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Lirea tidak pernah menyangka jika malam ulang tahun tunangannya justru menjadi awal kehancurannya. Dia tiba-tiba terbangun di pelukan Rendra, adik tunangannya. Skandal itu membuat Lirea dibenci. Tetapi, cinta terlarang antara dia dan Rendra mulai terjalin diam-diam. Saat kebenaran terungkap, siapa yang harus dipilih Lirea? Tunangannya atau adik iparnya?

Tak kusangka suamiku yang kuperjuangkan kesembuhannya, tega ikut memusuhiku hanya karena aku menagih hutang iparku tiga tahun lalu. Saat itu aku sedang bingung harus kemana mencari uang untuk biaya rumah sakit. Aku berjuang sendiri, tak satupun saudara suami peduli. Namun, ketika ia pulih, malah aku yang dimusuhi, dan diusir dari rumah.

Sahara tak pernah menyayangi bahwa pria yang menikahi sang kakak adalah mantan kekasihnya tiga tahun lalu. Saat melihat pernikahan sang mantan dan Kakak tercinta, Sahara hanya mampu berdiam diri. Namun, satu rahasia yang dia sembunyikan akhirnya terbongkar. Naura sang anak merupakan anak dari Wisnu, pria yang menikahi kakaknya. Bagaimana Sahara menghadapi masalah hidupnya? Akankah dia menyembunyikan kebenaran soal Naura dan Wisnu?

I stared at the Vercetti marriage contract my father pushed across the table. Without hesitation, I wrote my half-sister’s name, Demi, and slid it back. My father froze. Then his eyes lit up with ridiculous excitement, like he’d just won the lottery. "How can you give such a perfect chance to your sister?" Last life, my marriage was a joke for everyone around me. I was the red-haired, untamed little witch who dared to climb into the orbit of Cassian Vercetti, heir and leader of the old-blood Vercetti crime family. I was never perfect nor obedient. He loved goddess gowns. I wore mini skirts and danced on tables. He demanded missionary, traditional, orderly intimacy. I wanted to climb on top, ride him, lose myself completely. At a gala, society wives laughing at my hair, my dress, my “wildness.” I thought he would at least pretend to defend me. He didn’t. “Forgive her. She’s not…properly trained.” Trained. Like a dog. I spent my entire last life suffocating under his rules, bending myself bloody to fit the shape he wanted, until the night our house caught fire. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the moment I learned of the arranged marriage. I looked at the contract in front of me. This time? I think the nightclub boys suits me better. But the moment Cassian realized the bride wasn’t me, he shattered every rule he’d ever lived by.

Blurb: Disparate Utopia is an alternate universe where mythological creatures exist. It is peaceful, back then, until false information spreads like a wild fire and that's how the war started. The peace that their Ancestors buiilt was destroyed by mysterious man. The belittling of each race started. They began to chop their head off and cast spell to vanish someone's soul away from the existence. Nieves, she's an elf and one of the royalties' daughters. Her heart filled with kindness and generosity. Her presence is longing for peace, that's why she ran away from her cruel hometown and ended up being cursed as dsrk elf, but people perceived her as a witch. Nieves' dream is to create kingdom where everyone can live, despite having different races. Where everyone live without even having a thought of being attacked. Will she lends her soul for the world to commit peacefulness for everyone? Or will lend her soul to savor for her own peace?

At the celebration where Lorenzo Alvarez is crowned the new mafia boss, his men arrange a few performances. A dancer in a backless top and short skirt twists around the pole under the lights. "Don't look," he murmurs, covering my eyes with his hand. "This kind of cheap entertainment isn't worthy of you." His men jump in immediately. "Lorenzo still spoils Ms. Valenti after all these years. That kind of devotion is rare. We're so jealous." "A man as loyal and single-minded as Lorenzo is hard to find." I rest a hand on my belly, planning to tell him tonight that I am pregnant. But when I return from the restroom, I see the same man who had just held me in his arms leaning back in his chair while the dancer straddles his lap. Lorenzo slips his business card and a thick fold of cash into the waistband of her skirt. He laughs, relaxed and unbothered. "Isabella is wonderful, sure, but life needs a little passion. This ragazza is just something new. A bit of fun. "Keep your mouths shut. Don't go running to Isabella and upset her. Otherwise, you'll have a problem." Cold rushes through me. I do not approach or confront Lorenzo. I simply take out my phone and answer the email I have been avoiding for days. "I agree to participate in the confidential experiment."

When my husband, Louis Banks, was caught in a traffic accident, I was at an interview out of town. By the time I got to the hospital, he had already been declared dead, and was sent to the crematorium. Hearing the news, I fainted on the spot. When I woke up again, I was greeted by the court coming to enforce the auction of all our assets. The reason was that Louis' company had gone into financial troubles, leaving us in massive debt, and I was the only legal representative of the company. Many years later, I found myself begging in the snow with a cracked bowl, and I nearly got run over by a luxury car. To my surprise, the one in the driver's seat was none other than Louis, who was supposed to be dead ages ago! Dressed in designer brands and holding another woman in his arms, he jeered at my filthy stench and appearance, even kicking my bowl to pieces. "You're still alive, huh? I was worried that I couldn't trick someone who graduated from a bigshot university, but you were dumb enough to believe it without questioning it for a second!" He laughed, sneering as he continued, "Thanks for working so hard for us, hahaha!" His words filled me with so much anger that I died on the spot, my eyes glaring at him even in death. Little did I expect that when I came to, I found myself back on the day of his accident!

When Levi Ezra and I got married, he had solemnly vowed he would love me for a lifetime. Seven years later, he got another woman pregnant — a woman he had so carefully tucked away in a luxurious estate, complete with everything money could buy for a perfect, pampered delivery. By the time I discovered the truth, his mistress's belly was already round and heavy. Her due date was just around the corner. Levi had hesitated — for barely a second — before instinctively shielding her behind him, as though I were some threat. He said, "Nikki, you're terrified of childbirth. Now that this baby is coming, the Ezra family will finally have an heir. You won't have to suffer anymore. We'll still be the same as before. Nothing will change." I clutched the freshly issued pregnancy report in my hand — the one confirming my own child — and let out a laugh so sharp and brittle that it shattered into tears. The day his mistress went into labor, I terminated my pregnancy. I left the divorce papers on his desk, packed my bags, and boarded the first flight to a foreign land.

A Young Master's Turbulent journey to true love. Rolph was from a Mafia family in Texas City. Being the only male child in his generation, he was trained to inherit the family business once his grandfather decides to retire. But to his displeasure, he was entangled in family fueds and rules that stands in the way of his freedom and finding true love. Boy's Love Crimes Sex Brotherhood

Impian akan cinta yang indah, akhir yang bahagia, dan pangeran berkuda putih adalah impian seluruh wanita termasuk aku. Namun, apa yang bisa kau lakukan jika impian itu hancur karena satu kesalahan kecil dalam satu malam. Aku sudah berusaha melupakannya, aku bahkan melarikan diri darinya. Tapi lagi - lagi, takdir berkata lain, aku kembali bertemu dengannya. Aku lebih tidak dapat melupakannya saat ia berbisik "aku mengenal aroma tubuhmu ini."