Bensley Design Studio

Satu tahun menikah, Sofie mendapat fakta mencengangkan bahwa bukan dirinya wanita yang suaminya cintai. Dia digugat cerai tepat di hari satu tahun pernikahannya dengan Anggara. Ternyata, selama ini dia dijadikan sebagai istri pengganti sampai kekasihnya kembali. Demi mempertahankan rumah tangganya yang selama ini baik-baik saja, Sofie menolak perceraian itu. Namun, Anggara justru membawa kekasihnya pulang dan tinggal bersama. Setiap hari bersikap mesra bahkan tidur di kamar yang sama. Tidak tahan melihat semua itu membuat Sofie menyerah. Dia menerima perceraian itu dan menikmati masa kehancurannya. Beruntung, dia bertemu dengan Oxel, pria yang menawarinya pernikahan dengan segala kemewahan. Seperti apa kelanjutan kisah Sofie dan Oxel? Mampukah Sofie menunjukkan pada Anggara bahwa dia bisa bahagia meski tanpanya? Cover by AI and design by me Cerita ini dipublikasikan pada 13 Januari 2025

My girlfriend and I were reborn, returning to the cramped basement apartment we rented right after graduation. We silently walked out the door together, neither of us mentioning staying together. She went abroad with her childhood sweetheart to further her studies while I stayed behind, grinding away at my company. Seven years later, she became a rising young designer with a bright future and a happy family. I was still grinding away at the same company. When we met again, she clung to her childhood sweetheart's arm, looking down at my slightly disheveled state with a mocking smile. "Long time no see. How did you end up looking like a beggar?" I ignored her. However, later, when the powerful, world-renowned CEO of a top design firm clung to my arm, acting sweetly, her face twisted with panic. "Alex Prescott! How can you be so close with another woman?!"

Elyse Anne Villasis living on her own and want a simple and peaceful life. She just wanted to finish her course in college as an interior design student. But she can't hide the truth that she is the illegitimate child of the Governor who abandoned her and her mother a long time ago. On their trip to a museum, there is a strange lady who gave her a painting. When she got home and check it, it was a painting of a handsome guy wearing Korean traditional clothes. But Elyse feels something strange while staring at the painting of the guy especially in his eyes, it seems that it is real. That night, Elyse heard footsteps and she guessed that it was a thief but when she checks her place, no one was in there. The next night, Elyse decided to pretend asleep and set a trap in her place to catch the thief but when she was about to catch it, she noticed that the guy is missing in the painting. Then, she heard a loud noise of cooking ware in the kitchen, and what she found out to make her jaw dropped. The guy in the painting looking at her in shock with a slice of bread in his mouth.

In the charming town of Snowfall Valley, Selina Everhart’s heart once overflowed with Christmas joy. But after a devastating breakup and the loss of her mother, the holiday season became a painful reminder of all she had lost. When her best friend Celine convinces her to design the town’s Winter Wonderland, Selina reluctantly agrees, hoping to honor her mother’s memory. But everything changes when Sebastian Frost, a quiet architect with a mysterious past, enters her life. As their connection deepens, Selina learns that Sebastian’s past is tied to the tragedy that shattered her world. Tensions rise when her ex-fiancé, Victor, returns to win her back, and Selina is forced to confront her unresolved feelings for both men. Just as her heart begins to heal, a shocking revelation leaves her questioning everything. With the magic of Christmas around them, Selina and Sebastian must navigate betrayal, secrets, and a love that could either save or destroy them. Will Selina rediscover her belief in love and the holiday season—or will her heart remain lost forever?

Riven Vale is Hollywood’s star boy—talented, handsome, untouchable. But when a late-night scandal with a billionaire’s son explodes across every tabloid, his once-soaring career crashes to dust. To quell the frenzy, his team ships him off to a sleepy coastal town in Maine, ostensibly “to rest and recharge.” Unofficially? He stumbled onto something dark: a clandestine meeting between studio executives and a shadowy investor, planning to traffic stolen military tech.He refused their hush-money,and the threats began. At the edge of a misty harbor stands Kael Quinn, a rugged carpenter with a haunted gaze and zero patience for movie stars. Riven doesn’t recognize him at first, but Kael remembers the boy who crushed a small-town heart in high school—and walked away without a second glance. This time, he’s not letting Riven leave until he makes amends. Only, Kael doesn't just want an apology; he wants the truth, the whole story, and he’s ready to use every tool in his belt to pry it out. “Tell me, Hollywood—do you kiss better when you're lying, or when you're scared?” Tension ignites into obsession as Riven fights to stay alive—and to win back the man he once broke. With every secret laid bare, they’re drawn together by danger, by guilt, by the promise of something more. But the label’s mercenaries are closing in, and in a town too quiet to be safe, love might be the deadliest risk of all.

Isang gabi ng kasalanan. Isang lihim na pagbubuntis. At isang lalaking hindi niya kailanman inaakalang kailangang harapin muli. Wala sa plano ni Evelyn Ramirez ang mahulog sa tukso habang nasa isang Mediterranean resort. Isang gabi lang ‘yon—isang gabing puno ng init, paglimos ng kalayaan, at pagkalimot sa mundo. Walang pormal na pagkakakilala. Walang pangako. Isang lihim na dapat kalimutan. Pero pagbalik niya sa Maynila, isang dalawang linya sa pregnancy test ang gumising sa bangungot. At ang lalaking responsable? Si Cassian Alcott—isang half-British, half-Filipino heir ng isang makapangyarihang pamilya at, sa hindi niya alam na kapalaran, ang may-ari ng studio kung saan siya nagtatrabaho. Evelyn wants to run. Pero sa piling ni Cassian, walang ligtas na taguan. Hindi siya ang tipong pinapaalis ng isang lalaki tulad nito—lalong hindi kapag may nakataya na. “Marry me,” bulong ni Cassian. “Not because I have to… but because I won’t let you go through this alone.” Sa mundo ng yaman, intriga, at mapanirang bulung-bulungan, paano pipiliin ni Evelyn ang sarili… kung ang puso niya ay unti-unting nahuhulog sa lalaking dapat sana’y isang gabi lang sa kan’yang buhay?

“I want a divorce!” Angela said, staring at her young and handsome husband with her head high. “You had the nerve to tell me that? Fine! Who wants to stay married to an ugly and stupid woman?” Sky Mars scoffed, looking at her from head to toe. “How much do you want from me?” He asked, thinking she only married him for his money. “I don’t need your money, Sky. Only that,” Angela pointed at the beautiful handmade quilt on the bed. “Not only you’re ugly and stupid, but you’re also crazy. Take this, sign the divorce papers, and don’t ever come back,” He took the blue peacock design comforter on the bed, throwing it at her. She picked up the quilt that landed on the floor and turned her back on him, hugging the soft fabric as she walked toward the door. She did not bother correcting him that she is not ugly and stupid, but crazy? Maybe. She was probably insane falling in love with Sky, that not only the name and status is beyond her reach but also his heart.

I attended a party that was supposed to kick off my career in Jewelry design and make me rich and famous. But that didn't go as planned, I did not meet any clients and I didn't climb up the social ladder like I imagined. All I got was the attention of a paranoid, possessive billionaire that would do anything, I mean anything at all, just to keep me by his side. “Why, Felix? What do you want from me?” I let out in frustration and sadness. He smiled and walked towards me, pulling me closer and forcing my face up to gaze into his eyes, “By now you should know the answer to that question, cupcake. I want you, Selina, and I won’t let you get away from me.” He affirmed in a hoarse tone that made me hate and love him at the same time. His words are always revealing his deep and possessive affection for me. "What am I suppose to do now, how can I hate and love him at the same time?"

Di hari pernikahan, tunanganku malah kabur dan menikahi adikku. Di tengah rasa malu di depan semua orang, tiba-tiba William berlutut di hadapanku, meminta aku menikah dengannya. Di kota ini, tak ada yang tidak mengenal William, bujangan emas yang terkenal, idaman semua wanita lajang. Namun, justru dia yang memakaikan cincin di jariku dan menyatakan cinta, “Aku selalu mencintaimu diam-diam. Terima kasih pada takdir karena memberiku kesempatan untuk menghabiskan sisa hidupku bersamamu.” Kami pun menikah. Dia selalu memperlakukanku dengan sangat baik dan semua orang tahu bahwa William tidak akan mencintai siapapun selain aku. Hingga di tahun ketujuh pernikahan kami, aku tak sengaja masuk ke studio lukisnya. Di sana, ada ribuan lukisan Ivy, adikku. Setiap lukisan itu bagaikan pernyataan cinta yang lembut darinya untuk Ivy. Pria yang kucintai itu bahkan pernah berdoa dengan sungguh-sungguh: asal Ivy bisa bahagia, aku rela mengorbankan segalanya, termasuk nyawaku. Ternyata cinta selama tujuh tahun hanya sebuah kebohongan. Sejak awal, yang dia cintai hanyalah Ivy. Kalau begitu, biar akulah yang mundur. Tiga hari kemudian, aku pun pergi. Aku hanya mendoakan William dan Ivy hidup bahagia hingga tua nanti.

I set fire to my painting in front of the entire academy. Thunderous applause erupts from the crowd as everyone thinks it's some kind of performance art. Unlike them, Willow Laurent is distraught. She rushes up and grabs my hand, questioning in a shrill voice, "Cassidy Seymour, have you gone mad? This is your only chance to prove yourself!" I shake her hand off me coldly. My only chance? No… What she means is that it's her chance. In my past life, I created this masterpiece with all my heart and soul. But she stole it from me and submitted it as her entry first. Whether it was the composition, the colors, or even my original dot-stippling technique… She replicated every detail flawlessly. Then, she won the National Young Artists Gold Award, signed with a top gallery, and became a rising star. And what about me? I was condemned as a shameless plagiarist. Insults and curses gradually drowned me. "You shouldn't be an artist!" "Plagiarists are scum! They should just die!" Her fans stormed into my studio, smashed my art supplies, and broke my right hand. As I saw no end to the hell that I was living in, I jumped down from the top floor of my studio. When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the very day she first accuses me of plagiarism.