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Jannah, seorang wanita pekerja keras. Kesulitan ekonomi dalam hidup, membuatnya terpaksa harus membanting tulang, melakukan semua pekerjaan yang dianggapnya halal. Dari mulai menjadi tukang cuci gosok di Kampung tetangga, sampai memulung barang rongsok atau botol-botol bekas di jalanan. Suaminya yang hanya berprofesi sebagai tukang ojek pengkolan membuatnya tidak bisa mengharapkan nafkah lebih dari sang suami. Sifat tempramen Herman suaminya yang tidak segan-segan akan menyakiti fisik Janah jika Janah mengeluh soal nafkah padanya, belum lagi sifat buruk lainnya seperti suka main judi dan main perempuan, membuat Janah harus extra sabar menghadapi kehidupan rumah tangganya dengan Herman. Walaupun Janah tinggal dekat dengan Orang tua Suaminya, tidak lantas membuat Janah bisa menggantungkan hidup pada Mereka. Ibu mertuanya yang super cerewet dan juga Ayah mertuanya yang suka jelalatan memandang Janah dengan penuh nafsu, jika Janah main ke rumah mereka walau hanya sekedar ingin menjenguk saja, membuatnya segan dan malas walaupun terkadang Ia sangat membutuhkan bantuan untuk sekedar meminjam uang untuk membeli beras.

My husband died in a fire trying to save me, leaving behind a mountain of debt and a newborn child. I worked hard to pay off the debt while raising the child, only to unintentionally discover that my husband hadn’t died at all. Instead, he was sleeping with my cousin. “Honey, you’re so clever. You transferred all the company funds and faked your death, leaving that stupid wife of yours to shoulder all the debt. “She’s so clueless that she doesn’t even realize the son she’s raising isn’t hers, that I swapped him out. Once she’s done paying off the debts, the three of us can live a great life together.” I silently sneered, pretending I knew nothing, and continued to raise the child. Twenty years later, my son returned home after studying abroad. The company went public in New York. On the day of the IPO, my cousin appeared arm in arm with my husband, holding a paternity test. “Claire, your husband never died. We’ve been together all these years. Alex is my son. Now that you’ve been his mother for so long, isn’t it time to return him to me?” My husband also presented a divorce agreement. “I built this company from scratch. It’s premarital property. Sign the divorce papers, walk away with nothing, and you can leave now.” I smiled and told him, “I’ve prepared a special gift for you too. I wonder if you’ll like it."

On the night of our eighth anniversary, I cooked everything Ethan loved. He didn't come home. I sat alone at the table until the food went cold. Then I did what I always did. I opened Selene's profile on the pack network. New post. One hour ago. A photo of Ethan, shirtless, building a fire in her den. Her hand on his shoulder. Her face turned toward the camera with a smile that showed too many teeth. The caption read: Grateful for old friends who drop everything when you need them. Even their marking anniversaries. I stared at it until my eyes burned. Then I liked it. Filed the bond-dissolution request. And started packing the trunk I'd kept ready for months. Ethan didn't believe it when he found out. "She's throwing a fit," I heard he told his packmates. "Give her three days." "I'll crook my finger and she'll come running back." "She always does." What he didn't understand was why I always came back. It was because I loved him. That was gone now.

[ KHUSUS DEWASA ] Santi Mayasari, seorang gadis polos yang terus dikelilingi godaan terlarang, dari teman serumah hingga rekan kerja. Rasa penasaran yang tak terkendali justru membuatnya kehilangan pekerjaan. Demi bertahan hidup, Santi menjadi perawat lansia kaya. Namun satu malam kelam dengan putra sang majikan, Bimo Prakoso Abdinegara, mengubah segalanya. Bukan penyesalan yang muncul… melainkan keinginan untuk mengulang permainan terlarang itu yang lebih liar, lebih berbahaya.

His name is Raive. The one who, 700 years ago, had lost. The necromancer who conquered half the world with an army of the undead, but then was buried alive under a terrible curse: never to die, never to be saved. He was so feared that all necromancy curses were buried with him, so that never again could such a dangerous magician arise. Angelina – a weak historian-necromancer whose only talent was a flawless grasp of the language of the dead. Fate willed it that she find a mysterious gravestone and break the seal holding the one who was never to be released: Raive – the King of the Dead! What will happen to them next? Will the Undead King help this unknown girl or will he use her mysterious blood to regain his own power and speed his way to the throne? What can they both do when passion begins to ruin all their plans, and dark desires call forth the worst poison?

Saraswati menjadi wanita tangguh setelah ibunya meninggal dunia, Ia merawat adik-adiknya hingga menjadi orang sukses sampai ia lupa akan kebahagiaan dirinya sendiri. Saras lupa akan jati dirinya itu apa, lupa cinta itu apa, hingga lupa mencari kebahagiaan itu apa. Hingga seorang pria bernama Reynd

Nobu (17) tahun. Seorang Siswa baru di SMA Kartika. Dia pikir menghabiskan masa muda di SMA sangatlah menyenangkan, ternyata itu semua hanyalah omong kosong dan khayalannya saja. Bagaimana tidak? Dia dan teman-temannya terjebak dalam Sekolah selama berhari-hari hanya untuk mengikuti permainanya seorang Psikopat Iblis. Ketakutan, kelaparan, keputus asaan, itulah yang dirasakan Nobu dan teman-temannya pada waktu itu. Bisakah Nobu dan teman-temannya melarikan diri dengan selamat?

We tend to keep secrets as humans. It is perfectly normal. Sometimes it is to protect others, but other-times it is to protect our very own selves. We fight so much to keep these secrets, but not all of them survives in the dark. Some of them begs to see the light of day. Meet Quincy Daniels, a college freshman whom life has been a secret from the moment he was conceived. When he finds out that his mother whom was presumed dead just happens to be living in the same building as him, he loses everything he thought was true about his life. Secrets that were long dead begin to rise again. Murders that were covered, children that were abandoned, lies that were hidden; inevitably ends in trust being shattered, mysteries revealed, and hearts broken. Quincy later becomes a CEO of one of the best companies in the Western World. But will his secrets let him enjoy what he has built? Ride along with Quincy as he unravels these deadly secrets that holds so much darkness that he thought it'd be best his mother died in the first place.

Three years after my death, my wife’s first love was hanging onto life by a thread, and only my system could save him. To force me to show up, she cut off my father’s medical payments. My sick mother was forced to beg her out in the summer heat until she collapsed. She even threw my beloved little sister into a bonfire to be eaten up by the flames. As she waited for me to show up, apologize to her, and use the system to save her first love, my sister finally stopped hiding the truth. “He died three years ago! Three years ago, he traded his life so you would survive that car crash!”

My fated mate, Sebastian Grant, was the most brilliant healer on the continent. Specializing in treating wolfsbane, he had saved countless of our kind. To everyone else, he was a miracle walking among us. But he had a childhood friend and fellow apprentice, Sabrina Jordan. If Sebastian was famous for curing poison, then Sabrina was infamous for creating it. For years, she studied toxins while he developed antidotes. They worked so closely together that the pack slowly stopped distinguishing danger from jokes. That was until the day she tested a new kind of wolfsbane on me and I almost died. When I woke up, Sebastian was sitting beside my bed, writing a prescription for me. "Christina, don't blame Sabrina. My mentor and I have spoiled her. She knew I'd be able to cure you, so she was just messing around. She never meant to hurt you." He said it so casually, as if I had caught a cold. Not as if my organs had been failing and I had been a breath away from death. Before I could respond, someone burst into the room shouting that Sabrina had poisoned herself. Sebastian stood up and rushed out at once, his steps hurried and almost frantic. He never noticed that my prescription was missing a key herb. Just like that, the antidote that was supposed to save me became a poison that quietly sped up my death. That was when the Moon Goddess spoke inside my mind. [You can only return to the human world if you die at the hands of your fated mate. But are you sure you want this?] I lowered my gaze to the prescription in my hand, the ink still fresh. Sebastian himself had written it. The same hands that saved countless lives had just written the final prescription that would end mine. "I'm sure," I whispered.