double trouble

Arianna Reynolds, second year med school student of King's University attracts the hottest player to ever exsist in the city of London, Damon King, who practices his internal training for cardiology. She was betwichingly gorgeous, and alluringly innocent. A perfect angel with good grades and a little devil who loves chaos. Damon King, the most arrogant badboy and the most cruel heartbreaker. His world toppled when she entered all in her glory as his junior. She excited him, and challenged him when she acted blind to his charms. His excitement turned to anger when she punched him. He was evrything she hated in a guy. Nonetheless, she found him slowly changing for her. Her brown orbs always seemed to tempt his heart with whirlpool of exotic emotions and he was sucked into it when ever she locked his gaze with him. ------------- "You are mine Ria," he yelled slamming her onto the nearby locker. "No," she deadpanned with annoyance. "I love you," he confessed nearning her petite figure, invading her personal space. Her breath clogged for a second as she was stunned with his confession. Her eyes hardened again when she said," No, you wanna play with me." Pushing him back lightly she looked away. "I need you Ria, trust me. It's no sick game of mine. I am had over heels for you. Please, just give me a chance," he begged her with moist eyes, closing the distance again. Her stance grew guarded as the cruel heart breaker was confessing with vehement emotions stirring in his eyes. "Prove that your intentions are true," she said pushing him back from her personal space. Leaving him drown in her thoughts, she walked away from him. "You are mine Ria. I will prove myself worthy of your love. You belong only to me," he promised to himself watching her retreating figure.

My roommate beamed with pride as she told me a horrifying secret: she had allowed a wealthy businessman to "remove" her unborn child, claiming he absorbed the baby’s fortune in exchange for a hefty payout. Chills ran down my spine. I urged her to stop meddling with such dark dealings before it destroyed her, but she wouldn’t listen. Instead, she threw herself into it, addicted to helping people "transfer luck" for money. Her luck ran out when she contracted a mysterious disease. When her boyfriend found out, she turned on me, tearfully accusing me of tying her to another man’s bed. Before I could even defend myself, an enraged man ran me down with his car. The next thing I knew, I woke up to find myself back in time. My roommate was leaning in close, her eyes glinting with excitement as she whispered, asking if I wanted to join her "luck transfer" schemes. This time, I wasn’t taking any chances. I noticed the slight swell of her belly and immediately sent a text to her boyfriend: "Congrats! You’re going to be a dad!"

On my 18th round of IVF, I accidentally overheard a conversation between my husband and his secretary. Yvonne asked, "Babe, do you really have to have a baby with her? What about us?" Zayn explained, "Don't worry. I've already switched the eggs with yours. So, Candice will actually be carrying our child, and you won't have to suffer through pregnancy. When the child grows up, all the Summers fortune will be his!" I pretended I did not hear a word, focusing instead on raising the son I worked so hard to bring into this world. 18 years later, my son was celebrated as a "computer genius", and he returned home after earning his doctorate. I transferred all my shares and real estate to him without hesitation. That was when Zayn finally decided to come clean and said, "Candice, the truth is, Luca is actually mine and Yvonne's. Let's get a divorce, and it's time for Lucas to be reunited with his biological mother." I simply smiled and replied, "I agree to the divorce." After weaving this web for 18 years, it was finally time to reel it all in.

In the empty villa, Celia Quinn sat motionless on the sofa. It wasn't until much later that the villa's front door swung open, and Lucas Shaw stepped inside. His gaze paused briefly on her, then his expression turned cold. "Yvonne is running a fever today. Why did you keep calling me?"

On the night of our wedding, my husband told me he wanted to have a child with his teacher’s daughter. When I confronted him, he turned it back on me. “Teacher is seriously ill, and her only wish is to see three generations under one roof. My junior and I are just doing IVF. It’s not like anything is actually happening between us!” “Besides, you were also her student. How could you refuse to help fulfill her last wish?” However, the next day, when I went to visit our teacher with a fruit basket, I saw my husband and his junior locked in an embrace at the corner of the hallway. The moment was like a bolt of lightning. I turned and walked away. The following day, my husband sent me a text: [I’m going with her for the IVF. Let’s postpone the family gathering for a few days.] I did not reply. Instead, I went back to my hometown alone, visiting each of my relatives to personally apologize. Then, I went to a lawyer. “I’d like to sue my husband for bigamy.”

They say love can be a beautiful thing. But for me, it's a twisted waking nightmare. Edmondo D'Avi, the ruthless Don of the North, doesn't just love me. He has claimed me. And he owns me. And his words? "...I Saved you, so I own you, Cara..." "I hate it, Cara. I hate it all." ".....when men look at you, I'd gouge their eyes out." "If they get too close, I'll pull out my gun." "If they talk to you as much, I'd ensure they’ll never speak again." "I dare you, Cara, to smile at ONE of them, and watch me shoot ALL of them dead..." He also hated the way they admired my red hair, so he dyed it black. And when that wasn’t enough, he cut it off. I, Cara La Rosa, am bound to a psychopath by a single oath I was forced into and dare not break: to become his Donna. I never had the chance to refuse. Possession. Obsession. Manipulation. Lies. Dark truths. Betrayals. Revenge. And all of it that suffocates every single breath I take is tangled with the one thing that keeps me alive: LOVE. I love Edmondo D'Avi. But love isn’t kind. It doesn’t protect. It consumes. Now, I’m caught in a world of ruthless power, where loyalty is a weapon and betrayal is a breath away. The question is no longer whether I’ll survive. It’s whether I’ll lose myself to his darkness... or become the darkness he moulds me to be. In the end, the choices are: Surrender or SURRENDER!

Chase Collins left the mountains to fulfill his master’s wish and to go through an arranged marriage with a beautiful CEO. He discovered the seven girls he used to know had all grown up to be gorgeous beauties, each one sexier than the next. From then onward, he began his journey to the pinnacle of life while surrounded by these beautiful women. What? Did you say you have a PhD from overseas and have amazing medical skills? I’m sorry, I can revive the dead! What? Did you say you can detect treasures and predict fortunes? I’m sorry, I got bored with those skills a long time ago! What? Did you say you’re a martial arts master who can kill a person within ten moves? I’m sorry, I’m unbeatable, but you can go ahead with your bragging! What? Did you say you’re a gorgeous woman with a huge bust and perky butt, and you’re a talented artist?

Bagi Bina Bangsa, Jessica merupakan perwujudan nyata dari sebuah ketidakwarasan abadi sekaligus sinting dengan akal minim. Tidak mengherankan lagi menemukan gadis berponi berbingkai wajah serupa boneka tersebut melakukan hal "lucu" berbalut kengerian tiada tara yang mampu membuat semua orang menahan napas. Dikarenakan Jessica menganggap dunia ini sudah sampai pada tahap kekacauan yang takkan pernah usai maupun surut. Akan tetapi sejauh apapun kelakuan gila yang Jessica tunjukkan masih ada orang yang jauh lebih sinting menawarinyaㅡ"Berminat menjadi Harley Quinn gue?"

“Cih, duda trouble! Udah lepas, berani-beraninya minta yang masih segel! Baru selesai mencampakkan kekasih yang berkhianat, Selmara Vallence malah berakhir di tangan duda. Adalah Panji Antaraxa, pria yang tiba-tiba menolak mempelai wanita, tepat setelah gaun pernikahan dijajal bersama. Akibat dari kekonyolan Panji tersebut, Selma dipaksa menggantikan sang sepupu yang seharusnya menjadi mempelai wanita. Bersuami sepuluh tahun lebih tua sama sekali bukan mimpi Selma. Namun, gadis itu dipaksa memimpikannya demi kelangsungan bisnis antara keluarga Vallence dan Taraxa. Setelah apa yang dialami di masa lalu, Panji tidak peduli lagi dengan cinta. Yang ia perlukan hanyalah mengikat keluarga Vallence seperti yang diperintahkan oleh ayahnya. Entah itu Selma atau sepupunya, Panji sama sekali tidak peduli kecuali tentang segel kehormatan. Namun, ternyata Selma berbeda. Kepala Panji yang semula pusing karena tingkah kekanak-kanakan sang istri, kian hari makin berdenyut oleh romansa yang tidak semestinya. Demi menyelamatkan rumah tangga sekaligus perusahaan, berhasilkah Panji menghadirkan malam pertama di malam yang ke sekian kalinya bersama Selma? Dari situ pula, akankah Selma percaya bahwa suami dudanya itu masih perjaka? "Om, balikin mahkota aku!" Masih setengah sadar, Panji terkekeh. "Kenapa menghamili istri sendiri bisa serumit ini?" Cover by Canva free, edited by Daisyster.

Huang Lalin had to get into trouble again when she just set foot on campus. she and his third eye were a big problem, she couldn't control them alone. Many spirits began to approach her for help because they died in an unusual way. However, can Lalin and her two friends investigate this case by case. Would there be a bigger problem than spirits asking them for help?