
But what Damien never knew was that the ancient curse afflicting him could only be healed by me.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the beginning: the moment Damien carried that woman in, demanding I save her.
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Seven Years Lost
On the night of the Blood Moon Pack's grand ceremony, my Alpha fiancé Ethan solemnly announced before all pack members that we would soon complete our lifelong marking.
The pack's blessings surged toward us like a tide.
My face flushed red as I pressed against his strong chest, which carried the scent of pine.
Suddenly, a figure blocked the moonlight at the temple entrance.
Ivy, my friend who had vanished five years ago, stepped inside, accompanied by a pup with eyes like stars.
Ignoring everyone's gaze, she walked straight toward us.
Her collar slowly slipped down, revealing a deep Alpha bite mark on her neck.
Under the moonlight, that mark was as shocking as a brand.
"Lucas, come to meet your father."
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Future Self’s Deadly Game
The day I inherited Grandpa's "Peacemaker," I received a call from myself, ten years in the future.
"Sienna, don't give that gun to Lorenzo."
I obeyed without question. That night, forced to use his faulty Glock, Lorenzo was beaten into a vegetative state during a duel.
Guilt nearly broke me, but my parents nursed me back to health. Or so I thought.
"You idiot," my future self sneered. "It was a lie to get you on the operating table. They want your heart for your brother!"
Finding a transplant agreement in my father's study, I publicly severed ties with the Morettis.
Only later, after Lorenzo died from rejection, did I learn they just needed my rare blood, not my heart.
I wanted to return and atone, but the phone rang again. "Your parents will kill you for honor. Don't go back."
I waited. But instead of assassins, news arrived: the Morettis had been slaughtered by rivals.
I bolted for home, only to be mowed down by a black sedan.
As I died, I couldn't understand why my future self had orchestrated my end.
Then I opened my eyes. I was back at the ceremony.
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Frequently Asked Questions
Shirley Rousseau Murphy's cat mystery series is her biggest claim to fame, hands down. Most people who know her name are thinking of those Joe Grey books. 'Cat on the Edge' kicked it all off, and the whole series about a feline detective who can talk to his human pals just has this cozy yet weirdly intense charm. It's a massive, long-running set of novels that basically define her career.
If you're looking for her most popular standalone, 'The Catswold Portal' gets mentioned a lot, too. It blends fantasy with cats in a way that predates a lot of modern stuff. Honestly, outside of the Joe Grey world, her earlier fantasy novels like 'The Dragonbards' have a dedicated but smaller following. For sheer popularity and volume, it's the cat sleuth books every time.
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