Betty White

Twelve years of love, loyalty, and promises—shattered in one gunshot moment. Aria thought she knew what love meant: sacrifices, patience, blind faith in the man she'd called her fiancé for over a decade. But on Valentine's Day, with a gun pointed in their direction, Liam instinctively shielded his ex, Sophia—while Aria was left bleeding and invisible. "You almost died!" "And he didn't even look at me, Lili. He wrapped his arms around her like I was nothing." Torn between heartbreak and dignity, Aria makes a bold move—marrying Liam's wealthy rival, Aiden Carter, in an impulsive act of revenge. But Aiden is more than a rebound. He's powerful, possessive, and unexpectedly protective—and he plays for keeps. Now caught between a love that failed her, and a man who may demand more than she's ready to give… Aria's heart faces the ultimate reckoning. Will she finally become someone's first choice—or lose herself trying?

Roo has a big secret that she keeps not only from all the wolves in Winchester, but from her mate as well. Her mate who also happens to be the Alpha. While Roo is trying to keep her identity and rare abilities a secret, she suspects that the Alpha has one of his own. Can Roo keep the mate bond a secret? Can she continue avoiding the pack she wants nothing to do with? Can she find out the Alpha's secret without falling to her desires?

Brenda thought her life was perfect, but her love story did not end up the way she wanted to. Her turned into a nightmare when her lover, Pablo, had an affair with a younger woman because she cannot conceive a child.

Seorang wanita muda asal Indonesia, memulai perjalanan kariernya disebuah perusahaan di Jakarta. Ia mendapatkan kesempatan langka untuk mengerjakan proyek satu perusahaan besar di New York, ini merupakan batu loncatan yang dapat mengubah hidupnya. Namun, dibalik itu, ia dihantui oleh rasa minder akibat masalah bau tubuh yang ia alami. Meskipun sudah berusaha berbagai cara untuk mengatasinya, bau tubuhnya selalu menjadi bayang-bayang yang mengganggu setiap interaksi sosial, membuatnya merasa terisolasi dan tidak percaya diri. Di tengah perjuangannya untuk mengatasi rasa rendah diri, Emily bertemu dengan Mr.Whiteller, pria yang menarik dan misterius. Tatapan matanya yang tajam dan sikap profesional yang dingin membuat Emily merasa terkesan, namun juga cemas. Apakah bau tubuhnya akan mengganggu pria itu? Apakah Mr. Whiteller akan menerima dirinya dengan segala kekurangannya? Rasa takut dan harapan bercampur aduk dalam hatinya. Emily merasa terjebak antara keinginannya untuk lebih dekat dengan pria itu dan ketakutannya akan penolakan. Suatu hari, Mr. Whiteller meminta bantuan Emily untuk memilih beberapa barang dekorasi untuk rumahnya. Kesempatan ini membuat Emily semakin gugup, terlebih lagi ia khawatir bau tubuhnya akan tercium. Namun, tak disangka, kesempatan tersebut malah mengubah dinamika hubungan mereka. Mr. Whiteller mulai menunjukkan perhatian lebih padanya, dan Emily, yang awalnya merasa tak pantas, mulai merasakan ada harapan baru dalam dirinya. Apakah mungkin Mr. Whiteller melihat dirinya lebih dari sekadar partner kerja? Ataukah ia hanya merasa kasihan? Namun, seiring berjalannya waktu, hubungan mereka menjadi semakin rumit. Emily berusaha keras mengatasi insekuritasnya, sementara perasaan antara dia dan Mr. Whiteller berkembang, meskipun banyak hal yang belum terungkap di antara mereka. Emily merasa berada dipersimpangan antara memperjuangkan hubungan yang belum jelas dan tetap berfokus pada impian dan kariernya. Tantangan terbesar datang ketika Emily menyadari bahwa tak semua perjuangan membuahkan hasil yang diharapkan. Dalam perjalanan mencari penerimaan diri dan cinta sejati, Emily harus menghadapi kenyataan pahit—bahwa harapan seringkali tidak selalu terwujud.

I've been pregnant for six months, but my Alpha mate, William, has delayed our mating ceremony 29 times. He's waiting for his adopted sister, Rita, to find a mate so they can have a "two-couple mating ceremony." The 30th time I altered the waist of my beloved mating ceremony dress, the bridal shop assistant looked embarrassed, "Miss, this dress really can't be widened anymore. How about you choose another one?" Disappointment rose in my throat like bile. I called William, asking when the ceremony would finally happen. But William said: "I will give you an unforgettable mating ceremony, but Rita's mate hasn't been matched yet. Darling, can you wait a little longer? We shouldn't ruin her whole life over such a small thing, right? I know you'll understand. You're always so kind." My heart clenched suddenly. So, my dream mating ceremony is just a small thing. Rita's sweet, high-pitched voice chimed in: "Brother, my mating ceremony dress matches yours so perfectly!" That was the moment I realized I was never the one being chosen. I looked down at my round pregnant belly, tears slipping quietly from the corners of my eyes. Then, with a trembling hand, I dialed the number that had always been waiting for me. "I'm ready to leave." After the call ended, the clerk cautiously asked: "Would you like to choose another one?" "No. Just cancel it, please." I took one last glance at the dress that would never belong to me. If this ceremony was never for me, then I won't stay for it.

It has been 99 times that Henry and I have filed the application for divorce and then withdrawn it. Each time before finalizing the divorce, Henry always waits for me to humbly beg him to stay married. I turned down the offer to be the chief composer at a famous studio in Vienna because Henry didn't want a long-distance relationship. I deleted all my male friends because Henry didn't want me to be too friendly to them. I stopped wearing red lipstick, composing, and traveling alone, because he said married women should stay at home instead of being impulsive. Only after I finally manage to appease him will he allow me to withdraw the divorce application. After my 100th divorce application, as I was leaving, the deputy clerk asked me curiously: "So, when are you going to withdraw your application this time?" I looked at Henry's cold back in front of me, forced to smile with tears, and told myself in my heart— This time, there will be no withdrawal of the application. After the 30-day cooling-off period, we'll be officially divorced. But why did his love only find its voice when I had already walked away?

The Alpha of our pack decreed that his heir’s mate must be chosen from a decent background. But the next Alpha, Bleiz, chose me as his mate—a slave picked up by a healer. For me, Bleiz gave up his inheritance and endured ninety-nine lashes, blood soaking through his shirt. Still, he smiled at me and said, “Nancy, don’t be afraid. You’re the only one I want as my future Luna.” Later, the Alpha finally relented, agreeing to let Bleiz and me elope, but Bleiz had to leave an heir for the family. Since then, the words Bleiz said to me most often were: “Please wait.” The first time, Bleiz asked me to wait—for him to get another omega pregnant. The second time, Bleiz asked me to wait again, because the first child was a daughter, and the Alpha family wanted a son. Just when I thought I’d finally endured enough, Bleiz and Mona’s daughter—who had just celebrated her 100-day celebration—suddenly developed a high fever and vomited blood. Everyone believed I had poisoned her. When I was stripped naked and thrown into the freezing ice pond in the dead of night, Bleiz stood at the edge, watching. “I told you to wait,” he said, his eyes filled with disappointment. “Why did you hurt my child?” This time, I decided I would wait no longer.

After a one night stand, Maggie discovers that she's pregnant to a set of twins. Not knowing who the father is, she's become the ridicule of all. She flees and starts a new life elsewhere. But fate brings the kids' father to her years later, a powerful man (an alpha) that everyone fears. Desperate to keep her children Luke and Leah secret and safe from his influence, she hides them from him and refuses to reveal their identities. But as the children grow older and their similarities to their werewolf father start to emerge, it becomes harder and harder to keep their true nature a secret.

In the dangerous world of organised crime, few escape unscathed. For one woman, the promise of a better life away from her gangster husband was too tempting to ignore. But as she attempts to start over in a new town, she quickly learns that life on the run is just as dangerous as living with her husband. With her past catching up to her, she finds herself hunted by both the law and her husband's criminal associates. Desperate to protect herself and her children, she must rely on her wits and survival instincts to stay one step ahead of danger. As she struggles to keep her family safe, she begins to realise that the life she left behind may be the only one she truly knows. With her husband and his associates closing in, she must make a choice: continue running and risk everything, or confront her past and fight for a chance at a new beginning. In this heart-pounding tale of love, loss, and redemption, one woman's journey to escape her husband's criminal empire takes her to the edge of danger and back. Will she find the strength to break free and start a new life, or will her past catch up with her once and for all?

The night I got into Cambridge University, we were supposed to celebrate. Instead, I ended up in Gilbert’s bed—my older brother from next door, the man I had secretly loved for years. The mafia kingpin of the Veronatri. We used protection. It didn’t matter. I still got pregnant. In my past life, I relied on our child to marry him as I wished, but I was also forever barred from Cambridge University. Gilbert cornered me on our wedding night, his breath shallow, eyes wild— “You drugged me, didn’t you?” “Admit it. There’s no other reason I would’ve wanted you like that.” “You’re shameless, Julian. You will never touch me again in this lifetime!” From then on, he used every means possible to humiliate me. He even secretly transplanted our daughter’s heart into his first love’s daughter. While he and his first love celebrated the success of the surgery, I clutched my daughter’s ashes and died on the way to the cemetery. When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn to that night of utter absurdity. This time, I didn’t cry, I didn’t beg— I just walked away to Cambridge, and he went mad trying to find me.