Love and hate intertwined

After waking from a five-year coma, Lin Wan is devastated to find her life stolen by her supposed best friend. During her long absence, her husband and children have been lured into a web of deceit, accepting the traitor as the new matriarch of their home. Now, Lin Wan must navigate a painful reality where her family barely recognizes her. Determined to reclaim her rightful place, she begins a fierce journey to expose the lies and win back her children.

After a grueling five-year marriage, a woman finally divorces her cold, billionaire husband. To escape the pain, she enters a specialized cryogenic facility and is frozen for twenty years. When she awakens, she finds herself in a transformed world, still young while her former husband has aged. As she attempts to navigate this new era and reclaim her life, their paths cross once more, forcing them to confront the unresolved secrets of their past.

After three years of a cold, neglected marriage, Olivia finally divorces her billionaire husband, Ethan. While he expected her to struggle, she reveals her hidden identity as a powerful heiress and business genius. As Olivia thrives and takes the elite world by storm, a regretful Ethan begins a desperate pursuit to win her back. However, the woman he once ignored is now a formidable force who no longer needs his love or his wealth.

In this contemporary M/M romance, two men find themselves ensnared by a deep, undeniable connection that defies social norms. As their intense attraction grows, they must navigate the complexities of their forbidden desires while facing the potential consequences of their actions. The story explores the tension between duty and passion, forcing the protagonists to decide if their love is worth the sacrifice of their reputations and safety.

For three years, I wasn't a foster child. I was a living, breathing cure. Hidden away in the attic of the Thomas mansion, my sole purpose was to keep their precious daughter alive. Every week, they drained my blood to treat her rare disease, leaving me anemic, scarred, and invisible. I was the "walking blood bag" from the wrong side of the tracks-a stray they'd reluctantly taken in. The day Katharina was finally cured, I overheard the truth. "That walking blood bag has served her purpose," the grandmother hissed. "We are done with her." They threw me out into a freezing rainstorm, tossing a crumpled check at my feet like a tip for a beggar. Payment, they said, for the years I'd "leeched" off their family. Payment for the six thousand milliliters of blood they'd stolen, for the chronic anemia, for the scars. I shredded their charity in front of their faces and walked into the storm. They laughed, screaming that I'd be back, that I'd be begging on the streets by morning. But as I stood alone on that dark road, my world shifted. A sleek, black Rolls-Royce pulled up in silence. The door opened, and my real family stepped out. I wasn't a stray from the slums. I was their lost heiress. And the Thomases are about to learn that the girl they bled dry is now the one holding all the power.

I am the wife of Julian Falcone, a powerful mafia boss, but my title in this house is nothing but a joke. When our car broke down in a deadly blizzard, Julian rushed to the scene, only to bypass me entirely. He wrapped his heavy coat around his fragile cousin, Livia, and put her in his only available passenger seat. "Livia's constitution is too weak to survive this cold. I have to take her back first." He left me to freeze in the pitch-black car for the entire night. When his men finally dragged my half-dead body out the next morning, they openly mocked me, calling me a piece of "collateral" that the boss wouldn't care about as long as I was breathing. Back at the estate, Julian didn't even ask if I had survived the frostbite. Instead, he stormed into my sickroom, demanding I treat his mistress with respect just because my absolute silence had hurt her feelings. His grandmother then publicly humiliated me for failing to provide an heir, while Livia flaunted the custom diamond bracelet Julian bought to soothe her "fright" from the storm. I finally understood. He didn't marry me out of honor to save my fallen family. He just needed my aristocratic Rossi blood to legitimize his new-money mafia empire. I was never a wife. I was a transaction he was willing to let freeze to death. When his men delivered a heavy diamond necklace to buy my submission, I didn't cry or beg. I dropped the blood diamond into the deepest drawer, and began to plan my escape.