What Lies Within Manhwa Novels & Stories

Chapter 44. Ana’s POV. One week and 4 days later. ‘I think I’ll be needing a job soon,’ I whispered underneath my breath as I scrolled through my phone. I was trying to see if I’ll be connected to any of the remote writing jobs available. I didn’t want to do this because I had no money or perhaps, either Massimo or my dad couldn’t care for me, but I needed to earn a living on my own as a lady and a wife, not just sit and depend on the cash from my Millionaire father and Billionaire husband. The room was looking littered with clothes all over while I sat at the edge of the bed. I could see the silver lining Isabel gave me two days ago, sitting right at the edge of the drawer. That wasn’t so g

No more lies, no more Ken, no more pretending I was okay. Then my phone buzzed on the bed, the screen lighting up like a cruel joke. I glanced over, and there it was—*Ken*. His name flashing, mocking me. My heart twisted, a fresh wave of rage burning through the sadness. More tears spilled, blurring the room. “You,” I whispered, my voice shaking, barely audible. “You’re the cause of all this, Ken.” My hands clenched, nails digging into my palms. He lied about Tasha, about his other wife, about everything. He left me in the dark, made me the fool, the pathetic wife who thought she could hold it together. And now he had the nerve to call? Where was he when I called him first?

I ran my hand along the wall, the dresser, the bedpost, just to make sure it was all real. When everyone went to bed, Emily stayed behind with me in the living room. We sat in silence for a while, just listening to the ticking clock. “You know,” she said quietly, “you’re stronger than you think.” I smiled faintly. “Maybe. Or maybe I just got tired of being broken.” She looked at me, her eyes warm. “Either way, you made it.” Deep down, something still lingered. A faint unease I couldn’t name, it felt like I was living a lie and I'd still go back to that hole. The deep scar in my chest throbbed, I held my chest tightly.

I walked further into the room and met a stunning sight. On a king-sized bed at the center of the dark room lay a stark naked woman. She remained stuck in a sensual pose, like a model in a Playboy magazine. In front of her was a man who I figured had spoken earlier. His sturdy back was turned to me, but his fluid hand worked elegantly on a canvas in front.

thought Yu Liang sighing, as he regretted that such an interesting world had fallen into the cliché of a Dark BL. This beginner world was very good, what was Dark BL was a problem of the characters and not the world itself. This world is a mix of martial arts and the modern world. The powerful families of this world were all descendants of powerful immortals and even the large financial conglomerates or IT companies, they had connections with former martial artists.

It follows Hyeon-sin, a woman disguised as a young boy, who crosses paths with her fateful love: Gye-yeong, a powerful man standing at the absolute pinnacle of the chaebol world. The story weaves a thrilling, dangerous love triangle as Hyeon-sin hides her identity while being relentlessly pursued by LF, a breathtakingly beautiful yet lethal man chasing her all the way from Europe. Having grown up immersing myself in classic literature and physical books rather than typical web novels, I have crafted a story with a unique, atmospheric depth that stands apart from standard romance novels.

Then there is the romantic comedy story of Gyeongshin, a genius composer who returned for the fourth time and became an amnesiac pregnant woman, [The Boss and His Sly Baby-Mama] Also, the story of Raisin, who goes from a cross-dressing servant to a swordmaster and a great archmage, [The Tale of the Beastly Archduke’s Obsessio] There is a regression revenge romance of a fighter pilot who picked up a genie from a lamp and became a main character inside a romance fantasy, [Revenge Reboot: My Seductive Elf] And finally... up to my latest work contracted by GoodNovel, featuring the highest quality of my life and an overwhelming scale—a refreshing, true romance of an ambitious woman, [The Dearest

Through my blurred vision, I thought I saw the man who had held me close at the funeral and promised me the world. "I'll give you a home, Eleanor. Everything I have is yours." So all of it was just another lie he told me.