Barakamon Live Action Sub Indo Novels & Stories

He and She met and had a contract marriage. On the other hand, she had two identities, one was the identity of Addison who was betrayed by her fiance and foster sister and the other was his childhood lover whom he had been in search of for ten years. Was this a misconception? Or was it a scheme on her part? When the predestination of two unknown men and women begins to intertwine, who's going to win in the game of love and supremacy?

"… Are you planning on making me someone else?" I asked, my bottom lip trembling slightly as I began to realize what I had gotten myself into. "Too many questions." He stared straight at me, and then his lips spread in a sly smirk, "You are right, anyways. You are no longer who you used to be. What is your name?" "Persephone Walters." I told him with a hidden plea in my voice. Please don't make me disappear… "From now on, that person is dead. You will now be my girlfriend, and wife-to-be, the elegant Kassandra Aaron." ______________________ She’s a mechanic. He’s one of the richest CEOs in the state. She is also his girlfriend's doppelgänger, and he only needs her as his substitute mistress until his real girlfriend returns, to save his father's business. Falling for each other seems impossible, mostly because Aiden sees another woman through her. However, when his real girlfriend returns, the contract meets its end and they find out that things are not on the original track. How does CEO—Isaac Bates remind himself that the mechanic—Persephone Walters is way out of his league? How do they defeat the numerous obstacles that stand against their love?

Auralia was once a loving family woman, but all that changed when she contracted an incurable illness. Now she's been unfrozen by a ruthless celebrity in a future world. She must submit to him to pay back the debt her life has created in a world that treats those cured as slaves for the rich

Two days before her wedding, my elder sister, Sophia, vanished into thin air, leaving behind a cryptic note. She was supposed to marry the most influential man in the country, Mr. Vaughn Slade - a man rumored to be old, ugly, and disfigured. The whispers were that no woman wanted to marry him, and now my parents were demanding that I replace Sophia as his bride. I was horrified. Not only was I already in a loving relationship with my boyfriend, Julian, but I also knew that Vaughn Slade had specifically chosen Sophia. Desperate for help, I turned to Julian, who happened to be Vaughn Slade's nephew. But what I found was shocking - Julian in bed with my cousin, Rachel. My world was shattered.

It had been four years since Alice Pricilla Oliver and Morgan Alexander got married, but there was no love between them. Morgan used to be very kind and always adored Alice, but he never touched her even though they slept in the same bed. On their fourth wedding anniversary, Morgan brought another woman to their home, he gave Alice divorce papers. No one knew that Alice and Morgan were married for these four years as their marriage was kept a secret. Alice found out that she was just a surrogate wife who was not loved by her husband. Actually, Morgan married Alice because she received a donor heart from Morgan's fiancée who passed away 5 years ago. Will Morgan ever return to Alice?

Blackmailed into substituting her step sister on her wedding night, Christine Carter sacrifices her first time to protect her father. Hunter Gray, the groom, is unaware that the one he is ravishing is not his real bride, and he's oblivious that his exquisite wedding night resulted in a pregnancy. Five years later, Hunter is a divorced man who's been in a dark place for two years, he happens to fall in love at first sight with Christine during a flight. Christine on the other hand is annoyed that he has the audacity to flirt with her, she only cares for her child. But what will Christine do when she'd find out that she needs to work closely with Hunter? And how will she hide the truth from her genius son? ~~~~~~~~~~ ‘His musky mint flavor intoxicates her senses and soothes her mind. Her body feels like it was fed with something she craved for a long time. “Mommy, daddy, not in front of the kids, go inside!” Ethan protests, pulling at their clothes and that's the instant she comes to her senses and tries to break the kiss.’ ~~~~~~~~~~ ‘"He is my daddy. How can I not insist? I want my daddy and my mommy together.” “He is not you daddy, sweetie.” She lies, waves of guilt washing over her. “I don't know why you are lying, mommy, but I can only assume you have your reasons. He is my daddy, I can tell."’ ~~~~~~~~~~ ‘"I want a big family, mommy!” Her angel cries out, interrupting her train of thought. “Did you and daddy make me a sister on your trip?"’

"Zeke, was I just a substitute?" I asked, my voice trembling. "All these years, was I nothing but a replacement?" But then again, he remained silent. And I took that as a 'yes' to my questions. "It's over. The sooner you accept that, the better." Zeke's cold expression remained unchanged. - Discovering she was just a stand-in for her husband's ex, Vivienne Lancaster divorced billionaire Ezekiel Harrington. She signed the papers and walked out of his life, secretly pregnant with twins. Years later, when Ezekiel's company was on the brink of collapse, he needed the help of the elusive and influential mystery designer Viatrix. Little did he know, the designer he had been chasing was none other than Vivienne—his ex-wife. Vivienne had returned and she was ready to get revenge and reclaim her life, while Ezekiel had to face his past mistakes. Could he win back the woman he had taken for granted, or would he fail chasing the billionaire's substitute ex-wife?

At the age of twenty-two, Cecy Smith had no interest in marriage. Her sole focus was obtaining her Ph.D. by the time she turned twenty-five; everything else felt like a distraction. Cecy , widely regarded as a naive and studious young woman, had never considered marrying until her twin sister, Barbara, became involved with a billionaire. In a short span of time, Cecy found herself taking her sister's place, as Barbara abandoned the marriage, leaving Cecy to sort out the aftermath. As Cecy attempts to navigate this unconventional situation, she becomes entangled in a complex web of emotions, caught between her loyalty to her sister and her newfound feelings for Zacky, the man who had shown her kindness and affection. Will she choose to remain in the marriage, or will she protect the love she has found with Zacky? Can she outsmart her sister's cunning tactics as she embarks on a life with her husband, all while secrets slowly unravel?

My daughter was violated and killed, yet her death was ruled a suicide. After seven failed appeals, I kidnapped the chief prosecutor’s daughter. I tied the chief prosecutor’s daughter to an autopsy table and publicly addressed the prosecutor’s office in a live stream. “I performed the autopsy myself. My daughter didn’t kill herself. She was murdered. “I’ll give you seven chances. Release the actual evidence and name the murderer publicly. Each time a chance runs out, I’ll remove one of her body parts.” The chief prosecutor and his wife knelt on the floor. They begged me desperately to spare their daughter. “The evidence proves your daughter took her own life. Stop this madness now and let my daughter go. She’s innocent.” Viewers in the live stream called me insane. They said I had lost my mind with grief and was taking it out on an innocent person. I ignored their contempt. With a sneer, I picked up a scalpel and pressed it against the judge’s daughter’s abdomen. “The clock is ticking. Hurry up and reveal the true murderer now.” I knew perfectly well the real murderer was watching the stream at that very moment.

To pay off my student loans, I started doing spicy streams online. I never thought I'd actually blow up. Every night, my audience floods the chat, fawning over my face and my body. I love the attention, and I work hard to give them what they want. Until I was dropped into a horror game. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a rotting corpse. And for some reason, my livestream was still running. When the game’s Boss told us all to pick a weapon to die by. The other players all chose to die of old age, or peacefully in their sleep like a baby. I turned my phone to face the boss. "My fans think you're hot," I stammered. "They want me to be killed by... well, by the weapon between your legs. They said 'deeply.' Is that... an option?" The other players whispered among themselves. “This woman must have a death wish.” “Just watch. The Boss is about to tear her to shreds.” But no one expected the Boss to blush.