Historical Best Sellers

When I saw my best friend tending to the elderly man upstairs with such diligence in washing his clothes, cooking his meals, feeding him medicine, and giving him massages, I immediately knew that she had been reborn, too. In my previous life, my best friend and I shared an apartment. We were often awakened in the middle of the night by the old man’s cough from upstairs. When I went up to check on him, I learned that his legs were paralyzed, and he had no children or family. Out of sympathy, I decided to care for him. I brought him his daily meals and gave him massages. A month later, out of the blue, the old man mysteriously handed me a bank card and said, “There’s eight million here. It’s my reward to you.” With that money, I immediately went and paid off my father’s medical bills. Later, the old man went even further and transferred the ownership of the apartment that we were renting to me. He told me, “When your father is discharged, move in together. That way, I’ll have someone to keep me company, too!” When my best friend learned of this, however, she went ballistic. During the few days I was having trouble sleeping, she had secretly spiked my water with a lethal dose of sleeping pills. She watched as I died in agony. After my death, my boyfriend, posing as my fiancé, cut off my father’s medical bills and took away the old man’s bank card. Meanwhile, my best friend spread slanderous rumors among the neighbors, claiming the old man gave me money because I had sold myself to him. Half a year later, the two got married and paid in full for a luxury apartment in the city centre. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on that very day when the old man upstairs was coughing uncontrollably.

The hotel called, politely reminding me that the condoms used last night were unpaid and had been charged to my membership card. I was stunned. I'd been working late until midnight and hadn't set foot in any hotel. I confronted my husband, the only person who knew my card code. Nathan Phelps looked at me, bewildered. "Honey, that hotel costs over $10,000 a night. I'd never go there. It's probably a system error. Someone must have mistyped the card number. I'll file a complaint tomorrow." Unconvinced, I called my best friend, who managed the hotel. "Tracy, check who Nathan was with at the hotel last night. I'm catching him red-handed."

My best friend and I signed up for the Dual Marriage System so the cancer wouldn't kill me. She and I managed to steal the hearts of the Hopkin brothers. Naturally, we became in-laws. Seven years later, my husband's son told me I was dull and useless. Meanwhile, my best friend's husband slammed her behind bars for the sake of his old flame. When she was released, the last thing she told me was, "Live on." Then, she rushed into the oncoming traffic and was crushed into a pulp by a speeding truck.

I won the first prize at the Christmas party, which came with a bonus of $3,000. My boss generously doubled the rewards, and I eventually got $6,000. But my best friend and my boss started egging me on to treat everyone. In fact, they were just getting me to cover the company’s Christmas party. If I did not agree, my best friend wanted to cut off ties with me, and my boss wanted to fire me. Due to the pressure, I had to foot the bill, and I even ended up paying an extra $50,000 out of my own pocket. After I paid the bill, they abandoned me, who was drunk, and I just froze to death on the side of the road. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back to the day when the Christmas party was held.

Rashel, an overly supportive wife and Luna to Alpha Seth, who helped her husband build his pack to become the envy of all, thought her life was finally about to take the best turn she had always hoped for. But nothing prepared her for the fall from grace to grass fate had for her. It is tradition that any Alpha without an heir at age 35 would lose his pack to the next best contender. And in this case, Alpha Seth's younger brother, who was an archenemy, was the next best available contender, and he was willing to do just anything to make sure his brother, Seth, lost the pack to him. Disgraced and forced out of her pack after her husband found out he had a second fated mate, Rashel left with the one thing Seth needed to retain his pack – Her pregnancy. She was given a second fated mate, who turned out to be the Alpha King, Jethro. The one man who held the entire werewolf nation in his palm. Rashel thought that life had given her and her baby a second chance, since Alpha Jethro loved her to the moon and back. But what she didn't know was that her misery had only just begun, because not only did Seth regret letting her go, but now he desperately needed her and his child—the heir to his pack—back in his life. But this would be over Alpha Jethro's dead body. Rashel is caught in the middle of an impending war between the man she once loved and the man with whom she gradually built a new life. Now, she has to find out where her heart truly lies and whom she wants to spend the rest of her life with.

On the bed in a train's compartment, I find myself getting pinned beneath my best friend's boyfriend, Gaston Walters. Our bodies are firmly glued to each other. I don't have any strength left in me, so I can only let Gaston do whatever he wants to me. Soon, I feel him turning me on. My husband, Stevie Murray's loud snores drift from the bunk bed above our heads. That's when Gaston slowly slides his hand beneath my blanket before hiking my nightgown upward. "Wow, you're so wet…"

At our college graduation, my fiance suddenly proposed to Lillie Stewart, my best friend, in front of everyone. I became a joke in front of everyone. Right after Lillie accepted my fiance’s proposal, Lloyd Becker, heir to the biggest mafia family on the West Coast, publicly said he loved me. Lloyd was known in the mafia world for being serious and never getting involved with women. So, when he showed an interest in an orphan like me, it made the news. We got married, and for five years, he was so sweet and treated me like a princess. But one day, I accidentally overheard him talking to his friend. “Lillie is already set to become the future lady of the Gacira family. Are you really going to keep the act up with Nelly?” “If I can’t have Lillie, it doesn’t matter who I marry. As long as I’m with Nelly, Lillie can live peacefully.” He even gave Lillie the symbol of the Becker family’s lady. He helped Lillie build her career while letting me fade into the background. After five years of marriage, I finally understood. On our fifth anniversary, I pretended to die in a shooting so he could be with the woman he truly loved. But instead of being happy, Lloyd completely broke down.

Celina menjual mahkota kewanitaan demi mengeluarkan ibunya dari penjara. Sang ibu dituduh karena mengelapkan dana perusahaan. Padahal sang ibu hanya dijadikan kambing hitam oleh seseorang. Tak ada satupun orang yang membantunya hingga ia mendapatkan tawaran bagus untuk melayani pria yang baru saja datang dari luar negeri. Ternyata orang yang menyewanya malam itu adalah dosen baru dari luar negeri, Luis. Setiap melihat Celina, Luis tak bisa menahan diri dan selalu ingin menyentuhnya. Ia melakukan berbagai cara agar gadis itu jatuh ke pelukan Doni sang kekasih Celina curiga dengan hubungan keduanya karena ia sering melihat Celina masuk ke ruangan Luis dengan tanda merah di leher kekasihnya. Begitu juga Sofia, calon tunangan Luis sering memergoki keduanya saling curi pandang. Hingga Celina dinyatakan hamil anak Luis. Apakah Luis mau bertanggungjawab atau mengabaikan Celina karena ia telah membayar gadis itu untuk memenuhi nafsunya atau justru Luis jatuh hati dengannya?

Mata Jena bergerak turun, terhenti tepat pada bibir Abas yang sedikit terbuka. Seketika ia menelan ludahnya dengan gugup. "Kenapa bibir Mas Abas menggoda banget sih?" batinnya berteriak, sementara jari-jarinya kian sadar masih melekat di dada bidang pria itu. ***** Kisah Abas dan Jena yang terjebak dalam sebuah kontrak dengan syarat-syarat mengejutkan menjadi awal dari hubungan yang mereka kira akan sementara. Apakah cinta bisa tumbuh dari pernikahan yang hanya dibangun di atas kontrak?

Anara gadis miskin yang terjerat hutang, terpaksa harus menjual ginjal untuk melunasinya. Namun nasib sial datang bertubi-tubi, hingga tidak hanya ginjal yang dia jual, pada akhirnya Anara juga menjual diri pada lelaki asing yang sanggup membayar keperawanannya dengan harga mahal. Satu ginjal Anara berpindah untuk seorang anak kecil. Anara mendonorkannya demi uang. Tapi siapa sangka jika anak itu justru melihatnya sebagai ketulusan. Anak duda kaya raya langsung jatuh hati pada Anara, merengek memintanya menjadi ibu sambung dan menikah dengan ayahnya. * "Kak Nara, suka uang kan? Mau aku kasih uang satu truk milik Ayah? Syaratnya satu ... jadi mamaku, ya?" ~Zavi~ "Di dunia yang kejam ini, hanya orang kaya dan orang licik yang bisa bertahan. Jadi, makhluk miskin sepertiku tidak punya pilihan kecuali mau berubah menjadi licik, atau ... minimal menikah dengan duda kaya lalu jadi Cinderella!" ~Anara~