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On our third wedding anniversary, I received a cake from my husband. It had the names Clarisse Burke and Antonio Carey written on it, along with Happy Third Anniversary. But I felt like I'd been plunged into ice. That wasn't my name. Clarisse was his secretary. Sure enough, I saw my cake in Clarisse Burke's latest post, labeled Iva Grant and Antonio Carey. [Three years, and someone's already treating me like his wife.] Below, there was a comment. [Delete that post! The cakes got mixed up. Don't let Iva find out.] That was when I realized he had planned every romantic surprise in pairs. Holding my phone, I laughed at his pathetic attempt to cover it up. But I was done. I started planning my exit.

She ran for her life. Escaping a fate worse than death, she left behind the only word she knew, determined never to be controlled again. She took cover in another pack, with the intent to never reveal her true identity and create a new life for herself. And then, fate twisted everything. To keep her life, she had to marry him, the ruthless Alpha who could destroy her with a single command. She pretended to be someone else and get married to him, the same thing she ran away from. Now, every glance he throws her feels like a game of predator and prey. Every touch is a warning. Every word is a test. I ran from one bondage to find myself in another. And this time, the key to her freedom is in his hands.

Nama ku Kara Garvita, panggil saja Kara. Setiap helaan napas, aku mengubah oksigen menjadi karbondioksida. Tentu bukan hal sulit mengubah cinta menjadi benci . Terjebak pada kekerasan rumah tangga pada pernikahan pertama, membuat hidup begitu merana, walau akhirnya aku bisa melepaskan diri. Kembali hidup melajang menikmati kesenangan yang tak sempat ku nikmati. I won the jackpot Teriak ku ketika seorang pengusaha muda, tampan dan kaya menawarkan pernikahan karena aku mirip dengan mendiang istrinya yang tiada. Kupikir awal kebahagiaan di mulai bersama Prabu Garvin. Ternyata aku salah memilih lagi ... Dia sama dengan suami pertama dalam bentuk berbeda. Cover : Canva

Sasikirana, seorang gadis yang bisa melihat makhluk halus, tiba-tiba terbangun di sebuah kamar hotel bersama dengan pria asing, setelah kerasukan roh wanita. Sialnya, pria tersebut adalah CEO tempatnya bekerja yang terkenal dingin dan kejam, bernama Melviano, seorang duda yang ditinggal mati oleh istrinya. Saat kembali bertemu, Vian mengajaknya menikah. Di samping itu, Sasi juga mendapatkan gangguan dari almarhumah istri Vian. Setelah Sasi menjadi bagian keluarga Stanley, satu per satu misteri yang menyelimuti mulai terungkap. Apa yang akan terjadi selanjutnya? Mampukah Sasi bertahan dengan pernikahan yang tidak didasari dengan cinta, ditambah teror dari almarhumah istri suaminya? Cover designed by Chay Graphic and owned by LeeNaGie

Amelia anak petani dari desa, wajah cantik, kulit sawo matang. Ia di terima Universitas itu karena mendapatkan beasiswa. Di kampus ia sukai seorang dosen yang tampan juga kaya. Amelia sering di bully dan di ejek. Tapi dia tak perdulikanya. Niatnya hanya belajar. Ryan seorang dosen, sebenarnya ia anak orang kaya. Tapi Ryan lebih suka mengajar daripada membantu Perusahaan Ayahnya. Sedangkan Ibunya Ryan tau anaknya berhubungan dengan gadis desa berusaha memisahkanya. Ia ingin menjodohkan dengan gadis pilihanya Tentunya yang sederajat dan calon pengacara. Akankah cinta mereka bersatu dengan segala perbedaan dan halangan dari Ibunya Ryan? Cover by pinterest

Sabria Verone Villin is eighteen years old, who always hated the Protagonist in every drama or movie, or book that she has watched or read. She has, however, has a soft spot for the Villain. She understood their pain. The kind of endless pain that only the living could feel. Alone, helpless, locked in a dark room with no one to rely on. Dash, was a racer. His life had always been in the line each race. But an accident caused him to be in a coma for six months. When he regained consciousness, he couldn't remember anything that happened prior to his accident. All he could remember was his memories with the woman he love, Sabrina. Will the charm of second chance love work? Or will it completely destroy what little love they have for each other?

"Maybe I was destined to forever fall in love with people I couldn't have..." Grace was a soft touch, yet remained tough when the tough gets going. It was his guess that she would always forgive. She cleared her throat, gave another wink and sighed. "Laura said that's all part of moving on. But this love thing is hard to find, to forget nor keep." "True" Laurel replied. "Love is never supposed to hurt. It seems you high hopes on him". "Not really. I only hoped, but was totally wrong". "Don't you think it's for the better?" "Maybe". She said smiling. Right there, he knew he'd have to hold on to her. What do you think?

“You know you want me too” He said, his voice was soft and deep sending a sensation through her wet body, his eyes keened on her as he kept her close in his arms. The water dripping down their body soaking them and revealing everything single thing under the thin dress she was wearing. Despite the cold water, she felt hot, she felt it was the place she ought to be. “You are mine” he whispered and tried to cave in but how could she, her time was him was gone, she was his ex-wife and now she had a husband and he also had a wife. What they were doing was an abomination but yet it felt so good, to be with him, to be in his arms, to kiss those lips again.

Prior to that day, she had never been so hopeless in her life. In any case, when she was in the most humiliating circumstance, the nonsensical man she met ended up being the legend of M city. He was rich, amazing, attractive, and he had a unique association with her… She was orchestrated to go on a prearranged meet-up. The two kids cried and called her: "Daddy beats us, help!" She hurried over in sweat, while the man was remunerating those two kids for their incredible acting abilities with huge drumsticks ... She indignantly said, "Alex, my prearranged meet-up has been obliterated by you!" The man said in a soft tone, "I'm the dad of the kid. Assuming you need to get hitched, shouldn't I be the best option?"

Warning- Mature Audiences only!. -Strong sexual content. - rated language. Original work. Description: "Get up!." He commanded. His voice was stern and his cold blue eyes pierced into my skin. I didn't look fazed by his intimidating demeanor. "You muckerfucker blood-sucking demon." I cussed, biting down my lower lip to hinder myself from not raining more curses at him. He smirked. He glided across the room until he stood in front of me, I looked right into his eyes as he lowered down to my level. His hand gripped my chin up, his blue eyes looking deep into mine. "You won't end well if you continue to speak to me like that," I smirked. "I am not afraid of you!" He smiled but it didn't reach his eyes. "And you're afraid of death, I am death." My jaw dropped. He knows where to get me. He let go of me seeing my frightened look and looking satisfied. "But you didn't have to kill that girl for my sake. She did nothing." "Someone's going to cover up for you." He turned around and went to sit on my bed. "But I didn't kill him. There was nothing to cover up for." "Oh, dear." He said and lit his joint up. "He died." I froze. I killed someone too. I've stained my hands with blood. "Don't look too surprised and all that stunned. That's one thing you'll learn how to do and face. You've got to learn how to kill." *** Vanora Campbell's mom died leaving her with her uncaring father, she blamed her father for killing her mother and lived so carelessly thereafter. Her life turned upside down when her dad sold her to the Italian mafia boss, Zavi Covillie.