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His late repentance

Seven years ago, dancer Eliza cruelly left Julian, who had been in a car accident. Seven years later, she returns with Leo, her son suffering from blood cancer, begging Julian to donate blood to save the boy. Yet Julian subjects her to suspicion and torment. It turns out that Eliza was gravely ill back then and had to leave on purpose. The paternity test was secretly tampered with. When the truth finally comes to light, Leo is indeed Julian's son — but Eliza's days are numbered.

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His Lost Bride and Their Secret Triplets

Liana, an adoptee, suffered relentless bullying due to her status as a "Squib" (devoid of magical ability) and was cast out into a snowy night. She stumbled into a magical barrier on a snow-capped mountain, where she shared a night of physical intimacy with Thorne—a Lightning-element Lord unable to touch others—thereby becoming his soulmate and sharing the burden of his volatile magic. Thorne departed at dawn, leaving behind a token. Liana gave birth to triplets, but the antagonist Seraphina stole her daughter, impersonated the woman from that fateful night, and deceitfully secured the position of Lady of the Manor. Six years later, Liana—now a renowned healer—was raising her two sons alone when her uncle coerced her into marrying Thorne in Seraphina's stead. Upon entering the estate, she repeatedly faced schemes and failed to recognize her own daughter, Aurora. Ultimately, a blood-bond test revealed the truth and exposed Seraphina's fraud; Liana risked her life to save her daughter, and Thorne sacrificed half his magical power to save Liana, leading to a joyful reunion for the family of five.

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His Mistress Put a Price on My Daughter’s Life

My daughter and I are crossing the road at a crosswalk when a speeding luxury car comes barreling toward us. In just a second, my daughter is lying in a pool of blood.When the driver's door opens, everyone sees that the person getting out is a boy who isn't even old enough to have a driver's license.By the time the woman walks over to us, my daughter is unconscious. I'm crying as I call for an ambulance, my whole body trembling.The woman simply pinches her nose, looking at us with undisguised contempt and disdain.She pulls out a black card and slaps it across my face.“People like you will do anything for money. Name your price. I'll buy your daughter's life.”The moment I see the familiar, distinctive pattern on the card, my face goes pale.It's the secondary card I gave my husband.A month ago, Anthony said he wanted to buy a luxury car. I agreed. The model was exactly the same as the one that hit my daughter.A bitter taste rises in my throat, but I swallow it down.I turn to his mistress again, my eyes burning with hatred."Do you think money can buy a life? Fine. Then tell me, how much is your son's life worth? I'll buy it."

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His One and Only Exception

Six years ago, Nora Carson spent a night with the formidable Perry Moore. Unwilling to be seen as a gold digger, she chose to walk away without looking back—never realizing she was carrying his child. Now, six years later, her aunt is pressuring her into an unwanted marriage. Desperate for a way out, she has no choice but to send her daughter to find the one man she once left behind. And just like that, their fates intertwine once more, setting the stage for a love story neither of them saw coming.

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His Regret Came Too Late, I Don't Want It Anymore

In the most dangerous seventh month of my twin pregnancy, Adrian invited friends over and threw a welcome-home dinner for Vivian, who had just returned to the country. During a round of truth or dare, someone asked him, "If Serena and Vivian both fell into the water and there was only one life jacket, who would you give it to?" I was in the nursery folding baby clothes when I heard his answer come without a moment's hesitation. "Vivi. Serena's tough. She can swim back on her own." My mother chimed in, "Rena grew up in the countryside. She's tough as nails. But Vivi is delicate. She can't handle that kind of scare." Then my brother, the one I had poured everything into putting through school, laughed too. "My sister does whatever Adrian tells her. Forget a life jacket. You could ask her to donate both kidneys to Vivian and she wouldn't dare say a word." The room went quiet around me, with nothing but the steady thud of kicks against my palm. They didn't know that the doctor had issued a critical-condition notice for severe preeclampsia just the day before: At any moment, my placenta could separate, I could hemorrhage into my brain, or all three of us could die. I needed to be admitt

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His Regret, My Throne

Right before our Mating Ceremony, my mate, Alpha Damien, told me he had to temporarily mark an Omega from our pack, Seraphina. He claimed she had the Moon Sickness and would die if he didn't mark her. I fought him on it, but the next day, he moved Seraphina right into the penthouse of the Pack House. The suite meant for the future Luna. My suite. To calm me, he even got on his knees, his eyes red as he promised, "Once she's safe, I'll remove the mark. You'll still be my only Luna." But then, Seraphina found me, a medical report in her hand. Six weeks pregnant. They'd already held their marking ceremony long before Damien ever came to me. My heart shattered into ash. My pen dug into the calendar, carving a vicious X over the date that was supposed to be our Mating Ceremony. Then, I opened my laptop and replied to the email from the European Laurel Healers' Guild. "I accept your invitation. I leave on the day of the Mating Ceremony."

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His Regret, My Throne

Right before our Mating Ceremony, my mate, Alpha Damien, told me he had to temporarily mark an Omega from our pack, Seraphina. He claimed she had the Moon Sickness and would die if he didn't mark her. I fought him on it, but the next day, he moved Seraphina right into the penthouse of the Pack House. The suite meant for the future Luna. My suite. To calm me, he even got on his knees, his eyes red as he promised, "Once she's safe, I'll remove the mark. You'll still be my only Luna." But then, Seraphina found me, a medical report in her hand. Six weeks pregnant. They'd already held their marking ceremony long before Damien ever came to me. My heart shattered into ash. My pen dug into the calendar, carving a vicious X over the date that was supposed to be our Mating Ceremony. Then, I opened my laptop and replied to the email from the European Laurel Healers' Guild. "I accept your invitation. I leave on the day of the Mating Ceremony."

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His Royal Clinginess

Jamie Loxley, a nobleman's daughter, faces a difficult arranged marriage and decides to keep the child but leave the father behind. What she doesn't know is that he has just become the Seventh Prince, the very man she's now contractually bound to marry. Worse? He knows exactly who she is, and he's not hiding. Disguised under a new face, he engineers one "coincidental" meeting after another, pursuing her with shameless, relentless devotion. Jamie watches this sticky, grinning disaster of a man and can only sigh. "Your Highness, where is your dignity?"

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His Vampire Heart Never Beat For Me

Seraphina once believed she was the vampire prince Alistair's one true love. Five years ago, he rescued her and declared her his soulmate. But when she was attacked by werewolves while pregnant, he sent all the healers to her stepsister Isabella, who had forged a "life bond" with him, causing her to miscarry. Over five years, he favored Isabella—stealing Seraphina's paintings, giving her the studio key, and planting flowers that Seraphina was allergic to. After the truth came out, she faked her death and escaped under the alias Phoebe Miller. She later became an art restorer, was discovered by gallery owner Julian, and rebuilt her life independently. Isabella died in prison, and Alistair, consumed by regret, became an arbiter. A year later, her Light and Shadow series succeeded, and holding Julian's hand, she finally found a peaceful life.

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His Vampire Heart Never Beat For Me 2

Seraphina once believed she was the only true love of the vampire prince Alistair. Five years ago, when her fiancé was caught having an affair with Isabella, it was Alistair who saved her and promised her eternity. Yet when she was pregnant and attacked by werewolves, Alistair abandoned her, transferred away all the healers, and caused the death of their child. Over the following five years, Alistair continued to favor Isabella. In the end, Seraphina’s heart completely died. She faked her own death and left—only for fate to bring them together once more.

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Home Run! My Ex Wants Us Back

Six years ago, Emma Collins was pregnant with Ethan Blake's child. To protect his dream of becoming a professional baseball player, she made him believe she'd betrayed him and walked away. She gave birth to their son, Noah, and raised him alone while caring for his heart condition. Six years later, they meet again. But Ethan's love has turned to hate. He will stop at nothing, using every ruthless trick, just to force Emma to stay by his side!

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Homeless Boy I Helped Saved My Football Club

Fifteen years ago, I casually helped a homeless kid who couldn’t afford a football. I handed him three hundred dollars and, half-joking, asked for 1% of his future company as “founder’s shares.” I just wanted to give him a push to chase his dream. Fifteen years later, the football club I built is on the verge of collapse. The three children I raised with my own hands team up to steal my company, drain my accounts, and grind me into the dirt. Players are demanding unpaid wages, my wife is dying of a terminal illness, and my most trusted friend forces me to my knees. Just to save my employees and my family, I swallow my pride and give up everything. Right when everyone’s waiting for me to finally break— A fleet of luxury cars from a thousand-billion-dollar empire rolls up to my door. That same scrawny, homeless boy who once had nothing… has come back.