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Apocalypse slacker Iris Sterling wakes up in the seventies with a spatial pocket and superpowers, transmigrated into the body of a push-over little sent-down youth. Before anyone can ship her to the countryside, she first dismantles her plastic bestie—ruining the girl so thoroughly she’ll never crawl back up—then flips her coveted city job for a sky-high price, cramming her space to the rafters with supplies. Only after every loose end is knotted does she saunter off to the village. She plans to keep lounging as Justin Anderson’s carefree salted fish, but trouble keeps knocking. Good thing she’s decisive and lethal; with her space and powers, even chaos folds like paper. Then she locks eyes with army officer Russell Sinclair—sparks fly, hearts click, and they move in together without a second of hesitation. If they like it, they claim it; seize the day, no dawdling. Life in the military compound is warm and steady. Beneath the undercurrents, Iris Sterling stays the unmoving anchor: one hand raising kids and running the household through her space, the other shielding her husband and home with her powers, turning the seventies into sweet, rock-solid days.

Sophia Foster was passing by her aunt's grain store during New Year's visit when her suddenly-busy aunt asked her to mind the shop. As she lounged in a rocking chair scrolling through videos, a meteorite came crashing from the sky—plunging her into darkness. She awoke to find herself in a cramped, oxygen-deprived space, someone's feet pressing on her head. With a desperate kick, she shoved the feet away and gasped for air before exhaustion overtook her. When consciousness returned, she'd become a three-year-old toddler in the year 1956. The looming three-year famine made her tremble—until she discovered her aunt's grain store had miraculously followed her through time.

Six years ago, Evelyn Lennox heard that Damian Carter's days were numbered, so she thought of giving birth to his child. Unexpectedly, not only did her sacrifices not receive approval, but she was instead greeted with divorce papers. Six years later, Evelyn returns powerfully, bringing her twins with her and becoming a renowned magical doctor! First Twin, "If you want to pursue my mom, line up. Those with good looks take priority." Second Twin, "Bonus: two adorable kids who can earn money, show charm, and are intelligent geniuses!” Countless elite gentlemen flock like ducks. Damian, "I am her ex-husband, your father, can't I be the priority?" First Twin, Second Twin, "Sorry, our mom's ex-husband is not considered! Next please……"

A celestial sovereign's tribulation ends in failure, causing his soul to traverse into another world—only to find himself suddenly saddled with an adorable, porcelain-doll-like daughter. And to make matters even more astonishing, this little angel happens to have a breathtakingly beautiful mother! Thus, the once-mighty immortal transforms into a doting dad and an utterly devoted husband. But here's the kicker—this dad knows magic. And when a supernatural powerhouse decides to raise a family in the modern world, chaos, dominance, and face-slapping antics are inevitable. Brace yourself—this is the explosive, no-holds-barred tale of an unrivaled legend carving his own path through the urban jungle!

On the day the Parker family fell into misfortune, Clara Parker and her sister were both reborn. In their previous life, the frail and sickly Clara followed her father and brother into rural exile, yet thrived with her medical skills—marrying well and building a successful career. Meanwhile, her sister, who chose to remarry into a military leader's family, struggled bitterly in the wealthy household and met a tragic end. Given a second chance, her sister spoke up first: "Mom, Dad, since my sister is delicate, let her go with Mom to the military district for a better life! As for the countryside... I'll go." Clara lowered her eyes, hiding a smile: Fine by me. The greedy, womanizing husband and the snobbish "family" can all be yours. This lifetime's good fortune—it's my turn now. Everyone in the military compound knew that the Collins family's new stepdaughter was a delicate beauty. Fragile and tender, she looked like she'd topple over in a breeze. Whispers spread, and everyone waited to see how this capitalist's daughter would stumble. But later— Her medicinal cuisine filled the compound with mouthwatering aromas, and neighbors lined up to learn her recipes. Her prescriptions worked wonders, even seasoned army doctors sought her advice; With her gentle words, she charmed the three stepbrothers of the Collins family into orbiting around her, and even the toughest little troublemaker in the compound became her loyal follower. But the most astonishing twist? The stone-faced officer who once vowed to "never marry" cornered her in a jeep, his ears tinged red as he handed her a marriage certificate: "Comrade Clara Parker... It's already been approved by the organization. Just sign here." On the wedding day, her older sister, who had rushed in from the countryside, stared at her radiant younger sister surrounded by well-wishers and finally broke down: "How could this be... Did I make the wrong choice again?!"

To ditch her cheating fiancé, Vivian Hartley disguises herself as ugly and ends up provoking her fiancé’s little uncle. One reckless night, Vivian tosses two hundred yuan on the nightstand, tosses off a cool “Service was decent,” and tries to walk away only to be yanked back into the man’s arms. “Isn’t it your turn to serve me now?” Quentin Blackwell is the name that makes Beijing tremble untouchable, unreachable. Rumor has it someone saw him pinning a woman to a wall and kissing her senseless. Everyone else shook their heads: impossible. Who could ever catch Master Blackwell's eye? Then came whispers that the woman might be Vivian. The crowd scoffed louder: even more impossible. The great beauty couldn't turn his head why would he look twice at an ugly duckling? Until someone spotted the aloof tycoon kneeling on one knee to slip a shoe onto Vivian's foot, coaxing her for just one kiss. The scum ex-fiancé finally sees her true face and begs forgiveness only to be kicked out the door by the man himself, followed by a marriage certificate flung in his face. “Call her Aunt.”

[Reborn in the 70's + Space-Time Golden Finger + Face Slaps] Tang Ning was trapped by a heartless man and a treacherous woman, dying a miserable death, taking two lives with her. After death, her resentful spirit refused to disperse, lingering in the world for many years~ Watching as her enemies thrived, her resentment refused to dissipate, cursing the heavens! In the next second, a bolt of lightning was cast down at her by the heavens. Just when she thought she was a goner, she found herself thrust back to the age of 17, armed with the golden finger of space-time, her power enormous! Rejecting her pathetic father and mother, slapping the faces of the heartless man and the treacherous woman, bringing her rebellious siblings under strict control! Heard there are also people looking to scheme against her? Just in time, as she's itching for a fight. Not toppling a few people wouldn't be satisfactory. Claiming her to be a docile and quiet fool? Sorry, she was reborn! Her only tenet in this life is: to stir up trouble!

The youngest daughter of the Tang family, Lydia Bell, went missing unexpectedly, prompting her seven brothers to venture into different fields with one singular purpose—to find their sister. Following her master's instructions, Lydia Bell waited at the back of the mountain, hoping her brothers would come to take her home. When she spotted Sebastian Bell, she greeted him sweetly, "Hello, brother. I'm your little sister." At first, Sebastian was skeptical, but soon he melted, cooing, "Sweetheart, look at me! I'm your seventh brother!" The workaholic eldest brother halted an important meeting and rushed home, barking at the others, "Move aside! You're blocking my view of our sister!" The second brother, a research-obsessed university professor, declared, "I'm opening a kindergarten. I want to take my sister to and from school every day." Meanwhile, the third brother, a star athlete, announced without hesitation, "I'm retiring! I'm going home to be with my sister!"

I lowered my gaze, my cheeks flushing, and let my eyes drop to the distinct swell straining against his jeans. “What look?” I decided to play along, my hand drifting to trace the outline as I held his gaze with feigned innocence. He pushed my hand away, only to pull me roughly onto the edge of his desk. My heart stuttered in my chest. “You still haven’t answered my question.” I braced my palms against the solid wall of his chest, waiting for him to do more than just stare down at me with that infuriatingly blank expression. “Well? Can I kiss you?” A nervous laugh escaped me, and I looked away, heat creeping up my neck. The room echoed with Christian’s low, knowing chuckle. His fingers came up to brush my burning cheek. Then he leaned in. Before I could react, his lips—soft, demanding—were on mine. “Remember,” he murmured, his voice a rough whisper against my mouth as he pulled back just enough to speak, his forehead resting against mine, “how I shattered that innocent act of yours at the club?” His eyes held a dark promise. “From now on, I’ll do it anytime I please. Until you learn never to ask me a foolish question like that again.” This time, the kiss wasn’t soft. It was possessive, aggressive. A claim. My arms wound around his shoulders of their own accord, and I met his hunger with my own, my tongue slipping past his lips. I pulled him closer, desperate, wanting to erase any space between us. I wasn’t letting go. After a long, breathless moment, he broke the kiss. Slowly, deliberately, he took my hand from his shoulder. His eyes locked on mine, he guided it down the hard plane of his torso, over his hip… Then finally, he placed my palm firmly back over the hard, undeniable evidence of his desire, his gaze daring me to look away.

No destined child, no invincible bloodline, no gods, demons, immortals, or Buddhas—I have just one sword, and if you're not convinced, let's fight! A young man wields his sword, crushing prodigies, subduing gods and demons, traversing the galaxy, overpowering the myriad worlds, and with one swing, cleaving the nine heavens!

For seven years, Rose Bennett was Ryan Knight’s secret wife. While all of New York believed Samantha Hikk would become Mrs. Knight, Rose silently endured a cold marriage to a man who never loved her. Until one night, Samantha is rushed into Rose’s emergency room pregnant… and Ryan is the one protecting her. That is the night Rose stops loving him. What Ryan never knew was that Rose had already given birth to his daughter years ago after he rejected both mother and child without hesitation. So Rose walks away—with only two suitcases, a hidden daughter, and the shattered remains of seven years. But the woman Ryan abandoned is no ordinary wife. Rose is the hidden genius behind Aetheris Medical AI, the revolutionary system about to change the entire medical world. As Rose rises to the top, becoming untouchable, powerful, and impossible to replace, Ryan finally realizes the devastating truth— He didn’t lose a woman who loved him. He lost the only woman he would ever love. And by then, even their daughter no longer calls him father.

[Military Marriage + Transmigration into a Book + Pocket Space + Face-Slapping Scum + Sweet Pampering with Adorable Kids] Josephine Sullivan—once dazzling and fearless—had died in her last life shielding others, fighting a gangster to mutual destruction. When she opened her eyes again, she had slipped into a period novel and become the notorious Shanghai capitalist heiress a cannon-fodder girl manipulated by her scumbag father, vicious stepmother, and scheming stepsister, ending in utter misery. The original owner had been blind and stupid, despising her fiancé—the taciturn, iron-willed officer Benedict Hawthorne—as crude and unromantic, desperate to break the engagement. After her stepsister’s instigation, she’d drugged Benedict in a muddled attempt to force him to call it off. Instead, she turned herself into the laughingstock of the city; the next morning Benedict annulled the match. Worse, her father sold her to a lecherous old man for cash. Ten years of torment later she died wretchedly, while her father and stepmother fled to Hong Kong with the Sullivan family’s century-old fortune, living in luxury. The instant Josephine transmigrated, she accidentally spent the night with Benedict, who had just returned from a mission. Looking at the tall, long-legged officer with chiseled features and explosive stamina, and recalling the original’s tragic end, Josephine’s eyes iced over: this life, no one would control her! When the scum trio tried again to provoke her and force her to break the engagement for money, Josephine struck back ruthlessly: she packed the three ingrates off to the Great Northwest for re-education, sneering as they left, “Since you love scheming so much, go reflect in the wilderness—taste what real displacement feels like!” With the pests gone, Josephine unexpectedly activated her personal space—stocked with ration tickets, supplies, money, and a spirit spring that nourished everything. Later, rumors spread that Benedict had been injured on a mission and would never father children. Josephine showed up at his door cradling three exquisite, jade-carved toddlers, eyes curved in a smile. “Sweethearts, say hello to Daddy!” Benedict stared at the three mini-mes in his arms, then at the radiant Josephine; the hardened soldier’s heart melted on the spot. From then on, the training ground took on a new look— Under the blazing Morrison, Benedict drilled the three little ones in standing at attention. The kids stood ramrod straight, tiny faces flushed, pouting and muttering: “Daddy’s so gentle with Mommy but so strict with us!” “Yeah! He’s scared Mommy will get mad and make him sleep in the study!” “Daddy’s lame—we’re not scared of Mommy at all!” Benedict’s face darkened. “Attention! No talking!” The three little soldiers snapped upright, pretending obedience while secretly making faces at each other. In their milk-soft hearts they grumbled: Daddy’s mean, we don’t like him—we love our gentle, awesome Mommy best!

Emily Carter and Ethan Shaw had been in love for three years and married for three more, inseparable as glue and lacquer. Until one day, a strange text message informed her that Ethan Shaw was cheating. At first, she thought it was someone's cruel prank—until she witnessed him entangled in another woman's arms, kissing her with desperate fervor. In that moment, all the happiness and cherished memories of their years together collapsed inside her, plunging into an abyss. Later, guided by the same anonymous messages, she gathered concrete evidence of Ethan's infidelity—proof of his lavish gifts to his mistress, from designer bags to jewelry, even a villa. She then hired Liam Parker, the top divorce attorney in the city, to handle the lawsuit. When the truth came to light, Ethan Shaw, red-eyed and desperate, begged her, "Emily, I was wrong. I love you so much—please, give me another chance." But Emily's heart was already saturated with disappointment. "Your love is tainted," she said coldly. "I don't want it." In the elite circles of the capital's high society, everyone knew Liam Parker—the untouchable, ice-cold legal titan, a man revered yet never dared to be approached. Emily had thought the same. Yet it was this very man who turned to her and murmured, "I can lend you a shoulder to heal. Will you consider it?"

Hazel was a single clothes designer, who loves her sister's fiance. She had a one-night stand with a hot stranger after her sister's engagement. As soon as she woke up in the hotel suite, she slipped away quietly, not knowing the man on her bed was Regan, the president of Morris Group, who hates to be touched by women. Regan kept finding Hazel and swore he would punish this bold girl and made her live in hell. Hazel never thought she would meet Regan in the striptease club when she was on the stage. Regan took her away and imprisoned her in his bed. "Before I get bored with you, you have to do what I want." "For now, I want you!"

Evelyn Ward, the heir to a prestigious medical family, died a hero—yet her greatest regret was never having had a boyfriend. But when she opened her eyes again, she found herself lying beside a man whose face and physique were everything she'd ever dreamed of. Overjoyed, she assumed this was the heavens' compensation—a steamy dream come true—and wasted no time indulging herself! Only later did she realize, with horror, that this was no dream. She had somehow traveled back to the 1970s or '80s—and the man she'd slept with was none other than Jack Frost, the notorious "Re-Educated Youth" whom the entire village feared and avoided! Terrified, Evelyn packed her things and fled overnight, not daring to linger. She thought the matter was behind her—until a month later, when she discovered she was pregnant. Left with no choice, she found a secluded place, gave birth to an adorable son out of wedlock, and raised him alone, hiding their existence for four long years. Just when she thought they could live peacefully forever, the man from her past—now a far cry from the struggling intellectual youth—showed up at her doorstep! Dressed in a crisp military uniform, his posture imposing and his presence commanding, Jack Frost had transformed into a high-ranking officer from a powerful family, his future blazing with promise. His intense gaze locked onto her before shifting to the little boy beside her—a carbon copy of himself. His voice was deep, firm, and unyielding: "Evelyn Ward. You've been running for four years—hiding my son pretty well, haven't you?" Evelyn stared at the officer, then at her clueless child, on the verge of tears. How had the intimidating youth from back then turned into a military officer?! Now, her secretly born son was completely, undeniably exposed!

Adrian Palmer may have been a lowly clerk, but he came back from the dead. First he saved the stunning district chief and became one of the very few male secretaries to a female superior. Next he helped a business empress expand her empire and captured her heart along the way. He worked himself to the bone to rescue tens of thousands of ordinary citizens. He mapped every move and sent corrupt officials straight to prison. A tiger at heart, yet one who stops to smell the roses, he maneuvered through an ocean-wide, abyss-deep bureaucracy, carving out a career path like no other. The early chapters move at a deliberate pace; the hero grows step by solid step this isn't mindless power fantasy! Enter at your own risk. The author updates like a beast, so you'll never be left hanging.

Everyone called Leslie a spoiled beauty - just a pretty face with a bad attitude. But when she died saving the man she was forced to marry, the truth shattered everything. Now reborn years before her downfall, she's not here to play nice. She's here to flip the game. Armed with secret identities, a lethal skill set, and a no-mercy rulebook, she's back to protect the one man who once died for her: Broderick, the cold, powerful CEO known as Windmere's mad dog. She thought he was a monster. He thought she was a brat. What no one expected-was how quickly they'd fall. She's sweet at home, savage in the streets. And anyone who dares touch her man? Let's just say... she's not the one who needs protection anymore.

In her last life, her vicious husband and venomous mother-in-law joined forces to bring her to a wretched death. For three whole days, no one came to claim her body. Three days later, Benedict Crawford—the heir rumored to be richer than nations—traveled thousands of miles to this remote border town. The breathtakingly handsome man, eyes blood-red, clutched her bones in a fierce embrace and buried her with a fortune in gold. Nora Bridges opened her eyes again to find herself seventeen once more. This time, she refuses to obey her backward parents and marry the scum who destroyed her last life. This time, when she meets that same striking, noble, and devoted man—Benedict Crawford—Nora Bridges has only one thought: she will marry him and give him children! And Mr. Crawford has a single life goal: to cherish and protect Nora Bridges forever.

In her last life, Chloe Morrison had been so dazzled by a scumbag educated-youth that she’d turned into a hopeless love-struck fool. She handed him her university slot, her grain coupons, her meat rations, her grandma’s heirloom jade pendant—even snatched her little nephew’s candy to coax him. The moment the scumbag returned to the city, he vanished without a trace, and she became the laughingstock of the whole village. Just then, officer Isaac Hartwell came home on leave and asked for her hand. She married him, but her heart was full of disdain—for his roughness, his blunt manners, his utter lack of romance—and she despised him for five long years. Then came the landslide. The coarse man she’d spent half her life despising shielded her with his own body and was swallowed whole. For the decades that followed, remorse and agony gnawed at her; on her deathbed she had only one thought: If there is a next life, I will give everything to love him properly. Reborn in an instant, Chloe Morrison’s eyes brimmed with tears and not a shred of confusion remained. She grabbed a butcher’s cleaver, snatched the jade pendant back from the scumbag on the spot, and—surprise—the pendant’s hidden space awakened. With one kick she sent the heartless man flying, then spun around and threw herself at the rugged officer Isaac Hartwell, marrying him without hesitation, packing her bags to follow him to the army base. When the news reached the compound, it exploded like a bomb: “Did you hear? Captain Hartwell married the butcher’s daughter—built like an ox and fierce as hell!” But the very next day, when Isaac Hartwell strode in with fair, delicate, soft-as-cotton Chloe Morrison on his back, every jaw hit the ground. This wasn’t some terrifying butcher’s daughter—she was a fragile little beauty who looked like she’d shatter at a touch. The crowd’s contempt had barely formed when, two days later, they watched Chloe Morrison dash across the compound, butcher’s cleaver in hand, ready to defend her husband—whereupon the entire yard quivered in fear. “She’s faking it! All an act!” Yet Isaac Hartwell wore a dead-serious, wife-protecting expression and declared to one and all: “My wife is delicate, frail, and utterly helpless—none of you are allowed to bully her.” Compound residents: …We’d sooner believe the devil himself.

Serena Whitmore returned from chaotic times carrying overwhelming hatred, reborn from the desperate situation of dying miserably in a mass grave, making a full-blooded comeback to the beginning of the tragedy. In her previous life, she was schemed against by villains—her dowry swallowed, family assets seized, child tormented, ultimately ending in a miserable fate of bones scattered without a trace. Returning reborn, only cold resolve remained in her eyes as she made a solemn vow: All who stole her child, money, dowry, and residence would be returned tenfold! All enemies who framed and humiliated her—she would let none escape, ensuring they never knew peace for the rest of their lives! With her portable space and peerless medical skills, Serena acted with fierce methods and decisive killing, quickly turning the tables on all jumping clown villains and sweeping away all calamities from her previous life. She had thought she could live single and carefree, raise her child alone, and steadily begin her counterattack life. An urgent phone call completely shattered her plans. "Comrade Whitmore, your husband was severely injured during a mission and is unconscious. Come to the hospital immediately to care for him!" Serena froze on the spot: "Wasn't he already gone?" The leader responded solemnly: "Please don't be pessimistic. We are doing everything possible to save him." At the bedside, looking at the dying man, Serena ultimately stepped in to save him, using her superb medical skills to pull him back from death's door. After Vincent Allison woke, his heart was full of gratitude. Learning that he had gone through such trouble to marry her home, only to let her be tormented by his own family's villains, his heart was filled with guilt. After following the army, he came to know that his seemingly delicate little wife not only possessed heaven-reaching medical skills, but her origins also concealed profound mysteries—far more stunning than he had imagined.