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All I want is Power. The authority to exact vengeance on those who have mistreated my family and me. They took the lives of my loved ones, and I will take revenge on them in a manner far more severe than merely ending their own lives. - "How incredibly breathtaking. You are beautiful...Anna." I check myself in the mirror. Scrutinizing my face starting from my forehead and working my way down to the base of my neck. I do this while keeping my chin up and my head held high. I can't help but feel content as I observe how everything that has been snatched away from me has resulted in something very different from what it was before. I smiled triumphantly, but tears of bitterness and hatred began to fall down my face. They took everything from me. This will be the final chapter of the years I spent living in anguish...and the beginning of my perfect seduction.

On the day my boyfriend and I moved into our new home, his ex-girlfriend gave us a mysterious gift. The moment I opened the front door, a swarm of hornets came flying out. I screamed in fright as I felt seven or eight stings from them. His ex, Erica Loft, jumped out from behind the door with a giggle. She shouted, "Surprise! "I went up the mountains to visit a master craftsman. I wanted to get you this specially brewed hornet wine, and I even brought back a hornet's nest for you to decorate your new house with! "Isn't this a great gift?" Erica made a face at us. She was gleeful at the messy predicament I was in. My boyfriend, Joe Fulham, clenched his teeth. He rushed forward to grab Erica by the wrist as he shouted angrily at her. "Are you crazy? Don't you know that hornets are venomous?! Is this really a surprise, or are you trying to hurt us?" I listened to another one of their huge arguments from behind the door, feeling like an outsider in my own relationship. As I felt the stinging pain in my arm, I knew this wedding was about to fall through.

I thought Christmas had already broken me. Betrayal, loss, and a miscarriage that shattered everything I’d built. So I did the only reckless thing a heart in ruins could do: closed my eyes, jabbed a finger at a map, and bought a ticket to wherever it landed. No plan. No hope. Just a wounded heart running from the wreckage. I wanted quiet. Snow. A place to breathe and heal. I found him instead. A man who feels too wild for this world, all heat and muscle and dark, hungry eyes. He kisses like he’s claiming something. Touches like he’s learning every secret my body holds. His strength borders on impossible. His presence, addictive. He calls me his naughty little Christmas gift. And every time he drags his mouth down my throat, I forget every reason I had to stay guarded. But the deeper I fall, the stranger things become. The room around him feels alive. The night listens when he speaks. His eyes flash with an animal glow that shouldn’t exist, and the sound he makes when he’s holding back, low, guttural, trembling the air between us doesn’t belong to any man. I should run. Ask questions. Save myself. But I’m far too gone. Even willing to be ruined by whatever he is. So I ignore the question whether I’m losing my mind, or whether the fear curling beneath the heat is real. And let him keep unwrapping me like the gift he thinks I am. Because whatever lives inside him…it’s the first thing that’s made me feel alive again.

I had just won the Hawthorne Scientific Laureate on the international stage when my father called me back home. "Bring the betrothal gifts to the Hayes family. That childhood engagement should finally be fulfilled." Afraid of getting stuck in traffic, I took my modified motorcycle, carried the national heritage porcelain obtained through generations of the Keane family's military merits, and headed toward their house. Just as I arrived at the community gate, a Porsche suddenly cut across the lane, nearly knocking me over. A heavily made-up woman, Zoey Mercer, stepped out of the car, raised one sharp high heel, and kicked the top box off my motorcycle. "You rode this junk motorcycle yet dared block my way? If you dent my car, your whole family won't be able to afford the compensation!" My heart sank. I quickly opened the case, only to see the entire box of celadon porcelain shattered. "So you’re just some delivery guy. Think this pile of trash is worth even one of my shoes? "You even know whose neighborhood this is? It belongs to Kingshore's Hayes family! My best friend’s family developed this place! Believe it or not, I can have you thrown out right now!" Right then, my fiancee, Lauren Hayes, called me. "Where are you? My friend just messaged me saying there’s a delivery guy causing trouble at the entrance."

Aurora is Alpha Evander's second chance mate. On the eve of their wedding anniversary, Evander proposes a rejection and divorce to Aurora because his first mate, Nalani, has awakened from a coma. Evander informs her that the rejection ceremony will take place at the next full moon. After being rejected by Evander, Aurora learns that the Lycan Prince is her second chance mate. Following her banishment, she is taken away by the Lycan Prince. Meanwhile, Evander begins to miss Aurora and regrets his decision, starting his quest to win her back.

Doctor Annastacia Brighton got 2 big fan guys who are handsome and successful. They are Doctor John Baldere who is the boss at Wyndham Hospital International and a pop star named Jason Channing or popularly called JC by his big fans. Doctor Annastacia's father set her up with Doctor John. However, JC was determined to chase after the beautiful doctor until one night they were involved in a one-night stand. The pop star shoots a hot video of them and threatens to share it if Doctor Annastacia refuses his love. On John and Annastacia's wedding day, the bride is kidnapped and taken away by JC. John and JC are both stubbornly fighting over the love of the beautiful surgeon. Who will Doctor Annastacia choose? The calm one or the stubborn one?

Apa salah jika ia yang seorang anak angkat mengharapkan kebahagiaan? Dulu, awalnya kehidupan gadis cantik bernama Nayyara Naizha Qotrunnada begitu indah karena mendapatkan kasih sayang kedua orang tua angkatnya. namun seketika semuanya berubah saat kehadiran Rania Ishani yang merupakan seorang anak kandung yang selama ini sudah begitu di nanti-nanti, perlakuan mereka kian berubah seiring berjalannya waktu. Nayyara kerap kali di salahkan dan di anggap seolah tidak ada, karena tidak tahan lagi dengan semua penyiksaan yang ia terima. Nayyara memilih untuk pergi, untuk apa ia bertahan dalam keluarga yang tidak lagi menginginkan hadirnya? bagaimanakah kisah perjalanan kehidupan Nayyara selanjutnya? akankah kebahagiaan itu akan ia rasakan saat memutuskan untuk pergi?

The day before my fifth wedding anniversary to my husband, the jewelry store manager called me. He reported that the expensive jewelry I had commissioned for my husband had been accidentally damaged by the staff. However, the shop was willing to pay a penalty for breach of contract. He hung up before I could lose my temper. I immediately received a message from my husband and $6 million in compensation. [So you're the shameless homewrecker. How dare you keep my husband's contact information! I'm warning you: I've given you the money, now get lost! Otherwise, I'll have to teach you a lesson!] The woman smugly sent me an intimate photo to follow up on her threats. Looking at the familiar side profile, I immediately called my biological parents, who were high-ranking businesspeople. "Dad, Mom, put the Shelby family's investment on hold for now. I'm getting a big gift ready for them!"

"You'll be my wife on paper only. You'll have everything—except my heart. You'll never be Marina." For five years, Lily lived as David's secret wife—his poised secretary by day, his invisible stand-in by night. Every cold touch reminded her she was just a replacement. Every whispered “Marina” cut deeper than the last. Then his ex returned. And without hesitation, David cast Lily aside like she meant nothing. So she did what she should have done years ago. She signed the divorce papers. She walked away. But now, David couldn't escape her absence. Her silence burned him in ways Marina never could. And suddenly, the man who swore he'd never love her was determined to get her back. By any means necessary. Even if it meant breaking her all over again. She paid the price for loving him once. Now, he'd pay for losing her forever.

Sinopsis: Savannah Maheswari Kesuma, seorang gadis cerdas dan ambisius, baru saja menyelesaikan pendidikannya di Swiss. Ia kembali ke Indonesia dengan satu tujuan: memberikan kejutan manis untuk ayahnya di hari ulang tahunnya. Namun, apa yang menantinya jauh dari bayangan kebahagiaan. Keluarga Kesuma berada di ambang kebangkrutan, dan cobaan terbesar datang ketika Savannah dipaksa menikah dengan Putera Keluarga Wiratama, salah satu keluarga paling terpandang namun penuh intrik. Savannah tidak bisa menolak. Masalah semakin rumit karena Savannah sudah memiliki kekasih, Andrew Keller, pria yang telah memimpikan hidup bersamanya. Sayangnya, waktu dan keadaan tidak berpihak pada mereka. Savannah tak punya pilihan selain menuruti kehendak keluarganya. Savannah pun tahu pernikahan itu menjadi awal dari drama yang lebih besar. Apalagi dengan sifat para keluarganya itu. Namun, Savannah tidak menyerah begitu saja. Di tengah keterpaksaan, ia merencanakan pelariannya. Dihari Pernikahannya, Savannah meninggalkan cincin pernikahannya bersama sebuah surat. “Tuan, Nyonya Savannah melarikan diri dan meninggalkan cincin serta surat ini,” lapor asisten pribadi sang suami. Alih-alih panik, pria itu hanya tersenyum dingin, dengan tatapan penuh rahasia. “Biarkan saja. Dia akan kembali… dan kali ini, dia yang akan memohon-mohon padaku.” Apa yang sebenarnya tersembunyi di balik senyuman misterius itu? Akankah Savannah berhasil lepas dari bayang-bayang pernikahan yang mengurungnya, atau justru terjebak lebih dalam di pusaran dendam dan intrik keluarga Wiratama? Ketika cinta, dendam, dan ambisi bertabrakan, Savannah harus memilih: melarikan diri atau menghadapi takdir yang mengejutkan. Sejauh apapun Savannah lari, takdir selalu punya jalannya sendiri.