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Does true love exist? Without love, IS a life worth living Ect... So many possible answers but without an ounce of certainty but one thing IS certain "You can never trust what you see " something that Caleb, the future king of Azurah, must forget. He tries to answer his two questions After having chased away the one he loved above all, for adultery with her little brother, and, his marriage immediately afterward with her sister. " LOVE " with a Capital L IS no longer for her. She has already given enough, but if she had to do it again she would make the same choices that caused her downfall but that allowed her to meet wonderful people, her brothers, to receive the unconditional love of her children To grow up to be feared and respected by herself and nightmares she only has one thing that she would have liked to say 7 years ago " To hell with Caleb " PS: this story comes directly from my imagination the places, the customs, and everything was invented

She was raped by her boyfriend on convocational day. He left her and run away. She got pregnant and gave birth to a twins, seven years later he came back with a wife and a six years old boy. So he want her to be his back.

I knew perfectly well that people from the Emirates do not eat pork. Yet this time, I watched in silence as my husband's childhood sweetheart insisted on placing a pork dish on the table. In fact, I even supported her decision. In my past life, when our company hosted a welcome banquet for powerful investors from the Emirates, she had been desperate to flaunt her cooking. Against all reason, she forced a pork dish onto the menu. I stopped her then. I explained that pork was forbidden by religious belief, and that offending the investors could cost us everything. If they withdrew their funding, the company's finances would collapse overnight. She took my warning as jealousy. In a fit of rage, she ran out of the banquet hall and was struck by a car, leaving her in a permanent vegetative state. I thought my husband would break down. Instead, he remained calm, stayed through the dinner, and secured the investment in surprisingly calmness. The truth revealed itself later. After the company went public, he brought me abroad under the guise of business, only to drag me onto a medical ship in international waters. As my kidney was cut from my body, I cried and asked him why. His answer came with a slap. "If you hadn't been jealous back then... If you hadn't tried to sabotage her, she wouldn't have ended up like that." I died in agony on the operating table. After my death, he used the money from selling my organs to cure his beloved childhood sweetheart, and the two of them went on to live rich, comfortable lives together. And then I opened my eyes again, back to the very day she decided to serve pork to the clients.

Kathilyn Winston, a 20-year-old woman who lived with her biological aunt and uncle in New York after the death of her parents by a murder. One day, her aunt and uncle were in debt with Luca Cambridge, Isaac Cambridges adoptive father. Upon their debt, Kathilyn’s aunt and uncle made a deal to marry their biological daughter off to Isaac Cambridge. Hearing the rumors about the Cambridge family that gained their wealth by brutal and cruel means, they forced Kathilyn to disguise as their daughter and marry her off with Isaac. On the day of their wedding, Kathilyn fled the wedding and disappeared. After a year of being on the run in Texas, Kathilyn bumped into her fiance Isaac by the street.

Dying from wolfsbane, I came back six months into carrying his pup. I went straight to a witch, begged for a potion to slow down the pup's growth. Choked it down. Then every day, I padded my belly with rabbit fur and kept up the act. In my first life, Emily and I went into labor on the same day. She popped out a perfect silver-white pup. Me? A white wolf giving birth to some scrappy mutt. James—Alpha of Ebonfang Pack—looked me dead in the eye and swore I betrayed him. I begged him to test the pup's blood. He did. Results came back: father was from an enemy pack. He called me a traitor, said I slept with the enemy, cut the bond, and threw me out. Five years rogue gutted my wolf. Then he showed up again. Guilt all over his face. "Emily got played by a Darkclaw wolf. She's just an omega—she wouldn't have survived going rogue. I had to swap the pups. Didn't you get the supplies I sent? Whatever, it's over. I'll take care of you now." Emily shot me a look full of venom and passed me a teapot. Didn't even get a word out before the wolfsbane kicked in. I died choking, eyes wide, body frozen. But now? I'm back. I know everything. Let's see how they plan to win this time.

Emile Burke was your classic happy-go-lucky girl till she fell in love .... fell in love with someone who didn't love her. Emile fell in love with Daniel at first sight but Daniel had someone he liked. She knew she was destined for disappointment till fate played a trick which bound her to her first love by marriage. Despite fate's intervention and the marrying her dream lover, Emile's life went from miserable to more miserable.... Will Daniel see her devotion and love for him? Or Will Emile wake from her obsession of holding on to her first love?

ซุยหลันซีทะลุมิติมายังปี 1985 อยู่ในร่างของคุณหนูตกอับที่ไร้ทั้งทรัพย์สินและครอบครัว เธอต้องเริ่มต้นชีวิตใหม่ท่ามกลางความยากลำบาก พร้อมทั้งสร้างอนาคตและความรักครั้งใหม่กับชายหนุ่มผู้แสนเย็นชา เขาจะกลายเป็นแสงสว่างในยุคมืดของเธอ..ได้ไหม?

…“And sweet love,” I said, addressing the scared lady on the bed. “You didn’t steal my man. In fact, you have finally liberated me. Thanks for the favour,” I added before taking a picture of them. Sophia decides to escape from the wreckages of a failed marriage and enjoy her newfound freedom. She soon finds unexpected sanctuary in the arms of a man who is twice her age, a silver-fox tycoon with immaculate charm. Their romance ignites against a backdrop of bustling corporate affairs and simmering personal battles. As Sophia's past demons and Dominick's vengeful ex-wife converge like storm fronts, their love becomes both shield and target. Her daughter's safety is now and stake and Sophia must become a mother, a lover and a warrior to navigate the dark crevices of betrayals and half-truths. Would the love between her and her new found romance be the key to their salvation or would it mean their downfall?

The night before my wedding, I was in a terrible car accident. I fell into a coma, and my body was broken and bruised. While I lay unconscious, my fiancé called off the engagement and married his childhood sweetheart instead. My mother went to demand justice on my behalf—but never made it back. She died in a sudden, brutal accident along the way. In that moment of chaos, it was my childhood friend who stepped in. He knelt on one knee outside the hospital with a wedding gift of a hundred thousand dollars and quietly handled my mother's funeral. I was wheeled into surgery. I lived, but was left with a permanent disability. And still, he promised to stay by my side, for life. I was deeply moved. We got married. But five years later, I overheard him talking to his secretary. "Mr. Davidson, you arranged for someone to hit your wife with a car, just so Lucy could marry the one she loved. Aren't you afraid she'll find out?" "For Lucy, there's nothing I wouldn't do. I've already given Ruby the rest of my life. Isn't that enough?" I covered my mouth, holding back a sob. Only then did I realize—the marriage I believed in had been a lie all along. So be it. I'll disappear and let him be with the woman he truly loves.

The day I was awarded the highest service medal, I got a call that my grandfather had died. My superiors approved emergency leave, and I rushed straight back to the family estate without stopping. The moment I reached the hillside cemetery behind the house, what I saw snapped something inside me. Our family burial ground had been completely leveled. My parents' graves had been dug open. Their urns had been turned into flower pot bases, with dark-red roses planted right on top of them. My grandfather's coffin had been split apart. His body was left exposed in the dirt, already starting to rot. And my younger brother, Jerry Horton, who was on the autism spectrum, was being ordered around like a laborer by my husband's assistant, Digby Wolfe, hauling construction materials back and forth. I lost it. I grabbed Digby and slammed him into the ground with a hard shoulder throw. "You touched my family's graves and made my brother do manual labor. Are you trying to get buried here with them?" Digby coughed up blood as he struggled to his feet, sneering at me. "This was Mr. Gray's decision. He said your family plot is in a good location, with plenty of space. It's perfect for building a golf course for the future Mrs. Gray. In Joule, Mr. Gray is the law." His tone was icy. "And who do you think you are?" I swallowed my rage and called Marshall Gray. "I hear you run Joule," I said. "Well, I'm about to change that."