Dea Anugrah

In the modern day, where fixed marriages seem trivial, Gianna Emilia never thought she'd be in that situation. She never planned on getting married at the age of twenty-five, but fate had its own way of playing her life that one morning, and she woke up married. It was fine with her since it was her dad's wish, and she never said no to his wishes. She was that kind of daughter; she would always obey and follow. But for the first time in her whole existence, she regrets agreeing to that marriage. "This will only be on papers." She remembered what he said on the day of their marriage. His voice was so cold and full of irritation, making her feel the same. She regrets marrying him, the arrogant and cold-hearted Maverick Jaxon De Chavez. The guy who made her feel more unwanted and irrelevant and shattered her heart into a million pieces But how can she hate him if she has fallen for him? Will Emilia finally choose herself for the first time?

After my prays didn't seem to be heard by god, I was getting more and more desperate. To me, each passing minute was like my time with my mom was slipping away from my hands and I felt so frustrated, so helpless that I couldn't do a thing about it. It was my last resort, if not only. I made a deal with devil.

For the love of my life, I gave up my life. For the man of my dreams, I lost sleep and for a never after future, I forsook my inheritance. Anna Bel Air owed her family the duty to serve, to earn a business degree and take over the family business as the CEO of Bel Air company. Then she met Marcus Sow, a man with big dreams but a steep pocket. Blinded by love and undivided devotion to her lover, she left home, left behind her family obligations and became one with him both in business and in the other room. The thin line between love and rage is blurred Marcus is faced a financial setback. He had to protect his precious wife and by doing so, he ended up making a deal with the devil. His first love, Monalisse Mayfair

After three miscarriages for Xavier Lowe, I see it—my mother-in-law has three years left, my father-in-law nine years, and my sister-in-law two years. I say nothing. After the third miscarriage, my mother-in-law blames me, calling me a curse who "kills" children. My sister-in-law sneers, saying she almost died in a car crash the year I married Xavier—as if my bad luck dragged her down. My mother-in-law snaps, "She can't even keep a child. It must be because she's cursed!" Xavier just stands there, silent. He doesn't say a single word for me. I know that, deep down, he believes that I bring bad luck. Maybe it's also because he already has someone else—his secretary, Yvette Snyder. His mother has always liked her better, and he clung to her the night I lost my third child. I don't explain because I know the truth will only destroy them faster. On my 28th birthday, I catch a glimpse of my own countdown in the mirror. On that day, I take a leave of absence. I go to the funeral home and pick out an urn—pure white, just like the wedding dress I once wore. Wearing a beautiful floral dress, I text Xavier, asking him to meet me at the lake where we first met ten years ago. I wait from daylight until nightfall as my countdown ticks to zero. I die, and he never shows up.

He smirked, knowing he was on the winning side. "So it's a done deal for three months?" He raised his eyebrows, putting his hand forth for a handshake. I looked at the long fingers and perfectly aligned nails and then at his patient face. Sighing to myself I my own hand into his and ignored the tingles that flowed through every nerve as his fingers curled around my hand and shook it lightly. "Yeah three months." "Goodnight then." He winked, removing his hand from mine and turned to walk away. "Hey wait!" I called out, suddenly remembering something. "You don't have my number." "What makes you think that? I have my ways Smith." And with one last wink I saw him take a turn and disappear from my sight. I let out a long breath, leaning on the nearby wall. Looks like I just made a deal with the Devil. * A sarcastic girl, a cocky guy. Throw in some mystery, murder, filthy jokes, wonderful friends, tons of kisses, secrets, surprises, eye-rolls and a killer on run. And you have got yourself a story never read before. ***So grab a cup of hot chocolate, some chips and a warm blanket and get ready to laugh, cry and bite your lip in anticipation. Enjoy!!

From Alpha’s daughter to slave. Even the mighty must fall, but Ivy isn’t the type to cower. No, she is the type you never see coming. With Enzo at her side and her tenacious heart, Ivy is thrust into a world that wasn’t meant for her. Enzo worries it’s all too much for Ivy, but there is a storm brewing in Ivy’s heart. One that is fueled by rage and vengeance as they grow closer to their prey.  Ivy will stop at nothing to finish her mission, including seducing the Alpha of the Silvermoon pack. Much to Enzo’s dismay, Ivy enslaves herself to the pack and catches the attention of the Alpha, but he isn’t what he seems and suddenly Ivy is battling on more than one front. One for her heart and one for her vengeance-seeking soul. But what happens when the lines begin to blur and even Enzo can’t pull her out?

Rey Reed is a young boy who was kidnapped at the age of 16. He was knocked out and later woke up in a tar pit. However, he is someone who never gives up, no matter the odds against him. Rey Reed managed to escape, only for him to meet himself in the worst arena ever. A place where no one has ever survived. Despite the hard tournament, the first ten chapters of this story tell us how Rey Reed fights for his survival for a complete 4 years. However, everything changed when he met with some teens on the arena grounds, especially a girl named Kira. Despite how Rey Reed's father always appears to him in his dreams, warning him about his emotions, they would lead to his downfall. But Rey Reed refused to heed his father's warning, which eventually led to his downfall. Rey Reed was slaughtered on the arena ground, and he was later awoken in the afterlife. The Afterlife is a place where supernatural beings exist and live their lives. Rey Reed started his new life in the afterlife, where he discovered that he was from the generation of the Smiths. Now, who is Smith? The smith are hunters. They hunt ghosts, rogue witches, and wizards. Unfortunately for Rey Reed, he meets his generation's worst enemy in the afterlife. He was now torn between the afterlife and his physical reality. Rey Reed must fight his generation's enemy and also find a way to return to his real world.

On the third day after my death, Eliza Sutton received the call to claim my body. She was resting in another man's arms. She said nonchalantly, "He's dead, huh? Just cremate it and call me afterward." My body was fed to the flames and reduced to ashes. When the staff were done, they contacted Eliza again. Irritation flashed in her eyes as she snapped, "I heard you. I'm on my way."

I used to be the most promising composer of my generation. But while I was working on my latest piece, my husband Charles Lambert's childhood friend destroyed everything I had. She slashed my face, stole my compositions, and set fire to my house—leaving me to burn alive alongside the kitten I'd just adopted. Then, as if my death were just a spark for her success, she posted my compositions online, claiming I'd plagiarized her. And people believed her. Everyone did. Strangers on the internet sneered and spat my name, and my own husband, Charles, chose to believe her over me. Even the International Musical Society rescinded my award and handed it to her without a second thought. My students, who once followed me loyally, were now fawning over her. I became the laughingstock of the entire internet—mocked, discredited, erased. It wasn't until a week later, when someone stumbled upon the charred remains of my lakeside studio, that they found what was left of me.

เมื่อกามเทพมาในแบบรูปแบบคุณปู่สุดที่รัก ทำให้ไอด้านั้นปฏิเสธอย่างยากลำบาก ฐานภพผู้เป็นปู่ต้องการให้ ราเชนทร์ ผู้พิพากษาบุคลิกแสนเงียบขรึมมาเป็นหลานเขยคนโปรด ทำให้งานนี้ไอด้างานเข้าเต็ม ๆ เพราะเธอวาดฝันไว้ว่าต้องการผู้ชายแสนอบอุ่น รักเดียวใจเดียวอย่างฐานทัพผู้เป็นพ่อ ทว่าคู่หมายที่ผู้เป็นปู่จับให้นั้นบุคลิกแตกต่างโดยสิ้นเชิง เขาทั้งสอนเก่ง ทั้งดุ