Characters Of A Day In The Country

Dionysus finds sanctuary in the human realm, stowing away from the heavenly gates of Olympus. He wears the scars of defeat, melancholy, and betrayal in his heart the moment he set foot on earth, vowing never to return until he has regained his pride and honor. However, at love's playful coincidences, The wine god alias Kim Yeojoon, secret CEO of Victoire Wine Company, dreams of an unfamiliar face that had not only awakened his cold heart, but has left him chasing for more answers. With a few pulls of power in his midst, he finally was able to put a name to that face. Behind that otherworldly beauty is Charon, a famous model under the name Han Sejin, the ferryman of Styx that guides the souls of the dead to the afterlife. Will the stirring of his heart's desire be a sign of a new beginning? or will it be the cause of his misery, with an unknowable prophecy looming over him?

Buried deep in the Aster estate was the Heartwood—ancient, sacred, mine. Told my husband, Julian Aster—back when he actually listened—that if it ever fell, I'd die with it. At first, he freaked out. Flew in glacier water, hired a whole squad of plant experts to nurture it 24/7. Then one day, just because his childhood friend—Isabella Duvall—got a scratch from the bark, Julian had the Heartwood ripped out. The second it crashed, I choked on glowing blood—ichor. My power? Gone. Barely standing, I grabbed his arm. "You knew. If the Heartwood dies, I—" He laughed. Straight-up mocked me. "Sera, come on. That fairy tale? Only Grandma still believes that crap. Is that mayo on your mouth? Relax—it's a tree. I'll buy you a forest if you want." Overnight, my hair turned gray. Skin cracked. Eyes dulled. Still, I dragged myself to his grandmother, Henrietta. "I kept your family safe for two hundred years. That's why the Asters thrived. But the Heartwood's gone. Debt's paid. One day left. Whatever happens next? Not my problem."

Three college girls Trish, Emma and Connie enjoy their friendship despite their different characters. Their life takes a twist one night when a handsome stranger Nick walks into their lives and steal the hearts of two of the girls. Nick wants Connie and this creates a war among friends. Schemes to destroy her life begins. Emma fakes her disappearance, seduces Connie's stepfather all this in an effort to destroy her. Trish create fake stories about Connie to destroy a relationship that she thought existed between her and Nick. Nick wants Connie but not for the reason her friends thinks, he wants her to pay for the colapse of Nick's brother Brian's business and his disappearance. Connie denies but Nick has evidence, photos of her and his brother. Connie's voice is ignored and she suffers blows from every direction driving her homeless. Brian resurfaces and every secret comes tumbling down like dominos. Connie has a twin and the mother she thought was hers is actually her aunt. Brian turns out to be her father and Nick apologies to Connie and they start their life on a new clean slate. Emma's affair comes out and her mother suffers a heart attack and Trish realizing that she might have judged her friend harshly leaves the country. Connie finally finds closure and peace.

- I guess you are Kaya Caravigne? Kara raised her head and smiled... - Yes, that's me. She took the gloved hand offered to her by the young woman in front of her and when the latter took off her hat, the young woman almost fell over. She had in front of her a woman identical to her... Brown hair, blue eyes and white skin... - I am Princess Mirabelle and I have an offer for you... I am supposed to get married in three days with the Sultan of Castamar whom I don't like very much, unfortunately... You are my carbon copy so you will take my place in front of the hotel and be his wife for the next three months... Each month I will pay you a million on your account, after the three months... I will take over. Does that suit you? - Well, I... I'll... - You need the money Kaya and I don't want to marry this man... I think we can clearly do business...? 3 million... was not a sum she could let go and besides, she could realize her dream and have the life she wanted. As strange as this story sounded, she was going to accept... Agree to marry this Sultan... Much later, Kaya would discover that this Sultan was as beautiful as he was cold... - I don't know why you agreed to marry me but I assure you that you will regret it... But the young woman was going to prove to him that she was a worthy opponent and that she could be like him sometimes... - I already regret it Majesty... It's a pity that under this Appolon appearance is a black heart.

She only wanted to live. He only needed a wife—on paper. But what started as a contract… is about to rewrite their hearts. After Rain Italy Cuervanue refuses to be sold off to an old man to pay her aunt’s debt, she’s thrown out of her own home. Desperate and alone, she flees to the only place that still holds her father’s memory, the beach house he gave her on her 18th birthday, only to find out it’s been sold. And not just to anyone. To Matthew Fuentavello, the youngest, powerful, and most feared CEO in the country, from a family known across Asia. To her shock, Matthew offers her a deal: Marry him for six months, a secret contract to fulfill his grandfather’s condition for taking full control of their empire. In return, she gets the beach house back. The catch? She must also work for him as his secretary. No one must know they’re married, except his family. Rain agrees with no choice left, never expecting that the man she married on paper… is the uncle of her cheating ex-boyfriend, the one who broke her heart with her own cousin. As they pretend by day and blur the lines by night, a dangerous chemistry starts to grow. Office rumors spark. Jealousy brews. And when the whispers get too loud, Matthew drops the biggest bomb—Rain isn’t just his secretary. She’s his wife. Just when Rain begins to believe in their stolen happiness, the past comes knocking. Her ex wants her back. Matthew’s ex, the woman who once rejected the deal Rain accepted, now wants him again. And Rain begins to wonder… Was she just a second option? Or is there something Matthew’s been hiding from the start… something real?

I, Alpha Lake Rush of the Rush Pack, hereby reject you, JoJo Wyatt, as my mate. However, you will need to keep working to pay off your debt." "Wait, what?" At the tender age of eleven, JoJo Wyatt had been forced to grow up faster than most. Coming from a challenging family background with a distant father and a fragile mother, JoJo realized early on that she had to take responsibility for herself and her younger sister. Her focus was solely on survival—love and romance held no appeal for her, especially after a devastating experience. She swore off relationships with men, but that changed when she began working for him in an unconventional role, trying to pay off roughly 7.8 million dollars for her mother’s hospital treatments. Alpha Lake Rush, 30, was known as the most formidable Alpha in the country. Though burdened by his own struggles, he had learned to be strong and decisive. His past experiences had led him to reject two of his mates. But when fate brings him JoJo, who is working to pay off her debt, everything changes. What happens when his destined mate turns out to be the one person he never expected—his third chance mate?

I have been hopelessly in love with Don Lorenzo Greco since the first time I saw him ten years ago. As the only daughter of the long-established Messina mafia family, I have set aside my pride and chased after him for a decade. On my 25th birthday, the way Lorenzo looks at me finally changed. He's not seeing a child anymore. He's looking at a woman. Lorenzo says yes to me, and I finally kiss the mouth I've been dreaming of all this while. The next day, Lorenzo announces to the world that he will hold the wedding of the century. 9,999 roses, fireworks all night, and a spectacle so grand it will shock every family in Northern Darvent. I stand there with tears in my eyes as the fireworks spell out another woman's name. Elena Lagioia. The assistant who has always been at Lorenzo's side, the girl I have never once taken seriously. I plan to confront Lorenzo with a gun in my hand. However, I stop outside the door when I hear him speaking to his consigliere. "Elena's parents are gambling addicts and owe a large debt. If I don't marry her, she'll be sold to a brothel in Malicuria tomorrow. Let's keep Cinzia in the dark for now. After this is over, I'll divorce Elena and marry Cinzia. After all, she loves me so dearly." On Lorenzo's wedding day, I'm wearing a wedding dress and resting in the arms of a far more powerful Don of the Argento family from Southern Darvent. I look at Lorenzo and smile. It drives him crazy. He swears to do whatever it takes to win me back.

On the day I died, my boyfriend was with another woman. He was a man I had rescued from the clutches of rich women. My condition was for him to be my boyfriend for three years, and he agreed. I showered him with money, resources, and connections, single-handedly making him famous. Yet, while he told me we could not date publicly, he casually engaged in fake romance rumors with others for publicity. One of his rumored girlfriends even came to me with a voice message. "If it weren’t for using her as a stepping stone, who would bother with someone so dull and boring?" But after I died, why did he go mad?

My mother-in-law gets into an accident and is taken to the emergency room. I call my attorney husband, but he only answers after over 20 missed calls. "What are you on about this time? Gigi has a bit of a problem, and I'm helping her. Stop being unreasonable." I suppress my grievance and say, "Mom's gotten into an accident. Transfer 100 thousand dollars to me." However, he believes Gigi Norris' lies and snarls, "What does your mother getting into an accident have to do with me? Don't even think of getting money from me to provide for your family. Now, leave me alone. I'm busy!" He hangs up, and my mother-in-law dies. Three days later, I see my husband in court. Gigi has been taken to court for driving under the influence, and he's there to defend her. He speaks eloquently and manages to get her off based on a lack of evidence. I lose hope in him and ask him for a divorce once the court is out of session. That's when he panics. "Think about how well my mother treats you! You'll break her heart by divorcing me!" I sneer. I throw the hospital bill and death certificate in his face. The idiot doesn't even know he no longer has a mother!

My health was not good, but I had always wanted a child. My husband, citing concern for my health, avoided intimacy with me for a year. Then I stumbled across his private messages with another woman. [You'll spend Valentine's Day with me, right? You're not going to touch her tonight, are you?] [You know I don't like doing it just to make babies. Got you some lingerie. Wear it for me tomorrow.] That ill-fitting lace lingerie he was talking about was on my body. I'd slipped it on while he was in the shower, thinking it was a Valentine's Day surprise from him. Turned out, he hadn't bought the wrong size. He had just sent it to the wrong address. I clicked on the woman's profile. Her latest video showed her at the beach, hand in hand with the person filming. I recognized her hand instantly. It belonged to my best friend.