Héroe

Derrick Caldwell once promised me that on the night of our pack's founding feast, he would announce that we'd been married for eight years. However, on the big day, his childhood friend, Lilith Sterling, takes my place. She sits beside him—the spot reserved for his Luna. The warriors say, "We heard you have a mate with whom you've been married for eight years, Alpha. Is this her?" Derrick smiles without denying it. He silently allows their assumption to stand. I want him to explain this to me, but he merely says, "You may have helped me become the Alpha, but your lowly birth is nothing compared to Lilith's noble status. As my mate, you need to be more tolerant." I don't argue with him. Instead, I turn and leave the pack he and I built together. Later, I start my own pack and turn it into the largest one in the federation. Derrick stands among the crowd during a ceremony where the Alpha King confers a medal of honor to me. He proudly tells anyone who will listen that I'm his wife. I act like I don't see him, and his eyes turn red with desperation.

The Devil You Called Grimace. Hunger. Love like a curse. They say some doors open only once. She opened hers with three red candles, a drop of blood, and a whisper. Lonely nights, overdue rent, and a heart too heavy to carry — that’s all it took to call him through. Malik. The man made of smoke, shadow, and everything her prayers forgot to protect her from. He came smiling, with promises sweet as sin — protection, money, revenge. Every favor he gave her tasted like salvation until she realized he was feeding on her, one piece at a time. A memory here. A dream there. Her laughter swallowed whole. Now he’s the warmth in her sheets and the whisper in her nightmares. The devil she named, the lover she can’t unmake. Because Malik wasn’t summoned. He was chosen. And love — the kind that burns red under candlelight — always demands a body to keep it alive.

At the Thorn Pack banquet, Jacob Mason carefully cut the steak on my plate. His gentlemanly demeanor and meticulous attention to detail drew envious glances from those around us. "Our Alpha is so good to our Luna," a voice murmured from across the table. "You won’t find a more devoted mate in all of Southspire." I glanced at Jacob, a sweet warmth unfurled in my chest. I silently tightened my grip around the Moonstone Ring—a ring my father had left me, the symbol of power in the Lotus Pack. I had planned to give it to Jacob when the banquet ended, when we were alone. But as the evening wore on, the noise and the clinking of glasses became too much to bear. I feigned a slight dizziness, excusing myself to return to our castle ahead of him. In truth, I needed the time to prepare a surprise—something special to commemorate this night. When everything was set, I silently slipped back into the banquet hall, ready to take Jacob by the hand and whisk him away. But as I arrived, I stopped dead in my tracks. There he was, holding Hazel Rhea tightly in his arms. "Chloe is so rigid," he said. "Always clinging to the dignity of being the Lotus Pack Alpha's daughter. How could she ever compare to Hazel's passion?" "Don't worry," he added, his tone light with mock reassurance. "Hazel and I are just friends. Chloe won't feel betrayed." He laughed softly. "But don't tell her, alright? She's so old-fashioned—if she found out, she'd leave me for sure. Honestly, the thought of spending the rest of my life with such a dull partner… It's exhausting." Just friends? Is that what he called the way his hand slid beneath her dress—being "just friends"? I didn't interrupt them. There was no need to disturb their lively conversation. Instead, I slid the Moonstone Ring onto my finger. Without a word, I turned and left. In the quiet of the night, Xavier Grey—who had been following me all along—waited. Together, we set off on the journey I should have taken long ago.

The Moonstone pack's Luna - Audrey Winter was dealt a devastating blow on the third anniversary of her marriage. It turned out that the coveted moonstone necklace was not prepared by her partner Arthur for her. The owner of that necklace was Victoria, Arthur's stepsister, who was also his first love. Audrey's world collapsed. For three years, she had been playing the role of the perfect Luna, believing that their partnership might bear fruit. It was also on that day that she discovered she was carrying Arthur's child, a secret that could either bind them together or tear them apart forever. "If she's so important to you, why did you mark me?" Audrey questioned Arthur after being betrayed again. His silence said it all, but his grandfather Elder William's shocking revelations about Arthur's past changed everything. The truth about his mother's cause of death and his stepmother's intentional sacrifice could potentially overturn the entire Moonstone pack. The arrival of Nathan Snowfang, a fellow student at Audrey Lycanthrope Academy, has reawakened Arthur's possessive instinct, even as he continues to prioritize Victoria's needs over his own partnership. Audrey would she sacrifice her self-esteem for love, or would she sever the relationship and choose freedom? More importantly, what will happen when Arthur discovers her secret pregnancy?

Celeste berada pada hari-hari terakhirnya sebagai seorang mahasiswa. Dia punya banyak rencana yang sudah tidak sabar untuk dilakukan begitu sah menjadi alumni. Tetapi hal buruk menimpa restoran milik papanya, memaksanya untuk mengubah rencana hidupnya. Hatinya yang mudah kasihan kepada orang lain yang tertimpa kemalangan, mendorongnya untuk setuju dinikahkan dengan pria yang tidak dikenalnya. Malang tidak dapat ditolak, pertunangan terpaksa dibatalkan saat harinya tiba. Celeste yang baru saja merasa bahagia bisa mewujudkan mimpinya yang semula terpaksa harus membuang jauh rencananya lagi. Sang adik yang terkenal dingin dan kurang disukai banyak orang mengajukan diri untuk menggantikan sang kakak.

Ketika perdamaian yang rapuh antara dua kerajaan besar—Galuh dan Majapahit—dijembatani oleh lamaran politik, Dyah Pitaloka Citraresmi, putri tunggal dari Prabu Maharaja Linggabuana, harus mengorbankan perasaannya demi takhta dan kehormatan negerinya. Namun, di balik dinding batu istana, seorang pengawal muda bernama Raka Wijaya, diam-diam memendam cinta yang tak boleh tumbuh. Kesetiaannya kepada kerajaan diuji saat ia ditugaskan menjadi pengawal pribadi sang putri dalam perjalanan diplomatik menuju Majapahit—perjalanan yang perlahan berubah menjadi perjalanan terakhir mereka bersama. Di tengah bayang-bayang politik adikuasa, intrik istana, dan ambisi Mahapatih Gajah Mada, kisah cinta yang tak tersampaikan tumbuh dalam sunyi. Ketika cinta harus bersanding dengan kehormatan dan darah ditumpahkan atas nama harga diri, siapakah yang akan bertahan, dan siapakah yang akan dikorbankan?

Esme Wynter’s marriage to Lennox Mercer was written like a business plan. He gave her protection and power; she gave him peace and a convenient alliance. She told herself she didn’t need love. He made it clear he didn’t believe in it. But when the test site collapsed, Lennox threw himself over her without hesitation— and Esme’s last memory was his heartbeat against hers before everything went dark. When she opened her eyes again, she was surrounded by blinding white light, unable to move forward, and unable to return. Then a guide told her she and him were not fated, and their connection had become a curse, one that doomed them both whenever they tried to love. And then came the rules: You must not fall in love with him. You must ensure he finds his destined partner in each lifetime. You must not intervene beyond your designated role. Break them, and one—or both—will die. Fail all five lifetimes, and your souls would be erased forever. Each time Esme awakens, she forgets the last. Each time, she meets him again— as a king, a freedom fighter, a general, a mercenary. And each time, her heart betrays her before her mind can remember. And in his own distant eyes, there is the hidden craving for her love, like a man trying to recall a dream he’s not supposed to have. She was never meant to fall for him again. But perhaps… he never stopped loving her.

"Ten million." He uttered calmly like he was discussing the weather. Bella's steps slowed behind him. He continued with a nonchalant shrug. "Ten million. After six months, you'll walk away with ten million." She took a deep breath, heart pounding as she spun around to face him, speechless. Ten million wasn't just a lot. It was life-changing. Turning, he met her glare, a knowing smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "All you have to do is be my wife – pretend rather." ________ Arabella Carver always has things under control but finds out she isn't as lucky when everything comes crashing down. She is betrayed by her fiance, on the brink of eviction, and with her mother's life hanging by a thread, she's desperate for help. But as she tries to get the help she needs, only one person is willing to offer and it is none other than Adrian Davidson. The first man to claim her heart only to shatter it like it meant nothing. However, there is a catch to his generosity. He needs a wife to appease his grandmother, and Arabella happens to be her ideal choice so he gives her the papers that bind them. A marriage contract. With little choice and a grudge in her heart, she signs them. Besides, what could go wrong? It is, after all, just a contract. But what happens when old wounds resurface and sparks begin to ignite?

Hobi membawa petaka. Aku tidak menyangka, rencana liburan di Jepang berbuah tidak bisa pulang. Pembunuhan masal setiap malam, membuat pemerintah menutup akses jalan keluar-masuk sampai pelaku tertangkap dan demi keselamatan masyarakat. Namun, di sinilah aku sekarang. Warga asing yang terjebak di apartemen kecil di lantai tiga bersama beberapa tetangga yang rupanya berasal dari luar negeri juga. Kami terjebak bagaikan ternak yang siap menunggu ajal tiba. Ck, aku tidak mau mati semudah itu! Tidak di tempat yang bukan rumahku!

I spend three torturous years in a dark underground cell after taking the fall for Cole Greyhouse, a member of the nobility. He once held my hand tightly and tearfully promised that he would wait for me to return. Then, he would take my hand in marriage. However, he doesn't show up on the day I'm released from prison. I head to the palace to look for him, but all I see is him with his arm around another woman. He also has a mocking smile on his face. "Do you really think a former convict like you deserves to become a member of the royal family?" Only then do I understand that he's long since forgotten about the three years he was supposed to wait for me. I'm devastated, and my heart dies. I accept the marriage my family has arranged for me. On the big day, Cole crashes my wedding with his comrades and laughs raucously. "Are you that desperate to be my secret lover, Leah? How dare you put on a wedding gown meant for a royal bride to force me into marriage? You're pathetic!" Just then, his uncle, Fenryr Greyhouse, the youngest Alpha King in Lunholm's history, hurriedly arrives. He drapes a shawl around my shoulders and slides a wedding ring onto my finger. That's when Cole panics.