Cecily Smith

Dario berbisik menyebut namanya 999 kali dalam tidurnya. Namun, tak pernah menyebut namaku. Lima tahun aku memberikan segalanya untuk Dario Mahardika, pewaris salah satu dinasti mafia terkuat di Aropa. Aku mengubah rumahnya menjadi rumah yang hangat, mengingat setiap detail cerobohnya yang terlewat, bahkan meninggalkan mimpiku menjadi seniman, dengan harapan bahwa suatu hari, dia akan memilihku. Namun, setiap kali Arisa muncul, kesetiaan Dario bergeser padanya. Malam itu, ketika kuah sop yang panas melukai lenganku, dia segera melindungi Arisa dari goresan yang nyaris tak meninggalkan bekas. Di depan umum, pandangannya tak pernah tertuju padaku, selalu mengarah kepada Arisa. Aku hanya istri di atas kertas, tetapi bukan dalam kenyataan. Jadi aku pergi. Hanya dengan sebuah koper, surat cerai yang dia tanda tangani tanpa sadar, dan sebuah rahasia yang tak pernah kuberi tahu padanya, yaitu aku sedang hamil tiga bulan. Saat dia sadar, semuanya sudah terlambat. Perceraian itu nyata. Berkas klinik itu nyata, dan ketika dia menyadarinya, aku sudah lenyap. Sekarang, pria yang dulu menguasai kota dengan dingin itu menghancurkan dunia untuk menemukanku. Dia punya tentara, uang, dan seribu permintaan maaf yang tak pernah dia ucapkan saat aku masih menjadi istrinya. Namun, aku bukan lagi wanita yang memohon kasih sayang. Aku seorang ibu. Seorang seniman. Seorang pejuang. Pertanyaannya bukan apakah Dario bisa menemukanku. Akan tetapi, apakah ketika dia berhasil, aku akan membiarkannya kembali ke kehidupan yang pernah dia hancurkan.

Sa araw na nakipag divorce si Calista Everhart, ang divorce papers niya ay kumalas sa internet, at naging headline agad ito. Ang rason ng divorce ay nakahighlight ng pula. “Baog ang asawa, kaya hindi mabigay ang pangangailangan ng asawa.” Sa gabing yun, ang asawa niya, si Lucian Northwood, ay hinuli siya sa stairwell. Ang boses nito ay mababa habang sinabi sa kanya, “Papatunayan ko sayo na hindi ako baog…”

Setelah empat tahun pernikahan, satu tanda tangan dari dirinya sendiri akhirnya membebaskanku, meski dia sama sekali tidak sadar apa yang sudah dia tandatangani. Aku adalah Sofia Wijaya, istri bayangan dari Revan Mahendra, pewaris keluarga mafia paling berkuasa di kota ini. Tapi saat kekasih masa kecilnya, Olivia Kartika yang gemerlap dan penuh keistimewaan itu kembali, aku akhirnya mengerti, aku hanya sementara. Jadi aku memainkan langkah terakhirku. Aku menyodorkan dokumen di atas mejanya, gugatan cerai yang kusamarkan sebagai formulir universitas rutin. Revan menandatanganinya tanpa menoleh lagi, ujung pena menggores kertas sama sembrono seperti dia memperlakukan sumpah pernikahan kami, tanpa sadar kalau dia baru saja mengakhiri pernikahan ini. Namun aku melangkah pergi membawa lebih dari sekadar kebebasan. Tersembunyi di balik mantelku, ada pewarisnya yang belum lahir, rahasia yang kelak bisa menghancurkannya ketika ia sadar apa yang telah ia lepaskan. Dan sekarang, pria yang dulu bahkan tidak pernah memperhatikanku itu sedang mengguncang dunia untuk mencariku. Dari apartemen megah sampai ke selokan dunia bawah tanah, tak ada sudut yang ia lewatkan. Namun aku bukan mangsa lemah yang hanya menunggu untuk ditangkap. Aku bangkit dan membangun diriku lagi, di tempat di mana bahkan satu orang pun dari Keluarga Mahendra tidak bisa mengikutiku. Kali ini, aku tidak akan lagi memohon cintanya. Justru dia yang akan memohon cintaku.

Adrian Moretti’s adopted sister—She knew perfectly well that I suffered from severe asthma and could not be exposed to smoke or strong scents. Yet during the yacht reception, she deliberately dragged me onto the open deck, where cigars burned nonstop and the wind howled. Within seconds, my chest tightened. When I reached for my inhaler, my blood ran cold. It was empty. I collapsed against the railing, gasping violently, my lungs burning as if they were collapsing in on themselves. She crouched beside me and smiled. “You’re always so dramatic. It’s just a little smoke. You don’t need to act like you’re dying,” she said softly. “You’re too weak. You need to build some tolerance.” I looked toward Adrian, my vision already blurring. “Adrian,” I choked. “Give me my inhaler. If I don’t use it right now, I’m going to suffocate.” He frowned slightly. “Don’t you think you’re overreacting?” he said coldly. “I’ve never heard of anyone dying from a bit of smoke. She’s right—you’re always seeking attention. We finally gathered tonight, and you’re ruining it.” My heart dropped. I fumbled for my phone and called my mother. “Mom,” I sobbed, barely able to breathe. “I’m being bullied… and I can’t breathe.” My voice shook violently.

Three years ago, Caroline went through a difficult divorce as a result of being forced into an arranged marriage. She went through a difficult period following her divorce. Being the only male heir to his family, wealthy Andrew attempted to move on following his marriage. When fate steps in, they reconnect and become entangled in each other's lives. After her memory returns, Caroline exacts revenge on those who had wanted her dead. After fate brings them together, they must now face their pasts, make their way through the present, and determine whether or not they can create a future together.

I stopped fighting. The moment I came back, I stepped out of the family spotlight on purpose— no arguments, no expectations, no awkward “let’s bond” moments. And somehow… that’s when my parents lost their minds. They made my little sister the heir? I congratulated them and filed my transfer to the Vegas branch the same afternoon. They threw her a massive coming-of-age gala? I smiled, booked a flight, and left before the invitations were printed. They bought her a limited-edition luxury car? I claimed my “old wrist injury” made driving impossible and insisted she take it. I thought they’d be relieved. I thought they’d finally get their perfect family without me messing up the picture. But instead—my cold, distant parents started calling nonstop. Showing up at my door. Pleading with me to come home. Asking what they did wrong. Why now? Why only when I stopped trying? Because in my last life, I spent decades clawing for their love— only to die bitter, resented, and humiliated. Even my grown son told me I was embarrassing. This time, I came back different. I refused to fight for a place in their world again. I refused to compete with my sister. I refused to beg. But the moment I stepped away… the entire family empire began to crack. And now they’re terrified. Not because I left— but because they finally realized what they lost.

Everyone in southern Italy knew that Lorenzo Moretti loved me like a madman. And yet he had been keeping a much younger woman in Naples. They said she looked just like I had years ago. He told people she was only a reminder of the woman he had once loved most. He also gave strict orders that no one was to let me hear about her. Until the day I found out I was pregnant. I went to his office to tell him the news myself, only to stop outside the door when I heard a young woman’s voice from inside. “Lorenzo… am I only here because I remind you of her?” The door was slightly ajar. Through the gap, I saw a young woman who looked too much like me, wrapped in his jacket and holding his glass. I stood there, barely breathing. Then I heard him answer. “Don’t compare yourself to her.” “She could never be what you are.” I turned and walked away without making a sound. That night, I called my mother. “Mother, I’ve made up my mind.” She was silent for a moment. “I want a fire,” I said. “Something no one survives. By the time it’s over, Sophia Moretti needs to be dead to the world.”

On the day that was supposed to be my wedding—the bride wasn’t me. The ceremony I’d waited for five years for turned into a joke when Valentina, my sister, walked down the marble aisle in a white wedding dress. Her arm was linked with Luca’s — the man who was supposed to be waiting for me at the altar. “I’m sorry, Bianca,” she said softly. “But you are no longer the bride today.” Then she touched her stomach, eyes gleaming with triumph. “I’m pregnant with Don Romano’s child.” Her words detonated inside my skull, and the whole world went silent. As if afraid I wouldn’t believe her, she lifted something glossy up towards the light. A black-and-white ultrasound image. It read clearly: Gestational age — 12 weeks. My eyes burned, tears stinging as I turned to Luca, desperately searching for anything—a denial, an explanation, regret. Instead, he only sighed, weary and resigned. “Bianca, I’m sorry.” he said helplessly. “Valentina doesn’t have much time left. This wedding… it was her last wish.” “I’ll make it up to you,” he added. “We can have another wedding later.” My father, Moretti, stood behind him, wearing the same stern expression he’d worn my entire life. I have never seen him smile at me, not even once. “Bianca,” he said sharply, “Your sister is dying. Let her have this.” My brother nodded without saying a single word, as if that was enough to be a solid answer. All my life, they had chosen her—her tears, her whims, her needs—over mine. Today was no different. Something inside me quietly cracked. Fine. If no one in this family cares about me, I’ll leave.

Lyra Vayne, daughter of Alpha Thorne of the Stormfall Pack, was raised on one truth, the Bloodline Pack is the enemy. Their wolves are killers, their Alpha ruthless, and any wolf who crosses their path is expected to be killed without hesitation. Lyra has never questioned this; hatred is easier than doubt, and loyalty is survival. But everything Lyra believes begins to unravel the day she encounters Talia Blackthorn, the Bloodpine Alpha’s daughter. Instead of violence, Lyra finds a girl as restless and lonely as she is. Against every law and instinct, the two form a secret friendship… one that would be catastrophic if discovered. Their fragile bond is shattered when the Rogue Dominion ambushes them. Forced to fight for their lives, Lyra is stunned when Alpha Kaelan Blackthorn, Talia’s father and Stormfall’s sworn enemy, arrives to save them. His presence is cold, commanding, and impossible to ignore. And when Lyra meets his eyes, something inside her shifts in a way she cannot explain. She tries to avoid him, but fate has other plans. Again and again, Lyra and Kaelan cross paths, during border patrols, rogue attacks, and moments neither can justify. Their connection deepens into something dangerous, something forbidden. To be seen together would mean treason. To act on their bond could ignite a catastrophic war. It could destroy everything they love. But as the Rogue Dominion grows stronger, threatening to destroy both packs, Lyra and Kaelan may be the only ones capable of stopping the coming darkness… if they can survive the fire between them and the risks it holds.

SYNOPSIS Ariana’s life shatters when she discovers the ultimate betrayal—her husband, Lucas, and her best friend have broken the sacred bond of trust. The shock leaves her hospitalized, and upon discharge, Ariana chooses peace over confrontation. Protecting her health and the long-awaited pregnancy she has prayed for, she disappears from Lucas’s life and seeks refuge at her cousin’s home, hoping distance will heal her wounded heart. Despite her pain, memories of love and sacrifice haunt her. Ariana once trusted Lucas completely, even handing over her late father’s properties to him. As grief threatens to consume her, her cousin helps her rediscover joy through a birthday outing that momentarily erases her sorrow. Fate intervenes when Ariana unexpectedly reunites with Alex, her former university lover. Their meeting rekindles old memories and opens a door to new possibilities. As they reconnect, Alex reveals his recent divorce and offers Ariana comfort and understanding she desperately needs. However, just as Ariana begins to feel hope again, her past crashes into her present. Lucas suddenly appears at her cousin’s home and confronts Alex, exposing a mysterious shared history between the two men. Caught between love, betrayal, and hidden secrets, Ariana realizes that her journey is far from over—and the truth threatening to unfold may change her life forever.