27 Jump Street

The day I married Vincent Sorrentino, Lena, the Sorrentino family’s adopted daughter, threatened to jump off the steeple of the family church. Vincent left me standing at the altar in my custom wedding gown, no hesitation, just bolted after her. With every New York crime boss, politician, and oligarch staring at me, I looked out at the crowd and said loud and clear: “Any man who walks up here right now and says ‘I do’? I’ll marry you.” Three years later, Vincent was back into the Sorrentino family’s Long Island estate, Lena on his arm. I was sitting on the leather couch in the main living room, watching my favorate TV show. Vincent’s eyes locked on my huge pregnant belly, his jaw tight, growling through his teeth: “Whose bastard is in there?” I took a sip of orange juice, curled my lip into a smile, and said: “It's a Sorrentino baby, of course.”

Di tengah usaha mendapatkan buah hati, Frani harus menelan pahit ketika menemukan sang suami "bermain" dengan salah satu karyawan laundry-nya. Bahkan, Gani--sang suami--membandingkan dirinya dengan sang karyawan. Cinta yang Frani miliki seakan retak dan tidak bisa direkatkan kembali akibat pengkhianatan itu. Terlebih, seluruh keluarga suaminya yang tidak tahu diri justru mendukung Gani dan menghina Frani. Demikian, wanita 27 tahun tersebut akhirnya memilih untuk pergi. Frani tidak akan pernah mengizinkan suaminya menjadikan dirinya "boneka"! Lantas, akankah Frani akan terus melajang demi menggapai semua impiannya setelah bercerai? Atau, kedatangan pria baru bisa meluluhkan hati Frani yang pernah hancur karena pengkhianatan?

"Love?..."Penelope asked with a light scoff "I want to be Loved but sadly I can't"she grinned sadly Penelope Anderson the 25 years old billionaire and the CEO of Anderson Textile Company Cruel is an understatement of what she is...she's never had a boyfriend before and she hates to hear the word love...I wonder why? Her loves story is different...she's not a damsel in distress,she doesn't love pink Hell no! But all that later change well some of it changed when she brought a male slave Max Sliver...a 27 years old graduate from business administration but he's unemployed meaning that he's poor What happens when he get sold off to pay a debt and later ends up as a slave to the cruelest billionaire alive Find out....

I jump off the seventh floor on my wedding day. Why? Because everyone has abandoned me to pick up a fake heiress from the airport, my fiancé included. I expect to see them riddled with heartbreak and regret after my death. However, my father merely shakes his head stoically and looks at my body while saying I was too willful. My mother bites her lip and sighs in relief. My fiancé, Magnus Gilmore, shields the fake heiress. He's afraid she'll see the horrible state of my body. The fake heiress is scared to tears at this, and everyone crowds around her to console her. No one cares whether I'm still breathing while lying in a pool of blood. I'm stunned when I see this, but I soon laugh self-deprecatingly. When I open my eyes again, I've been brought back seven years in the past. It's the day I've just stepped foot at home.

I am forced to become the slave of a cruel, dark, and powerful dragon prince from the Raven clan. A misunderstanding pushed my already miserable life into hell. He used me, bullied me, and made me his slave. I cannot live like this, but he will never let me die either. His obsession with me is scary. My misery will make his day. But something changed, and so so did he. The intensity of his obsession increased. He is Raphael Raven. He is a prince. My name is Valarie and I am nobody. This is our story. A time when Dragons rule the world. A place where humans are deemed as silent spectators and have no say in anything. In that world and time, a dark prince is born, to make a place in history, and write his story in blood. "Please, don't " she begged him. "If you think that your innocent act would melt my heart, then you are mistaken. Now strip " Raphael growled, which made her jump with fright.

A rich scion of Jelthorne, Owen Waller, loves cycling. I am invited as a special guest competitor to take part in the cycling competition he organizes. But at the starting point, I see my wife, Reyna Cleveland, who brings along her junior, Timothy Spence, to compete. As soon as I walk over, she slaps me in front of everyone. She fumes, "Are you really this paranoid? Do you have to follow me wherever I go? Do you even know how to cycle? Why come here and make a fool of yourself?" I am just about to take out my invitation pass when Timothy lets out a derisive laugh. I smile in response and propose, "Then why don't we compete?" Timothy replies, "Sure. If I lose, I will jump into the lake and swim naked. But if you lose... You'll divorce Reyna!" I nod calmly. What they do not know is that I was once the most talented pro rider in the country.

Hannah is an adventurous brave lady. She loves to be with her friends always. Her mom and dad got separated when she was a kid but they were now together again because of Hannah. One day, Hannah was invited by her friendship to go for a beach bonding. She was about to cross the street that time but something came up. An unexpected thing happened to her. Hannah with her 6 friends experienced mysterious adventures. Every door they entered is a very challenging stage, they have to find the door that will take them home by answering the tag with a riddle. The doors bring them to different situation like a time-travel with a twist.

Ceelin was deeply hurt by love. She was unwanted by her family. She was hated by her husband and in-laws. She was killed by her husband and abandoned in the street like a stray dog. But God pitied her, instead of dying, she just traveled back in time to when she was engaged to her husband. Determined not to repeat her past life, she promised to be herself and not be dictated by the people around her. But no matter what she does, she still ends up entangled with her husband. Is there really no chance she could escape her tragic fate? Or was she reborn to uncover the truth from the past?

The night my parents were kidnapped, my brother—who happened to be a police officer—chose to go bungee jumping with the fake heiress. I didn't stop him. Instead, I called the police and began preparing the ransom. In my previous life, my brother had forgone the outing to rescue our parents. As a result, the rope snapped during her jump, sending her plummeting into the abyss. Her body was never recovered. He never spoke a word about it afterward. On my birthday, he drugged me and dragged me to that very cliff. "You orchestrated the kidnapping! You'd go this far for their attention? You're nothing but a monster! Lillian is dead. You don't deserve to live either!" When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the night my parents were kidnapped. This time, my brother didn't rush to their rescue. Instead, he ran to the fake heiress. But in the end, he regretted it so much that he nearly lost his mind.

From a stall in the office restroom, I overhear someone badmouthing me. Henry Fielder, the intern I've been mentoring for three months, grumbles, "The guy's got zero people skills. He's a total fossil, like a robot stuck in one mode." I'm about to push the door open and jump in when someone laughs and piles on. "The paperwork is incomplete. The receipts aren't compliant. I can't reimburse it without a manager's signature. We could recite his canned empathy lines in our sleep!" Once they're gone, I quietly head back to my office. Later, Henry drops a thick stack of expense reports onto my desk. "Quit waving the rulebook and rejecting everyone's reimbursements." I skim the fake receipts, and for once, I don't call him out. Instead, I give a thin smile and say, "I have a headache. I can't make out the words."