Novel & Cerita Does Soulmates Look Alike

"I'll never come back to you! Not in my lifetime!" I spat angrily at him. He scoffed, his eyes as dark as ever. "Then, would you rather be dead than be mine?" "What?" "You either come back to me or you die." He blurted out. My eyes widened in shock, was he really going to kill me? "You don't want to die, do you? Then... strip." He ordered, his voice sounded too hoarse. I moved back, looking for a way to escape. "There is no way out Crystal. You either strip or die. I must have you by all means..." ••••••••••• Crystal was hurt and betrayed when the man he loved and cared for left her like that. She saved his life and they were living happily until he left her one day. He didn't look back, he never cared if she got pregnant for him. She had to find out his true identity being Alexander Hunter. The missing billionaire heir of the biggest and richest family in the country. Three years later, fate brings them together again. Crystal is trying everything she can to get away from him but Alexander would do anything to have her back. What's worse? He's forceful with it. He wants no one with her even though he has a fiance. Will Crystal be able to overcome this crisis? What happens when she finds out not everything she saw was the truth? Does Alexander just wants her back or is he doing this for revenge?

In my ninth year of being with Tyler Freeman, he flaunts his relationships with other women while I'm only allowed to come and go from his bedroom. He doesn't acknowledge me as his girlfriend, yet he allows his friends to address me as such. I have a name but not an identity. His friends are bored during a private party and want me to perform a strip dance on stage to liven things up. I expect Tyler to at least turn them down on my behalf, but all he does is sip his wine and say, "Go on. You're the owner of this place, aren't you? Aren't clubs supposed to satisfy their patrons' needs? Don't let my friends down!" I look at him emotionlessly. I don't cry or throw a fuss. Instead, I splash a glass of liquor in his face. The following day, I trash the club. Three months later, Tyler finally thinks of calling me. "Where are you? Aren't you gonna get the hell back here? Do you really expect me to beg you to come back? Do you think you're worthy of that?" I pull my newlywed husband to the camera. "Sorry, Mr. Freeman. I'm getting married. You don't need to come, but do get me a wedding gift." Unexpectedly, he threatens to show my husband intimate videos of me when he sees me in a wedding gown.

A woman of your caliber doesn’t deserve to be cheated on,” Amelia Connels thought Jake was her forever. She loved him, trusted him, and even helped him rise to success. But on the night of his surprise birthday party, a night she planned to celebrate their love; he didn’t show up. Instead, Amelia met Logan Wills, a captivating billionaire with a devilish smirk and a devastating revelation. "Does he look familiar?" Logan asked, as he held his phone up. The image of Jake, tangled in bed with another woman, shattered Amelia’s world. Heartbroken and furious, she didn’t know what hurt more: Jake’s betrayal or the truth that she’d given everything to someone who didn’t value her. Logan, however, offered her a proposal—a fake relationship. "A relationship with me for three months," Logan proposed, his gaze steady. "Make him regret ever cheating on you." What Amelia didn’t know was that Logan’s motives runs deeper than revenge for her heartbreak. But as their staged romance heats up, so do real feelings, and secrets neither of them expected threaten to ruin everything. "You used me, didn’t you?" Amelia whispered, tears streaming down her face. "And you helped him to ruin me!!," Logan shot back, his voice cracking. In a battle of love, betrayal, and redemption, Amelia and Logan must decide if they can overcome their pasts or if their connection is just another casualty of revenge.

They didn’t divorce her. They replaced her. Tyla Wilson spent five years in a marriage where she was present, useful… but never chosen. Then his first love returned. And everything she endured was erased in a single night. Her husband chose another woman. Her son called someone else “Mom.” And the family she served like she belonged… stopped pretending she did. The final blow came when Olivia returned—pregnant. That was the moment Tyla stopped asking to be seen. So she left. No arguments. No breakdown. No tears. Just silence. But silence was not the end of her story. It was the beginning of her return. Because Tyla Wilson does not break. She rebuilds. And the woman who once lowered herself to fit into a family that never valued her… rises into someone they can no longer ignore. Now she moves through elite society with quiet authority—the kind that makes conversations pause when she enters a room, the kind that turns dismissal into hesitation. Her name begins to circulate in places that once shut her out. Her success grows in spaces that once overlooked her existence. And even a powerful man in elite society—one who once misjudged her without a second thought—finds himself unable to look away as she rises beyond everything he expected. Meanwhile, the people who erased her begin to feel the weight of her absence. But Tyla is no longer reachable by regret. She is no longer asking to be understood. And she is not returning to what broke her. Because she is not the woman they discarded. She is the consequence they never saw coming. And for them… It is already too late to want her.

She's sin wrapped in a nun habit. He is the devil who makes her want to confess. Luciano Moretti, the mafia's most feared enforcer, kills without hesitation, prays to no god, and bleeds for the Cosa Nostra. Sister Elizabeth has spent her life behind church walls, burying her desires under layers of penance and prayer. She is supposed to be untouchable—a quiet, secluded nun devoted to faith. But when she finds him bleeding on the altar one night, their worlds collide in a sin neither heaven nor hell can cleanse. He's meant to marry her sister to seal a deal between two mafia empires. She's meant to keep her vows and distance. But temptation has a cruel sense of humour... Because he's the last man she should want. She's the only woman he can't have. But one touch, one look, and everything sacred begins to crumble. Luciano does not seek salvation. Instead, he lures her into a dangerous path, one that includes everything she is meant to avoid, and everytime she whispers "forgive me, Father," her soul sinks deeper into him. As bloodlines clash and loyalty turns to betrayal, Elizabeth learns that the war outside the chapel isn't the only one she must survive. Because Luciano's world is built on violence and secrets, one of which binds her fate to his in ways neither of them saw coming. Desire clashes with devotion. Duty turns to betrayal. And when they're both drowning in a love so forbidden, not even God can save them.

“Are you sure she’s my f*cking mate?” I asked with gritted teeth. I already know the answer, but I still do not want to believe it. Of all the people, why does it have to be her?! Why does it have to be the daughter of the man who took my family away?

Amanda Light, I am a normal girl, but the thing is, I don't live in a normal town. I don't go to a normal high school; I go to a high school of werewolves because, you guessed it, I'm human. Also, I get bullied by the Stone Rock Fab 4. They call me humi, plus they are gorgeous. They told everyone at the school not to talk to me, including my cousin Arica, Xavier, and Xavier, one of the Fab 4. He is best friends with the demon himself, Sage Stone, the Future Alpha of the Stone Rock Pack. So now it's been a week since school started. I am heading to the Library, but just as I was walking down the hallway. I heard a growl, then when I look up I saw the most blueish grey eyes I have ever seen it was Sage Stone, and the next minute I felt being lifted up in the air and onto his shoulder, he then shoved me in the Janitors closet I feel heavy breathing on my neck .."humi I mean girl" he says but then I wasn't focusing on him I was focusing on the locked door I was scared of him now then he says "you better not be talking to other guys " then he slammed me in the wall and says something in my ear stop wearing slutty clothes and showing your bits no one wants to see that and look at the filth" then I look down at myself then thought I just wore jeans also a T-shirt. Still, I look up at Sage; he has his hands on my hips, growling. He is clenching his fingers. It was hurting, then I said, " Get off, Sage, now.

Thanks to my addiction to the stories regarding true and fake heiresses, I'm afflicted with strong paranoia that everyone is out there to get me. For some reason, I keep thinking that I'm a fake heiress who will eventually get kicked out of my home. In order to avoid getting set up, I stay on my guard every day. Not only do I hire some people to act as the actual heiresses and visit my home from time to time, but I also have them put on performances with me while clutching paternity test reports and heirloom pendants as props. On the day I'm done rehearsing all of the webnovel tropes, a pure and innocent young woman comes knocking on the door. Interestingly enough, she has live comments surrounding her. As she shows the pendant and a paternity test report, she starts crying sadly. "Mom, Dad, I'm your actual daughter!" The live comments begin spamming relentlessly. "I'm tired of looking at pure and innocent female leads! A manipulative true heiress, on the other hand, is a breath of fresh air! Not only does she intend to regain everything that belongs to her, but she also vows to teach the fake heiress a lesson she will never forget!" "Just look at how amazing her acting and her expression are! Her parents will definitely fall for her excuse, hook, line, and sinker!" Amid the live comments' cheering, my parents just nod thoughtfully. "The actress who's playing this role today is quite talented."

My mom tends to speak the truth no matter what the occasion it is. When my boyfriend visits our family, Mom makes small talk with him happily. "Tiffany once contracted HPV when she was in her second year of college. Please don't judge her for that. Haha!" When my friend comes over to hang out with me, Mom leans in to take a closer look at her face. "With those high cheekbones and hollow cheeks, you've got 'short life' written all over your face! I guess only Tiffany is willing to hang out with you." Later on, I finally nailed a job as a governmental employee after putting in hard work for half a year. During the background check, Mom starts running her mouth about the "truth" again. "I think there's something wrong with Tiffany's moral ethics. First of all, she loves lying. Second of all, she's disrespectful to me. If your department does end up hiring her, you've gotta be careful." Undoubtedly, I get disqualified because of her words. That's when I get into a huge fight with Mom. But that woman has the audacity to talk back to me. "All I did was speak the truth about you! The fact that your department doesn't want you means that you lack the capability! Don't ever think that you get to pin the blame on me!" I fall silent at her words. Since Mom loves telling the truth that much, I might as well use the truth to destroy her.

In the old continent the most terrifying stories about murderers are told, when Lady Willemina Winchester is murdered, a detective, her sister and her fiancé will look for the man who deprived her of life.