Hachinan Tte Light

My best friend and my husband, Lorenzo Bartoli, fought every time they met. Lorenzo was the Don of the family, while my best friend was his Consigliere. She always fiercely opposed his most ruthless, high-risk decisions. Tempers explode every single time. But there was one rule that they both agreed on without any hesitation. No one was allowed to touch me. Because of them, no one in the city dared to cross me. Until the fifth month of my pregnancy, when I went down to the basement vault to organize Lorenzo's guns for him. I opened the safe to see stacks of letters, hundreds of them, all unsent. I picked one up. The moment I opened the letter, cold dread overwhelmed me. The receiver of the letter wasn't me. [My dearest Sofia…] I quickly scanned downward to the final lines of the letter. [If I don't make it back alive, everything in the Swissie accounts goes to you. As for Vittoria, she's a good woman, but I have never loved her.] With trembling hands, I tore open the rest of the letters like a hysterical woman. Three hundred of them in total. Every single one was addressed to Sofia Finzi. Sofia was not a stranger. She was my best friend.

The world humans once knew was now taken over by creatures who had fought and won control over it… The werewolves… Humans became slaves to their wrath, puppets to command and control, and sadly Marlie Barlowe was one of them. She hated werewolves with every bone that made up her body, just the thought of them disgusted her, so could you imagine the thought of actually breeding for them? She detested it, it repulsed her in more ways than just one. She preferred death than to give birth to one of them. But that night when she was tied naked against the unpainted concrete walls, she could do nothing but take what was dished out to her. She had fought back, cried and begged, but the man whose hand had ran along almost every crevice of her body had absolutely no heart. She could see the cruelty, the coldness in his eyes…her tears, the helpless little fight she put up; it was all appealing to him. And that made Marlie fear him. _ ~WARNING~ DARK THEMED ROMANCE~ READ WITH CAUTION~

"Let go of my son! You bastard!" Megan cried in rage and despair. In a world where werewolves and groups are common, Megan goes on a tough journey for love and acceptance. She faces sadness, secrets, and mysteries, and has to fight to keep her family safe. Her mate rejects her, making her seem weak to her group. Ryan, who was also rejected as a mate, understands her. They find comfort in each other and hide away from their old groups, knowing how society views them. When Megan has Ryan's kids, new problems come up. Their children are very smart, which makes a rival group interested and dangerous. They face a big choice: hide or fight for their family's survival against these rivals. Will Megan and Ryan finally earn the love and acceptance that had constantly eluded them?

"Urus bayi ini sebaik mungkin, kalau tidak aku akan menceraikan kamu." Sarah mematung, matanya mengikuti telunjuk Andra suaminya yang tertuju pada boks bayi. Kalau biasanya meminta tolong itu bernada rendah dan memohon tapi tidak Andra laki laki yang bergelar suaminya itu. Andra meminta Sarah mengurus bayi madunya dengan nada ancaman. Tidak cukup mengabaikan dan bersikap tidak adil kepada dirinya hampir satu tahun ini. Andra seakan tidak mempunyai perasaan memperlakukan Sarah sesuka hatinya. Sanggupkah dia. Jawaban tentu saja dirinya tidak sanggup. Mengurus bayi dari wanita yang menghancurkan dirinya bukan hal yang mudah bagi Sarah. Bagaimana pun melihat wajah bayi itu yang ada bayang bayang sikap Andra dan Gita sang madu akan selalu terlintas di kepalanya. Gita adalah wanita yang bersedia dinikahi berselang satu hari setelah Andra menikahi Sarah. Mereka hidup dalam satu atap. Satu suami dua istri. Yang bisa dikatakan jika suami istri yang sebenarnya adalah Andra dan Gita meskipun hanya menikah siri. Sedangkan Sarah sebagai istri sah di hadapan agama dan negara hanya sebagai pelengkap. Bukan pelengkap kebahagiaan adalah pelengkap sasaran penderitaan.

Can the Heart remember what the Mind can't? Si Emily, gagawin ang lahat para mabuo ang pamilyang matagal na nyang pangarap. Hindi lang para sa kanya kundi para din sa anak nya. Kahit magmukha syang tanga at desperada sa lalaking ama ng kanyang anak. Kahit alam nyang hindi siya nito maalala at tila parang bulang nawala ang pagmamahal na dati ay umaapaw para sa kanya. Kahit harap harapang pinapakita nito na wala siyang halaga at may iba itong mahal. Basta alam nya na may karapatan sya at ang anak nya. Lalaban sya... pero hanggang kailan? The Forgotten Wife 2016 by Yancii27

Morgan Olsen was the most popular girl at Oxnard University—the kind that countless guys secretly admired. That was until one day, when her private photos suddenly exploded across the campus forum. Overnight, her reputation was destroyed. Her guaranteed recommendation for graduate school was revoked, and even when she walked across campus, strangers openly asked her, “So how much for one night?” The photos spread like wildfire, and only one person had them—her boyfriend, Dean Lyon. Completely shattered, Morgan ran to find him, desperate to demand an explanation. However, just as she was about to push the door open, she heard one of Dean’s friends laughing. “Dean, that move was ruthless. The moment those private photos dropped, Morgan’s reputation was gone, and her grad offer was gone too. Let’s see if she dares to compete with Hazel for anything ever again.”

Amelia Prescott needs a paycheck, not a death wish. But when a desperate nanny agency drops her into a snowbound mansion with a brooding Russian mobster and his unnervingly silent daughter, she discovers that danger wears expensive suits—and keeps juice boxes in the pantry. Dmitri Volkov doesn’t trust strangers. Especially not ones who talk too much, smile too easily, and make his daughter laugh for the first time in a year. But the storm outside isn’t the only threat coming, and protecting what’s his might mean letting someone in—for the first time since he lost everything. A glitter bomb romance where chaos meets control—and hearts learn how to speak again.

WARNING: CONTAINS MATURED CONTENT. Please be guided accordingly. *** Love is a piece shit, that's what Bea Compassion believes. She thought that marriage will end happily ever after not until her fiancee didn't show up on the day of their wedding. And the jerk even sends a note saying that "SORRY, BE HAPPY." With all the gasps and disbelief sounds of the guests, she ran away from the church where many people witnessed her unsuccessful wedding, thanks to her fiancee. She's too broken at that day and she cried a thousand tears because of her asshole ex-fiancee. Remembering those years, Bea learned her lesson. Men are all the same, they are all jerks and assholes. She doesn't want to experience that kind of pain again, to do that, she will protect her heart using her brain. She became numb and an untouchable person Three years have passed and she became A BITTER WOMAN. Can someone from the past melt her frozen heart?

VOWS WRITTEN IN SILENCE “I told myself she was a distraction. I was wrong. She’s the only thing that matters.” Raiyan Al Mansoor built an empire on iron-clad discipline and cold restraint. He believed love was a hollow ache—until a chaotic spill at Heathrow brought him face-to-face with Zoya Roseanne Fayez. She was a glitch in his perfect system. A girl with a sharp mouth, steady eyes, and a silence that felt like a challenge. Raiyan walked away telling himself it was nothing. He lied. When she reappeared at his family gala, laughing like she’d always belonged there, the quiet in Raiyan’s soul turned dangerous. He didn't just agree to this "strategic" marriage; he ensured it. He closed the distance before she could even see him coming. But Zoya is a riddle he can’t solve. She moves like a secret and speaks like a poem. She thinks she’s in control, choosing where to stand and who to trust. She has no idea she’s a hidden heiress to a fortune that has shadows moving in the desert—or that she’s already been marked by enemies she doesn't know she has. Zoya is an enigma wrapped in silk and defiance. And Raiyan? He’s a man losing his mind trying to protect a woman who doesn't think she needs a savior. The vows are written. The silence is loaded. And the most dangerous part isn’t the threat outside... it’s the moment Raiyan stops pretending he can ever let her go.

Can two scarred hearts fell inlove? Can they find peace with each other and heal together? As Austin try to look for the love of his life he accidentally met a wounded girl, physically and emotionally. Because of his past, he never plan to fell in love again. Not with the woman who really looks like the love of his life. Can he stop what he feel or would he just go with the flow?