A Fatal Grace

Five years ago, I was the rising star of the nation’s top chemistry research lab, but on the eve of publishing the results of my study, my husband’s crush, Grace, killed me. She made several people violate me and cut my face up. Then, she injected sulfuric acid into my stomach, crushed my teeth and bones, and discarded my body without anyone’s knowledge. At that time, I was three months pregnant. But she told everyone that I stole the project’s research results and fled to another country. Jim, my husband, personally wrote a report to the government to label me as a globally wanted criminal. Five years later, a livestreamer who did nighttime explorations found my dried-up corpse in the basement of an abandoned warehouse.

At six in the evening, Allen Bennett prepared a perfect dinner, with each dish carefully chosen to match Sarah Foster's preferences. By seven, he had run her bath, adding lavender essential oils and rose petals to the warm water, filling the bathroom with a calming fragrance. By eight, he placed her comfortable slippers by the entrance, awaiting her return. At nine, the front door finally opened. Sarah walked in, and Allen immediately went to greet her. With practiced grace, he helped her out of her coat and placed her slippers before her feet, then hung the coat in the entryway closet. Turning to her with a gentle smile, he asked, "Would you prefer to have your bath first or would you like to eat?"

He had once sworn I was his fated Luna, the Omega he cherished above all. However, just a month shy of our bonding, he decided to repay a life-saving grace by fathering a child with his old flame. To add insult to injury, he swiped the herbal research I was on the cusp of unveiling. He claimed he was trapped, obligated to both sides. I, however, was done with him. I cut ties, called off our Bonding Ceremony, and set off for the Northwood tundra to lose myself in my research. Two years on, he pleaded for my return, professing I was his one true love. However, by then, I was renowned far and wide, and he was nothing to me.

On our wedding day, Ethan got a call and bolted from the ceremony. Grandma was so furious she started coughing up blood, and everyone just watched. Not one person stepped in to help. I raced her to the hospital, but it was too late. She was gone before they even got her inside. Then, as I sat alone in the morgue, my phone lit up. It was Ethan. "Grace, get to the hospital. Bella's hurt and needs your blood!" "Ethan Carter, it's over between us." I ended the call, leaving the last pieces of my heart—and him—behind. Months later, he was on his knees in the pouring rain, begging for forgiveness, saying he'd do anything, give anything, if I'd only look back.

“I bled for you, I need you to bleed to death, for me. Falling for you again will be over my dead body.” He simply hummed, locking my wrists above my head before asking in a hoarse whisper, “Just how long until we explode from these lies, my little firecracker?” ___________ He was her first love. And he intended to be her last, no matter how much she fought it, how much she convinced herself that she was back for revenge. Grace lost her baby, her marriage, and questionably, her sanity along the line. Vincent, her ex-husband, destroyed her life. She was out to destroy his. What happens when he has other plans? Was there still any space for love in her heart?

Everything comes crashing down as my eyes widen into his. Both of our breathing labored but his hands not releasing me. “Grace.” He says breathlessly. That name is all it takes to wake me up. ‘Grace’ I’m not Grace. He thinks I’m someone I’m not. I shouldn’t be doing this when he doesn’t even know who he’s with. I scramble off of him and stand in the middle of the room panting. I can see him start to fumble, standing up and walking towards me. I look up at him, my eyes wide. “I’m so sorry. We shouldn’t… We shouldn’t have done that.” I stammer out and he looks at me shocked. Walking towards me like I’m a trapped animal he’s scared is going to run away. “Why, Grace? Why shouldn’t we have done that? Please, just talk to me.” I can hear the pleading in his voice, the fear that I didn’t want him to kiss me, but that’s not it. I don’t know why. Why I’m so scared to just tell them the truth, so I decide to lie. “I’m sorry, Gunner. I like all three of you. I’m not going to choose, so I’ve just decided I wouldn’t be with any of you. It’s not fair to you guys.” I don’t wait for him to respond, I run out the door and down the steps, landing face first in Dean’s chest. He pulls me up and wraps my legs around his waist causing me to gasp. “Who said we’d make you choose, Bambi?” And before I can respond his lips are on mine.

Stella was a product of a domestic violence family. Watching her parent fight was an immense, heartbreaking, seasonal film, that resulted in a tragic end when her mother's life was cut short in one of their fatal fights. Getting married to Richard Jacob made a considerable difference from the one her parents had. It was blissful, peaceful, and full of Nirvana until Bella Jonathan walked into their lives. Their life took a drastic turn when Stella fell into a tricky trap, which was likely to tear her family apart or worse become a vast menace to her health. Overcoming the thorny phase in their union seems impossible as their source of difficulty kept amplifying and the chances of their marriage withstanding it was slim. In what case do you think it is advisable to stick to the vow of "For Better or Worse? Will Stella's marriage survive these hard times even though she's a marriage counselor?"

Ini kisah gadis SMA bernama lengkap Gentari Parwani yang terpaksa harus berhenti sekolah, sebab dikeluarkan oleh pihak sekolah karena dia berbuat kesalahan yang amat fatal dengan pacarnya, sayangnya sang pacar tidak mau bertanggung jawab. Hingga takdir membawanya bertemu pada lelaki tampan, seorang CEO ternama. Agam namanya, kehidupan Agam selalu dianggap sempurna oleh orang lain, tanpa mereka tahu. Kalau kehidupan lelaki yang sudah beristri itu tidak seindah yang dibayangkan. Lima tahun menikah dengan Anes, terjadi kejanggalan pada rumah tangga mereka, sampai kabar buruk membuat sepasang suami-istri itu mulai tak akur. Istrinya Anes kerap menyibukkan diri dan mengacuhkan Agam. Di saat Anes pergi maka tanpa segaja Gentari lah yang selalu mengisi kekosongan Agam.

My fiance, Caspian Knight, is a reputable Healer in the werewolf pack. His childhood friend, Sarah Gard, has been diagnosed with organ failure. It is fatal, and she has only one month left. To stay by her side in her final days, Caspian makes me drink the potion, and my wolf falls unconscious. During the month when my wolf is unconscious, I'll begin to forget about him completely. He doesn't know that the effect of the potion will last a lifetime, and I won't remember him for the rest of my life. Within the same month, he holds a wedding ceremony with Sarah. He hugs Sarah tightly under the falling petals. They hold each other's hands and receive blessings from everyone. A month later, he cries uncontrollably and goes down on his knees in front of me, questioning why I have yet to remember him.

Dalam satu malam, hidup Amel retak dan serpihannya tertancap di hati yang salah. Ketika Jonathan—kakak tiri yang selama ini ia hormati—melakukan satu kesalahan fatal dalam kondisi mabuk dan emosi, Amel kehilangan banyak hal: rasa aman, masa depan, dan kepercayaan. Di bawah tekanan keluarga dan rasa malu yang membungkam, pernikahan dipaksakan, sebuah "tanggung jawab" yang hanya menambah luka. Jonathan ingin menebus, tapi Amel hanya ingin melarikan diri. Di tengah rasa bersalah dan trauma, benih cinta tumbuh dalam bentuk yang tak wajar. Pahit, gelap, dan menyakitkan. Apakah cinta bisa bertahan di atas puing-puing hati yang salah? Atau keduanya akan tenggelam dalam luka yang tak pernah sembuh?