Hogwarts Legacy Shut Down

My mother was a traitor. To my pack, I am no better. I'm used to being overlooked. I've been unwanted from the time I was born, and my pack, River Crest, made it abundantly clear every chance they could that I was not welcome. No one and nowhere was safe. I've spent my entire life alone, with no family, no friends, and now, no mate. At 24 years old, unmated and unwanted, I've accepted that I must be one of the mateless. Wretched, forsaken wolves who are cursed to live out their lives alone. Or worse. The legends and histories claim that being a mateless wolf is worse than death. They suggest choosing a mate and forming a bond before madness sets in or the pack rejects me. But I've been rejected. I'm used to the feeling. I thrive in it. Because the more they push me away, the less pain and humiliation I have to face. If I can make it another year unmated, I could face banishment, and I'll finally be free. That's my goal. And I'll be damned if I let anyone get in my way. Even my mate.  

I was Randy Johnson's contract wife. For five years, I tried every possible way to make him fall in love with me. But aside from showing me concern in bed, he ignored me the rest of the time. When a piece of equipment at the amusement park fell and struck me, the first thing he did was rush to his beloved first love. She was startled but unscathed. Yet, he rushed her straight to the hospital. When a towering cake display collapsed on me, leaving blood streaming down my arm, he still chose to comfort his first love, who merely had a stomachache. Since he loved her so deeply, there was no reason for me, his contract wife, to stay. So I let him go and freed myself in the process. I chose to study abroad, vowing never to see him again for the rest of my life. I never expected… this time, he would be the one to regret it.

Andini begitu kagum dengan suami dari bosnya, Pak Stefan. Lelaki itu gagah, tampan dan mempunyai kemampuan memimpin yang mumpuni, berwibawa. Lelaki itu jadi idola siapa saja yang ada di perusahaan. Mendengar suaranya saja sudah membuat hati dag dig dug. Apalagi kalau menatap wajahnya. Jantung Andini seperti turun ke perut. Perasaan itu Andini simpan selama bertahun-tahun. Stefan lelaki sempurna, dan Anya Winata, istrinya sangat beruntung. Pernikahan mereka sempurna, ditambah anak lelaki cerdas usia lima tahun, Prayan. Siapa yang tidak mau kehidupan seperti itu? Di ulang tahun pernikahan yang ke-tujuh, Anya Winata kecelakaan mobil. Dia terluka parah, dan dinyatakan koma. Perusahaan yang dipimpin Anya carut marut. Semua karyawan menuntut agar ada pengganti Anya. Dalam keadaan terdesak seperti itu, Stefan mengakui kalau Andini adala istri keduanya, dan dia akan menggantikan Anya memimpin perusahaan. “Mulai saat ini kamu harus siap hadir disetiap acara perusahaan, acara sekolah Prayan, mencarikannya guru les, mengurus makanan dan pakaiannya. Kamu menggantikan Anya dalam bidang bisnis tapi juga menggantikan posisinya di ranjang,” ucapan Stefan membuat hati Andini berdesir halus. Wajahnya menghangat, kuduknya berdiri. Andini memang kompeten, dia bisa menggantikan posisi Anya. Seiring berjalannya waktu menggantikan bosnya sendiri, Andini menemukan banyak misteri soal kehidupan Anya dan Stefan.

“Kamu sadar, Lily! Sadar sebagai ibu pengganti bagi anakku, itu sama saja meneken kontrak kalau kamu milikku! Meski hanya setahun. Aku membayarmu untuk itu.” Lily diam, jantungnya saat ini akan meledak. Mau tidak mau, Lily menuruti Axel. Lily mulai menarik tangan Axel agar lelaki itu bisa duduk dengan tenang. Tetapi gagal, Axel tidak bisa menegakkan badan. “Kau harus lebih berusaha, Lily,” perkataan Axel yang begini mirip ledekan. Wajahnya juga menyebalkan saat ini. Kalau bukan majikan, mungkin Lily sudah menamparnya. Lily kesal, meski Axel tampan, badannya ideal dan sebentar lagi Lily dan Axel akan terikat oleh sebuah perjanjian, tetap saja, Lily harus menjaga jarak. Dia tidak boleh aji mumpung. Lily berusaha sekali memasukkan kepala Axel ke kaus. Mengangkat kepalanya sulit sekali. Badannya berat. Napas Lily yang terengah terdengar oleh Axel, membuat lelaki itu tertawa. Pikirannya masih menerawang, malam ini harusnya dia merayakan hari pernikahannya dengan Bree. Namun, Bree malah memilih Wanda untuk diajak minum. Meninggalkan Axel, dan lelaki itu sangat sebal ditinggalkan seperti itu oleh Bree. “Bree ... Bree,” rutuk Axel sambil tertawa konyol. Sementara kausnya belum bisa terpakai, karena Lily kesulitan mengangkat kepala Axel. Axel, menangkap tangan Lily, menaruhnya di dadanya yang bidang. Wajah Lily merona, hangat. Namun, sekujur tubuhnya panas dan dingin. “Lily ...” panggil Axel dengan lirih, tangan Axel yang bebas membelai wajah Lily. “Maaf, tuan aku harus pulang,” ucapnya. Axel malah menarik Lily ke dalam pelukannya. “Kau temani saja saya di sini. Apakah kau tahu kalau sesungguhnya kau sangat cantik, murni dan tulus.” Lily menganggap kalau Axel sedang membual karena sedang mabuk. Jadi, wanita itu mengangkat wajahnya. Menatap Axel tajam. Andai saja, Axel sedang tidak mabuk malam ini. Jarak wajah Lily dan Axel hanya dua senti. Mata Axel berkilat, kepalanya dia majukan, mengikis jarak yang memang sudah sangat dekat.

Malam pengantin harusnya menjadi pengalaman paling indah, memadu kasih berbagi kehangatan dalam khasanah cinta dua insan yang saling mengikat janji sehidup semati. Namun kabar buruk yang diterima Venca ketika malam pengantinnya. Suaminya, Tara menghamili Kakaknya. Tentu saja, hatinya hancur, berminggu-minggu depresi dan sekali mencoba bunuh diri. Revan, kekasih lamanya kembali dan kebetulan menjadi atasannya. Saat Venca mulai menata hidupnya, suami yang dia nikahi berniat kembali dan memperbaiki diri. Lalu, mana yang Venca pilih? Revan atau suami yang sah dinikahinya?

She is the daughter of an exiled maid. He is the heir of a wealthy leader. She is shunned by her rank. He is praised for it. She's the Omega. He's the future Alpha. Ava Rose and Jace Weston. Two opposites bounded by destiny. On his 20th birthday, Jace Weston reaches the day every Wolf eagerly awaits; today he would finally meet his mate, the one true soul chosen by the Moon Goddess to bond with him for eternity. But what if his true love, his mate isn't entirely what he hoped for?

"You are my wife, but I will not fuck or touch you from today on, understand? You won't even sleep in my bed. You wanted my name, didn't you? Well, you have it now. Make good use of it." Luca Bianchi, is a famous Italian CEO, who runs his family's business. He is handsome, rich, and attractive and would be the husband material, If he wasn't a monster. He is forced to marry the stubborn and obstinate Sofia Morelli, his father's protégé. Sofia has had feelings for Luca since he first kissed her years ago. Sofia Morelli is the perfect wife living in a nightmare.

My boyfriend passed away from illness. Before he died, he asked me to look after his only younger brother—Callum Ressler. I put Callum through college, and helped him build his company from the ground up. Then one night, after a round of drinking at some work function, he ended up in bed with me. While I wrestled with what we were to each other, I noticed something on his office desk: a photo of me, framed neatly beside an engagement ring. My heart stirred. I pushed open the lounge door, ready to finally talk about us. But just as the door creaked open, a white camisole fell at my feet. I froze. Callum pulled the covers tightly around a shocked female assistant. "Diana, ever heard of knocking?" he snapped. Face pale, limbs suddenly uncoordinated, I started backing out. But the assistant's timid voice stopped me. "Diana… could you hand me my clothes?" I ignored the hostility behind her eyes, grabbed the garment, tossed it onto the bed, and left in a hurry. Once I stepped outside the company building, Callum called. "Diana, you should really stop barging into my room like that." I laughed and agreed. From that moment on, I never stepped into his world again.

The girl my family sponsored was a manipulative opportunist. She had my childhood friends wrapped around her finger. I helped her out of pity for her poor background, but she climbed her way up, slowly taking my place. She faked innocence in front of the brothers while sabotaging me behind my back. When they found out, they called me petty rather than blame her. I got fed up, married my college crush, and moved on. But they flew in overnight, begging for forgiveness.

Jace Thorne—my childhood crush—crashed a car with me. I walked away fine. He "lost his memory." Plot twist: my dead grandma's soul moved in. "Jace is faking amnesia again to mess with my sweet granddaughter. If I were alive, I'd break his legs myself!" I blinked. Hard. Grandma's voice wouldn't shut up. "In her past life, Demi was miserable. Jace left her to rot while he partied with that Stafford girl. Had a heart attack, and he was lighting birthday candles. Trash!" Then came the kicker: "Your grandpa's letting you pick your fiancé. Don't even think about Jace. Pick Leroy. That boy's actually decent." Right on cue, Grandpa strolled into the hospital with the elder squad, slapped down pics of four legacy heirs, and told me to choose. I didn't even blink. Picked Leroy Leighton—my childhood nemesis turned fiancé. Because yeah, I'm a grandma's girl to the core. If she said Jace Thorne didn't love me, then I was so done.