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Everyone is an open book who's waiting for someone to read and be appreciated. Stefan—a good brother who's willing to do everything to save his younger sister who suffers a serious condition called IHD. He changes his personality in Steffia's personae to escape those who attempt to sue him. Unexpectedly he met and married Travis Madrigal as Steffia. Since the wedding happened, a lot of dilemmas came into his way. How can he fix these dilemmas brought by the situation to him? Will their marriage do the way to ensure true feelings for each other? How can they face the struggles coming on their way? Will the pressure throwed by the society will break them apart or they will break each other because of the society`s norms?

At 18 years old, Elena Carter was framed for a murder she never committed due to the painful betrayal of her sister and the man she loved deeply. She was sentenced to spend her whole life in prison, losing everything she ever had. Ten years later, with all hope lost for her ever leaving jail, she is suddenly visited by Damien Vance, the cold and ruthless billionaire brother of Lucas Vance, the man she was framed for killing. He offers her a way out but it will come at a price—a contract marriage and a new face. With desperation and hunger for revenge, she accepts the deal. With Damien as her unlikely ally, Elena must uncover the truth, and bring down those who betrayed her while also surviving Damien’s cold and ruthless hold over her. Revenge won’t be easy, but Elena is willing to risk everything to get it.

[R18] Daniel is the epitome of a badass police officer. Every girl he dated fell head over heels in love with him. His closest friend's brat sister, who is 12 years younger than him, is the only one who can tame him. But he is not the only man who fantasizes about her. He married her to ensure she was his, and she couldn't say no. Marriage, however, is not the key that will unlock her heart to him. To his wife's affection, he'll do everything. It's all or nothing.

Abimanyu Abraham, usia 20 tahun, berawakan tinggi kurus dan tidak terlalu tampan. Seorang pemuda yang hidup serba berkecukupan di tengah kota Jakarta yang sudah berteknologi super maju ini. Walaupun Bima orang kaya, namun kehidupannya di luar sana seperti gelandangan yang terus di caci maki karena satu alasan. Namun satu kejadian membuatnya berubah 180° dari yang biasanya tak banyak bicara dan introvert kini jadi lebih ceria serta terlihat lebih fresh.

AVA has always been an outcast in her pack, the RESHOOT PACK. After she was birthed out of a scandal, she was seen as a lowly taboo and she was considered a rogue by the pack members and looked down upon all her life. She was made fun of by the pups and adults in the pack and is practically a slave to the pack. But what happens when she turns out to be the mate of the Alpha of a neighbouring pack? An Alpha that many girls wanted. But she faces a villain, the Alpha's wife who would do anything to hurt and kill her. How would it unfold? FIND OUT!

On her wedding day, Kayla doesn’t walk into love… she walks into punishment. Forced to marry Dante Cruz—the man who believes she destroyed his past—she becomes a wife hated before she is even known. Dante doesn’t want a bride. He wants revenge. Cold stares, cruel whispers, and a marriage built on bitterness turn their home into a battlefield. But when buried secrets about the night that changed everything begin to surface, hate starts to crack… and something far more dangerous begins to grow. Because in a house built on revenge, even the smallest spark can turn into obsession. And Kayla is no longer just his enemy… She is the one he can’t let go of.

Yvette Warren, personal secretary to billionaire Orson Cox, announced that the heiress who was accidentally switched at birth 20 years ago was living in this orphanage. Whoever could prove their identity would inherit a billion-dollar fortune. In my first life, the two-faced Laurel Marsh tricked me into giving her my keepsake to claim the family. The Coxes tore her mouth apart. "Fraud!" In my second life, my frenemy, Rebecca Vargas, tattooed a fake birthmark on herself to claim the family. The Coxes had her skin slashed to shreds. "Still a fraud!" In my third life, my sworn enemy, Vita Davidson, took out online loans to get plastic surgery, reshaping her face to resemble Orson's wife. She tried to claim the family and was thrown straight into a mastiff cage by the Coxes. By my fourth life, no one dared steal my identity anymore. They packed me up overnight and delivered me straight to the Cox residence. When the DNA test confirmed I really was the heiress, everyone thought the nightmare was finally over. But on my very first night back, the Coxes shoved me off a high-rise building. "Anyone who dares steal our real daughter's identity deserves to die!" When I opened my eyes again, Yvette was smiling as she asked who the heiress was. Everyone backed away in terror, insisting they weren't the heiress. Yvette's voice turned low and eerie. "But our investigation shows that the heiress is definitely in this orphanage."

In the month before my 20th birthday, Dad digs out the information on the oldest daughters of the four most prominent families in Jorvale and tells me to select one of them as my partner for our upcoming marriage alliance. I choose Grace Sutton without hesitation, which shocks everyone else. After all, everyone in Jorvale knows very well that Connor Foster, the sole heir of the Foster family, has always been crushing on Abigail Chandler since I was a kid. Only I know that I've gotten to marry Abigail in my previous life. But on the day after our grand wedding, Abigail told me that Louis Hayes, the low-income student Dad had been sponsoring, was the man she loved. She announced in public that she was only my wife in name, but she'd always be Louis' wife for real. But when Abigail tried to pick Louis up the next day, she found out that he had already disappeared after leaving a relationship-severance letter behind. Abigail was hell-bent on believing that I was the one who forced Louis to leave. Because of that, she treated me like her mortal enemy for the rest of her life. She went through a lover per week, and she'd always be intimate with them in front of me. All of those lovers resembled Louis one way or another. Finally, on the day Abigail officially took over Foster Group, I died in a car accident by "coincidence". Now that I've been reborn, I decide to marry another woman and avoid getting caught up in Abigail's affairs anymore. But once Abigail hears my decision, she goes absolutely berserk.

When I was seven, my father brought home a beautiful lady who gave me a mango. That day, my mother watched me happily eating the mango while she signed her name on the divorce papers. After that, she jumped off the roof of our building. From then on, mangoes became the nightmare of my life. So on my wedding day, I told my husband, Alan Holt, "If you ever want a divorce, just give me a mango." Alan pulled me into his arms, quiet. From then on, mangoes became off-limits for him, too. On Christmas Eve of our fifth year of marriage, Alan's childhood sweetheart, Larissa Fennimore, left a mango on his desk at the office. The very same day, Alan announced he was cutting ties with Larissa and fired her from the company. That day, I truly believed he was the man I was meant to be with. Half a year later, I flew back from overseas, having just closed a partnership deal worth about 200 million dollars. At the celebration dinner, Alan handed me a drink. After I had finished half the glass, his so-called childhood sweetheart, the woman who had been kicked out of the company, stood behind me with a big grin and asked, "Does the mango juice taste good?" I stared at Alan in disbelief, and he was trying hard not to laugh. "Don't be mad. Larissa insisted I played a little joke on you. I didn't actually give you a mango; I just gave you a bottle of mango juice. But I think she's right. The fact that you don't eat mangoes is a real problem. You were really enjoying that juice just now." My face went cold. I lifted my hand and threw the rest of the mango juice in his face, then turned around and walked away. Some things are never a joke. I wouldn't kid around with mangoes or divorce.

"I, Torey Black, Alpha of the Black Moon reject you." His rejection hit me instantly. I couldn't breathe, unable to catch my breath as my chest heaved up and down, my stomach churning, unable to hold myself together as I watched his car speed down the driveway and away from me. I couldn't even comfort my wolf, she immediately retreated to the back of my mind, prohibiting me from speaking to her. I felt my lips wobble, my face scrunching up as I attempted to hold myself together but failing miserably. Weeks had passed since I last saw Torey my heart seeming to break a little bit more as the days went by. But lately, I found that I was pregnant. Werewolves pregnancies were much shorter than a human's. With Torey being an Alpha, it cut the time down to four months, whereas a Beta would be five, Third in Command would be six and a regular wolf would be between seven and eight. As suggested, I headed to bed, my mind full of questions and wonders. Tomorrow was going to be intense, there were a lot of decisions to be made. *Only for ages 18 and older.*---Two teenagers, a party and the unmistakable mate.