Harry X Ron

Kathy’s heart has always belonged to Jason. But on her wedding night, the veil is torn away—she isn’t Jason’s bride at all. She’s married to his ruthless brother, Draven. Driven by revenge and a past soaked in betrayal, Draven never intended this marriage to be about love. He wanted to claim what his brother cherished most, to make Kathy pay for sins that weren’t hers. But the more she resists him, the more dangerous his obsession grows. Torn between the man she loves and the husband who ignites a forbidden fire inside her, Kathy is caught in a storm of lies, vengeance, and desire. And Draven must choose—keep destroying her in his thirst for revenge, or surrender to the one woman who could ruin him completely.

. "I WILL NOT WAKE HIM" My voice thunders through the large throne room. All who reside in it are brought to their knees. Cowering and bowing their heads. I take a sharp inhale and the wave of power leaves them and they return to their previous positions. Another member of my court approaches, I nod allowing her to come forward. Her long green dress, compliments her light brown hair and golden eyes. "Mara, what say you?" Alarich takes her hand and guides her forward "My beautiful queen, only your blood can wake him, if you see it fit to subdue him after and place him back to rest. My men and I will happily comply" I smile at her and Alarich. "You think it's that easy. I will not be weak. You know this and he will see to it I am, specially if I carry his child". Alarich places a gentle kiss to Mara's forehead. Grateful for his loves presence and offer. "Majesty your mark moves, it longs for him" She looks up at me with hopeful eyes. "Oh Mara, I cannot allow him back into the world. I am strong enough to take a rebellion on by myself, no one can kill me with this mark and no one else can hold it, whilst I'm alive. "You ask me to wake the only one who can kill me?"

Whispers in the underworld mentioned that Jason Marino, heir to the Family with its hands in the cross-continental arms trade, supposedly loved women with slim waists. Since his recent return to the country, his eyes had landed on Sonia Stewart—sworn sister to my fiancé, Andy Black. When Andy found out, he disappeared for three whole days. I finally tracked him down in the Family's club, only to overhear a conversation that shattered my world. "I'm not just going to stand by and watch Sonia marry that playboy Jason," Andy was telling his lieutenant. "On the wedding day, you need to swap Sonia's wedding car with Leona's. No one must find out!" His lieutenant thumped his chest, swearing, "No problem, boss! I'll get it done. But... What about your fiancee, Leona?" Andy let out a confident laugh, as if he were in control of everything. "I'm the Don's hand-picked Consigliere. Jason knows Leona belongs to me, so he won't lay a finger on her. Once I've slept with Sonia, he'll have to give up on her. After that, we'll just send someone to pick Leona up. She won't suspect a thing. Instead, she'll be scared and trembling… Pathetic but adorable nonetheless. She'll come running right back to my arms!" Every word was like a bullet leaving holes in my heart, every tone tearing it apart. I stumbled away as fast as I could, praying they wouldn't hear the sound of my heart breaking. When Andy tried to pick me up according to his plan later on, he broke down.

Sia wanted one night, just one daring, unforgettable night with Knight Smithfield, the boy she’s quietly loved from afar. What she didn’t expect… was to kiss his twin brother instead. A masked moment and a stolen kiss that felt too right to question until a photo exploded across campus, turning her secret into scandal. Now, Sia is forced to be in a fake relationship with Richard, the wrong twin… and the only one who knows the truth. As if that wasn't complicated enough, their parents just got married, forcing all three under one roof. Living with the Smithfield twins should’ve made things clear. Love one. Hate the other. Easy, right? Except nothing feels easy when Richard starts becoming something more than a mistake, and Knight suddenly starts acting like he wants her too. One kiss changed everything. Now Sia is caught between two brothers, two hearts… and one impossible choice. Was it just a twisted accident— Or was it fate playing her hand?

When Father asks me who I want to marry, I resolutely give up on Prince Maurice Swain. I choose to marry his uncle, Prince Gideon Swain. Father is confused. After all, everyone in the capital knows that I'm desperately in love with Maurice. I've said more than once that he's the only man I'll marry. I only have a bitter taste in my mouth. I married Maurice in my past life, and I gave my all in managing the household. Yet he never came home and even took a mistress behind my back. When I eventually became bedridden after wearing myself out, he brought Camilla Chapman back and threw her a grand wedding. The children they'd secretly had together came with her. It was only then that I realized the tonics Maurice had given me had rendered me infertile and weak. They slowly ate away at me from the inside. I watched as Maurice and Camilla lived a happy life with their children. I chose to let them have what they wanted. Now that I've been reborn, I'm going to stay away from Maurice and marry Gideon instead. Yet when Maurice finds out, he goes berserk. He stands before me with his eyes bloodshot as he forbids me from marrying Gideon.

Renata Kusuma Wardhani, seorang mahasiwi baru yang sedang menjalani masa orientasi kampus merasa ada keanehan setiap kali dia bertatap muka dengan Seno, kakak tingkatnya yang dia temui di hari pertamanya menginjakan kaki di kampus tersebut, terlebih tatapan mata Seno yang seakan menyeret Renata jauh ke sebuah ruang hampa yang tak berujung. Renata semakin penasaran akan sosok Seno, kala Dylan, sang ketua BEM kampus melarang Renata untuk menyebut nama Seno di area kampus mereka. Hingga suatu hari Yoke dan Nadia, sahabat Renata, mengatakan bahwa sebenarnya Seno adalah kakak tingkat mereka yang sudah meninggal akibat terjatuh dari lantai atas gedung fakultas teknik 3 tahun yang lalu. Benarkah kematian Seno murni akibat kecelakaan? Ataukah ada orang yang sengaja mencelakainya hingga tewas? Dan apa hubunganya kematian Seno dengan Dylan?

My husband was the leader of the rescue team. As I was trapped in a cave and surrounded by a pack of wolves, I desperately called him over and over. Yet, he hung up on me every single time. When the fire nearly burnt out and the wolves got closer, he finally called me and angrily accused me, "Can you stop wasting public resources? I'm the rescue team leader first, and then your husband." In the background, I heard a soft, feminine voice saying, "Howard, my arm has a cut. Can you take me to the hospital?" I was familiar with that voice. It was my husband's first love. Ever since her husband died, she clung to him. And my husband... He didn't just tolerate it; rather, he seemed to enjoy it. A wave of despair washed over me as I ended the call. My hands were trembling, and I tried to call the police, but before I could, the leader of the wolves pounced on me. I fell hard to the ground, and the rest of the pack, sensing the signal, ran toward me at an extraordinary speed. I didn't stand a chance to fight back, and in mere moments, I was ripped into pieces. Before my consciousness slipped away, I struggled to glance down at my lower abdomen one last time, and my lips quivered. "My baby, I'm sorry I failed you…"

Shock, cold and absolute, rippled through me. My jaw dropped. “Owned? I am not an object! You can’t just—” His dark chuckle cut me off. It was a chilling sound, devoid of warmth. “Oh, but I do, little bird. You became mine the moment your dear brother, Carlos, sold you to clear his debts. Along with almost all the shares in your father’s company.” The air left my lungs in a ragged gasp. What was he talking about? That couldn't be true, yet the look in his eyes said otherwise. He had sold me like an object, like chattel. Rage, raw and unadulterated, surged through me, eclipsing the fear for a fleeting moment. I tried to push past him, to escape and to run anywhere but his hand shot out, grabbing me by the neck, not quite choking but enough to hold me in an iron grip. He pinned me to the wall, his face inches from mine, his eyes burning with an intense possessive fire. “You now belong to Lorenzo Blackwood,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. “You are mine. To possess. To claim. To own.”

« Tout a commencé par une vengeance. Ça a fini par devenir quelque chose de dangereusement réel. » « Épouse-moi », dit-elle d'un ton sarcastique. « Pourquoi pas ? » répond-il avec un sourire en coin. « Je me disais justement qu'il me fallait une fiancée. » Emma n'aurait jamais imaginé se retrouver faussement fiancée à Liam Carter, le puissant patron de son ex. Mais après une demande en mariage impulsive, elle est prise au piège d'un jeu dont elle ne peut s'échapper. Liam Carter n'est pas n'importe qui : c'est le patron puissant et énigmatique de Ryan. Et il est plus que ravi de jouer le jeu. Ce qui commence comme un jeu de vengeance pervers se transforme en une supercherie à haut risque qu'aucun d'eux ne peut se permettre de perdre. Se faisant passer pour un couple lors de soirées fastueuses et s'échappant dans un paradis ensoleillé, Emma se sent attirée par l'intensité contenue de Liam, et lui par son tempérament fougueux. Mais lorsque Ryan découvre leur secret et menace de les dénoncer, le jeu devient mortel. Alors que les mensonges se dévoilent et que les trahisons cachées font surface, Emma et Liam doivent décider : était-ce jamais qu'un jeu, ou leur mascarade est-elle devenue la chose la plus réelle qu'ils aient jamais connue ?

Sample: ' “Motherfucking dog is what he is , damn it” she chugged her drink down . She pointed her unsteady hand at her two best friends who were watching the show unfold . “ All men are the same . HEARTLESS CHEATING BASTARDS . Do you hear me? Heartless cheating bastards ” Casey screamed at the men sitting on a nearby table. “Yes, that's what you all are . Cheaters . Bloodsucking vampires, you use women like chewing gum and spit them out after you use them”. She placed her glass with a loud bang , almost falling off the table. She joined her hands while looking up at the ceiling, blinking . “If someone up there is listening, I wish all these men would suffer from crabs so bad , they would scratch it so hard that their dicks will fall off ”. She looked down and pointed a finger at them. “This is my curse on your species ”. She turned back to her friends leaving behind a group of mortified men with wide eyes who were left there holding their junks in fear . ' Casey has always been a hopeless romantic, searching for the one person who will finally return her love. Owen, on the surface, has it all—wealth, fame, and an endless stream of admirers. Yet despite his many conquests, he shuns commitment, refusing to be tied to anyone. When a scandal threatens his reputation, Owen concocts a plan: a fake engagement to Casey, In return, he promises to help her win a man. It soon grows complicated.Owen finds himself unexpectedly drawn to Casey but just when love seems within reach, Owen's past returns—his ex, stirring old emotions and doubts. What happened next read in my book ‘Mr Wrong'