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Jia spent most of her life believing she was someone meant to be left behind. Abandoned as a child and raised in an orphanage, she grew up carrying the quiet belief that she was unlucky—that people eventually leave, no matter how much you care for them. After transferring to a new school, she expects nothing more than another lonely beginning. But everything slowly changes after meeting Kim Sihoon. Quiet, calm, and difficult to understand, Sihoon somehow begins appearing beside her during the moments she needs someone most. When the classroom turns against her, he stands beside her without hesitation. When she tries to hide her pain, he quietly follows after her. When she feels alone, he notices the feelings she hides inside her stories before anyone else can. Little by little, the distance between them disappears. Through shared lunches, awkward silences, quiet jealousy, late afternoons, film club projects, and feelings neither of them know how to explain, Jia begins to experience something unfamiliar: comfort. For the first time in her life, someone doesn’t look at her like a burden or bad luck. Instead— he stays. Because sometimes love doesn’t arrive loudly. Sometimes it comes quietly— through a person who keeps reaching for you, again and again, until you finally stop believing you were meant to be abandoned. And maybe that’s how fate works too. Sometimes we think no one is waiting for us. Sometimes we believe we were simply born to be alone. But somewhere in this world— there is still someone slowly walking toward us. Someone who will choose to stay, even after seeing every broken part of us. And maybe… we were never abandoned by destiny at all.

[Powerfulcouple] The entire Yong City knew that Eldest Miss Su of the Su Family had a malicious nature and a scandalous reputation, acting outlandishly day after day, much to her family's disgust. Worthless dad: "I certainly do not have such a daughter; my only daughter is Xinyan." Old Madam: "Shameless thing, you've completely thrown the Su Family's face away." White lotus younger sister: "I'm sorry, Sister, we were never people from the same world." Scumbags: "Trash that can't show their face in public, lowly people don't deserve to enter our circle." However... Before Eldest Miss Su had expressed her opinion, various bosses couldn't hold back any longer. A certain Film Emperor: "Picking on my boss—tired of living, are we?" A certain Association: "Mr. President, please instruct, bankruptcy or banishment?" A certain Group: "What's the Su Family? Not even worthy to carry the BOSS's shoes." Bigwigs from various fields: "Hello, sister-in-law!" Su Ran: "?" While the outside world was marveling at the continuously revealed identities of Eldest Miss Su, the man who was legendary for his mystery and restrained self-discipline swept her into his embrace. "Little ancestor, is there any identity of yours that I don't know about?" the man's voice was seductive, lazy, and casual. Sister Ran curled her red lips slightly, smiling brightly: "Your wife."

In the city of echoes, some love stories never end... they just loop. Every evening at the stroke of sunset, Aryan sits in a forgotten corner of a Shimla cafe called ‘The Last Page,’ waiting for a girl who vanished three years ago. His only connection to her is a cryptic diary and a key that fits no lock he knows. But tonight, the atmosphere changes. The snow falls upwards, and a mysterious courier delivers a second key—one that leads to a forbidden basement in a ruined fortress. As Aryan descends into the dark, the lines between reality and delusion begin to shatter. He finds Meera, his lost love, but she is not the girl he remembers. She is a weaver of stories, claiming that Aryan is merely a character in a tragic book that she is writing. Or is it the other way around? From the haunting corridors of a mental asylum to a surreal time-loop where every choice leads to a bloody end, Aryan must confront the ultimate suspense: Is he a grieving lover lost in a ghost story? * A patient trapped in the labyrinth of his own mind? * Or is he a soul being kept alive by a writer who refuses to type the final "The End"?

In Dominion, a glittering cyber-metropolis where power decides who is remembered and who is erased, survival is not about justice — it’s about mastering the unwritten laws that govern the city’s soul. Kaelen Veyra, an idealistic engineer, bleeds to keep the city alive, yet his triumphs are stolen by politicians in silver robes. Serenya Veyra, his shadowed sister, trades in whispers and secrets, knowing that silence can be sharper than truth. Ashira Valen, a highborn aristocrat, learns that reputation, spectacle, and lies can build or destroy an empire overnight. Above them all, the Veil Syndicate waits in the dark, twisting these same laws into weapons, rewriting Dominion’s future one theft, betrayal, and spectacle at a time. Fifty chapters. Forty-eight laws. A living scripture of power etched in neon and blood. In Dominion, you don’t rise by being right. You rise by learning the rules of power — or being buried by them.

Keira Olsen found herself married without even knowing it! What's more, her husband-out-of-the-blue turned out to be the richest person in town! As an illegitimate daughter, she's been clawing and scrambling her way up, struggling to survive since childhood. She never expected to wed someone so powerful. When everyone thought she'd be quickly divorced, her husband shocked everyone by a declaration."My dear wife, can we not divorce?"

Arisa Kaneis no longer fogged. No longer leashed. No longer anyone's but his — and even that is starting to fracture. What began as a brutal experiment has evolved into something terrifyingly stable: A functioning dream. A home. A schedule. Laughter over tea. Soft glances by the fireplace. But beneath the sweetness lies a loaded gun — cocked, silent, and aimed. Because Arisa remembers everything. The drugs are gone. The leash is gone. And the man who broke her? He’s starting to fall for the monster he made.

In the heart of the capital stands the Red Pavilion, the most beautiful and infamous courtesan house of the empire. Within its crimson halls lives Qin Yuehuang, a quiet young man born to a legendary courtesan who died giving him life. Raised among silk, music, and whispered desires, he grows up belonging to a world that was never meant for someone like him. But Yuehuang carries a secret no one knows. On nights when the moon rules the sky during the full moon and the new moon he becomes Yuehua, a breathtaking courtesan whose beauty captivates the entire dynasty. Yet unlike all others, Yuehua never allows a man to touch her, never performs for anyone, and remains wrapped in mystery. The capital is obsessed with her, but none can claim her. Before the Spring Festival, fate shifts. In the daylight world, Qin Yuehuang encounters the gentle and intelligent Crown Prince, and an unexpected bond begins to bloom between two lonely souls. But that same night, under lanterns and moonlight, Yuehua crosses paths with a ruthless and powerful General of Flame City, a man feared across the empire and a dangerous spark ignites. Two men. Two identities. One heart caught between love, lies, and destiny. As both men fall for different faces of the same person, Yuehuang is pulled into a web of forbidden desire, hidden truths, and a past far darker than the Red Pavilion itself. Behind his beauty lies a secret that could shake the dynasty… and destroy everyone who loves him.

“Two brothers. One heiress. A forbidden love that turns into a dangerous war of hearts, power, and betrayal.”

Super-genius Ellen Young, creator of countless tech products, retires. At the height of her career, she turns down numerous high-paying offers, yearning only to return to the countryside and lead a peaceful, laid-back life. Unexpectedly, her long-lost family comes looking for her, and a celebrity sister requests to live-stream their countryside life online. Ellen Young: ? A big, fat no! Netizens around the world think that this newly found daughter in the celebrity’s family is illiterate, lacks manners, is completely crass, and without any redeeming qualities. Becoming a laughing stock of the internet. Until..... Why is a world-renowned professor calling her teacher online? Why does a well-known CEO furiously comment 'If you don't come back, I'm not managing this company anymore'? Why are numerous consortiums sending barrages online, appealing for lower patent fees? —Isn't this just a country girl selling radishes online and making ads?