Do Fish Sleep

Pouco antes do casamento, descobri que estava grávida de dois meses. Meu noivo, Diogo Bragança, com o hálito de quem havia bebido, pousou a mão na minha barriga, murmurou em tom de brincadeira: — Francisca, acho que ainda não estou pronto pra ser pai. Vamos... deixar esse bebê pra depois? Respondi com o coração vazio: — Tudo bem. Na vida passada, insisti em ter esse filho. Na mesma época, Antonella Coutinho sofreu um aborto e perdeu a chance de engravidar. Diogo me culpou por isso e, depois do casamento, foi frio comigo até o fim. O filho que carreguei com dor e quase à custa da minha vida, Lenor Bragança, mais tarde passou a chamar Antonella de “mamãe” aos gritos. No dia em que sofri um acidente e perdi muito sangue, pai e filho passaram por mim sem sequer olhar para trás. Eles tinham pressa. Antonella estava em trabalho de parto. Lá em cima, eu morria, esvaída em sangue. Lá embaixo, eles comemoravam o nascimento de uma nova vida, balançando bastões de luz. Desta vez, não vou mais me abandonar por ninguém. Disquei para o diretor do instituto: — Quero me juntar à expedição na Antártida.

No dia em que meu pai apareceu no banquete com a ex-namorada, a notícia se espalhou na internet, e todos riram da minha mãe. Ela tinha abandonado uma carreira promissora para entrar em uma família rica, mas após trinta anos ela continuava sendo uma anônima, sem posição, sem sequer a coragem de confrontar a amante. Após chorar uma noite inteira, minha mãe me olhou exausta. — Foi ele quem me traiu primeiro. Então, eu também não o quero mais. — Ela disse. — Lili, você vem comigo? Nesse mesmo instante, meu celular vibrou com uma mensagem do meu namorado com quem eu estava há sete anos: [Lívia, é só uma certidão de casamento. Não está bom só sendo minha namorada?] Permaneci em silêncio por alguns segundos e, por fim, assenti com a cabeça. Assim, no dia do casamento deles, minha mãe e eu desaparecemos no incêndio da mansão.

Alina Kana hanyalah seorang gadis biasa. Ia terlahir di keluarga biasa yang bercita-cita membuat toko roti dengan namanya sendiri. Demi mencapai harapannya, ia bekerja banting tulang untuk mengumpulkan uang menjadi seorang cleaning service di salah satu perusahaan besar. Namun sepertinya, ia harus siap mengubur mimpi itu ketika tidak sengaja mengotori kemeja CEO tempat perusahaannya bekerja. Tidak bisa! Alina harus mencegah CEO itu memecatnya, meskipun itu berarti harus menjadi asisten pribadi di rumah pria arogan itu.

Brought up by her grandmother, Kiara is just your average girl, a Nerdy Chef. She was urged to attend a billionaire's party by her best friend Mila. Kiara didn't realize what is going to happen at the party. But she won't ever be that average girl again. She met a man who called her "mate" The man happened to be Mateo , the famous Arrogant and ruthless Mafia billionaire Alpha. ** The blood moon pack was lead by Alpha Asher and luna Aria. It was a tradition that a day before the moonlight festival ritual , the Alpha and his wife will go to a forest near the human world to get a precious stone. Which will be used for the moonlight festival ritual. However, on one of those days They went to get the precious stone but never returned. The pack hunters reported that the alpha and his luna was attacked and captured by humans. For mateo to get his wolf, he must find his parents and his mate. And bring them back to the pack. Already, the pack witch told him that his mate is a human. Mateo set out in a journey to the human town. There he met Jack who introduced him to a powerful Mafia group. He needed power, connections and money in order to find his parents. Therefore he joined a famous mafia group the scorpion souls to survive and not after long became their leader.

ชายผู้เปี่ยมไปด้วยเสน่ห์ลึกลับน่าค้นหา แอบซ่อนอาชีพเสริมที่ไม่อาจบอกให้ใครรู้ได้ งานกลางคืนที่ใครหลายคนรังเกียจ ผมทำอาชีพเด็กไซด์ไลน์เพื่อเลี้ยงปากท้อง จุ๊ๆ อย่าเพิ่งคิดว่าดราม่า แม้ชีวิตผมจะไม่สวยหรูอย่างคนอื่นเขา แต่ผมมีแนวทางในการดำเนินชีวิตของตัวเอง เก็บงำความลับผู้อื่นภายใต้รอยยิ้ม เว้นระยะจากทุกคนหนึ่งก้าว ยามเลือกลูกค้าต้องมีลู่ทางถอยให้ตัวเองเสมอ แต่โชคชะตามักเล่นตลก ในขณะที่กำลังหาเงินเข้ากระเป๋า ดันไปเจอมาเฟียตัวเอ้เข้าอย่างจัง! หนีไม่พ้นยังไม่พอ คิดจะมายัดเหยียดตำแหน่ง ‘อิหนู’ ให้กันอีกเรอะ! มาลองดูกันเถอะว่า ประสบการณ์หนีหนี้อันโชกโชนบวกกับไหวพริบที่ได้มาตั้งแต่เกิดจะทำให้ผมรอดจากวิกฤตครั้งนี้ได้หรือไม่ ป๋า : ฝัน **เรื่องนี้ไม่สักแต่เรทแน่นอน คนเขียนรับประกัน!**

At the very moment Phoebe Stanton miscarries, her husband, Connor Russell, is celebrating the return of his first love. To him, her three years of devotion and companionship mean nothing more than being a live-in maid and cook. Phoebe gives up on him and decides to divorce. Everyone in their circle knows that Phoebe is clingy and impossible to shake off. "I bet she'll come crawling in a day." Connor sneers. "A day? That's too long—half a day at most." But the moment Phoebe signs the divorce papers, she decides never to look back. She throws herself into a new life. She revives her career, which she once abandoned, builds new connections, and meets new people. As time goes on, Connor no longer sees even a trace of Phoebe at home. He begins to panic. At an industry summit, he finally spots her, surrounded by admirers. Desperate, he pushes forward. "Phoebe, haven't you had enough of this tantrum?" But Gideon Blackwood suddenly steps in front of her, shoving Connor aside, his very demeanor chilling the air. "Don't touch my woman." Connor has never loved Phoebe. But now that he does, it's already too late. There's no longer a place for him in her world.

My fiancé wants to marry me in a pizzeria. At the same time, he promises to give his true love the rest of his life on a luxurious cruise. Our wedding is only 48 hours away, but I don't want him anymore.

Ao saber que eu estava grávida, o amor inesquecível do meu marido me empurrou de propósito do convés de um cruzeiro. Não gritei por socorro. Em silêncio, agarrei a minha sogra, que também caíra na água, e juntas lutamos para sobreviver. Na vida passada, clamei desesperada no meio do mar. Meu marido desceu imediatamente com homens para salvar a mim e à sua mãe. A amante, porém, manchada de sangue, atraiu tubarões e acabou devorada. Após a morte dela, ele declarou que, por ter me empurrado, ela não merecia viver e passou a me tratar com devoção. Mas, quando meu filho nasceu, foi ele quem pegou o retrato daquela mulher e esmagou a criança com ele. Rugiu ele: — Você me fez perder o amor da minha vida. Agora vai provar o mesmo gosto da perda! Lutei até o fim e o arrastei comigo para a morte. Quando abri os olhos novamente... eu estava de volta àquele mesmo mar.

While I was nine months pregnant, the apple of my husband’s eye moved into our house. Whenever she saw me, she would make a sad face. My husband was sure that I was flaunting my pregnancy to make her angry. “Rachel is frail, and she can’t get pregnant, yet you’re walking around making her upset?! Do I seriously have to teach you a lesson?!” He ordered the bodyguards to lock me in the attic that had not been in use for a long time and told them not to give me food. I pleaded for mercy and told him that the ultrasound scan showed that the twin babies were too big. I told him that the doctor had claimed that I had to be hospitalized while I waited for my delivery. But he laughed as if he had heard the world’s greatest joke. When he spoke, his voice was as cold as ice. “You’re still three days away from your delivery date! Enough with the pitiful act! Repent while you’re in the attic! This is what you get for making Rachel upset!” The contractions hurt so much that I clenched my fists to the point that my nails broke, but no one unlocked the door to the attic. My piercing screams echoed in the attic for a long time until my whole body was soaked in blood, and one of my babies was stuck between my bloody legs. Three days later, my husband ate his breakfast that was not up to his taste and said, “Have Jane make breakfast for me, then have her apologize to Rachel with a gift. If she’s sincere enough, I’ll send her to the hospital to deliver the babies.” But no one dared go up to the attic because the blood that flowed down from it had already reached the second step of the stairs.

My sister pushes her daughter at a murderer so she can win the prize in a photography competition. After this, she even uses the incident and my name to extort the victim to pay an astronomical sum as compensation. The victim stabs me to death in a fit of rage. When my son, who is brought up by me, learns the truth, he doesn't seek justice for me. Instead, he scatters my ashes in the sea and says, "My mother told me that I would've been the happiest child in the world if not for you taking the wrong child home back then." When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to when my daughter was five years old. I have a month until her death. This time, I'm going to protect my child to the best of my abilities. I won't bother about an ingrate anymore.