Surviving In The Ancient Times With Limitless Supplies

It was on our wedding night when my husband stole my heartblood to save his childhood sweetheart. His lips were on my forehead as his dagger carved my chest open. "Good girl. This is the last time, I promise," he breathed bewitchingly, his scalding tears dripping on my skin. "Once she's better, let's consummate our marriage." That was what he said, but I had heard it countless times before. In my despair, I used my last ounce of strength to tug on his sleeve. He urgently drained my blood to save another woman, not even looking my way as he did. What he didn't know was that it was my last drop of heartblood. And I was going to die.

“Let him go right now.” Wait a second, did he just call me him? And then it hit again! Over here, I am a HE, not a SHE. Idris, not Irish. Before you roll your eyes and use the F words, this is my story, not yours. They said when life throws you lemons, you make lemonade, but I made a whole juice. Being in this college with not just a different name, but a different sex, is chaos on its own, one I’m fully embarked on. “Desperate times require drastic decisions.” I took those words way too seriously. How I plan to survive this journey is totally up to me. Will I be caught? That’s up to you to find out.

"Jamie, I've decided. I'm ready to join you at Hillridge as your exclusive screenwriter. I'll be there by the end of this month!" Melanie huddled in a quiet corner on the set as she made the call, a pregnancy test report clutched in her hand. She tried to shake off the chill from the freezing weather, but her hands and feet still felt painfully cold. Jamie's voice at the end of the line was a deep and pleasant baritone. "Your talent has long deserved a bigger stage. For eight years, you've turned me down nearly a hundred times for Ken's sake. Are you ready to leave him this time?" "Yes. I'm leaving him for good!" She clenched the pregnancy test report, her lips a bitter smile.

Angelo "Ang" Rodriguez is a broken man. After losing the woman she loved, she suddenly changed, making the once-positive guy into a gloomy one, and it didn't help him when his younger brother Anthony got into a coma. He could take everything that life throws at him except for one. The fact that his younger brother married Miranda Sandoval, a gold digger who had already gotten married three times before his younger brother, and he cannot allow Miranda to stay married to his brother after knowing that one of those husbands died and after being a widow, Miranda inherited her ex-husband's wealth, but what Ang didn't expect is for him to fall for the woman who he considers a gold digger and a sinner.

My husband and I have been legally married for five years. This is the tenth time he's canceled our wedding ceremony. This time? His student, Laura, is competing in her first international violin competition—and he 'needs' to be there. I still remember the last cancellation: an awards ceremony he had to attend with her. The time before that? She fell ill, and he stayed at her hospital bedside. The other times? I've lost count of the excuses, but it doesn't matter. The reason is always Laura. Her needs always outweighed my wedding. My marriage. My life. Fine. If he wanted to stand by Laura so badly, he could stay there forever. This hollow, five-year farce of a marriage? It's over.

I transmigrated into a trashy, tragic romance as the vicious side character. By the time I arrived, the story had already reached its ending. I had caused the female lead to lose her SAT opportunity, and my two older brothers forced me to my knees. My eldest brother, Lucas Sherman, beat me mercilessly with a stick. He hissed, "Slap yourself 1000 times before you can get up." My older brother, Charlie Sherman, threw a bottle of pesticide at me. He spat, "Someone as vicious as you should just die." I let out a cold laugh and picked up the pesticide bottle, downing it in one gulp. Lucas and Charlie turned pale with shock. "Are you insane? You actually drank it!"

Revenge that was supposed to be sweet turned into something else when Ava dumped her ex for cheating on her with her stepsister. She swore she’d never cry over trash again and decided to get her revenge by offering a marriage deal to someone untouchable, handsome and ten times better like the dangerously magnetic billionaire Kylan Kingsley. But payback turns twisted when she learns the man she chose isn’t just rich and ruthless… he’s also her new professor. Desire ignites, rules shatter and a forbidden romance turns addictive. Life is fun, everything is perfect and passion is burning hot until secrets that could ruin them both resurface. And when passion collides with secrets, nothing will ever be the same.

"Dad I've told you a hundred times, I don't need a body guard." I growled, my eyes locked on the god-like man at his side.Arabella Adair, the only heir of the Alpha King, detests her strikingly yet silent body guard. A mask shields half of his face, leaving only his intoxicating eyes and tousled hair revealed. The strange gloves he constantly wears, and the refusal to speak continues to drive Arabella mad. In the midst of the chaos in her Kingdom, she sets her attention on her body guard. Her insane attraction to her mysterious body guard fuels her need for the truth. More determined than ever, she plans to use everything at her disposal to uncover his secrets.

Nathan, the next in line Alpha, and Rowena are mates, and they got married a year ago. Nathan doesn't like being tied down by Mate Bond, but his father, the old Alpha, really appreciates Rowena, so he has to marry her. Even after they got married, Nathan remained indifferent towards Rowena. Coral had a crush on Nathan for many years. After Nathan married Rowena, Coral tried to frame Rowena multiple times to make Nathan divorce her. Rowena was accused by Coral of killing the old Alpha and Nathan was furious. When Rowena is sent out of the park, would she be able to get over all that had happened? Would Rowena want to seek revenge on the people who made her suffer?

Arianna had not planned on using magic to summon anything, she just wanted to get out of an arranged marriage. She was told of the ancient magic of summoning a guardian but instead she had summoned a demon—the demon king himself. But what would he ask in return for his loyalty to this princess?