Ed Edd N Eddy Twist Of Ed

"Obsesiku yang ingin menjadikanmu seutuhnya miliku justru mengikatku pada takdir yang lain." Rengganis Prabakusuma seorang sekretaris cantik yang cerdas sekaligus kekasih diam-diam seorang CEO Wedhatama Group Javindra Wedhatama sudah tiga tahun menanti pengakuan. Namun statusnya yang hanya seorang sekretaris membuat keluarga besar Wedhatama menolak mentah-mentah kehadiranya sebagai kekasih Javin. Putus asa, Rengganis merancang skenario untuk menjebak Javin dengan malam yang tak akan pernah terlupakan. Tapi rencananya berakhir kacau saat laki-laki yang berada disampingnya setelah mengalami malam yang memabukan ternyata bukan Javin, melainkan adiknya, Druwenda Wedhatama. Satu malam yang salah dengan orang yang salah menjadikan pernikahan rahasia yang mengubah segalanya. Kini Rengganis harus menerima takdirnya sebagai seorang istri sah dari adik kekasihnya sendiri. Mereka sepakat menyembunyikan status mereka dari semua orang bahkan Javin itu sendiri. Haish... takdir macam apa ini? Bagaimana bisa ia justu menikah dengan seseorang yang justru paling ia jauhi, Lelaki yang tidak sedikitpun ia cintai. Tapi... apa jadinya ketika hati mulai goyah? Dan sang suami justru menjadi orang yang benar-benar melindunginya lebih dari yang ia kira. Happy Reading ❤️ DILARANG KERAS PLAGIAT Regard ❤️ Cadiz Eitrama ©®Mei 2025

Sienna had everything going for her, and she was "perfect " in every way for everyone . She had a great circle of friends a loving father and a stable life. She's been there for everybody except for herself. When the unthinkable happenes and she has to buckle up and prove herself , she finds out that her perfect wasn't perfect afterall and has to prove to herself and the world that; she can take care of herself just as well as she can take care of others. Appolo only loved one girl but he's always felt like he wasn't worthy to be with her because of his past and demons he is still fighting. In a twist of fate, he becomes an instant father , breaks up with his girlfriend and has to figure out how to be a father and run a successful business he doesn't know where to start and he is left with no choice but take help in any form and the last person he expected to get help from was the last person he thought the agency would recommend . His sister's friend who's heart he broke .

Aisha comes home from the summer holidays, willing to explore a new beginning with her best friend in school but then a handsome looking stranger came into the picture and everything began to change, things she had no control of and, her world turned upside down.

After working abroad for several years, I returned home, only to have my parents arrange a blind date for me. He was tall and strikingly handsome, honest in character, steady in demeanor, and came from an excellent family background. In short, the perfect candidate for a husband. I told myself that sooner or later, marriage was inevitable, so I settled on him. The day before the wedding, I went to the church—only to be stunned by the sight before me. The entire place had been transformed into something sinister and grotesque. The walls were plastered with terrifying photos of corpses, the floor littered with wax figures of severed arms and legs, and even the flowers had been dyed black, dripping with blood-red stains. But the most infuriating part was the image hanging right at the center of the church—an AI-generated picture of me, pinned beneath my fiancé, as he whipped me. My whole body trembled with fury. I stormed at the staff still working on the decorations, ordering them to stop immediately. Just then, his best friend, Nina Cullen, walked in. "Don't stop. Yves prefers this wedding style." I froze, staring at her in disbelief. "How is that possible? Who in their right mind would decorate something as joyous as a wedding with gore? This is insane!" Nina only gave a cold, arrogant laugh. "That's the theme. If you want to marry him, you'll have to accept it." Speechless, I immediately called Yves. "Yves, I'm not interested in getting married in a haunted house. You'd better restore the church to normal; otherwise, this wedding is off."

My Alpha fiancé, Andre Ackhurst, and his brother, Easton Ackhurst, are identical twins. They have the same looks and scent—no one would be able to tell them apart if not for their starkly different personalities. After a savage pack war, Andre dies, and Easton lives. But when Easton takes over as Alpha, he insists on inheriting both lines of the family—he claims to want to care for me, his sister-in-law. When his girlfriend, Callie Wentworth, learns of this, she berates me for shamelessly seducing her boyfriend. That night, I head to my in-laws' room, wanting to ask them to talk Easton out of his ridiculous idea. However, I hear my mother-in-law say, "Andre, Easton is the one who died on the battlefield. Why did you impersonate him and say you're the one who died?" "Easton" sighs. "Callie is an Omega, and she's weak. Her body won't be able to take it when she learns Easton is the one who died. I have to love her for life on Easton's behalf. "Yes, it's unfair to Jane. However, I'm sure she'll stick it out because she's already carrying my pup. Besides, I'll secretly care for her. She's so kind and considerate—I'm sure she'll understand why I've done this." I'm in disbelief after hearing this. Finally, I understand that my fiancé didn't die. He merely pretended to be his brother so he could comfort another woman. During breakfast the following morning, I tell my in-laws my plan. "Thank you for helping me move past Andre's death. I've thought things through, and I've decided to abort the pup. I'm going to start afresh." As soon as the words are out of my mouth, "Easton" suddenly shatters the bowl he holds as he feeds Callie.

“It’s about midnight, the cool and gentle breeze will be blowing by now. I remember setting my bound hair loose to feel the soft but harsh power of the wind, sending cold shivers down my nape; the blinding bright lights illuminating the street would be lit. What about the big mansions? Situated right beside the lone empty road. So sad I can’t see or feel any of that; these great white-cornered walls would not stop me from reminiscing the beauty of taking a night walk; "who would have thought, this beautiful street conceded an Asylum?!" Emilia Vilia-Rosario was dragged into rivalry and a revenge war between,The Pedro's and her family. She was tricked into signing a contracted marriage proposal to Mariano Douglas Pedro, the billionaire heir to Pedro's Fortune.

My marriage to Lucian Hawke was hailed as the most perfect union in the mafia world. As the daughter of the Sinclair family and him being the sole heir of the Hawke family, our marriage united the two most powerful mafia families in the Northeastern. I thought we were unbreakable. Then, I was diagnosed with terminal cancer. As if life couldn’t get any worse, my husband's first love returned—on the very same day. That night, the man I’d been married to for years didn’t come home. The next morning, his voice was cold, distant. Indifferent. “I’ve got the divorce papers ready. When can you come sign them?” I hesitated, struggling to steady my voice. “I’m still at the hospital.” He didn’t even pause. “I don’t care if you're on your deathbed, Elara. Come home and sign the goddamn papers.” My heart shattered, but I refused to let it show. “As you wish, Lucian.” What he didn’t know was that I was dying—literally. A week later, at my funeral, Lucian wearing a tuxedo, weeping at my grave, whispering regrets he should have voiced when I was still breathing. Ironically, my funeral day, was also his wedding day with his sweetheart. But it was too late, my love. This time, you’ll never see me again.

“Just as pathetic as I remember you to be, sweetheart.” “I sleep with you because I’m unfortunate to be married to you so don’t bother reading between the lines.” Slapping his treacherous lips away from my own, I huff frantically. “I detest the sight of you, bastard.” He smirks throwing me against the filthy wall of the cave before whispering against my lips, “I know, sweetheart.” Fisting his shirt, I pull him in, “I’ll kill you someday for all your bullshit. The best part is I’ll be hailed as a hero for it.” I dig my nails into his side while digging my heels in his toes. Chuckling, he kissed me with a novel fervour. Too consumed with his taste on my tongue I don’t realize he had taken me off the floor. In times like these he made his hate achingly obvious by his rough groping. When after several seconds he is still ravaging my mouth, I slap his arm to gasp for air but he takes his sweet time devouring life out of me. He let me go only when my life flashes before my eyes. Caressing my hair as I huffed out puffs of air, he smirked. “Good Morning, Nafasm.” I'll remember to add getting away with murder on my bucket list. .... I had everything in life figured out and about half a year to get out of college and finally experience life (Breathy tone) but that's when Sienna, my bitch of a friend, asked me for a favor. Why the hell am I kidnapped? And what is with these people growling like rabid dogs? And please, can anyone tell me why the f*ck, AM I GETTING MARRIED TO THEIR HUNK OF A GANG LEADER WITH UNNATURAL GLOWING EYES?

Mark is the only son of Francis. A future boss of the Italian mafia. In your family, there's a rule. Every man, to become the head of the family, must marry. A single man can never take over his family. But Mark leads a bohemian life with no responsibility. The father, tired of his son's irresponsibility, decides to act. He gives you only three months for Marcos to find a wife. Otherwise, all business will pass to your cousin Dominique. With no way out, Marcos seeks contacts in Brazil to arrange a fake marriage with someone who can convince his parents that She is a dignified woman and not a prostitute. Beatrice is a young woman from the countryside who believes she has found her great love. And come for Rio de Janeiro with him. Only she was wrong, and her fiancé sold it to Mark. The result of a plot by her best friend and the man she thought she loved. With nowhere to go, she quickly finds herself involved in this trap and goes to Italy with Marcos. Once there, she discovers that he bought it and will have to submit to all his desires - a man with unconventional ways of loving.

Every woman who marries into the Ardhana family dies on her wedding night. Alika, a quiet orphan with no memory of her origins, receives an unexpected marriage proposal from Damar Ardhana—a wealthy heir known for his cold demeanor and the dark rumors surrounding his bloodline. The townspeople whisper of a curse. Seven brides. Seven deaths. All on the first night. Alika doesn’t believe in superstitions—until she finds herself standing in front of an ancient mansion atop a mist-covered hill, saying vows to a man who won’t meet her gaze. That night, she hears whispers behind the walls. Sees a bride in the mirror who isn’t her. And remembers fragments of a life she never lived. Something isn’t right. Something inside this house wants her dead. But something else… wants her to remember. Now, trapped between a marriage she can’t escape and a past that won’t stay buried, Alika must uncover the truth before she becomes the next name on the gravestone. Because this curse doesn’t kill at random. It kills for a reason.