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Sherly feels guilty for spending a hot night with a married man. In the morning, she decided to leave and leave the man who had probably liked her since the beginning of their meeting. However, the harsh reality hit Sherly's life when she found out that she was pregnant and her family forced her to throw away her own flesh and blood. Five years passed, Sherly looked for her child who turned out to have been adopted by the Rosell family. Lolita, who replaced Sherly as Aarav's mother, turned out to be the wife of Hansel, the man who slept with Sherly five years ago. After learning the truth, Hansel intends to have Sherly completely, because honestly his relationship with his wife is not based on love. "I liked you from the moment we met, and you have also given birth to my child, so you must be mine, only mine," Hansel was determined to have Sherly.

My mother never believed me. To her, I was always just a lying pup. In my pack, every cub wore a Moon Oath Collar. Red meant you lied. White meant you told the truth. My sister’s collar always glowed a soft white. Even when she pretended to be sick to get out of an exam, her collar only gave off that gentle white light. Mine was different. Even when I was truly sick, my collar would burst into a violent red, and the punishment current would follow immediately. On my sister’s birthday, Mother prepared a bonfire feast for the whole pack. Just before they left, a splitting pain tore through my head, and I collapsed on the floor, begging her to help me. For one second, she almost picked me up. Then my collar flashed red. “To ruin your sister’s birthday, you’re even pretending to die? What a vicious child.” Then she walked out with my sister and left me alone on the floor. I died alone on the cold floor. But when I opened my eyes again, I was no longer inside my body. My soul drifted after my mother as I whispered the truth she had never believed. “Mom… I wasn’t lying. I really died.” And when they finally found my body, the red collar on my neck was still flashing.

"Who the hell are you?!" yelled Rachel Clarke (28) when she woke up in the morning to find herself all naked with a man snoring softly beside her. "I'm your future husband, have you forgotten what happened last night?" said the man beside her with his eyes half-closed. Since that day, Rachel's life has changed 180 degrees. Suddenly she had to marry a young, self-made billionaire named Nicholas Anthony just because of a ridiculous agreement she signed when she was drunk.

Take it off slowly, inch closer, tease and make 'em believe you're all theirs--Make it perfectly estatic. Abigail's code was as simple as they come, and had worked impeccably for years with her one and only rule: No touching. But when she pisses off a snob who didn't like it very much, it was up to a certain billionaire to save her from his covetous hands. Except, he isn't quite ready to let her go just yet.

Erlang sukses dalam karier, namun sial dalam hubungan asmara. Dia memiliki dua orang istri yang cantik, akan tetapi hal itu tidak lantas membuat Erlang menjadi puas dalam urusan ranjang. Pasalnya, Arsyila, istri pertama Erlang mengalami gangguan kejiwaan, sedangkan Zoya, istri keduanya mengidap penyakit berbahaya, hingga ia pun memutuskan untuk mencari istri ketiga. Akankah Erlang mendapat kebahagiaan dengan pilihannya yang ketiga? Atau kehadiran Maya, istri ketiga yang memiliki tujuan lain, hanya akan menjadi boomerang bagi kehidupan keluarganya?

"Erlang, aku ... aku akan menikah." Erlang terkejut." Apa?! Dengan siapa?!" Zoya menundukkan kepala. "Pria pilihan orang tuaku. Mereka sudah memutuskan, dan aku... aku tidak bisa menolak." Erlang terdiam sejenak, lalu tersenyum. "Aku mengerti. Aku hanya pemuda biasa yang tidak bisa mengabulkan keinginan orang tuamu." Zoya menatap Erlang dengan mata berkaca-kaca. "Lang, aku..." Erlang segera mengangkat tangan. "Tidak perlu, Zoya. Aku tahu kamu harus melakukan kewajibanmu sebagai seorang anak." Zoya tersenyum sedih. "Aku akan selalu mengingat kamu, Lang. Aku doakan yang terbaik untukmu." "Aku juga, Zoya. Aku akan selalu mendukung kamu meski kita berjauhan." Erlang dan Zoya saling menatap, lalu tersenyum sedih. Keduanya berpikir ini adalah akhir dari hubungan mereka, tapi takdir justru kembali mempersatukan mereka dalam sebuah skandal. Satu tahun kemudian adalah awal dari perjalanan baru bagi Erlang dan Zoya.

Three year after my death, my former mate returned— not to mourn me, but to make use of me one last time. It was the Winter Solstice, the longest night of the year—the night when wolves whispered to the dead. “Where’s Mira Thorne?” Rowan demanded as he strode downstairs into the tavern beneath the den. “Her lived here—Gavin’s sister. I need to find her.” Dorian, the tavern keeper, glanced up slowly. “Mira?” he repeated, wiping his hands on a cloth. “She’s gone, Doctor. Died three winters ago. Same night the Moon rose red.” Rowan’s brows knit. “Dead? That’s impossible. There’s no record.” Dorian’s voice softened. “The family from that healing case—remember them? They found her in the alley behind this inn. Tore her apart before dawn. The healers couldn’t even retrieve her wolf.” Rowan froze, a flicker of disbelief passing across his face before irritation took over. “No. She’s pretending. She’s doing this to make me feel guilty.” he said sharply. “She’s hiding. She always was weak. Tell her if her doesn’t come out within three days, I’ll stop sending money for brother’s treatment.” He turned abruptly and left, the tavern door slamming behind him. Dorian sighed after him., shaking his head. “brother? Her brother died before the healers even arrived… there was never any money for treatment.” The silence that followed was heavier than snow. Dorian watched the falling snow and murmured to the empty air, “No one pretends death, Doctor. Not when they’ve already lost everything.”

I spent five years as Dominic Santoro’s wife in name only. Five years hidden behind closed doors, buried under his sheets, erased from his world. When he finally agreed to take me back to Chicago—to stand beside him, to be seen—I thought I had won. I bought a new dress. Soft. Elegant. Worthy of a Don’s woman. The night before we left, he looked at me through the mirror and said calmly, “Take the makeup off. Change into pants.” I asked why. He adjusted his cufflinks like I was nothing more than background noise. “Juliana Lancaster is back. Tonight is our engagement.” Russian Bratva. Lancaster blood. A marriage alliance. Seeing my silence, he laughed—careless, cruel. “What’s with that look? Didn’t we agree on this when we married? Brotherhood. Loyalty. No love.” Then he turned, eyes sharp and mocking. “Victoria Miller… you didn’t actually fall in love with me, did you?” I stood there, frozen. Because inside the inner pocket of his tailored suit— was my pregnancy report. And the Don of Chicago had no idea the woman he was about to sacrifice was carrying his heir.

The story about a young bright girl whose life got destroyed because of her father's believe. Alexa is lost and faded, shattered and broken as she writes about her dark past on her death bed just after she finally finds true love and wishes to live instead.

Four years ago, a 13 year old blackmailed me into friendship by holding my doughnut captive. We've been close ever since. But then, I noticed that I wanted to be more than just friends. I was in love with my best friend. Sadly, he didn't feel the same way. I thought my world was over. I was crushed. But to my utmost yet most delighted surprise, I just happened to fall into the arms of a certain bad-boy. Literally. He didn't just save me from what could've been a hell of a concussion that night. He saved my heart too. But hey, let's not get in over our heads now. It wasn't that easy. Not even close. After all, when two opposing worlds clash for the very first time, we cant just expect it to be all rainbows and sunshine. Now do we?