Kim Woo Bin was a soldier who retired at an early age to rest and run a small café in his town, Damyang. He was suddenly dragged into another world where he fought different types of monster and defeated the demon king to return to earth. After return, he just wants to rest and find someone to love and spend his life in leisure with his family and friends.
As soon as the demon king had said, "This is not how I wish my life would have ended," he fell to the ground. A man with blood streaming from his arm appeared exhausted and prepared to collapse. Just as he was about to do so, someone descended from above, grabbed him, and uttered the words, "Kim Woobin. You have fought for this world as a hero, and now I will grant you the wish you have been asking for the last twenty years: I will send you back to Earth equipped with the abilities you have acquired here.
Kim Woobin was suddenly engulfed in a brilliant light, making him unconscious with a smile on his face.
In addition to feeling unconscious and surrounded by bright light, Kim Woobin also noticed that after a while all sounds had vanished and all he could see was bright light. Suddenly, he heard beeping sounds, the kind you typically hear in a hospital. When Kim Woobin finally opened his eyes, he was lying on a hospital bed. His body was rigid and he was unable to move it much.
Abruptly, the machine beside him began to beep loudly. This caused someone to rush into the room, and it was the nurse. She saw Kim Woobin and quickly ran back outside, only to reappear later with a tall, thin man who was wearing a coat, glasses, and had a slim face. Kim instantly recognised this man. The tall man asked, "Do you know me?" Kim Woobin smiled in response, "Who would forget your slim face you bastard ?"
"As sharp as ever," the man remarked. "How many years have I been in a coma?" Kim woobin asked. The nurse appeared a little taken aback. "So you've already concluded that you were in a coma for years," Dr. Jung said. "Let's just say I've had a very long dream," Kim woobin laughed. "I will inform your mother and the squad" stated Dr. Jung. Kim said, "doctor can you just tell my mother and not the squad for now, you can inform the sqaud about it later when i leave." . Dr. Jung gave a nod, instructing Kim Woobin to take rest while he went to inform his mother.
The following day, Woobin's mother arrived, and once Woobin was declared healthy, the two of them traveled to their hometown of Damyang together. "Home sweet home," Woobin cried out. His mother worriedly inquired, "Are you sure you are feeling fine? We could have stayed a few more days at the hospital." "Yes, Mom, I am perfectly well. Also, I've been lying in that bed for the past five years, so it's time for me to return home," Woobin stated, receiving a nod from his mother.
Woobin began to wonder if he was dreaming or if everything was actually happening. Had his soul truly traveled to a different world? He was thinking about whether it was a dream or not until he saw the street he knew so well from growing up there. Kim and his parents owned the cafe, which they had been operating since his father passed away too soon but left behind life insurance money that helped Kim's mother and Kim run the cafe until Kim was drafted into the army. Their home was attached to the cafe. Woobin's eyes began to well up with tears as soon as he spotted the cafe, instantly disappearing every thought that he had.
"Welcome home, Kim Woobin!" was uttered with a smile by Kim's mother as she opened the cafe's entrance and went inside. After wiping the tears from his eyes, Kim Woobin went inside.
Chloe Miler, a naïve young woman, waits shyly to spend Valentine's Day with her boyfriend, but is betrayed on that day when she witnesses him entangled in bed with her own sister. Chloe's heart is broken when her heartfelt love for him is trampled on in an instant. *** Lionel Williams, the mysterious billionaire, the top of the pyramid, is handsome as hell. His eyes are set high, but he is drugged, has a one-night stand with a strange woman, and is humiliated by that unknowing woman with her money! His instincts tell him it's not that simple, and he's going to find her out!
Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." Darcy stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You're not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She stared at me in the mirror. "You can't even glance at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of gazing at that scar?" Heather Bailey got a surprise from her husband: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. She was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman. After signing the divorce papers, shockwaves caught her up. Her flower shop was burned to the ground. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers from influential families, she started her revenge on Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted, but that was just the beginning.
Elodie took a deep breath and knocked, the sound echoing in the quiet corridor. A moment of silence passed, broken only by the pounding of her heart. Finally, the door snicked open, revealing a surprised Dashiell. 'Can't you see the Do Not Disturb sign? We don't want-' His initial frown quickly morphed into confusion at the sight of his wife. 'What are you doing here?' he demanded. 'Your girlfriend invited me,' Elodie replied, her voice laced with icy calm. She tried to peer past him, but his broad frame blocked the view. A saccharine voice chimed in from within the room. 'Elodie? Oh dear, we didn't mean for you to find out this way. It's just that-' Elodie cut her short. 'Oh please, Selene. Spare me the fake apologies. You wouldn't have sent me all those texts if you didn't want me to know.' Dashiell shifted uncomfortably, his face a mask of annoyance. 'What texts?' Elodie stepped past him, taking in the luxurious suite with a sardonic smile. The king-sized bed, the scattered rose petals, the lingering scent of sex – it all painted a vivid picture of their betrayal. She looked up at Dashiell, her gaze unwavering. 'I want a divorce.' ****** Dashiell lived a life of luxury, surrounded by the best things money could buy. But when a car accident left him vulnerable, he met Elodie, a seemingly ordinary woman who nursed him back to health. Mistaking her for just another employee, Dashiell entered into a loveless marriage with her solely for convenience. However, fate had a different script in store. Elodie, the 'ordinary nurse,' held a secret more precious than any diamond: she was the sole heiress to Northstar, a vast and powerful enterprise. Unaware of her true identity, Dashiell cast her aside when his ex-girlfriend returned, leaving Elodie humiliated. But Elodie was not one to be easily broken. She shed the facade of the meek nurse, reclaiming her rightful inheritance and stepping into the role of Northstar's CEO. Now, the woman Dashiell discarded was the one holding the reins of power. As Elodie thrives in her new role, Dashiell is consumed by regret. He finally sees Elodie for the extraordinary woman she truly is, realising the depth of his mistake. But will his remorse be enough to win back the heart he so carelessly discarded?
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."