Almost Done Artinya

"Sign this contract. Be my Luna for a year. I'll help you get back at your ex and his mistress." he smiled, looking at me in a way that made my bottom wet. "I know you want them to suffer." --Evelyn tried to be the perfect Luna, managing the pack and raising her husband Tristan's bastard child as her own. Yet all her efforts were betrayed when Tristan brought the bastard child's birth mom back and asked to divorce Evelyn. Evelyn even learnt the dark truth that her own child from 3 years ago didn't die in a miscarriage as she thought--it was brutally killed by her husband and mistress. At this lowest point of her life, Evelyn received a proposal from Alpha Ahser, who happened to be the one person her ex-husband wanted to impress. Be his contract Luna, he would help her win. Now with the strongest ally, Evelyn came back for her revenge. Soon she would discover that the partnership between her and Asher had turned into something else...Love.

Emma Watson thought she had her happy ending when she married Andrew Campbell, the Alpha of the Dark Desert Pack. But her happiness was short-lived when Andrew began neglecting her for reasons she didn’t understand. When his first love, Jessica, reentered the picture, his treatment of her grew even worse. Later, Emma discovers she’s pregnant and promises herself to build a future where she and her child come first. She walks away from Andrew, never looking back. Emma has lived in peace with her son for years. Until the day she finds her husband at her door, begging her to come back.

Kaelan noticed I hadn't filed a single medical or living expense request in the pack’s resource channel for a week. He must have thought I’d finally kicked my greedy human habits. At dinner, he tossed a black card at me. It cut a cold arc through the air, landing beside my plate. “Your father’s treatment for next month. The wolf gene serum, the lab fees—it’s all approved.” His voice was pure Alpha command. An order, not a suggestion. “Bringing you and your father here was a risk. I fought the Elders for you. You are my mate. Stop begging for pack funds like a common stray. It’s a bad look.” He didn’t know my fingers were ice-cold when I picked up the card. The papers to sever our mate bond were already signed. So was my will. The hoodie I wore when I left was a faded thing he’d tossed at me three years ago. No one would believe it. The fated mate of an Alpha who ran a corporate empire… had to send a photo of a $10 painkiller receipt to a Beta assistant for approval. All because he thought a fragile human like me was a leech who couldn’t be trusted with cash. But a week ago, when my father’s lupus caused his organs to fail, I needed $50,000. He needed a dose of pure gene repair serum, synthesized in the pack’s high-tech med-bay. I begged him on my knees. His childhood friend, Seraphina, just laughed. She froze my request, saying she was helping me break my bad habit of “cashing in on my mate status.” Kaelan never knew I endured that humiliation just so my father could stay alive in his top-tier medical lab. Now, my father was dead. The medicine was cut off, and his ashes were already in the ground. I didn’t need to be his obedient little pet anymore.

After my husband, Matt Blanchard, dies in a car accident, I choose to not keep up my act anymore. Not only do I toss my in-laws' clothes out of my house, but I also snatch their assets, which they have accumulated for decades, from them. Because of me, my in-laws are forced to roam the streets and scavenge for food as homeless people. Still, I ignore their plight. My relatives and the entire Internet curse me out for being heartless. As always, I ignore their comments. When my in-laws collapse on the streets from their illnesses and starvation, I celebrate their misfortune with fireworks. No one knows that I've already been reborn a long time ago. There's even a video clip stashed in my phone, featuring Matt, who's supposedly dead, tumbling in the sheets with his first love, Laura Donnelly, in the Nali Islands.

After my younger sister went abroad, I married the mafia Don in her place. Five years after we married, we became each other’s greatest enemies. He hated me for driving my sister away and scheming my way into becoming his wife. I hated him for always treating me as a stand-in, never once acknowledging me in front of the world. My lack of status brought humiliation to my vain parents, and from that moment on, their love for me turned into hatred. In the end, he and my parents left me behind on a snowy mountain while celebrating Christmas with my sister. In the bitter cold, I died together with the child I never got to meet. Meanwhile, my sister basked in everyone’s love and had the happiest Christmas of her life. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day my sister returned from abroad. This time, I would not beg Gideon or my parents to love me ever again.

After losing his fiancée in a car accident, millionaire Carlos vows to avenge her death and take justice on behalf of his late fiancée. What Carlos didn't expect was that in the midst of this game of revenge another feeling would arise and that his plan would become an almost perfect revenge.

Loving Liam had become a major role in my life since I became his wife. I cherished him with everything I've got just the same way he does. It seemed perfect and a complete bed of roses. However, three years later, Liam turned around and became a completely different person, upon the arrival of his ex. I begged Liam for the bare minimum. Things I didn't need to ask for before he gave me in the past. He roamed around the city with his ex whom everyone thought were still together while I, his wife remained a home decor in his home. I accepted my fate. I accepted he could go on living his best life with his ex, while I remained his faceless wife, but why did he give me divorce papers?

I've stood before a priest and sworn my vows to the same man seven times. And for the seventh time, I've signed divorce papers in front of the family lawyer. At our first wedding, the youngest Capo of the Throne family held my hand and promised, "From this day forward, my life is yours and yours alone." But whenever his childhood sweetheart stirred up trouble and needed his protection, Carter's vow to me would conveniently become a sanctuary for her. "Tessa's in trouble again, Maeve. For your own safety, we have to get a divorce for now." The first time I was forced to divorce, I threatened him with the honor of our families' alliance, even vowing to expose his betrayal at a family gathering. His men dragged me out of the manor. The third time I signed the papers, I humbled myself, sneaking into the family's private club just to catch a glimpse of him from afar. By the sixth time, I had learned to quietly pack my few belongings in this house of lies, without putting up a fight. My breakdowns and desperate, undignified attempts to save us were only ever met with Carter's reliable promise to remarry me, just before another round of the divorce game he played for Tessa's sake. Until this time. After hearing Tessa was returning to New York from Italy, I didn't wait for Carter to speak. I placed the signed divorce papers in his study myself. Just like always, he casually set a date for our remarriage. But he didn't know that day was the day I would disappear from his world forever.

Like many women who refuse to give up until they hit a dead end, Winter Scott once tried to make a man like Chris Xander fall in love with her. But after three years of marriage, they were nothing more than strangers. When she was brutally attacked and her life was hanging by a thread, Chris wasn’t with her. He was by the side of his former love. Winter forced herself to let go. Yet the powerful man she thought she had left behind refused to disappear from her life. Step by step, he closed in on her, cutting off any chance of a new romance in her life and blocking every path of retreat. “You’re the one who insisted on marrying me back then,” he said coldly. “As long as I don’t agree to a divorce, you’ll never be free of me.” Winter looked at him coldly. “Sorry, Mr. Xander. Game over. This marriage ends when I say it ends.”

She left to save herself. He stayed and became untouchable. Ten years ago, Sloane Hart fled her Oklahoma hometown with nothing but a suitcase and a broken heart- leaving behind the boy who loved her when she didn’t love herself yet. Now she’s back. Successful. Beautiful. But still unhealed. Rhett Whitmere- the man who owns the town, built an empire himself, and never forgave her for leaving without goodbye. When Rhett and Sloane’s business expansion forces them into a contract neither can walk away from, old wounds rip open… and desire ignites hotter than ever. The problem? They’re not the same people anymore. And sometimes, some love stories don’t get second chances- unless they’re brave enough to bleed for them.