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My mother claims my husband has cheated on me and pushes me to get a divorce. I want to collect evidence before proceeding with anything—if it's true, I have to uphold my rights. Yet she causes a scene at an art exhibition I've worked on for three years, humiliating me in public and making me sound like a gold digger. "How are you any different from a prostitute when you're holding this dumb exhibition with a man's money? I didn't raise you to be a gold digger! How can you be so revolting?" She slashes the million-dollar paintings in the exhibition, claiming that she's doing this for my good. She wants me to see the error of my ways and return to the right path. Meanwhile, I clutch my bloody hand, which she slashed with her blade. I say, "You say you want me to return to the right path, but is that what it really is? You want me to divorce my legally wedded husband, who's a CEO, without a penny to my name. "Then, you want me to marry a 45-year-old cheap man who has a child and no money? He even wants me to support him!"

When I was six, I spilled hot water, slipped, and burned my face. My face was ruined. My parents learned their lesson and never let my younger sister do housework. To everyone they met, they praised her beauty, her charm. They turned to me with nothing but disdain. When I was ten, I had a high fever. They didn't think much of it and let it drag on until my brain was damaged, leaving me slow and dull. They learned their lesson again. From then on, if my sister so much as coughed, they would rush her to the hospital in the dead of night, showering her with care. I was like a failed experiment. Every mistake they made with me, they corrected for her. I was ugly, silent, dim-witted, unwanted. She was beautiful, sweet-talking, clever, adored by all. When I was diagnosed with depression, I gathered what little courage I had and told them. Mom lashed out, called me sick in the head, and accused me of being petty. If I was so capable, she said, I might as well die. It wasn't until my sister pushed me off a high-rise that they found out, by sheer accident, that she wasn't their child at all. I was their one and only biological child.

"It's alright Luciana, everything will be fine—they're just like you.”"No they're not, they have wings." Luciana Morgenstern has been hunted all her life. The High Council told everyone it was because she was a hybrid, but Luciana knows they truly consider her a threat because she has abilities that could make her far more powerful than even the Council's leader—so they take away the one thing that allows her to use her gifts, and put her into the Angel Academy. She has lived in the Academy for nine years now, and at the start of her tenth year, a dozen new angels join. One of which, will turn her miserable life upside down as the Council's intricate web of lies starts to unravel . . .

My wife, a doctor, treated our daughter like a walking blood bank. When our daughter passed away, she took it even further. She transplanted her corneas into her old flame’s son. Before our daughter’s body was even cold, she was out having dinner with her ex and his son. They were celebrating that the boy could see again. She even went so far as to secretly burn our daughter’s body to get rid of any evidence. By the time I got there, all I saw was my daughter's ashes being swallowed up by the flames. I told her I wanted a divorce. She just sneered, “It’s only a daughter. Are you really going to divorce me over this?” But later, she was down on her knees, begging me not to leave her.

“I want her. As my tribute this year” Alpha Dominik declared loudly, stunning me and the whole crowd. My life had taken a shitty turn at 18, when I had failed to transform. My father, the man who was supposed to protect and love me, had cast me away to live the miserable life of an omega. Hope came however, when the new Alpha of the clan had decided to give us omegas a second chance to rewrite our destinies by getting a second chance at getting their wolf awakening. Like I wanted, the ritual worked and my wolf was awakened. But why does my wolf start to pine for Alpha Dominik, the Devil Alpha that had everyone shaking in their fur just at the mention of his name? Even worse was his despise for me, a weak omega whom he didn’t deem fit to be his mate. Now I’m stuck in between the Alpha who wanted me and the Devil Alpha who could not accept the mate bond by the moon goddess. Would the Devil Alpha accept this mate bond by the moon goddess? Or leave me be.

"How can something so beautiful be so dangerous?” "The danger is in its beauty.” Lyzaria is a dragon shifter, one of the last of her kind. Dragons were thought to have gone extinct after the werewolves hunted them for decades. One day she is running from a group of Hunters, and is forced to escape into the forest. She never knew why her father told her to stay away from the mysterious beauty, but she soon realized her mistake.

Kematian sang istri di saat melahirkan sang buah hati membuat Jagat Paraduta terpuruk. Hatinya telah mati rasa karena sampai kapanpun hanya Aakriti-lah yang ia cintai. Hingga pada suatu hari hati Jagat kembali bergejolak dan jantungnya kembali berdegub kencang saat ia melihat sosok perempuan cantik yang terlihat ceria yang ternyata adalah guru les dari putrinya yang diketahui bernama Jasmine. Pucuk dicinta ulam pun tiba, ternyata perempuan itu juga mengirimkan sinyal kecintaan pada Jagat. Hingga akhirnya Jagat kembali membuka hati dan menjalin hubungan dengan Jasmine. Namun ternyata status Jagat yang seorang duda beranak satu telah membuat Jasmine malu dan meminta Jagat agar menyembunyikan hubungan mereka. Sudah lelah menyembunyikan hubungan, saat mereka memutuskan untuk menikah malah ada saja rintangan yang membuat rencana pernikahan mereka berkali-kali harus diurungkan. Bagaimana kisah cinta Pak Duda tampan dan Bu Guru cantik? Akankah kisah mereka berakhir di pelaminan ataukah di tengah jalan, ikuti terus kisahnya.

"Mira as part of the treaty negotiations with the bright moon pack, I have agreed to a marriage alliance. You, Mira Parker, will marry the Alpha's first son, Nicholas Den on the next full moon". Mira has been waiting to find her mate for years, their pack is the weakest and most vulnerable of the other packs in America. Mira's world turned upside down after her 18th birthday when her parents broke the shocking news to her of being arranged to marry the first son of Alpha Den, the Alpha of the strongest pack in America. Her pack needed the protection of a stronger and larger pack, so the political alliance will ensure their safety and survival. What could be worse than her being arranged to marry Nicholas Den, the ruthless, cruel, womanizer, and heartless future Alpha of the bright moon pack? A total stranger that she knew nothing about apart, from what the rumors describe him to be. Will Mira have a happy marriage like other people? or, what if it turns out, that there are a lot of even worse things.

April, the daughter of the esteemed Alpha of the Moon Stone pack, has lived a princess life for eighteen years. Her world shatters when her beloved father passes away. Amidst the grief, her solace has always been Dorian, her stepbrother, who had once been her anchor. Yet, soon after her father’s death, a chilling transformation takes hold of Dorian. He starts to bully her, isolating her from the pack. As April grapples with this unexpected cruelty, she discovers a secret, a hidden resentment harbored by Dorian for years. Determined to reclaim the life she once knew, April embarks on a quest to unravel the mysteries surrounding her stepbrother’s changed demeanor. Will she uncover the truth behind his hatred, or is her past forever lost to the shadows?

That night, Liam served me my usual evening tea. I trusted him completely—he was my mate, after all, and a respected healer of Thornpack. I shouldn't have. When I woke up the next morning, my head was spinning. The special safe where I kept the morphing inhibitor—the one I'd spent my entire savings to import from Europe for our daughter Isla—was empty. Racing to the healing center, I found Liam celebrating. He was handing out moon-blessed wine, beaming with pride as Natalie's daughter Anna showed off her perfect transformation. My inhibitor had been used on his first love's pup instead of our own daughter. The shock triggered something in my brain. When I collapsed, they diagnosed me with the rare tumor that plagued our kind. Without inhibitors, I couldn't stop Isla's transformation that came early, her six year old body couldn't handle the massive wolf form and the force ripped through her young body. And I, for one, don't even have enough money to keep her in a treatment center. She died in my arms three days later, her little claws drawing blood as the pain overwhelmed her. Until her last breath, she kept asking why Papa hadn't come. Now, in my cold, empty home, with the white porcelain urn containing her ashes on the table, I touch her and decide to sever our partnership.