Ben Ten X Reader

En assistant à une somptueuse fête d'anniversaire avec mon demi-frère, je suis confrontée à un choc terrible. Ce n'est pas une fête comme les autres, c'est mon mariage. Avec un homme froid comme la glace, craint de tous, moi y compris. Il s'avère que mon demi-frère a une dette colossale et que je suis utilisée comme monnaie d'échange pour la régler. Ai-je le choix ? Non. Pas quand la Cosa Nostra est impliquée. Trois heures plus tard, je découvre une bague étincelante à mon doigt et un mari auquel je suis terrifiée à l'idée d'être liée. Ma vie vient de basculer dans l'horreur. Impossible de me cacher, impossible de fuir. Je n'ai d'autre choix que de me préparer au cauchemar qui m'attend et d'espérer survivre à ce mariage infernal.

Di bandara yang riuh, Elara harus merelakan separuh jiwanya pergi. Axel memilih terbang ke Tokyo, meninggalkan kota kecil—dan perempuan yang paling ia cintai—demi satu mimpi besar: menjadi seseorang yang pantas untuk Elara. Di antara janji, pelukan terakhir, dan air mata yang tak tertahan, mereka percaya bahwa cinta mampu menunggu, bahwa jarak hanya sementara. Namun, perpisahan tak pernah sesederhana janji. Saat langkah Axel menghilang di balik pintu keberangkatan, dunia Elara runtuh perlahan. Kesepian, ketakutan, dan rasa kehilangan menyesakkan dadanya—hingga tubuhnya sendiri memberi sinyal bahwa ada sesuatu yang tak beres. Sesuatu yang tak terduga. Sesuatu yang bisa mengubah segalanya. Ini bukan hanya kisah tentang cinta yang terpisah oleh jarak, melainkan tentang janji yang diuji waktu, dan sebuah perpisahan yang mungkin bukan sekadar perpisahan.

Di tengah keinginan memiliki keturunan, Rudi dan Amanda dihadapkan pada kenyataan pahit. Tiga rumah sakit telah mengkonfirmasi bahwa Rudi tidak mungkin bisa memiliki anak. Tekanan dari orang tua Rudi semakin meningkat, sehingga mereka menyarankan Amanda untuk mencari pria lain yang bisa membuahi dirinya. Awalnya, ide tersebut ditolak oleh Rudi dan Amanda. Namun, setelah pertimbangan panjang, mereka akhirnya setuju untuk melakukan metode tersebut. Mereka mulai mencari sosok pria yang sesuai harapan mereka, hingga akhirnya memutuskan untuk memilih Alex, adik ipar Amanda. Alex awalnya menolak tawaran tersebut, tetapi setelah diimingi uang 2 milyar rupiah, ia akhirnya setuju. Namun, yang tidak terduga adalah bahwa Alex dan Amanda justru saling jatuh cinta. Mereka menjalin hubungan terlarang di belakang Rudi dan adiknya Amanda. Pertanyaan yang menggantung adalah: Akankah hubungan Alex dan Amanda terbongkar oleh Rudi dan istri Alex? Apakah cinta mereka bisa bertahan, ataukah akan hancur oleh kebohongan dan pengkhianatan?

Anabella Putri Hengkara, seorang gadis yang baru saja lulus kuliah S1 di Kairo. Ia terpaksa pulang ke Indonesia karena permintaan orang tuanya. Tak lama dari kepulangannya ke Indonesia, sang Abi ingin menjodohkan Ana dengan anak sahabatnya, Sean Alexander Dinata. Seorang miliarder dan CEO di salah satu perusahaan ternama di Indonesia. Sebelum Ana mengetahui jika dirinya akan di jodohkan dengan Sean, Ana menyetujui perjodohan tersebut. Akan tetapi, setelah Ana tahu jika lelaki yang akan di jodohkan dengannya adalah sahabat di masa kecilnya Ana langsung menolaknya.Akankah Ana berubah pikiran dan menyetujui perjodohan tersebut?

Invisible. Overlooked. Forgotten. Avery Quinn has always lived in the shadow of her golden-boy twin brother, Ethan—the star athlete, the perfect son, the one everyone notices. Birthday parties, family dinners, school events—Avery’s presence feels more like background noise than a celebration of her own life. She’s the invisible girl, the quiet one, the forgotten. Then there’s Jaxon Carter—the handsome, magnetic captain of the football team and heir to a mysterious legacy no one suspects. Jaxon walks through Avery’s world with ease, surrounded by friends, girls, and power, yet hiding a secret that could change everything. When Avery’s birthday celebration crumbles under betrayal and humiliation, fate brings her face-to-face with Jaxon in a way neither expected. A spark ignites—raw, complicated, and forbidden. But Avery quickly learns that Jaxon’s world is darker and more dangerous than she ever imagined. And the line between ally and enemy blurs. In a high school where popularity reigns, secrets lurk in the shadows, and supernatural forces stir, Avery must find her voice, fight for her survival, and confront a destiny she never asked for.

Conned by Francis Slade, I sold my kidney to raise funds for his failed investment. And the house was bought with all my savings. But now, it had become their love nest. "Ms. Lane, you look like you were rolling around in a mud pit. What happened to you?" Whitney Jones smiled smugly. My already injured body trembled with anger when I saw her smug expression. Forcing myself to remain calm, I answered, "This is my home. What are you doing here?" In response, Francis glared at me angrily. "Whitney caught a cold, so I invited her over to take a hot shower. Can't you even tolerate such small acts of kindness?" Whitney had accidentally stepped on blood that was flowing from my leg. She instinctively grabbed Francis out of fear. With a trembling voice, she told him, "Francis, I think she's injured." I knew Francis thought I was just trying to gain his sympathy again. "Alright now, Whitney will be sleeping in your room tonight. Once you're done with the act, go clean yourself up and set up a bed for her." If she was after my room, she could have it. If she was after the man who never loved me, she could have him.

Rivergate's most elite social circle had always shared an unspoken rule. Men were free to play the field as they pleased, drifting from one woman to the next. Women, on the other hand, were only allowed a single, discreet indulgence on the day they came of age—a privately hired "life assistant" meant to take care of their physical needs. … On my coming-of-age day, I picked Elliot at first glance from a hundred applicants who came in for interviews. He wore gold-rimmed glasses, looked composed and restrained, and carried himself with a calm maturity that set him apart. He was steady, meticulous, and obsessively clean. The only condition he agreed to was that there would be no bodily contact—hands only. And after every encounter, he would scrub his hands with disinfectant alcohol a hundred times. Over five years, the empty bottles alone were enough to circle the villa seven times. I used to think that one day, I'd help him overcome his barriers and truly make him mine. That illusion shattered the night I got drunk and accidentally wandered into Elliot's room. Hidden beneath his pillow was a DV camera, and inside were several videos of him pleasuring himself. On the screen, the same man who had always been calm and rational with me was staring at the lingerie of the adopted sister who had caused my mother's death, his Adam's apple bobbing as he moaned her name, "Chloe… I love you…" Only then did I realize that every step he had taken toward me had never been about me at all. It had always been a carefully concealed, long-nurtured love for her. So, it was very odd that he cried when I took my adopted sister's place in marrying someone else.

Deux inconnus dans un ascenseur en panne, entre deux étages d'un hôtel anonyme. Lui, les mains encore marquées par un récent accident. Elle, les lèvres teintées du rouge à lèvres qu'elle vient d'effacer nerveusement. Pas de noms. Pas d'histoires. Seulement l'espace exigu qui rétrécit à chaque expiration. L'électricité statique qui fait crépiter la laine. Un regard accroché à un poignet, une veine qui bat sous la peau fine. La chaleur devient palpable, suffocante. La première parole est un juron étouffé. Le premier contact n'est pas une main, mais un souffle contre une tempe. L'étreinte qui suit est une affaire de survie, une tentative désespérée de prouver qu'ils sont encore vivants face à l'étreinte de fer qui les emprisonne. C'est brutal, urgent, sans fioriture. Le cuir de sa ceinture laisse une marque sur sa hanche. L'agrafe de son collier lui griffe la nuque. Dans l'obscurité intermittente des lampes de secours, ils se dévorent. Chaque baiser est une question sans réponse, chaque morsure une ponctuation. Ils extirpent l'un de l'autre des gémissements qu'ils ne se connaissaient pas, des peurs qu'ils n'avouaient pas. Ils sont à la fois le remède et le poison, l'oxygène et la privation. Quand les lumières se rallument et que l'ascenseur repart avec un grondement sourd, ils se séparent comme on se scarifie. Aucune promesse. Juste l'odeur de l'autre sur la peau, indélébile. Elle sort à son étage, il descend au rez-de-chaussée. Leurs vies respectives les attendent, inchangées en apparence. Mais quelque chose a cédé. Quelque chose a brûlé. Et chacun, dans son silence, porte désormais la mémoire brûlante de cette chute libre partagée, de cet instant parfaitement égoïste et absolu où ils n'ont été que chair, pulsion et vérité crue.

Her blood launched a thousand werewolves to fight in a war. For centuries powerful werewolf packs have been fighting for power. And now, they are not just fighting for power and influence, but fighting to have Luna and her blood. She was the alpha prince mate. A human mate with powerful blood that can give werewolves strength. Hector was bound to protect his human mate. They found themselves in a situation where they need to protect each other until their last breath. Their love for each other became a possible strength in an actual weakness.

Amara Wilson's life was a silent prison under her stepfather's abuse. Driven by greed and debt, he sells her into a transactional marriage with the formidable Italian Mafia boss, Emiliano Valenti. For Emiliano, cold and scarred by betrayal, Amara is a mere contractual solution—a means to an heir, with a strict expectation of obligation, not love. Amara accepts her fate, hiding the secret of her brutal past and the bruises beneath her elegant new facade. ​The silence breaks when Emiliano spots a fading handprint on her neck. This tiny mark ignites a furious, unexpected protectiveness, clashing with his ingrained cynicism. His suspicion leads him to task his right-hand man, Matteo, with an investigation into the Wilson family. Matteo uncovers a shocking web of manipulation, violence, and treachery surrounding Amara’s stolen inheritance and her father’s suspicious death. As Emiliano learns the full extent of her stepfather's cruelty, his indifference transforms into a burning need for justice and vengeance. ​Forced into shared quarters, the terrified Amara finds unexpected solace in Emiliano's demanding presence, even waking up safe in his arms. Emiliano, battling the ghosts of his past, struggles with the confusing pull he feels toward his quiet, resilient wife, determined to become the protector she desperately needs. As their opulent world clashes with Amara's dark secrets, their transactional arrangement begins to unravel. Can a marriage born of debt and fear ignite a slow, consuming love strong enough to withstand the violent path of retribution? This is a story of healing, hidden strength, and a powerful Mafia boss who finds the greatest treasure in the heart of the woman he bought.