The entire Yunzhou knew that the Ye Family had a new step-child in the house: Ning Lisa, a low-born and barely literate. However, when she looked at her 17 years old self in the mirror after coming back to life, she grinned. At 17, her step-siblings had yet destroyed her looks and stolen her glory-she still had everything with her. Since she was given an opportunity to start over, she ought to take revenge on everyone who had wronged her before. It would be interesting. After Ning Lisa was chased out of the Ye Family, she was cherished by the most popular solo singer in the entertainment industry, protected by the top international racer, courted by the heir to a multimillion corporation, and loved by her billionaire grandfather who wanted her to inherit the family business. Even Second Master Lu said to her, "Hold up you little brat, I think you should come home with me." Rumor had it that Second Master Lu was handsome and beyond any girl's reach until that one fateful day, when someone saw a drawing of a cool and proud young boy with bangs covering his eyes fall out from Second Master Lu's book. The news spread like wildfire overnight, and on the next day, Second Master Lu was questioned. Ning Lisa coincidentally passed by, and upon considering her relationship with him in her past life, she stepped in and shut down the busybodies. Lu Jungkook stared at the girl before him as he subtly put away the love letter in his hands and said with a smile, "I shall repay you with my body for saving my life." A long while later, Ning Lisa saw herself in that particular drawing and she was silenced. She knew it was all a huge mistake. *Before reading this plz read Book 1 and 2* *Some hastag traind; #2 on lizkook #2 on liskook #3 on lizkook *This is clearly an adaptation. Credit to the rightful owner.*

-And in the middle of my chaos, there was you- Yashvi, a reserved and introverted young woman, finds herself married to Advik, a responsible and charismatic man belonging to a wealthy family. While Advik embraces their new life with enthusiasm, Yashvi struggles to open up and let go of her reservations. As their relationship unfolds, Advik's care, understanding and love begin to break through Yashvi's walls, drawing her out of her shell. Together, they navigate the complexities of their joint family and discover the joys of companionship and love. As Yashvi learns to embrace her own happiness and allow herself to be vulnerable, she and Advik embark on a journey of self-discovery and create a deep and meaningful connection that transcends their initial differences. Tropes: Arrange Marriage Green flag MMC CEO×Robotic Engineer Strong and soft leads Sad past Reverse Grumpy× Sunshine(only for her) Note: Some parts of story has mature content Cover Cr:Pinterest and Canva

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Samhita Maity, a historian, found excitement in discovering long-lost secrets of histories- a perfectionist in her work. However, there was one mysterious figure eluding her expertise-the exploration of the most celebrated king of ancient India, whose name resounded across the world. His unwritten and unfinished books ignited her curiosity, and day and night, her thoughts were consumed by him. Who was he beyond the exterior of a king? How did his empire attain such advanced and flourishing heights that even contemporary science couldn't reach? Why were only fragments written about him? Where did he vanish so suddenly? These questions lingered, morphing into an obsession. Driven by an insatiable desire to unravel his mystery, Samhita set on a daring journey through time, stepping into his kingdom. As the threads of time intertwined, Samhita became Rajadhiraj Vikramaditya's own obsession. She had entered the realm of an eagle, and now, there seemed to be no escape. Would she find her way back to her own time? Would he permit her departure or would she be held captive by the sparks of dominance and power that crackled between them? Could their individual dominances coexist, or would they crumble in the face of each other's compelling forces?