Helm Zeus Half Face

Daisy gadis berusia 25 tahun. Ia mate dari seorang alpha Arthur Ares Ardloph. Daisy Queen Athena putri mahkota dari kerajaan Athena. Yang terlahir dari ratu Minerva Athena dan raja Zeus Athena. Kelahiranya disambut para kaum immortal. Namun naasnya, ketika diusianya menginjak 12 tahun. Ia dijadikan kelinci percobaan para ilmuwan KBI(kaum bangsa immortal) yang dibawah kepemimpinan Hermes sebagai wakil kerajaan Moon Stone Pack dan Bachus Apollo sebagai alpha dari kerajaan Black Moon Pack. Daisy dibawa oleh para anak buah Hermes dan Bachus untuk menjadi korban eksperimen mereka, karena Daisy memiliki darah murni yang sangat langka terdapat dalam dirinya. Sehingga membuat para ilmuwan tergiur untuk menjadikanya korban ekperimen dan lebih biadabnya mereka membuang Daisy ke dunia manusia. Selain itu, mereka menghilangkan aroma dari seorang putri mahkota sehingga ratu Minerva dan raja Zeus tidak bisa menemukan keberadaan sang Putri. Daisy diasuh disalah satu keluarga tersandang, yang tidak bisa memiliki keturunan. Diana dan James merawat Daisy seperti ia merawat anak kandungnya sendiri merawatnya dengan sepenuh hati, mereka menuntunya hingga tumbuh berkembang menjadi gadis yang cantik dan cerdas. Eksperimenya adalah Hipnosis dan IQ mereka melakukan program pencucian otak, yang lebih berbahaya para ilmuwan melibatkan Lsd dan obat-obatan berbahaya lainnya. Kemudian para peneliti menghapus semua ingatan dan memprogram ulang otak. Daisy yang bekerja disalah satu perusahaan ternama yaitu; CIA (Central Intelligence Agency) di tetapkan dibagian divisi NCS (National Clandestine Service) ia mendapatkan tugas untuk menyelesaikan kasus Mkultra, kasus 13 tahun lalu yang lalu sudah tertutup kini kembali sehingga merenggang nyawa manusia. ‘Baciu Forest’ hutan yang terkenal angker dan sangat berbahaya demi menjalankan tugas Daisy beserta teman timnya harus terpaksa memasuki hutan tersebut, dan disitulah kepingan-kepingan ingatan Daisy kembali.

My husband, Matthew Lorenzo, dies unexpectedly. Soon after, my in-laws come to me with an outrageous suggestion. "Why not let Matthew’s twin brother take you in and look after you? After all, your child needs a father." My sister-in-law, Felicia Dare, furiously calls me a shameless woman. I turn to look at Matthew's brother, Michael Lorenzo. It's like staring at Matthew's face all over again. The grief hits me hard. Just as I'm about to talk my in-laws out of this ridiculous idea, I overhear a conversation behind the door between them and "Michael". "Michael was the one who died. Why did you lie and let everyone think it was you?" Matthew sighs. "The one I love is Felicia. Faking my death was the only way I could be with her openly. And as for this nonsense about taking Luna in and looking after her—drop it. "As for Luna, I gave her a child and a respectable marriage. I don't owe her anything." I turn around and see my daughter standing there with her eyes red. She asks, "Mommy, does Daddy not want us anymore?" I kneel down, gather her into my arms, and hold back the ache in my chest. "Sweetheart, your uncle just wants to protect the person he loves. We shouldn't disturb him; it's time we start our new life."

Alice is the future ruler of the Kingdom of Bridgeton, and she is expected to rule when she reaches the age of 18. An angel-like lady conceals the true might of a Queen, and her sympathy for regular citizens allows her to garner their support. However, just before her 18th birthday, the Kingdom of Dehova unexpectedly invaded them, hurting half of the citizens and murdering half of the royal soldiers. As the Bridgeton Kingdom faces its demise due to the attack of the Dehova Kingdom, Bridgeton's long-term foe. Alice was instructed to travel to the Kingdom of Mesuria and seek assistance from the recently appointed King Rembrandt, who is known for his ruthlessness in dealing with opponents. Will Alice be able to complete her quest and save Bridgeton? Will she be successful in luring the wise King? Will she succeed, or will she fail?

Divorce was a nightmare she never envisioned, especially not with the man who held her heart. Born into a world of wealth and influence, Tyra Ralene Sandoval was groomed for leadership, her every move calculated to secure her place at the helm alongside her brother, Tyler Rale Sandoval. Their paths collided in the bustling halls of college, where Tyra found herself captivated by Laxus Miguel Villafuerte, the charming heir to V Corps. Their love blossomed, culminating in a whirlwind romance that led to marriage within two years. The discovery of Laxus's infidelity shattered Tyra's world, leaving her with nothing but the painful remnants of a love that had once promised forever. Desperate to mend the pieces of her shattered heart, Tyra sought refuge in a foreign land, hoping to find love and a chance to move on from the betrayal she had endured. The news of her father's illness forced Tyra's return, but she wasn't alone. By her side someone stood, who meant more to her than anything in the world. Fate had a twist in store, bringing Tyra and Laxus face-to-face once more, and with it, a revelation that would rewrite their destinies. Would she give him a second chance, or would she embrace the love that had healed her broken heart? Could forgiveness bridge the chasm between them, or would they be forever bound by the pain of the past?

Camelia's life has been a battleground, scarred by her father's hatred and rejection by Carlos, the Alpha's son - who turned out to be her mate. But fate has other plans. She's chosen as a potential mate for Lycan Xavier, a powerful figure seeking his destined partner. As she discovers she's his true mate, Carlos reappears, claiming her as his own, alongside Desmond, a vampire who believes she's his soulmate. Camelia's reality shifts - she has not just one mate, but three. Entwined in a prophecy that could unite three nations, she's a prized target for enemies. And her fate takes a darker turn when she's captured by Zeus Dimitrious, the infamous Dragon King. Will he hold her captive forever, or will the flames of passion ignite between them, revealing an unexpected bond?

Elena Jones and I became orphans on the same day. Her parents are killed in a mass murder, and my father—the killer—is executed on the spot. For a month straight, Harborfield's most notorious playboy waits outside the courthouse, intent on keeping Elena. However, she throws his black card right back at him, like a headstrong heroine straight out of a movie. "The Mr. Carter I admire is refined and noble. How could he have a nephew like you? I'd rather starve than accept anything from a thug." He lets out a sharp, amused laugh and crooks a finger at me. "A death row convict's daughter and a thug make a fitting pair. I'll back you. Are you willing?" While clutching the ten-million-dollar IOU my father left behind, I nod without hesitation. Later, he orders me to get into his uncle Daniel Carter's bed. "With all that sin on your shoulders, you're an even better match for him. That way, Elena will finally give up on him for good."

My newlywed husband wants to kill me. He's backing me to the balcony with a knife in his hand. The blade pierces my heart, and he shoves me off a 20-story building. At the same time, I see the tear streaks on his face. He says, "Long time no see, my perfect lover."

My husband asked me if bras were more comfortable without underwire, and I was happy that he had finally become more mature. The next day, his assistant snatched the parcel I received in the mail, saying that it had the wrong address. That night, I saw Samantha Davis post on her social media, with the caption, “My boyfriend bought this for me. Isn’t it pretty?” It was a selfie taken in a hotel mirror, and there was a beautifully decorated box containing a bra lying beside her. So, as it turned out, it was not that men became mature later in life, it was that you weren’t the one they were willing to become mature for. Naturally, I gave the post a like and took a screenshot before sending it to my husband. "What a waste. You could have gotten an 20% discount if you bought the whole set."

I donated 45 million to the city's best kindergarten, but my daughter failed the enrollment interview. She was a polymath. Furious, I demanded an explanation from admissions. She hurled an assessment file at my face. "Your daughter's brilliant, but you're the exact opposite! You're dead last among the parents!" She continued, "The others have tech domes! You're nothing but a regular Ivy League graduate! Your degree's worth about as much as toilet paper!" The other teachers laughed as well. "If we admit her daughter, it's going to look bad on the other kids. She can't take that responsibility." "Yeah, I can't believe she's demanding an explanation from Ms. Johnson. Her husband is the kindergarten's biggest stakeholder. He can make sure her daughter has nowhere to go." The admission teacher shoved me away. With disdain in her eyes, she said, "Out of my sight if you know what's good for you. My husband is picking me up in his Rolls-Royce. His car plate alone is worth more than your life! It's lucky 777! Only one in Georgeport!" Three sevens? That was my husband's car. I laughed mirthlessly and texted my husband. "I had no idea you had another wife behind me."

In my previous life, my sister thought that since my husband and I had high-paying jobs, she could swap her son with my child without anyone noticing. But twenty-five years later, the tables turned. My son had grown into a street thug, while her son—raised under my care—rose smoothly through life. Young as he was, he had already become a CEO. He was dutiful, bought me a villa, and even sent me traveling around the world. My sister barged into his company, waving a DNA test report, kicking up a scene, only to be thrown out by security. "Mr. Kieran said that even if you are his biological mother, you never gave him a single day of care," they told her. "So he refuses to acknowledge you." Breaking down completely, she drove her car into me and ended my life. When I opened my eyes again, we had returned to the very day she switched our babies. This time, my sister clutched her own child tightly, a wild, triumphant grin on her face. "From now on, you can be the mother of a street thug," she sneered. "The villa and all those riches—they're mine!"