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[Mohon baca Warning paling bawah] Helena Darvamawish seorang wanita cantik yang pernah memiliki pengalaman traumatis saat dirinya diculik oleh geng berbahaya. Keluarganya memiliki peran penting untuk urusan kemiliteran terutama ayahnyaㅡsang jenius yang dicari orang-orang penting di dunia. Penculikannya hampir membawa Helena dalam kehancuran. Sampai dirinya diselamatkan oleh pria misterius yang membantai seluruh kelompok penculik tersebut. Berselang beberapa bulan, Helena menjadi Sekretaris untuk salah satu orang penting dari Hanstedorf & Graulich Corp, yang ternyata membawa dirinya bertemu pada salah satu seorang pria dingin bermata biru bernama Nicholas Hanstedorf. Dibalik ketampanannya bak pangeran, Nicholas merupakan pembunuh bayaran dari balik bayangan paling kejam yang pernah ada dan tidak pernah mengenal cinta. Lalu bagaimana Helena akan menjalani hidupnya dengan adanya pria misterius dan kejam ini? "Namaku Helena Darvamawish. Aku Sekretaris baru tuan Luke. Maaf menggangu waktumu tapiㅡ" "Sudah pulih rupanya?" "Huh?" "Kamu tidak ingat?" "Apa yang harus kuingat?" "Helena, kamulah yang sudah membuang waktuku untuk menyelamatkanmu." WARNING!! Cerita ini mengandung kekerasan dan adegan berdarah. Mohon dengan bijak untuk membacanya. Terima kasih.

Dua tahun hidup bersama, tak membuat Ardi mencintai istrinya. Dia masih saja berharap bisa hidup bersama dengan gadis yang pernah mengisi hidup sebelum pernikahannya dengan Ze terjadi. Meski begitu, Ardi tak pernah jujur, ia selalu menutup rapat akan hal itu. Hingga suatu ketika Ze tak sengaja membuka ponsel lelaki itu dan menemui ratusan inbox berisi kalimat cinta dan rindu yang tertuju untuk seorang wanita bernama Seruni. Bagaimanakah kelanjutan kisah mereka? Akankah Ze mampu mengembalikan hati suaminya yang telah tersesat pada wanita lain?

At my coming-of-age ceremony, I confessed my feelings to Uncle Daniel, who wasn't blood-related to me. Yet, he sent me overseas to study. Later on, I was diagnosed with brain cancer. The headaches were brutal. Left without a choice, I turned to him for help. Yet, his first love accused me of being wasted abroad. Said I got into stuff. Claimed my pain were just withdrawals. He believed her and dragged me back home. He locked me up in the family's abandoned villa atop the mountains, guards watching me around the clock. With treatment delayed, my headaches grew worse. It was a complete nightmare. One night, I couldn't take it anymore. I quietly slipped out of the window and jumped. One year after my death, he finally remembers me.

On the day Fiona Starr and Mark Zimmer tied the knot, his childhood friend jumped off the Starr family's thirty-story apartment and was reduced to pieces. The wedding wasn't called off, but in the ensuing three years, Mark's poker face became even more creepy, even though he would do everything Fiona asked. Then, when Fiona was three months pregnant, she was told that her father had gone missing. But instead of taking her to file a police report, Mark took her up the peak of the mountain, where Fiona saw her father. His whole body was swollen and bleeding everywhere, and he was barely alive as he lay on the ground. There were puddles of his blood everywhere, after someone tied him to a car trunk and dragged him up along the mountain road. That was when Mark gave Fiona the same treatment, even though she was pregnant with his child. As his car dragged her up and down the mountain, her legs were reduced to bloody stumps, but she didn't die there. So she locked her up in a basement in the company of rats that nibbled and devoured her legs. She despaired, her mind breaking until she eventually stopped breathing too… But she opened her eyes again and found herself returning to the day before she married Mark, whom everyone called the Starr family's live-in son-in-law. Smiling through her tears, she told herself that she wouldn't choose him again in this life.

Five years ago, Suri ruptured her uterus pushing Bruce out of the path of a car. The injury left her unable to have kids. But Bruce didn't care—he still pushed for the wedding. After they got married, he poured nearly everything into her. Or so she thought. Then came the scandal. One of his business rivals leaked it, and just like that, the truth exploded online—Bruce had another woman. She was already over three months pregnant. That night, he dropped to his knees. "Suri, please. I'll fix it. I won't let her keep the baby..." And Suri? She forgave him. But on their fifth anniversary, she rushed to the hotel Bruce had reserved—only to find something else entirely. In the next room, Bruce sat beaming, surrounded by friends and family, celebrating that mistress's birthday. The smile on his face—pure joy. A smile she'd never once seen from him. That was the moment she knew. It was over. Time to go.

Kehidupan rumah tangga yang bahagia menjadi berantakan ketika muncul sang mantan. "Teman, tidak ada yang namanya teman baik antara pria beristri dan perempuan bersuami. Apalagi berteman baik dengan mantan. Yang namanya mantan tidak perlu dikenang, tapi dibuang ke kotak sampah," teriak Anis. Begitu dahsyatnya pesona mantan, hingga menghilangkan logika seorang Affandy Nugraha. "Mama harus sehat, haus kuat dan harus bangkit demi Angga, Anggi dan demi Mama sendiri. Kalau Mama terpuruk mereka akan senang dan bertepuk tangan. Buktikan kalau Mama itu seorang wonder woman," kata Angga mberi semangat mamanya.

My mom treated me like the dirt beneath her shoes but worshiped my cousin like a queen. Since I could walk, I had scrubbed clothes and cooked meals, but I would still be yelled at or smacked if I messed up. On the contrary, my cousin twirled in princess dresses and played the piano. She was cherished by my aunt and uncle like she was the center of their world. Then came the day everything changed. At my cousin's birthday party, my mom got drunk and spilled the secret—she switched me and my cousin at birth. It turned out that I wasn't her daughter; I was my aunt's daughter. I was over the moon. Finally, I thought I'd found my real family, people who might actually care about me. But when I told my aunt, she just smirked. "You think I didn't know? I don't want you. You'll never be my daughter." Her words hit me like a bucket of ice water. I couldn't understand. Why didn't anyone want me? But that day, I made a vow—I'd never beg for anyone's love again. Years later, when I got into Mayward University—the best educational institution in the country—I threw two DNA test reports on the table in front of them. For the first time, they both looked terrified.

My car was passing by the entrance of the office when I saw both my sisters 'wrestling' vigorously with a bum. I wasn't surprised, however, even recording a video of it and sending it to the biggest news outlet of the country, saying, "I want it seen across the world before 7pm." After all, in my last life, those two sisters were so keen to please Harold Langford that they allowed him to steal my birthright all he wanted. I bore with it because they were family, and ended up resting in pieces. But now that I had a second chance, I would return the favor. At the company gala, Harold once again took my seat as he snorted at me haughtily. "Hmph! If Ellie and Jennie didn't insist on showing you how the world works, a poor college student like you wouldn't even make it through the front door!" "Know your place and don't cause me trouble, or they will have you beaten to a pulp!" Seeing that he was still running his mouth, I kicked him three feet away as I chuckled. "Who do you think you are? How dare you strut when you're just a gigolo who only knows how to please hags!"

King Lucien hates her more than anything in the world, because she is the daughter of the King who killed his family and enslaved him, and his people.He made her his slave. He owns her, and he will pay her back in spades, everything her father did to him. And her father did a lot. Scarred him into being the powerful but damaged monster King he is.A King who battles insanity every single day.A King who hates—LOATHES—to be touched.A King who hasn't slept well in the past fifteen years.A King who can't produce an heir to his throne.Oh, will he make her pay.But then again, Princess Danika is nothing like her father. She is different from him. Too different.And when he set out to make her pay, he was bound to find out just how different she is from her father.*********A love that rose from deep-rooted hatred. What exactly does fate have in-store for these two?Aree you as interested in this ride as I am!?Then, fasten up your seatbelts. We're going on a bumpy ride!

"Open up, Nyx. Wider. Fuck, that's it. Don't look away, look at me while I fuck this sexy little mouth of yours." He groaned as my hateful gaze found his. Tears glistened in my eyes as his cock hit the base of my throat, intense hate and twisted pleasure brewing in my abdomen. I didn't complain as he gave me what we both wanted. It didn't change who we were. We were enemies. He murdered my parents and I'll make him pay, if it's the last thing I do. But for now, I'll play the role of a submissive little sex slave. ***** Nyx Whitethorn has been sheltered all her life as the daughter of the Alpha and Luna of the proud Silver moon pacK. However, when her father angers the wrong man, the life she knows changes forever. Alpha Atlas is a ruthless hybrid that only craves carnage and destruction. He sets his eyes on Nyx when her father tries to have his child assassinated. Atlas kills everyone her pack and takes her hostage. Nyx is subjected to hell in the clutches of the hybrid. She's turned into the alpha's personal sex toy and Atlas is driven by dark need to break Nyx in all the dirty, depraved ways possible. Soon, he finds himself wanting more from her until the lines start to blur between passion and revenge.