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Once I became pregnant, I was hailed as the most precious woman in the underworld. My husband, the new Don of the Jenkins family, shut down an entire private hospital wing for my check-ups, while my father, the Collins Don, summoned every Michelin-starred chef in New York to the estate, just so I could pick whatever I craved. The baby I carried was destined to be the sole heir of the two most powerful mafia families. But on the day we were to sign the papers securing my child's inheritance, they both vanished. "An urgent family matter came up," my husband, Vincent, said, kissing my forehead. "We can finalize the child's inheritance when we get back. There's no rush." Shortly after they left, I received a link to an anonymous live stream. My father's voice came from the video, colder than I had ever heard it. "You're saying your marriage contract with Evangeline was never valid. Doesn't that make the child a bastard?" Vincent, lounging in a club, blew a smoke ring. Cradled in his arms was my half sister, Sarah. "Evangeline has always had all the love and affection. Her child will want for nothing." "Sarah has been mocked for her status for years. I have to make things right for her, give our child a legitimate name." In that moment, my heart seized, and I could barely breathe. Then my phone vibrated again. It was a text message: "Welcome home to the Gallo family, my queen." "Just give the word, and the child you carry will bear the Gallo name and become the most powerful heir in the American underworld."

She was the Heiress to a multi-million dollar company, he was the heir to a multi-billion dollar bronze Empire. In their five years of marriage she gave him everything, but all she got in return was a cheating and assaulting husband. When she walked in on him and saw him and her boyfriend in an intimate position, she was done being the good wife, she presented him with a divorce papers and left the country. Five years later, she's back with two gorgeous daughter, and was now the president's youngest wife At the sunshot campaign, he bumped into her with her two gorgeous daughter "Mummy, daddy is staring at us" One of her daughters pointed at him with her tiny finger.

Zoe Oliver had been mistreated all her life ever since she got married to the billionaire family of the Meyers. She was used, abused, and miserable because they didn't see any good in her, and treated her worse than their maids because they felt that she was not deserving of her husband. She was crumbled and broken because she decided to love the only person she thought would give her a new life. Malcolm Meyer, her husband, couldn't care any better for his wife, and let his family do whatever they wanted to her because he didn't love her. One sudden night, he dropped a divorce paper before her eyes and told her to sign it so that she could get out of his life for good. "I do not want your alimony!" She spat at him with anger. Everyone thought she was crazy to have refused millions as alimony to compensate for her miserable life. Through the spotlight in the gathering of elites, a lady emerged and sauntered through the crowd in million of dollars worth dress, and heels. She held everyone in a collective gasp as she smiled charmingly and was introduced as the Multi-Billionaire heiress. Everyone could not believe their eyes. The Meyer family almost lost their minds. Now, she would make everyone in the Meyers pay in double and triple folds for every hell and torment they made her go through. Zoe Oliver was back to rule!

I gave up my surgical career to be his wife. He gave our anniversary night to his ex. Three years of cold shoulders, public humiliations, and a husband who believed every lie Celeste whispered. I endured it all—until I discovered I was carrying his child. I left without a word. No fight. No tears. Just divorce papers and an empty mansion. Now I’m Dr. Victoria Preston again. The renowned heart surgeon they said I’d never be. My brother helped me disappear. My best friend made sure the divorce was airtight. And I’m raising my daughter in peace. But Nathaniel Preston isn’t the same man who signed those papers. He’s seen my face on every medical journal. He’s lost sleep staring at the sonogram I left behind. And when he finally finds me, his eyes are no longer cold, they’re burning with obsession. He says he’ll win me back even if it takes the rest of his life. But Celeste isn’t done. She wants my child, my reputation, my life. And Nathaniel’s mother is helping her. They thought I was the docile wife who would break. They never met Dr. Victoria Preston.

Lara Dela Cruz was a normal girl—well, normal in the sense that she was an overworked call center agent who hated her boss, loved iced coffee, and had mastered the art of sarcasm to survive the horrors of capitalism. But one night, while rushing home, she slipped on a puddle (thanks to her horrible luck) and hit her head hard on the pavement. When she woke up… she wasn’t in her world anymore. Instead, she found herself in a medieval kingdom, in the middle of a chaotic slave auction. And before she could even scream in protest, she was bought by the most feared man in the entire empire—Duke Alistair Von Nacht, also known as the Tyrant Duke. Now, instead of dealing with rude customers, she had to deal with an emotionally constipated warlord who could kill her with a flick of his fingers. But what’s worse? She might be falling for the grumpy tyrant.

The air in the Parisian haute couture salon smelled like money and fear. I’d waited six months for my wedding dress. Now, it was draped over the shoulders of Sofia Ross—the trending influencer, and my mafia fiancé Vincent Cassio’s god-sister. The salon manager was sweating bullets, his eyes darting between me and the man lounging on the velvet sofa. Vincent Cassio stood up. He adjusted a fold of the diamond-encrusted train on Sofia with a casual flick of his wrist. “Her premiere next week needs a statement piece. She’s borrowing it. Pick something off the rack and stop making a scene.” His tone was flat, final. Under the crystal chandeliers, Sofia admired herself in the full-length mirror, a triumphant smile on her lips. I looked at my reflection in the same mirror, wearing jeans and a soaked trench coat. I looked like a lost tourist. Suddenly, the entire past year of planning felt like a sick joke. I didn’t yell. I just felt cold. Numb. I slipped the five-carat engagement ring off my finger. It hit the glass coffee table with a sharp, final click. “You’re right, Vincent. I don’t need this wedding dress. This wedding… I don’t need it either.”

Pendant huit ans, j'ai été le secret d'Alpha Adrian. Il a fallu attendre le centième anniversaire de son grand-père pour qu'il accepte enfin de ramener notre fils, Gauthier, et moi dans la meute. Il m'avait juré que les Anciens avaient finalement donné leur bénédiction. Notre fils, surexcité, sautait sur le lit en brandissant sa médaille de champion, celle qu'il avait gagnée lors du tournoi junior de combat. Il s'était battu bec et ongles, juste pour rendre son père fier. Mais à peine avions-nous posé le pied sur le domaine de Boisnoir… qu'on l'a vu. Adrian, dans les bras d'une louve blonde, l'embrassait à pleine bouche. Avec un sourire aux lèvres, il nous l'a présentée : « Ma compagne, Sophia. » Gauthier s'est précipité vers lui, furieux, tendant le doigt vers la marque de morsure bien visible sur mon cou. « C'est la marque que Papa a faite à Maman ! Vous la voyez tous, non ?! » Le Chef des Anciens s'est avancé. Il a à peine jeté un regard, puis a lâché un ricanement glacial : « Une astuce de magie de sang, rien de plus. Ça peut imiter une odeur, mais jamais la connexion d'âme d'un vrai lien d'âmes-sœurs. N'importe quel loup expérimenté s'en rend compte au premier coup d'œil. » Je me suis tournée vers Adrian, paralysée, incapable de bouger. Lui, il m'a ignorée… et a caressé doucement la vraie marque sur le cou de Sophia, qui brillait d'un éclat argenté sous la lumière de la lune. « La meute de Boisnoir n'acceptera jamais une sang-mêlé incapable de se transformer, » a-t-il dit froidement. « La seule digne de se tenir à mes côtés, c'est Sophia. » Je l'ai regardé… et un rire amer m'a échappé. Penser que j'avais réprimé mon propre sang Royal Alpha… pour un homme pareil.

"Mau sampai kapan seperti ini, Ad? Papa tidak menuntut banyak kok. Jadilah anak yang BERGUNAAA! Kamu seharusnya malu sudah 25 tahun, hidup masih menjadi benalu di keluarga!" Kilasan ucapan itu terus muncul dibenak pria berusia 25 tahun bernama Adrian. Kehidupan penuh kegagalan harus ia lewati dengan berbagai tekanan. Hidupnya bagai bertopang pada ranting rapuh yang kapanpun siap terjatuh. “Ya Tuhan, pintaku hanya satu, hidupkan aku saat kehidupanku memiliki takdir yang bahagia.” Ucapan konyol yang Adrian katakan nyatanya bukan bualan semata. Akibat kecelakaan yang hampir merenggut nyawanya, jiwanya tiba-tiba terbangun di kehidupan yang jauh dari apa yang ia bayangkan. “Hahaha.. ini GILA!!! Bagaimana bisa aku terjebak di sini?!” Transmigrasi jiwa? ini memang gila, tapi itulah kenyataannya. Lebih parahnya lagi, Adrian bertransmigrasi ke tubuh seorang anak berusia 18 tahun. Tak jauh berbeda dengan takdirnya dahulu, sosok ini juga memiliki takdir buruk bahkan terancam berakhir dengan kematian tragis. "Jangan bermimpi untuk mendapat penghormatan, Ad. Harusnya kamu sadar mengapa orang diistana membencimu. Seorang pangeran tak seharusnya terlahir dari rahim seorang selir. Kedudukanmu dimata mereka tak lebih seperti rakyat jelata. Kau harus ingat ini, kau hanyalah aib istana!!" Dengan segala ketidakadilan dan bayang-bayang kematian, mampukah Adrian merebut tahta dan membawa akhir bahagia untuk sang protagonis sengsara? “Tak kusangka menjadi Adrian si pangeran terbuang lebih melelahkan dibanding Adrian si pengangguran. Sial! Kalau aku sudah kembali nanti, akan kupatahkan jari-jari laknat milik Kimberly itu. Teganya ia menggunakan namaku untuk novel setragis ini.”

Nirmala, seorang office girl yang sering dihina dan direndahkan, bertemu dengan Baladewa, seorang CEO yang akan menjadi ahli waris Rajya Corp yang berkuasa. Pertemuan tidak sengaja itu membawa mereka ke dalam hubungan yang jauh lebih dari sekadar atasan dan bawahan. Namun, hubungan keduanya ditentang keras oleh keluarga Baladewa. Nirmala terus ditekan berbagai pihak untuk menyerah pada perasaannya. Sampai suatu hari, seorang notaris tiba-tiba datang dan membuat hidup Nirmala jungkir balik dalam sekejap! Ternyata … Nirmala adalah calon pewaris sah Rajya Corp yang selama ini dicari! Apa yang akan dilakukan Nirmala selanjutnya?

Matapos malaman ni Pan ang panloloko na ginawa ng boyfriend niya sa kaniya na si Logan, sinimulan niyang akitin ang step-brother nito na si Juancho para sa personal na dahilan. Si Juancho ang dati niyang kapares sa kama na kapag siyay dinatnan ng init ng katawan ay napapawi ng binata. 8 years ago, isa siyang pariwarang dalaga na nagri-rebelde at tambay sa bar. Doon niya nakilala si Juancho Bec, ang lalaking pumuno ng pantasya niya noong bata pa siya. Pero sa kaniyang pagdalaga, nakilala niya si Logan at nainlove siya dito. Nagbagong buhay na siya at handa na siyang magsettle-down. Pero sa kasamaang palad, nahuli niya itong nambababae sa isang bar. Luhaan siyang umalis at nagtagpo muli ang landas nila ni Juancho. “Come here and open your mouth,” paos na utos ni Juancho at parang alipin na sinunod ni Pan ang utos niya. Sa kaniyang ginawa, babalik ba si Logan sa kaniya? O may bagong pag-ibig na mabubuo?