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Everyone Thinks I Picked Up A Dog But I Picked Up A Husband Instead

In a modern world where shifters exist alongside humans, the serpent, wolf, and dragon clans remain the most powerful and well-known. Bai Woorim, a descendant of the elite white snake clan, lives a life of wealth, indulgence, and fleeting relationships. Known for his charm and his carelessness, he has never taken anything seriously not even the people he claimed to love. After a long-term girlfriend ends their relationship in tears, Woorim finally begins to reflect on the damage he has caused. For the first time in his life, he admits to himself that he does not know how to love. He steps away from his usual life of clubs, parties, and shallow friendships, seeking peace and clarity in the quiet. His mother, who has always spoiled him but hoped he would change, encourages him to face his mistakes and try to become someone better. While trying to rebuild, Woorim meets a young man from the wolf clan. The stranger is sharp-eyed, cold, and difficult to approach, but Woorim senses something familiar in him. The scent, the gaze, the quiet presence, all of it feels like something from a distant dream. The wolf seems to know him, yet treats him like a stranger. Woorim does not believe in fate, but something about this meeting unsettles him. As their paths continue to cross, he begins to suspect that this wolf may be more than he appears. And although Woorim has hurt many in the past, this time, he may be the one who is left behind.
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The Killer Who Kissed Me Like a Savior and Fucked Me Like a Sin

No.....she whispered. Before she could react, she was pulled toward an empty cage. The metal door opened, and she was shoved inside. She stumbled, catching herself against the cold bars. “You can’t do this. You can’t—” The door slammed shut behind her. “Prepare her,” one man barked. “Auction starts in ten.” A woman entered—beautiful, soulless eyes, carrying folded clothes and a black blindfold. “I suggest you cooperate,” the woman said calmly. “The others didn’t, and you don’t want to end up like them.” Diana didn’t move at first. But she didn’t fight either. She was numb. They changed her into a barely-there silk dress—dark red, almost like blood. Then tied the blindfold back over her eyes. She heard the other girls being led out. Then her turn came. She was hauled back to her feet and led through another narrow hallway. Voices grew louder. Music echoed faintly. She was on display now. She didn’t need sight to feel the eyes crawling over her skin. When they ripped the blindfold off, she was already standing in a glass cage. The spotlight hit her first—hot, humiliating. Her cage was positioned in the center of an elevated platform. Surrounding her in a perfect ring were masked men in tuxedos and shadowed faces. Power oozed from their silence. Money gleamed from their watches. Diana’s breath came in short, clipped bursts. An announcer’s voice sliced through the air. “Lot 7B,” he began. “Age twenty-two. Beautiful. Educated. Fiery temper, and as of this morning... untamed.” Laughter rose from the crowd. Her stomach turned. “Let’s begin bidding at twenty million.” “Twenty-five,” someone called. “Thirty.” “Forty-five.” “Sixty.” The number rose with every breath. Diana gripped the bars of the cage, heart slamming against her ribs. Then came a pause. A silence that rang louder than any noise. And then—calm, deep, distinct: “Four hundred million.”
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