Happy Vesak Day Wishes

My boyfriend found my menstruation disgusting and forced me to undergo subdermal implantation. From then on, I no longer had periods and couldn’t conceive. One day, I had a fever reaching 40°C and couldn’t contact him. I went to the hospital alone, only to stumble upon him attending a prenatal checkup with his secretary. He told her: “Baby, don’t worry about Claire. She only listens to me here, doesn’t she?” “We can postpone the wedding for another five years. She’s loyal to me like a dog anyway.” “In the meantime, keep fulfilling your end of the arrangement I’ve promised you.” “Of course, I’ll continue loving you... until I’m tired of you.” My heart shattered. I’d proposed to him 43 times in seven years, only to fail every single time. It turned out he just hadn’t gotten bored of me yet? This time, I decided not to wait any longer. I turned my back on him and agreed to the marriage my mother arranged in the countryside. On the day my ex was supposed to accompany me to try on wedding dresses, he found an empty room and a wedding invitation I left for him to celebrate my marriage to someone else. Panic consumed him as his world fell apart...

“It’s just fourteen days. What could possibly go wrong in fourteen days?” With her daughter’s life on the line and nowhere left to turn, Jackie agrees to a fake marriage with a wealthy stranger in exchange for the money she desperately needs. All she has to do is pretend to be his wife for 14 days. What starts as a convenient arrangement spirals into a tangled web of secrets, heartbreak, and betrayal.

In my sixth year with Nathan Bennett. "Nathan, I'm getting married," I said. He jolted, suddenly snapping back to reality, looking somewhat troubled. "Hannah, you know the company is at a crucial point with our financing. I'm not in the mood to..." “It’s okay,” I replied, my smile calm and composed. Nathan misunderstood. I was getting married, but not to him.

On what was supposed to be the happiest day of her life, Deviana was left at the altar. Her fiancé, Adrian, chose to walk away—for a woman from his past, Leviana, who had suddenly fallen ill and called for him. In front of the guests and countless flashing cameras, Deviana was forced to swallow the bitter truth: abandoned, humiliated, and ridiculed. But from the ruins of her pride and shattered heart, Deviana made a vow to rise again. She would not let Leviana steal everything—love, reputation, or power.

Layla Emilliene Ponce is a troublemaker with a purpose. She helped people through her tactic even it was against the school's rules and regulations. She is careless. Ever since she entered senior high, she's either got suspended or always summoned in guidance, but it never leads to a more serious case. Now she's in her last year of senior high. Her life turned upside down when she meets the newly elected student council's president— Cadence Lou Montes. The strict one. The perfectionist. Students should obey his rules no matter what. Layla and Cadence had a bitter start, a perfect example of a dog and cat, and if a stare could kill, they were both buried on the ground already, which is why Layla hates him. Their first impression of each other isn't something should ask for them. Surely, just answering it would look as if they are cursing each other. When Layla got rejected by her long time crush, Calum, she always encountered Cadence. Both seemly didn't expect what will come ahead of them. But when an unexpected situation came, they both learned each other's past and family situation. Unconsciously, they became close. Eventually, they turned from enemies to lovers. Nevertheless, no one expected the twist of fate. Layla thought she already knows Cadence well, but it turns out he's the other way around. He has a dark secret. He has a long-time girlfriend— Aria that currently in a coma due to a car accident. A big mistake and the dark secret that made Layla doubt his feelings for her, especially when she knew she was his first love.

He was supposed to be a stranger. He became her salvation. Ava Hart had it all—until she didn’t. On the day she was supposed to swear her life to Blake Turner, she walked into the bridal suite and found her fiancé and her best friend rewriting her future without her. They wanted her lineage, her status, and her silence. They never expected Ava to fight back. Instead of a scene, she chose a scandal. She walked straight into the Downtown Civic Registry and bound herself to the first man she saw. Connor Vale. Ava thought she’d hired a rogue enforcer to play her husband for a season. She didn’t know she’d just climbed into the den of the most dangerous Alpha in the Blackwood territory. Connor is a man of shadow and steel. To the world, he is the ruthless Obsidian King of the Vale Media Group—a predator who takes what he wants and discards the rest. But to Ava, he is something else entirely. Behind the cold, unyielding gaze and the scent of rain and dark cedar, Connor hides an ancient, aching obsession. He has been watching her from the sidelines for years, waiting for the moon to push her into his arms. Now, Ava is playing a deadly game of revenge. Every time Blake tries to ruin her, he finds himself crushed under the weight of an unseen force—Connor’s force.

Aku memutuskan tinggal di Desa Kencana Wungu yang terletak di Cirebon setelah pandemic Covid19 menyebar di Kota Jakarta. Keputusan itu bersamaan dengan keputusanku untuk menjauh dari mantan suamiku sendiri. Atau masih suamiku, lebih tepatnya. Aku membencinya karena ia sudah melakukan hal fatal. Reino bercumbu dengan wanita lain di hari pernikahan kami. Setelah janji suci ia katakan, ia malah ketahuan bersama wanita yang tak lain adalah teman semasa kecilnya. Sungguh hancur hatiku mendapatinya. Aku pun berniat memulai kehidupan baruku di kota lain. Namun, itu tidak mudah karena Reino mengganggu hidupku lagi. Apakah aku sanggup menerimanya kembali? Apakah semua ini hanyalah salah paham biasa?

The third year after I got diagnosed with intermittent amnesia, I happened to overhear my husband, Lucien Rook, chatting with his friends. “Lucien, Anneliese loses her memories every couple of months, and you keep making us impersonate you to live with her. Aren’t you afraid that one of us might take it all the way one day?” “What’s there to be afraid of?” Lucien laughed uninhibitedly, swishing the alcohol in his glass. “Annie is cold and distant. As long as you guys don’t tempt her, she won’t have any such desires. “But I’m warning you now. You can act all you want, but you can’t ever sleep with her. Once I’ve had my fun, I will be going home to her.” For three years, every time I lost my memories, Lucien was not the one who would hold my hand and embrace me, or even sleep with me in the same bed. In three years, I had lost my memories nine times, and nine men had pretended to be my husband. What they did not know was that my amnesia had been cured two years ago.

I was ten years old when I lost my hearing saving Adrian Falcone's life. After that, I couldn't survive without my hearing aids. He held my hand afterward, his eyes red-rimmed with guilt, and made me a promise in front of his entire family. "Serena Lombardi, I'll protect you with my life," he said. "I'll marry you." But when I turned eighteen, everything changed. Adrian needed to pass some test set by Daniela Moretti—the daughter of a rival family—and he chose the cruelest way to prove himself. He ripped the hearing aids from my ears in front of everyone and laughed. "You're just a deaf, useless burden," he said, his voice cold and cutting. "I've been sick of you for years. Honestly? I wish you'd died in that explosion when we were ten and saved me the trouble." I gripped the rehabilitation report the doctor had just handed me, and my fingers crushed the paper's edges. The diagnosis was precise—my hearing had fully recovered. That night, I burned my hearing aids and convinced my parents to cut all ties with the Falcone family. Adrian Falcone, we're done. Whatever we had, whatever you owed me—it's over now.

"Ms. Longstaff, are you saying the wedding will proceed as planned, but the bride will be replaced with someone else? Is that correct?" Faced with the staff member's puzzled expression, Heather Longstaff nodded without hesitation. "Yes, the wedding will take place in two weeks as scheduled. I'll deliver the revised materials to you in the next few days." "Understood. Should I inform Mr. Bennett about—" "There's no need!" Heather cut the other person off, her voice sharp with emotion. Noticing the startled look on the staff member's face, she quickly composed herself and explained, "He's busy. All wedding-related matters should come directly to me from now on." This wedding was meant to be her final gift to Mitchell. And like any gift, it had to remain a surprise until the very last moment.