Ace O N E Piece

No primeiro ano do nosso casamento, Augusto Moretti, meu marido perfeito aos olhos de todos, começou a mudar. Ele se afastou de mim, tornando-se frio e distante. De repente, ele parecia ter feito um voto de castidade: mandou construir uma pequena capela na mansão e não largava mais o rosário. Eu tentei de tudo para reacender a nossa relação. Mas, por mais que eu o provocasse, ele permanecia indiferente, como se eu fosse invisível. Até que, em uma noite, o flagrei através de uma fresta na porta do banheiro. Ele estava se entregando à paixão… Mas não por mim. Ele olhava fixamente para a foto de outra mulher. Foi nesse momento que percebi: ele não era frio, ele apenas não tinha sentimentos por mim. Decidi virar o jogo. Enganei Augusto para que assinasse o acordo do divórcio e desapareci completamente da vida dele. Mas, ironicamente, depois que sumi, ele enlouqueceu tentando me encontrar. Quando nos reencontramos, foi no casamento do tio dele. Eu vestia um vestido de noiva branco, e ele, com os olhos vermelhos de raiva, não conseguia de jeito nenhum me chamar de "tia"!

Clara yang baru saja batal menikah dengan kekasihnya, diharuskan untuk segera menikah sebelum adik tirinya menikah. Karena merasa terus ditekan, Clara pun akhirnya menyetujui perjodohan dengan pria desa yang dikenalkan oleh kakeknya. Pria ini memiliki sosok yang sangat tampan dan berwibawa. Namun, Clara masih agak ragu-ragu karena pekerjaan dari calon suaminya itu adalah petani. Karena profesi dari calon suaminya yang tidak berkelas membuat Keluarga Clara menghinanya. Namun, tetap mendesak Clara untuk segera menerima perjodohan tersebut. Dan di hari pernikahannya itu, Clara dan keluarganya terkejut ketika mendapati mahar yang diberikan oleh suaminya adalah 10 kilogram emas.

I thought heartbreak would break me. Maybe it did. But not in the way I expected. It awakened the monster inside. On the night I caught my boyfriend of five years with another woman, something snapped inside me. I wore rage like an outfit. Claws tore through my skin. I heard voices in my head, voices I was certain weren’t mine. Then he appeared. Darian McAlister, the Lycan prince, all shades of danger wrapped in silver hair and flaming eyes. He saved me from myself that night, and then, accidentally marked me. Now, I'm tied to the man who's already betrothed to another. A man who wants nothing to do with me, and has made that clear. A man who still lurks in the shadows, waiting for something. And to make things worse, the Lycan family wants me dead, because the blood flowing through my veins creates a bond between me and the enemy that nearly destroyed them. But fate doesn't care about politics or debts owed. The accidental marking demands blood, and if we don't complete the Lycan’s mating process… One of us dies.

Saat desanya diserang dan dibakar, Xiu Zhangjian yang baru berusia lima tahun memilih untuk melarikan diri. Bertahun-tahun hidup dalam penyamaran, dia selalu menyiapkan diri untuk melakukan pembalasan. Suatu hari markas sekte tempatnya bernaung diserang. Dia membuat keputusan berbeda, tidak lagi melarikan diri, tetapi justru mendekati musuh dengan memilih menjadi budak di penjara istana. Semua tahanan dan penjaga mengenalnya sebagai budak lemah dan bodoh. Namun, di malam hari, diam-diam dia menunjukkan kemampuannya yang sesungguhnya. Hingga tiba waktunya, Xiu Zhangjian mendapatkan kembali Pedang Naga Suci. Dengan sebilah pedang pusaka keramat di tangannya, dia menjalankan tugas sebagai sang pewaris, membasmi kejahatan aliansi sekte aliran hitam "Aku bersumpah, mereka akan mengemis untuk mati!"

Michelle’s life is a cage, locked in servitude to a family who sees her as nothing more than a servant. Her half-sister, Odette, has always been the favored one, destined for a future Michelle can only dream of. But when Odette disappears, leaving behind a crucial arranged marriage that could save the family from ruin, Michelle is forced to take her place. She is now bound to a man she doesn’t know, a new life she doesn’t want, all to save the very people who have tormented her. As she navigates this unfamiliar world, she must fight not just for her own survival, but for a glimmer of hope that she can break free. Will this arranged marriage be her escape or her final prison? Can she truly gain her freedom when her fate is tied to a man who holds all the keys?

One night of forbidden magic changed the fate of a wallflower to that of a seductress. Insanely intelligent Sophia Morales works at New York’s most elite law firm, where she is constantly overworked and treated like a maid even though she’s the most intelligent woman in that law firm. She had one wish—to stop being a wallflower and be powerful even for just a day. One night of magic changes everything when she’s dragged into a downtown occult salon by her best friend, she is thrown into a world of glamour magic. With this newfound beauty, she proceeds to have her first drunk one-night stand ever with a stranger in the dark; she feels great until he works in the office some days later as her new boss. Sophia’s presence and aura begin to shift. She becomes glowing and irresistible. Men want her; women want her. Women envy her too. She’s happy with the fact that her power was no longer in her brain alone but in every strut she takes. Her boss becomes too obsessed with her. Her mentors become jealous; secret betrayal begins. Envy is dangerous; will she be able to cope with the repercussions of this magic? And is it reversible?

Framed for infidelity on her wedding day, Leina Ashford is disowned by her parents and cast out of the family legacy. Unable to face the shame, and having nowhere else to go, Leina moves out of the country to Mexico. There she struggles to adapt to the new life. Until she meets Damien Moretti. He offers her marriage, and a new identity, in exchange for taking care of his daughter. This is a golden opportunity for Leina. Three years later, Leina is ready to return to New York. But this time she's not returning as the abandoned heiress. She's returning as the wife of the most influential man in the city. She's going to make all those who hurt her pay and pay hard.

"Never be vulnerable." Those were the words Adrian Blackwood’s father left him before his death. Now, as the most powerful billionaire in San Francisco, Adrian has built his life around that rule—untouchable, invincible, and ruthless. But what he doesn’t know is that his survival has never been his own doing. Elena Martinez, a humble cleaning manager, has been secretly saving him from the shadows—again and again. And despite his coldness, despite his sharp tongue, she never stops. He doesn’t know her name. He doesn’t know her face. But every time danger closes in, she’s there, risking everything for a man who sees her as nothing. Yet, something unexpected stirs between them—a connection neither of them understands. But what happens when Adrian discovers the truth? When he realizes the woman he’s overlooked holds the key to his life? Will he embrace th8e only person who has ever truly protected him, or will his pride destroy them both? Because secrets don’t stay buried forever. And when Adrian finally uncovers his hidden savior, it might be too late…

Ambitious journalist Renee takes on her riskiest assignment yet: going undercover to expose the criminal empire of billionaire mafia boss Luca Delvecchio. Her mission is to seduce him, gather evidence, and bring his world crashing down. But as she gets closer to Luca, the line between deception and desire begins to blur. Now Renee must choose between the story of her career and a man who's as alluring as he is dangerous.

Parce que la fille de son premier amour avait été enfermée dans la voiture et avait succombé à un coup de chaleur, mon père, dans un accès de rage irrationnelle, m’a attachée et enfermée dans le coffre de la voiture. Ses yeux, dénués de toute pitié, se sont posés sur moi avec un dégoût palpable. « Je n’ai pas de fille aussi vile que toi », m’a-t-il lancé, « reste ici et paie le prix de ta faute ! » Je l’ai supplié de me pardonner, ma seule requête étant de pouvoir respirer l’air frais à nouveau. Mais sa réponse était aussi glaciale que l’acier : « Personne ne peut la laisser sortir à moins qu’elle ne soit morte. » La voiture, garée dans l’obscurité du garage, offrait un silence lourd. Pendant des heures, puis des jours, mes appels désespérés se perdaient dans l’indifférence totale du monde extérieur, ne pouvant pas percer l’épaisse solitude de cet endroit. Le temps s’est étiré dans une lente torture, et ce n’est qu’au septième jour que mon père, enfin, s’est souvenu que, malgré tout, j’étais sa fille. Mais il ignorait alors que j’étais déjà morte, engloutie par l’obscurité de ce coffre, mon âme éteinte à jamais...