Asta X Noelle Lemon

[21+] Kisah cinta penuh lika-liku Adam Ford dan Angelina Wilson itu berawal dari jebakan sang CEO dingin yang menginginkan Angelina agar melahirkan seorang pewaris untuknya. Hubungan itu akan berlangsung selama dua tahun sesuai dengan perjanjian tertulis yang telah ditandatangani oleh kedua belah pihak. Setelah berbulan-bulan berlalu, Angelina yang tak kunjung hamil pun dicap sebagai wanita mandul dan didepak Adam dari kediaman keluarga Ford. Namun, tujuh tahun kemudian takdir kembali mempertemukan mereka dalam benang nasib bersama seorang bocah tampan di samping Angelina yang sangat identik dengan diri pria itu. Akankah tabir tentang anak tersebut terungkap di hadapan Adam?

Khrystal comes from a wealthy family in Vista Querencia. She has everything in life; looks, power, money. But despite everything, she's still worthless. Because in everyone's opinion, she was just a good for nothing bastarda—an illegitimate daughter that taints the Dagsinal clan. Agustine Bhryll Revelar, on the other hand, is a well-known businessman. He also has everything in life including what Khrystal doesn't have—a good reputation. In an unforeseen circumstances, the two have to meet for business and unexpectedly created a bond with each other. Will that attachment remain as time goes on? In the midst of the filthy name that rests on Khrystal, will she still be able to show her true worth?

At an interview, my husband, Julian White, reveals that he has already allocated his assets properly. The host in charge of interviewing him makes a joking remark that he must have left large amounts of money to his son and wife. With a gentle smile on his face, Julian denies it softly. "I only left them enough money to sustain their lives. The rest of the assets are reserved for my adoptive daughter, Rosy, only. "This is a promise between me and her mom. I had promised her that I'd make sure her daughter would lead a lavish and worry-free life at her grave." When I hear Julian's statement, I pause in my actions of preparing a meal for the children. Then, I look up at the television in disbelief. Meanwhile, Julian is prattling on and on about his deceased first love, Vivian Bennett. Some time later, the host speaks up again. "Does your wife know about this?" Julian is left feeling taken aback for a moment. But his smile doesn't change at all. "She won't disagree with my decision. Over the years, she's been nothing but great to Rosy. Heck, she's even better than most caretakers out there." I take off my apron and walk out of the kitchen. Then, I scoop up my son, Jude White, who's in the middle of picking up toys for Rosy, into my arms and return to my room. It's been six long years, and I've finally had enough with this family. Since Julian doesn't intend to give me and Jude anything, then he can find himself another "caretaker".

Swastamita atau Pemandangan indah saat matahari terbenam ini menjadi saksi peristiwa nasi mawut di hari pertama masuk Universitas. Kejadian itu menjadi awal pertemuan Aileen si gadis junior baik hati dengan Nevan, senior yang tampan, kaya raya, pintar sekaligus menjadi pacar idaman mahasiswi di kampus. Atas kejadian itu, keduanya saling jatuh cinta. Aileen bahkan cinta mati dengan Nevan. Sayangnya, semakin dalam cinta Aileen kepada Nevan, Aileen mengetahui semua rahasia yang selama ini disembunyikan oleh Nevan. Meski Aileen telah mengetahui rahasia terbesar Nevan, namun Aileen membiarkan dirinya tetap menjadi budak cinta Nevan. Meski akhirnya Aileen menderita dan kecewa, namun Aileen tetap tidak mau melepaskan Nevan.

Being young and beautiful, Celeste is the only daughter of the Marcon Family and was raised by Don Andres Marcon and Dona Saffira Marcon in their province. She was known to be an in-demand event stylist and a successful event planner. Everything is fine with her life, but she doesn’t remember anything about her childhood to her adolescence. She always felt that something was always missing in her life –not until she found out the truth when an unknown man came named Allastair and he claimed that she was his.

Lauretta Blythe, terpaksa menjalani kehidupan bak Cinderella di karakter Disney. Ibu tirinya bilang, ia akan dibawa pergi oleh Pangeran berkuda putih seperti di negeri dongeng. Namun bukan seorang Pangeran yang Lauretta dapat, melainkan sosok monster berwajah tampan dengan iris mata kehijauan yang meneduhkan. Bernama Elderick Calderon Matthew. Ketua komplotan mafia bertopeng yang dikenal kejam oleh seluruh penjuru negara. Masa lalu kelam mengikat mereka seperti takdir benang merah. Ingin melepas, namun Lauretta sudah terlanjur jatuh hati dengan monster penuh kekurangan itu. Lauretta pun diharuskan menerima kenyataan pahit yang menyakitinya. Mungkinkah kisah klasik itu berakhir bahagia dengan kisah cinta yang rumit? Haruskah merelakan?

After I risked my life to save the Alpha King, he promised to grant me one wish. While everyone expected me to choose to mate with Kay, the current Alpha of Stormfang Pack, I publicly declared my intention to bind with Eli. He was Kay's half-brother, the illegitimate son of the former Alpha who had been exiled abroad. No one knows that I've died once before. In my past life, after I became Kay's fated mate, I diligently fulfilled my role as Luna. But he always favored my stepsister, Lia. That day, when the pack was attacked, I went to find him for protection. When I desperately found him, I discovered that Kai was desperately protecting Lea, and the two of them were even kissing passionately in danger. To shield Lia, he pushed me forward to face the rogue pack alone. I'll never forget the words he said as he left, holding the weeping Lia in his arms: "She needs protecting more than you do." So this time, I chose to give up on Kay. If I had to choose someone from Stormfang Pack for a mating bond, I'd rather choose Eli. I wanted to be in control of my own destiny. But this time, after I chose Eli as my mate, Kay went completely crazy.

Every Christmas Eve in Port Saint Giovanni, the Camerlano family hosts the Claiming Rite at Saint Giovanni Manor. Twelve girls stand in a line. Whoever receives the white-gold signet pin becomes the heir’s publicly acknowledged bride candidate. I am Grace Sorrento, the bastard daughter of the Sorrento family. If I do not receive that signet tonight, by sunrise I will be put on a plane to Chicago and married off to a Rizzo, a man rumored to have killed two former fiancées. Adrian Camerlano, the boy I grew up with, swore to me in blood three days ago that the signet would be mine. But when the moment came, his hand turned. With a smile, he pinned it on Lucia, the orphan his family had sponsored. Then he leaned close to my ear. "Let Lucia have her moment. No one has ever really looked at her before. Don’t worry. This is my estate. No one will dare arrange your marriage without my say." I grabbed his sleeve, but he removed my fingers one by one. "Lucia has no roots and no last name. Tonight is all she has. But you are a Sorrento. Even without the signet, no one will touch you." That phrase, no last name, drew every gaze in the ballroom toward me, full of pity and quiet mockery. The next morning, I boarded a flight to Chicago. When Adrian heard, he made one call to Port Saint Giovanni Air Control. "Ground every plane. Nothing leaves today!"

I loved and followed him around like a puppy for eight years until finally he noticed me. Hearing him ask me to be his wife was a dream come true. A fairytale. Or so I thought. Three years of marriage meant nothing to Nash. After trying everything I could to make him love me, I realized she never left his heart and was merely with me because I was a Callahan and that came with power. Because one night, he returned home with his first love and their son. My world shattered in silence, every dream I held onto crashing and burning to ashes. Sidelined and forced to watch him shower her with love and tenderness, I had no choice but to divorce him. I was going to leave and start my life afresh but then my husband and his mistress took from me what I'd never forgive them for. With a broken heart, I rose in anger and was ready to punish them both and make them pay for the pain they caused me.

It was the thirtieth anniversary of my alma mater, and I had been invited back to give a speech. But as I stepped on stage, my husband's illegitimate son rushed toward me, brandishing a knife. His accusations rang through the hall: I was a homewrecker, the woman who had driven his mother to her death. He went even further, kidnapping my daughter and threatening her safety unless I publicly read a letter of confession. I was beaten to within an inch of my life, my body battered and bruised. I demanded my husband come forward and confront the truth. Instead, he turned on me. "I was forced to be with you in the first place!" my husband spat, venom dripping from every word. "You're the real mistress!"