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Robbea Queng Flores, the illegitimate daughter of Robin Flores and his wife's close friend, Beatrice Gomez. She was a mistake daughter, according to her half siblings. Growing up, attention and love are all she needs from her family. Yet, her family don't accept her. Rhael Drale Quenco, the perfect guy with a perfect life. When he met, Robbea. For him, she is annoying. Until, one day. He realize, he wants to be part of her life, he wants to fullfil the love and attention she never got from her family.

"Gue nyesel jatuh cinta sama lo," ucap Raissa dengan air mata yang menggenang di pelupuk matanya. "Lo, orang yang udah ngebunuh kakak gue." Laki laki yang berdiri tepat di hadapan Raissa terpaku, tenggorokannya tercekat, seolah ada sesuatu disana dan itu sangat menyakitkan. "Maaf," lirihnya.

When my family was at its poorest, a wealthy family found me and claimed that I was their real daughter. The school heartthrob I crushed on? He was my fiancé all along! Still reeling from all these surprises, a mysterious message suddenly popped up in front of me. "This is where everything changes. The cannon fodder is taken home by the female lead's parents, forced to drop out of school, and then gets pregnant by her fiancé. In the end, everyone thinks she's a harbringer of misfortune, and she's beaten to death." My hand froze as I held the paternity test results. My mom's eyes filled with tears as she took the report from me. "My poor child, you've suffered enough all these years! Don't worry. Just come home with us and rest. You're our daughter now. The family business is enough for you to live comfortably forever. You don't even need to take the SAT if you don't want to." The school heartthrob lowered his head and whispered sensually into my ear, "Listen to me, Lucia. Studying is hard. I'll take care of you from now on."

Six years ago, Scarlett Langston kidnapped Jonathan Leonard to obtain the one thing she needed from him—a sperm donation. After that night, she vanished. Six years later, Scarlett is a world-renowned attorney. With her son, she returns to her motherland, but only to land in Jonathan’s crosshairs. She racks her brain for some way to escape, but he pursues her at all costs. Who will emerge the victor in this battle of love? And who the loser?

"I'm a master at laundry and cooking, whether it's fast food, Japanese cuisine, or a French feast. What would you like to eat first? Marry me, and I guarantee you'll be blessed with delicious meals every day, Mr. Getson. So, will you marry me?""Sure!"After learning from the failure of her first marriage, Nancy only wanted an ordinary man to spend her life with during her second marriage. However, much to her surprise, her new husband, Yaacob, is revealed to be the primary heir to the country's most substantial fortune. When Nancy found out about this, her world turned upside down. Such wealth and privilege!After their marriage, Yaacob looked at the bland bowl of pasta before him and asked, "What happened to the French feast and Japanese cuisine you promised?"Hearing this, the woman in front of him swiftly untied her apron, raised one of her alluring legs, and casually sat on the table, "Would you prefer French cuisine, or me?"Yaacob, reminiscing about the previous night, replied, "You, of course!"

Lena, a freshman in college looking to get over a crushing break up that her high school sweetheart has dealt her. She spends too much time in the abyss of her depression until she wakes up one day and decides enough is enough! On this day she meets a guy that makes her feel like no other, could he be the ONE? In comes Mekhi, like a white knight in shining armor. Making and keeping promises but shrouded in an air of mystery. Lena being a simple girl who enjoys the small things in life is faced with the dilemma of confronting the troublesome high school sweetheart while trying to balance herself on the precipice of being in Mekhi's life but trying not fall into his world.

My mate’s childhood sweetheart was throwing a tantrum again, so Henry wanted to break our mate bond once more. Though I felt despair, I still looked calmly at him as I said, “This is the eighth time you’ve broken our bond.” His eyes were full of guilt and helplessness as he gently cupped my face, pleading softly. “Nicole, you know I have no choice. Alice threatened to take her own life with a silver dagger again. I grew up with her. She’s like a sister to me. I can’t just leave her alone. “My love, don’t worry. I swear, once I’ve cheered her up, we’ll immediately re-establish our mate bond.” I stayed silent. He’d made this promise to me countless times, so much that we had formed a mate bond and broken it eight times. To the werewolf pack, a mate bond was sacred. But in his eyes, it was nothing. “Please, my love.” As he took out the potion to sever our bond, I quietly clenched my fists. “Okay.” After all, there won’t be a next time.

All I wanted was a one-night stand with some random guy, just to get back at my boyfriend, who had insulted me for never being able to feel anything for him. I had left Brooklyn with my best friend, Ashley, to spend spring break in Cabo. The deal was to have fun like a normal young adult and have a one-night stand with any guy, just to prove a point. I ended up in the bed of a man with the most mesmerizing eyes I’d ever seen—a man I knew nothing about. He pleased me in ways I didn’t think were possible. Every touch, every kiss, every whisper of his hands against my skin ignited a hunger I hadn’t realized I had. But when I woke up the next day, the stranger was gone. I thought it was just a one-night fling and that I'd never see him again—only to find out he was my new statistics professor. "Do… do you remember me?" I asked nervously in his office. He glanced at me with those beautiful, icy eyes and replied, "No, I don’t… Am I supposed to know you?"

Year 3150 where flying cars exists, time machines are prohibited, where existence are being questioned, and secrets are more important than truth. Time is a secret and none of you is the answer. Buried should not be unveiled or else the secrets will be told and you're the one who will be kept. Who are you when even your identity is a mystery? Does time really has a buried secrets or time is the secret itself?

PLEASE COMMENT AND RATE THE STORY. . . King's p.o.v "Do you take king as your loving wedded husband, in sickness and in heal...... "No I don't" Isabel answered coldly cutting the priests question short. Everyone murmured as my heart beat wildly in fear. "Isabel" I whispered. She faced me seriously then sighed. "I'm sorry king, I just can't marry you, I'm not in love with you" she answered loudly as people gasped. "But my love, you said that you loved me" I said pleadingly. "I lied okay!, I'm in love with someone else!" she screamed as I felt my heart ache in pain. "If there is something I did wrong, please do forgive me, if it's more money you want I can give you, you can have my black card and everything" I begged then lifted my trembling hands and held her's in mine. "That's it!, no how much money I get or how much jewelry you give me, I just can't stay, you are so fucking rich that your wealth will never end easily, thanks for loving me blindly, because of you, I'm now very rich with your money" She answered.