Can You Mend My Broken Heart

~Luna anindira putri~ "Jika dikehidupan nyata aku tidak bisa bahagia,Maka biarkan sekali saja aku bahagia dengan dunia khayalan ku sendiri". ~Galang wijaya pratama~ "Bersenang - senang lah anggap saja hari ini adalah hari dimana kau akan bahagia dan tidak ada lagi yang mengangumu".

The Gauri is cute yet beautiful in her way, her dream is to fulfill every person's needs for a home with her designing she is one of the finest interior designers in the city her beautiful life cast a spell at age of the 17-year teen girl who was forced in arrange marriage life cast a spell of curse in her life, A life which had never been fair before marriage her dreams are broken like glass, yet she fights but all goes in vain and her life turned upside down when she came to know the real face of her husband ……………….. Vikrant Rathode is a 25-year-old playboy who hates girls who said NO to him cruel, merciless, greedy self-obsessed No.1 builder of Lucknow his life changed when he cast his evil eyes on Gauri and wants her not because he loves him he became obsessed with her kind nature. …… What will come in way of Gauri, and what will she do or she put herself into a trap can she save herself or there is more Guys !! join me in the story of Gauri and her life take a chance to know more about Gauri join us in “TALES OF HEART”

Hindi dahil gusto mo ang isang tao at gagawa ka ng paraan upang magkalapit kayo, magkakaroon ka na ng tsansang maging kayo. Hindi rin porket pinipilit mong maging relevant sa buhay nila, ibig sabihin e mapapansin ka. Minsan, mananatili't mananatili kang nobody sa buhay nila.At ganoon na nga ang naranasan ni Lyle kay Ridge.Sinubukan niyang maging parte ng buhay nito, magbukas ng pinto ng oportunidad para sa kanilang dalawa at umasang may tsansa silang dalawa. Pero sa huli, sa ibang tao pa rin nakatingin si Ridge — iba pa rin ang minahal nito at wala siyang palag doon.Kaya heto siya ngayon sa kalagitnaan ng kawalan. Pinagmamasdan ang binatang kay tagal niyang minahal na sumaya sa piling ng iba. Bubulong na lamang sa hangin at sasabihing sana... sana siya na lang.

[Tags: Interstellar, Soul Matching, Beastkin, Succubus, Reverse Harem (All male leads are virgins), Alpha Rivalry, Jealousy War, Regret & Groveling Arc] They say that once you awakened as an esper, you were entitled to nine bonded matches. Lara White transmigrated during her freshman year. From that moment on, she had only one goal: become an esper, no matter the cost. Five relentless years in the interstellar era later, the universe finally paid her back. She matched with nine extraordinary prodigies. Unfortunately, these nine prodigies were either trying to unbind the match, pretending she did not exist, or actively scheming to drain her wallet dry. Match One, the interstellar wealth titan, sent her a message. [Matriarch, all my star credits were stolen by scammers. I don’t even have travel money to see you. Could you spare a little?] Match Two, the heir of the third-largest family on the Central Star, texted her. [I already have a female I like. I can’t be with you. Please terminate the bond.] Match Three, lord of the Three Major Domains, texted. [Females will only slow down my conquest of the interstellar realm!] Match Four, the world-weary leader of the Snow Domain, had something else to say. [Matriarch, kill me, and I will belong to you.] Match Five, a prodigy from the succubus race, was even stranger. [Matriarch, let me devour you, and we can be together forever.] As for the rest, they looked as if they had died inside the list. They were as silent as sleeping corpses. Lara notified the photon computer. [Unbind them all. Every single one. Let them bid their farewells. The next nine will be better behaved.] Later, the wealth titan texted her. [Matriarch, all my star credits are yours. I beg you, don’t unbind me!] The heir texted. [Matriarch, I realized it only now. The one I have always liked is you.] Domain Ruler knelt before her and said, “The entire interstellar realm cannot compare to you. Please choose me…” The Snow Domain’s Heir texted her. [You are my only reason to keep living.]

Cassandra Johnson is Pixie. Pixie is Cassandra Johnson. She's the same girl who's leading two extremely different lives. Nobody would suspect the school's nerd as Pixie. 'Cause Pixie's a street fighter badass and the nerd does not have a single badass bone in her body. The chances of people discovering this peculiar secret is close to none but of course this is where fate inserts the certified new boy into the equation and makes an exception for him. Warning: heavy flow of profanities ahead. - and tears - or so I've heard.

The story takes place in a small town where our protagonist moves eventually, there she meets Ethan and Draven two completely different men with the same goal, to love her unconditionally. Ethan being her neighbor and Draven her boss, the woman will be totally involved in a love triangle where there is no choice but to trust one of them, after all there is no way to block the feelings or the events, when Ayanne gets in danger one of them will come into action and also one of them will be our villain. Expect strong scenes and many negative feelings, our protagonist has suffered for decades in foster homes and love for her is not at all favorable. #Written by Thais Sthefany #Original work #Plagiarism is a crime #Any resemblance to reality was just fiction.

I went into labor at the same time as the woman next door. My husband took me to the hospital, but I delivered a stillborn child. Instead of comforting me, he lashed out, "Did you mess around while you were pregnant? Is that why you gave birth to such a monster?" I lost my baby, my name was dragged through the mud, and I was forced to divorce him and leave with nothing. One day, I happened to overhear my husband speaking to the neighbor: "Good thing we swapped your stillborn baby with May's healthy one. If your in‑laws had looked closely, they would have realized the dead baby was actually ours." That was when I finally understood the truth. They had been involved long before. He pushed me on purpose, causing premature labor, just so they could take my healthy baby and give me her dead one. When I confronted them, they held me down in the bathtub and drowned me. Yet when I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day I went into early labor. This time, I'll make sure she gives birth to that stillborn child. This time, I will expose them both for their affair and for what they did to me.

“This is wrong. You’re supposed to help me fix my marriage” “And yet here you are, squirming under my hands like you're begging me to break it” “You're too close… I can’t think straight when you’re this close” “Then stop thinking. Just feel.” He leans in, his breath brushing against my lips. “Tell me to stop Lillian—and I will. But if you don’t, I’m going to kiss and claim your body like I’ve imagined a thousand times on that chair” *~*~*~*~*~*~*~* When Lillian Calloway walks into marriage counseling, she’s desperate—not just to save her crumbling relationship with her emotionally distant husband, but to hold together the image of a perfect life. Then she meets Dr Ronan Carter. Calm, devastatingly handsome and far too familiar for her comfort. Each session unravels more than just the crack in her marriage—it exposes desires she’s locked away for years. Ronan makes her feel alive. And when the professional lines begin to blur, Lillian finds herself stepping on the edge of something forbidden. He’s her counselor. She’s his client. Falling for each other will cost them everything. But what if the biggest lie was the marriage they were trying to save?

Betrayed by my husband. Shattered by his mistress. Just when I thought my world had ended, a billionaire with secrets of his own offered me rescue… and maybe, a second chance at love.

On the same day I was admitted into the hospital for my pregnancy, my husband, Charles Page, received 108 missed calls on his phone. It was from Sue, his mentee, a girl who had cancer. I asked if he was going to pick up, and he replied impatiently, "All she does is call me all day! Doesn't she have any other family? She's so annoying." Later, that very girl posted a photo of herself on the hospital rooftop, wearing a white dress. The caption said: [If I jump down from here, will I become a butterfly in my next life? Maybe then, everyone won't hate me.] Charles only glanced at the post before chuckling mockingly. "What does she mean, turn into a butterfly? Is she delusional?" But after that, he grew visibly restless, before rushing out and not returning all night. That night, I hemorrhaged and was taken into emergency care. When the nurse asked if I wanted to keep the baby, I looked at the empty space beside me and answered calmly. "No, I don't."