Did Denji Eat Makima

Before my wedding, my future sister-in-law diagnoses me with cervical erosion. She insists it's because of my promiscuity. My boyfriend arranges for my sister-in-law to operate on me without my permission. After the surgery, I find that my womb is missing. I'm furious, and I want to know what's happened. However, my boyfriend berates me. "It's perfectly normal for Kate to make a mistake since it was her first surgery. You're her sister-in-law—stop making a big deal out of a small thing!" I refuse to settle the matter privately and call the cops. That's when my boyfriend secretly murders me via poisoning for the sake of his sister's future. When I open my eyes again, I find that I've been taken back to before the surgery.

"You will serve me," said the Crown Prince. Bella shook her head in denial. "You will be my Crown Princess!" He carried her in his arms and took her into his bed. He was determined to never let his beautiful Bella go. Not even life after death, he will come looking for her. That he promise, for she was his only love. ....Ten years ago, Bella Li woke up and everyone was gone. Her mother, her father, and her whole Phoenix's clan have disappear. On her own she struggle to survive. Being voiceless, weak, and meek, she was force to be the maid of Crown Prince Wallace Zhang. The Crown Prince hated her. For she brought shame to him. Bella have bruises all over her face, and being a mute, he despise her. He bullies her, whips her, and frames her to leave the palace. Through the hardship and struggle, she grew up to be a beautiful woman. Every men chases her, and every women admires her. The Crown Prince who saw her years later have fallen madly in love with her. Believing that she is his true love, he uses ever trick in the book to make her his.

My sister and I married into wealthy families at the same time and became glamorous society wives. She had been childhood sweethearts with her husband, a CEO who was admired and respected by all. On the surface, their marriage was harmonious and respectful. But three years after the wedding, she got drunk one night and tearfully confessed to me. "Carrie… he's seeing someone else. He even has a love child now. They've been together longer than we've been married. He's been lying to me all this time. I'm just a joke to him." My eyes burned, brimming with unshed tears. "Actually… Kai's cheating too. He even bought his mistress a luxury car." We cried together all night. Gradually, our sorrow slowly turned into cold, clear resolve. "I don't want that bastard anymore, Carrie." "It's okay, Rachel. If you're walking away, I am too. I don't want my scumbag husband either." After a long talk, we made our final decision: Since this life wasn't working, we'd disappear. We'd leave it all behind and vanish without a trace.

After being secretly married to me for five years, my husband, a famous actor, suddenly reveals his relationship on his Twitter account. Promotional accounts find out who I am and make me out to be a woman who refuses to let the relationship die. My husband's fans criticize and mock me all over the Internet, but I'm unfazed. My husband's the one who cheated on me, yet he's acting like he's deeply in love with another woman. Does he think I'm nothing but a regular businesswoman? Sometimes, some people get ahead of themselves because they forget their roots. I bet he's forgotten who funded his success!

My marriage to Dante, the Moretti heir, was meant to be a union of power, an alliance of empires. But for me, it was also the real deal. Then his adopted sister, Clara, showed up at a party. She was wearing his custom leather jacket, straddling his prized Ducati, and she looked right at me with a smirk. "Dante says," she purred, "that I suit these precious things better than you do." My smile froze. Dante had her on a plane overseas so fast it was like she'd never existed. Five years later, the night before our wedding. I found him staring at the design for our wedding rings. He'd changed the engraving. The "Amor Aeternus"—Eternal Love—was gone. In its place: "Mea culpa, mea maxima culpa." My sin, my greatest sin. I took off my veil right then and there. "The wedding," I said, my voice like ice, "is off."

Akala ko mababaon ko na sa limot ang nakaraan. Eighteen years ago, I walked away from the man I loved, clutching the tiny life growing inside me, shattering my own heart to protect my child. Binuo ko ang mundo ko mula sa simula, pinalaki si Gian nang may lakas at pagmamahal, at hinubog ang reputasyon ko bilang Queen Verdict, hindi matatalo at matatag sa korte. Para sa akin, ang Maynila, ang lungsod ng pagkakanulo, ay mundo na isinara ko na magpakailanman. But life has a way of dragging you back into the fire. Nang mapilitan akong humarap sa imperyo ng Aragon sa korte, I’m not prepared for the ghosts of my past especially Nathan, now standing across the courtroom from me, representing the family that once tore us apart. Ang tensyon ay matindi, personal, at imposibleng balewalain. At si Laura, na parang anino ng dilim, na may bulong ng tukso at kaguluhan, nagpapakita kay Nathan ng dahilan para makalimot sa akin. I thought I could protect Gian from Nathan’s world, from their tangled history, but fate has other plans. Nang dumating ang panganib, napagtanto kong ang pag-ibig, katapatan, at tiwala ay laban sa sarili rin. Ang obsesyon ni Nathan, ang walang tigil niyang pagsunod, ang matinding proteksyon niya ay nakakaakit, nakakatakot, at nakalilito lahat ng sabay. I have a choice: let him back into our lives or keep the walls I’ve built, shielding my son from heartbreak again. Ngunit sa larong ito ng kapangyarihan, paghihiganti, at pagnanasa, natutunan ko ang isang bagay: a Queen rises, scars and all, to claim her throne. At gagawin ko ang lahat para protektahan ang pamilya ko, kahit harapin ang lalaking minahal ko noon ,kahit pa harapin ang aking mga kahihinatnan and the consequences I never imagined.

My fated mate, Dexter, became the Alpha King when his brother died. He inherited the crown, the power… and his brother’s widowed mate, Jenica. All because I, a half-breed, had failed for years to give him a pureblood heir. He told me he had to mark Jenica, and the pain nearly shattered me. But he held me close, kissed my tears, and swore that his wolf, his fate, had chosen only me. That I would always be his one and only Luna. I believed him. And yet, he still spent every night in her bed. Then, Jenica became pregnant. While the pack celebrated, Dexter forced me from the Luna’s suite, all so her pup could be born into the pack’s purest lunar aura. As I felt our bond unravel thread by painful thread, I sent a final, coded message to a friend in the human world. “In four days, get me out.” That night, I made a choice. My time as his mate was over.

Amara Wilson's life was a silent prison under her stepfather's abuse. Driven by greed and debt, he sells her into a transactional marriage with the formidable Italian Mafia boss, Emiliano Valenti. For Emiliano, cold and scarred by betrayal, Amara is a mere contractual solution—a means to an heir, with a strict expectation of obligation, not love. Amara accepts her fate, hiding the secret of her brutal past and the bruises beneath her elegant new facade. ​The silence breaks when Emiliano spots a fading handprint on her neck. This tiny mark ignites a furious, unexpected protectiveness, clashing with his ingrained cynicism. His suspicion leads him to task his right-hand man, Matteo, with an investigation into the Wilson family. Matteo uncovers a shocking web of manipulation, violence, and treachery surrounding Amara’s stolen inheritance and her father’s suspicious death. As Emiliano learns the full extent of her stepfather's cruelty, his indifference transforms into a burning need for justice and vengeance. ​Forced into shared quarters, the terrified Amara finds unexpected solace in Emiliano's demanding presence, even waking up safe in his arms. Emiliano, battling the ghosts of his past, struggles with the confusing pull he feels toward his quiet, resilient wife, determined to become the protector she desperately needs. As their opulent world clashes with Amara's dark secrets, their transactional arrangement begins to unravel. Can a marriage born of debt and fear ignite a slow, consuming love strong enough to withstand the violent path of retribution? This is a story of healing, hidden strength, and a powerful Mafia boss who finds the greatest treasure in the heart of the woman he bought.

Angelique Cruz is just a normal 22-year-old Filipina living out her last vacation as a college senior to the fullest before going into the work force. But during her vacation trip with her friends, she makes a startling discovery: she is, in fact, the reincarnation of goddess Persephone. With this, she is forced to turn her back on her peaceful, average life and face a strange, antique world of myth and magic. Between longing for her previous life and adjusting to her newfound identity, she also finds herself at odds with Fran Treloar, the reincarnation of Hades and her supposed husband. Cold and demanding, he gave her no choice but to put up with a contract marriage with him. With the two of them bickering at first sight, will there be a possibility for cooperation, or even. . affection?

I woke up in the past, on the eve of being traded by my family to that controlling mafia Don. Last life, his suffocating “love” and rigid rules strangled me to death. This time, watching my father’s eager face, I just smiled. “The engagement? Give it to your precious illegitimate daughter.” I walked away. Using the skills he forced me to learn, I secured my escape. On the day of his wedding to my replacement, I boarded a plane far from this gilded hell. Just before leaving, I pressed a button. The family mansion—the symbol of my old prison—erupted into a fireball behind me. Now, I’m thriving under the Mediterranean sun, free and wild. The once-untouchable Don is scouring the globe for me, unraveling. He found me at an airport, fell to his knees, his eyes desperate, begging me to come back. I lowered my sunglasses and looked at this stranger, my ex-fiancé, my voice utterly calm. “Do I know you?”