[Completed] Corrine Adara has a secret so vital that if anyone were to find out, her and her entire family would be executed immediately. As a result, she lives in hiding among her family until one fateful night, she meets the Mad Prince of Daemons. Nikolas Veil is known as the Mad Prince for good reason. One could say he holds two spirits in his body; their personalities so different that they go by different names. Niko is responsible, sweet, and gentlemanly. Kol is violent, devious, and dangerous. Neither can agree on a single thing until they meet Corrine. When Corrine's secret is revealed to the Prince of the Daemons, she's certain her and her family will be executed. Instead, in a surprising turn of events, Prince Nikolas demands her to marry him. And Corrine, unfortunately, has no choice but to accept. Excerpt: "Look at me," He growled, releasing his grip to grasp my face in his claws dangerously. He forcefully turned me to face him, but I just as firmly held my eyes closed tight. "Let me go," I demanded breathlessly. "Look at me or I'll rip your eyes out right now," Kol demanded in turn. His grip tightened and his other hand lifted, reaching with those sharp claws no doubt to pluck my eyes from my skull. My eyes flew open and I gasped in panic, looking at those hovering fingertips. He froze above me, stunned. Tears stung at my eyes as I realized they were fully bright, molten gold before a Daemon; meaning I was doomed regardless. Daemons had wiped out all Seraph already. They wouldn't allow me to live and they would punish my father for hiding me. "Don't hurt my family," I pleaded abruptly, a sob escaping my throat as I began to tremble under him. "You can hide your eyes?" Kol asked with great interest. I choked on a response, but nodded quickly in fear. "Don't rip my eyes out," I requested tearfully. "I would never."

The Synopsis For five years, Ye Ning was the "invisible" wife of Lu Chen, the CEO of the Lu Group. A world-class forensic surgeon, she used her genius to build his empire from the shadows, only to be rewarded with coldness and neglect. When Lu Chen's "White Moonlight," the fragile Lin Xiao, returns to the city, Lu Chen hands Ning divorce papers in a rainstorm. "Sign it," he commanded. "Xiao-er is sick. She needs a home. You're strong enough to survive on your own." That same night, a tragic "accident" sends Ning's car off a cliff. The world believes the brilliant doctor is dead. Lu Chen believes he is finally free. Three years later. A mysterious medical dynasty, the Su Clan, returns to the country. At their helm is Su Ning, a cold, untouchable goddess of the surgical world. She has no memory of her past, no memory of her marriage, and-most importantly-no memory of the man who broke her heart. By her side is the legendary tech titan Mo Han, a man more powerful than Lu Chen could ever hope to be. Mo Han looks at her with a devotion that borders on obsession. "Whoever hurt you in the past, Ning-er, I will make them crawl." When Lu Chen sees his "dead" wife again, he is consumed by a regret that burns like acid. He tries to chase her, to beg for a second chance, only to find that the woman he threw away doesn't even know his name. "Mr. Lu," she says, her voice as cold as a scalpel, "I've dissected hearts more alive than yours. Please move-you're blocking my fiancé's car."

Shaurya Singh Rajput, 32, doesn't believe in love. The only person who ever held his frozen heart was his Dadi. Parents? Dead to him. Emotions? A weakness he crushed long ago. Until the day he sees Divya Sharma at a family wedding, in a backless crimson anarkali, waist chain glinting, helping a child tie his shoe while laughing like sunlight has a voice. One look, and something violent awakens in him. He calls it hate. She calls him insane. His Dadi calls it destiny. He accuses her of being a gold-digger. She slaps him with her calm, angelic smile and walks away. So he does what any ruthless, obsessed billionaire would do, He traps her. Fake heart attack. Forced engagement. Blackmail. A mandir wedding under the eyes of Devi Maa herself. Now she wears his ring, his sindoor, his initial on the thin gold kamarband that hugs her tiny waist. And every night he reminds her, roughly, mercilessly, worshipfully, that angels don't belong in hell... But he will burn the world to keep her in his. A dark, toxic, devotional hate-to-love saga where he falls first and hardest, and she learns that sometimes the devil prays the loudest.

Born into immense wealth, Anya Mehta was never greedy for power. The only daughter of a top business tycoon, she wanted a quiet, ordinary life-far from boardrooms and corporate wars. While her father dreamed of legacy, Anya's heart chased love, even when it chose the wrong man-one who desired her fortune more than her soul. But fate had other plans. A tragic incident mid-flight changes everything. Anya survives, but the girl she once was disappears. In her place awakens the soul of a fearless entrepreneur-sharp-minded, suspicious, and forged by ambition. A woman who once built an empire from nothing now finds herself reborn into one already waiting to be ruled. Returning home, Anya shocks everyone by stepping into the business world she once feared. Bound by a forced engagement to Rudra Singhaniya, the coldest and most powerful businessman of the era, she walks into a future filled with rivalry, hidden truths, and slow-burning tension. This is no longer the story of an innocent girl in love. This is the rise of Anya Mehta-a woman reborn to dominate, to protect, and to reclaim her destiny.

When a woman is diagnosed with a terminal illness and is informed she only has six months left to live, she assumes that she will fade into oblivion upon her death. But when she wakes up, she finds that she is the fourth child to a prestigious noble family. With the memories of her old life still fresh in her mind, she is forced to navigate this new world even as three men set their eyes upon her with dark intentions.

In her previous life, she trusted the wrong people, treated foes like friends, cut all ties with her family, and abandoned the one man who loved her more than anyone in this world, all for a cheap, poor, sorry excuse of a man whom she mistakenly took as a treasure. What was the result? She lost her inheritance, her family, got cheated on by that man with her best friend, and finally died a miserable death at the hands of her then fiance with her best friend. At the last moments of her life, she saw the only man who loved her, a man she had grown to hate, rush to her like a madman. She heard him scream in agony as her body lay lifeless in his arms, her mind reeling from the last moments of her life. Maybe the heavens took pity on her, or her unwillingness was just too great to resist that she found herself back to the day it all started, back to when she was eighteen. This time, though, she wouldn't make the same mistakes, nor would she allow herself to die so unjustly. This time, she would make them pay. The pain she felt in the previous life, they'd feel it a million times more. On top of that, she was determined to cling to a certain big boss and shower him with all the affection he deserved.

She was betrayed, broken, and burned alive - the world's brightest mind, undone by the people she loved most. When Lu Mian opens her eyes again, she's back - reborn with every memory, every scar, and a heart that's finally learned how to stay cold. This time, she won't waste her genius saving ungrateful hearts. This time, she'll live for herself, ignoring all those who caused her pain and were unworthy of her love. But fate has a way of laughing at plans. The moment she saves a stranger in the rain - a man with eyes like midnight and a voice that can quiet a crowd - everything starts to change. They call him Huo Shen, the ruthless power who rules the city from the shadows. To the world, he's untouchable. To her, he's a puzzle wrapped in silence - a man dying from an illness no one can name... until she walks into his life. She wants to live, to shine. He wants her. What begins as a deal between two broken souls turns into something neither can control. She heals his body, he guards her heart. He pampers her like she's fragile, yet his love burns with a dangerous edge only she can tame. And when the past claws its way back, they'll fight not just for survival - but for the chance to stand side by side, unshaken, and finally shine on their own terms.

This story takes place in a world where there are far more men than women. It is a reverse harem setting and follows a polyandry system where one woman can have several husbands. Read if you enjoy this type of novel.

Xue Ning's entire family died in battle. She grew up in the Marquis of Xuanyi's household and deeply adored Su Zhan, the heir who had grown up with her since childhood. With a cup of spring wine laced with something extra, she fulfilled her wish and became his wife. Later, Su Zhan rose to become the all-powerful Grand Secretary. The two of them appeared respectful and harmonious, and were once considered one of the rare love stories in the capital. Everyone said that she, an orphaned girl, was blessed to marry such a man. Only she knew how many lonely, silent nights she endured alone. He had a "white moonlight" he loved but could never obtain-and he had never loved her. Because she had once offered herself to him, he despised her. So he sent her away to an old country estate for five years. She sent letter after letter back to the capital, but none were ever answered. Helpless and alone, she was eventually burned alive in a fire set by others, dying with hatred in her heart. ... After being reborn, the first thing Xue Ning did was overturn the cup of spring wine that had originally been prepared for Su Zhan. Then, she carefully chose a fiancé for herself. At a family banquet, with relatives gathered, Xue Ning walked up to Su Zhan, her arm hooked around her fiancé's. "Grand Secretary, this is my fiancé. Please look after him in the future." The always cold and restrained Grand Secretary instead began to crumble, his eyes red: "Xue Ning... I was the one who knew you first!" *Original Translation* ©All Rights reserved

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