Hwang Jun Ho Squid Game

When Valentina met Matteo in 2019, they both felt as if they’d known each other before. Everybody knows Matteo Giudice is the first son of a billionaire who is probably, but not surely, the head of the Sicilian mafia. Everything he does seems to be for his own pleasure even though there’s a certain darkness to him that seems to follow him everywhere he goes. Burnt-out from a young age due to his generational wealth, being bored is his biggest problem in life. Valentina is the daughter of a successful Russian businessman and has always flown under the radar at school but now seems to be everywhere and nowhere at the same time. There’s something a bout her, as if she has something nobody else possesses, that stirs up Matteo’s interest in the first place. Somewhere along the way of trying to figure each other out they unintentionally fall in love. When buried secrets come out, their lives turn into a deadly game of power, in which love and war have no choice but to co-exist. A slow-burn coming of age mafia romance novel, in which the only thing the protagonists know for sure is that fate doesn't care if you're ready for the love of your life. Part 1 of the Games We Play works.

Kinara terpaksa memenuhi permintaan terakhir ayahnya untuk menikah dengan lelaki pilihan sang ayah, Aditama Prawira, seseorang yang tidak ia kenali, apalagi cintai. Pernikahan tanpa arah, tidak ada cinta dan gairah. Namun, seiring waktu perasaan itu mulai tumbuh. Sayangnya, hadirnya mantan kekasih Aditama justru hadir menguji pernikahan mereka!

Dibenci mertua karena kesehariannya selalu menggunakan daster rumahan, itu yang dialami oleh Rahayu istri seorang CEO super kaya raya. Tidak hanya itu, kebencian itu juga karena Rahayu belum dapat memberikan keturunan bagi suaminya. Mertua Rahayu pun berkeinginan agar Dikta dapat menceraikan istrinya dalam jangka dekat jika masih belum hamil juga, tapi dikarenakan Dikta begitu mencintai Rahayu ucapan dari mamanya sendiri ditolak mentah-mentah. Kebencian pada Rahayu semakin menjadi-jadi, sang mertua pun tidak tahan lagi akhirnya memilih mengirimkan wanita penggoda untuk merusak rumah tangga Dikta dan Rahayu. Tidak hanya itu, mertua Rahayu pun juga memberikan fitnah ketika Rahayu hamil anak pertama mereka di usia pernikahan yang ke sepuluh tahun. Dan akhirnya Dikta terjerumus pada jebakan mamanya sendiri dan wanita penggoda tersebut, Dikta mengatakan kata cerai pada Rahayu ketika anak mereka lahir ke atas dunia. Rasa sakit, penyesalan, dendam dirasakan oleh Rahayu. Rahayu pun bertekad untuk membalaskan dendam pada semua yang terlibat dalam penghancur rumah tangga bahagianya dengan Dikta, dibantu oleh Lisa yang merupakan sahabat dekat. Rahayu pun menjalankan beberapa cara dan mengumpulkan bukti untuk membungkam mulut mertua dan wanita penggoda kirimannya.

Tak masalah jika kedatangan ibu mertua hanya untuk berkunjung. Tapi jika kehadirannya malah membuat ulah dan menebar fitnah, maaf Bu, aku tak bisa terima.

She couldn't love him. His heart didn't belong to her. It belonged to another woman; one that had loved him for years. And in her heart, the heart that he was slowly stealing with each sweet word and every act of kindness, she knew he loved that woman still. Maybe she would have hated him longer if he had been anything like his mother. The woman who forced her into this marriage by threatening her sister's future. But he wasn't. Samuel Madden was everything she dreamed of ending up with but settling for him might mean settling for half. Half of his heart, half of a family, half of a husband. He had everything planned. The ring, the house, the way he'd ask the woman he loved to marry him. But with one word from his mother, threatening to ruin her life, he found himself at the altar, saying void vows to a woman he met only a month ago. He was ready to settle and wait until he was free again, but Kali Hastings wasn't an easy woman to dislike. Sure, she had flaws, but they were nothing compared to her tender heart and perky personality. Now, he was falling for a woman who was daily conquering more and more of his heart. But at what cost? There was more connecting them than even she knew. A truth that had been buried in his family since he was born. Would she still want him when she found out the truth?

Pada tahun kelima pernikahannya, Stella pergi untuk mengajukan permohonan akta nikah yang baru. Tapi dia malah baru menyadari bahwa akta nikahnya itu palsu dan istri sah suaminya adalah orang lain. Cinta yang dijalin selama lima tahun ternyata palsu. Setelah kembali ke rumah, terdengar suaminya Felix dan pengacara berkata, “Tania sedang kerja keras membangun kariernya di luar negeri, hanya dengan status Nyonya Felix, dia baru bisa punya pijakan di dunia bisnis, aku harus membantunya.” “Sedangkan Stella, dia sangat mencintaiku, demi diriku dia juga putus hubungan dengan keluarganya, jadi dia pasti nggak akan pernah meninggalkanku.” Stella merasa patah hati setelah mendengar ini. Pada saat Felix mendapatkan akta nikah yang asli, Stella sudah pergi jauh dan dia tidak akan pernah bisa menemukan wanita itu lagi.

‎ ‎I died on Christmas Eve. ‎Poisoned by my sister… betrayed by the man I loved. ‎ ‎Death should have been my end. ‎Instead, it became my beginning. ‎ ‎When I wake up in a blood-soaked alley, a cold voice welcomes me to the “Demon Games" — a brutal survival arena where one hundred humans fight monstrous trials for a chance at rebirth. ‎ ‎The reward? ‎Ten years of life… and one impossible wish. ‎ ‎I am weak. ‎Near-blind. ‎And the easiest prey. ‎Which is why it makes no sense when “he" starts protecting me. ‎ ‎Tall. Masked. Dangerous. ‎His presence alone silences monsters… and makes my heart race for all the wrong reasons. ‎ ‎"Stay close," he whispers, his breath brushing my ear. ‎"Or I'll enjoy watching you beg." ‎They call him a demon. ‎A king. ‎A monster. ‎ ‎But when his hand grips my waist in the dark… ‎When his fingers tilt my chin up… ‎When his voice drops to a husky murmur. ‎"You're safer in my arms… don't make me prove it." ‎ ‎—I realize something far more dangerous. ‎I'm not just surviving the games anymore. ‎I'm becoming addicted to the man who could kill me. ‎ ‎Because the truth is… ‎The masked protector is the “Lycan King” — an overlord bound by rules that demand my death. ‎Yet every time we get too close… ‎Every time his control slips… ‎Every time his gaze lingers on my lips… ‎ ‎It feels less like protection… ‎And more like possession. ‎In a world where survival demands sacrifice and desire is a weakness… ‎I must choose— ‎Escape hell alone… ‎Or fall into the arms of the monster who wants to claim me. ‎ ‎

Kiran akhirnya bisa menikah dengan pria yang dia cintai, Pahing namanya. Impiannya untuk merajut bahtera rumah tangga yang penuh tawa malah mengundang air mata. Entah bagaimana bisa pria yang dicintainya tersebut terasa sangat asing dimatanya dan terang-terangan menunjukkan wanita lain dihadapannya, Kiran tidak mengerti. Namun, ia tetap berusaha bertahan demi cinta yang miliki. Tapi sampai kapan? Apakah Kiran benar-benar bisa bertahan hidup dengan Pahing? Atau bahkan Pahing akan memilih wanita lain yang kini telah menjadi kekasihnya? Kisah cinta yang berada diujung tanduk, apakah masih bisa terselamatkan? Di atas pengkhiatan serta perslingkuhan. Baca kelanjutannya hanya di Ujung Tanduk!

When the bodies of his informats start turning up dead at every corner ; an assertive and confident journalist who is entangled with the mafia finds himself in a race against time - for his life.

Ich erfuhr zur gleichen Zeit wie Rosa, dass ich schwanger war. Sie war die Jugendliebe meines Ehemanns, der in der Mafia war. Um ihr Baby davor zu schützen, auf Drängen ihrer Eltern abgetrieben zu werden, gab mein Mann ihr Baby als sein eigenes aus. Und was war mit meinem? Er redete mir gut zu und sagte, er würde es erst nach der Geburt von Rosas Baby als sein eigenes anerkennen können. Ich konfrontierte ihn und verlangte zu wissen, warum er mir das antat. Seine Antwort war kalt und unerschütterlich: „Ihr Baby als mein eigenes anzuerkennen, war die einzige Möglichkeit, sie beide zu schützen. Ich werde nicht zulassen, dass ihr oder dem Kind etwas zustößt!“ In jenem Moment, als ich den Mann ansah, den ich zehn Jahre lang geliebt hatte, wurde mir klar, dass meine Liebe zu ihm bereits gestorben war. Nicht lange danach verurteilte mich meine Familie. Sie nannten mich eine Schlampe, weil ich ein Kind ohne Vater bekommen würde, und drängten mich zu einer Abtreibung. Währenddessen hielt sich mein Mann in einer anderen Stadt bei seiner Geliebten auf und half ihr durch ihre Schwangerschaft. Als er dann zurückkam, war ich allerdings bereits weg.