Edward Strikes Out

When someone needs an enormous amount of money, what can they do to get it? Sell a kidney? (Yeah, that's an appropriate option) However, I became a game tester. All I have to do is to make sure that the main character and male lead will reach their happy ending. Sweet! Easy Money! What if the game was harder than I thought? And what's this hidden task?! Do I really have to reach my own happy ending too?!

Amelia was forced to replace her stepsister, who disappeared a day before her wedding day, and get married to the rumored cold billionaire Edward. After being betrayed by her boyfriend, who she thought would rescue her, Amelia had no other choice but to get married to Edward.    However, she wasn't prepared for such a life, so she fled from the country the same day they wed.   Five years later, she comes back to the country, but not as the timid young lady who was always told what to do but as a famous model, and with her was a child who was a result of the night she had with Edward before their wedding day.   What happens when she crosses paths again with Edward, who has vowed to make her pay for disappearing on their wedding day?   What happens when she discovers the main reason why her stepsister disappeared the day before her wedding day with Edward?

For eight long years, Bryan Millan and I were married, but you’d never have known it by looking at his life. He never once acknowledged our relationship in public. Not a single post, not a single mention of me on his social media. Then came our anniversary. The day that was supposed to be about us. Instead, Bryan made an announcement on his Instagram account—just not the one I expected. There he was, hand in hand with his assistant, her draped in a wedding dress. The caption read: [When you're in love, you want the whole world to know.] The comments flooded in. [Bryan finally got married!] [Congrats! Wishing you a lifetime of happiness together!] In that moment, I could no longer lie to myself. Bryan wasn't reserved. He just never loved me. So, I decided to let go. But he wasn't ready for that. He clung to me, desperate now. But I pried his hands off and laughed—a real, genuine laugh, the kind that comes from somewhere deep inside when you realize you're finally free. Then, I looked him straight in the eye and said the words I'd been holding in, "Don't beg me to come back. Because now that I don't love you, I've never felt better."

My daughter hid inside the cabinet, her trembling hands dialing her father—James, the Alpha of our pack. "Mommy's bleeding a lot. Please, come back and save her," she pleaded. "I'm busy. Don't bother me," James said coldly. "If she's going to die, make sure she does it far away." As he wished, I never bothered him again. Because I really did die, right in front of our wedding photo. When he found out, he went mad, completely mad.

The first thing the fake heiress did when she saw me was imitate me. I loved fishtail dresses. Hence, she immediately bought all the fishtail dresses in the city. I loved roses. Thus, she made the entire rose garden hers. I thought she was only jealous that my family had brought me home. Unexpectedly, my elder brother mistook her for me when he saw her from the back when she was wearing a fishtail dress. He gave me forty-nine lashes as punishment that night. She was carrying roses in her arms when my father saw her cheek and mistook her for me. Then, my father immediately drove me out of the house. Before I could investigate the matter, I died of acute renal failure. After my death, I saw her marry my fiance with my family’s blessing. She made a remark on the night of her wedding. “System, I’ve got to thank you for letting me change people’s memories. As long as others mistake me for her, I can casually change their memories.” Enlightenment gripped me, but it was too late. It did not occur to me that I would return to the moment when she had just purchased the fishtail dresses.

Ethan Cross, an FBI agent, has been pursuing Dante Valensi, one of the nation's most influential and untouchable crime lords, for years. Dante has created an empire that law enforcement has never been able to destroy. He is cunning, ruthless, and feared by all. Ethan, however, is unique. He has been assigned the task of entering Dante's world as Luca Romano, moving up the ranks, and destroying him from within. It is almost impossible to get close to Dante. He doesn’t trust anyone and doesn’t allow anyone to be close to him, especially not romantically. However, in the role of Luca, Ethan excels at the game, gains Dante’s confidence, and becomes his right-hand man. He gets closer to his objective with each step. It becomes more difficult to keep in mind that this is only a mission every moment spent with Dante. Then everything changes one night. An overly persistent touch. The look says too much. A weakness that neither of them can undo. What little and dishonesty develops into something harmful that is unavoidable. It’s just part of the job, Ethan tells himself. Dante is an evil creature. that the worst thing he could ever do is fall in love with him. What occurs, though, when the lie begins to seem more plausible than reality? Ethan has to decide whether to finish his mission and bring down the man he was sent to destroy or to give in to the one person he was never supposed to love as secrets come to light, treachery looms, and blood is shed. Because there is only one way in with Dante Valenci. And no escape route.

I've loved Jonathan Pickle for half my life. I used my family's resources to help him attain success. However, in the third year of our marriage, he brought his mistress home to stomp all over my pride. That wasn't the worst of it—he even destroyed my family. … I open my eyes to see Jonathan in his university days. Unexpectedly, I'm not the only person who's been given a second chance at life.

"Drastic times, calls for drastic measures..." It was Rainzel Andrada's desperate heart that drove her into this crazy plan of seducing the son of her mother's boss. She couldn't take her parents usual fights anymore and the rumors about her mother's being her boss's "sexytary" is getting into her last nerve. She must do something in order to destroy their sinful relationship and the possible way she found is to use her charm to get into Dr. Arthur James Sevilla's life and be her boyfriend, that way she could manipulate the brilliant doctor for her plans... Dr. Arthur James Sevilla, the successful, brilliant and kind-hearted son of the Sevilla's. It was his dear patient's dying wish he needs to fulfill that brings him to Rainzel's life and later on to her heart. It's their plans that binded their complicated paths and it's their plans that sooner made them fell apart... Their parents is known for their broken love story. Will history repeat itself to them this time? Will they let the wind of the playful fate once again blow their romance away because of their gaps?

Jeckaye Tan got pregnant after her one-night mistake with a man she met in a bar. She had him marry her for the child. After giving birth, her husband Tyler Hanes, filed for a divorce to marry his true woman. Little did she know that woman had a surprise plan for her — to bury her alive.  Six years later, she came back as the heiress of incredible wealth and trillions of dollars. Now, her fight for her son's freedom has just begun, and she will do anything to get him back. Amid her revenge, what if the father of her child truly loves her and wants a second chance with her? Will she find the strength to release the feelings she has buried for so long? Will he be able to save her long-dead and buried heart? ALL RIGHTS RESERVED SCORPION / RISING QUEEN

My husband's true love had kidney cancer 30 years ago. He gave up his fortune so she could participate in a cryogenic freezing experiment. He even tricked me into signing an organ donation consent form. "You're contributing to the country's scientific research!" Today, technology is much more advanced. My husband decides to revive his true love and treat her cancer. He also asks me to have my kidney transplanted in her body. After I say no, my son frowns. "How can you be so selfish? It's just a kidney." My husband is furious. "You're already dying, but her life will restart once she's revived from the cryogenic freezing!" My family forces me into the operation theater. My husband's even the one who handles the surgery. What he doesn't know is that I've already donated a kidney for the sake of his career. He loses his mind once he slices my abdomen open.