I M More Dangerous Than You

After being fired from her job as a reporter, Eva Langston returns to San Francisco, only to find her family on the brink of financial ruin. Her once-thriving father now drowns in debt, and his last hope lies in a man she never wanted to see again, Lucian Thorne, her cold, calculating billionaire ex. Lucian agrees to save her father's company, but under one cruel condition: Eva must become his wife. Dragged back into the world of power, manipulation, and unsaid truths, Eva realizes Lucian has his own reasons for dragging her into this nightmare. As old wounds resurface and dark truths are uncovered, Eva must decide- can love survive their shattered past, or will the secrets lurking in both families destroy them for good?

"Aku bukan pelakor, tapi sebutan itu disematkan padaku karena ulah mantan istri Anugrah." Dokter Bella menjalin hubungan serius dengan Anugrah setelah pria itu resmi berstatus duda, namun siapa yang menyangka, hubungan tersebut menjadi awal kehancuran hidup dan karirnya. Saat masih menjalin kisah asmara dengan Direktur Rumah Sakit Ibu dan Anak itu, Bella terus diteror mantan istri Anugrah, hingga akhirnya dia menyerah dan meninggalkan sang Direktur. Lama tak mendengar kabar dari Anugrah, ternyata pria itu kembali menjalani rumah tangga dengan mantan istrinya. *** Berjumpa kembali setelah dua belas tahun berpisah, menjadi pertemuan paling mendebarkan bagi Bella dan Anugrah, yang masih menyimpan perasaan cinta satu sama lain. "Dua belas tahun aku mencari keberadaanmu. Aku pikir kita sudah benar-benar berakhir. Ternyata, ada ikatan yang tidak akan pernah bisa dihapus oleh apapun." Anugrah menatap wajah Bella, lekat. Kedua manik matanya berkaca-kaca, berharap bisa memeluk wanita cantik itu seperti dulu. "Bastian hadir bukan karena kesalahan, tapi keinginan kita berdua. Kamu ingatkan ... berulang kali aku mengatakan, aku akan menikahimu."

Kehidupan yang bergelimangan harta, Keluarga yang hangat, Pertemanan yang menyenangkan, Pernikahan yang menjadi impian setiap orang, benar-benar seperti hidup di negeri dongeng. Namun bagaimana jika itu semua adalah hal yang dapat membuatmu mengalami kesedihan berkepanjangan? Kisah ini benar-benar dimulai dengan awal yang manis, lebih dari rasa manis itu sendiri, sampai-sampai membuatnya terasa seperti pemanis buatan. Kalian tahu pemanis buatan kan?, itu dapat terasa sangat manis. Tapi dampak yang dirasakan tak menjamin rasa manis itu sendiri.

"Your Highness." "Lady Eiren." Di bawah langit malam yang kelam, tanpa sedikit pun memunculkan cahayanya sang bintang apalagi cahaya sang rembulan. Di tengah-tengah taman yang banyak ditanami bunga eglantine yang merumpun, … juga di antara hujan taburan kelopak bunga pohon plum yang jatuh meluruh. Beserta di sekitar beterbangannya bola-bola cahaya api, dilengkapi dengan kepakkan sayap kecil ratusan kupu-kupu merah muda. Mereka berdua, sepasang anak muda berlawanan jenis, yang masing-masing darinya sedang mencium harumnya setangkai bunga keramat pun, … saling berhadapan satu sama lain, dengan ekspresi muka yang tampak begitu serius. "Daripada Tunangan saya, …." "Daripada Tunanganku, …." Berbicara bersamaan sekaligus bergerak secara bersamaan pula, mereka … lekas melanjutkan ucapan yang sempat terjeda dengan menggunakan suara yang lantang, seraya mengasongkan tangkai bunga yang tengah dipegang sendiri untuk cepat-cepat diberikan kepada sang lawan bicara. "… Saya akan memilih Anda!" Sang pemberi bunga yang melambangkan cinta mati, yaitu bunga mawar hitam, … Lady dari kediaman Marquess Eiren, Darissa. "… Aku akan memilihmu!" Juga sang pemberi bunga yang melambangkan banyak kebebasan, yaitu bunga bakung laba-laba merah, … pangeran kedua kerajaan Aethelred, Lancient. "MARI/AYO KITA MENIKAH!" Sudah memutuskan untuk bekerja sama di kesempatan kedua ini, … dalam membalaskan dendam mereka.

Volume 1: INHERITED SECRETS Raine is the daughter of a renowned detective who died in a murder case. Determined to unravel the truth behind the death of her love ones, she had to follow in his father's footsteps of mixing with the murky waters of murder and mystery. However, the hole she dug herself turned out deeper than she thought. When she became involved in a crime she did not commit, the justice she yearned for her parents would be at risk. Raine and her squad would have to face an unimaginable series of crimes and thread along the dreary path of solving cases.

Every day, my son and husband finish all the house chores before I even get home. But only because they're bringing my husband's first love, Sally Sullivan, back for Thanksgiving, I pour boiling water on my son's face. I also kick both my son and husband out when it's 104°F outside. Desperate to save our son, my husband sprawls across the front porch, begging me to open the door. "Wanda, open the door! We need to save our son! I only invited Sally over because she saved you once back then. I didn't mean anything else by it!" "Mom, it hurts!" my son cries. "Mom, can't you kiss me? Mom…" Meanwhile, I'm slouching on the couch, snacking away as I watch TV. In the end, my husband can't take it anymore and brings me to the Bad Mom Court for trial. The moment my memories are extracted, the entire court bursts into tears.

When my mother asked me who I wanted to marry, this time, I chose none of them. Instead, I decided to go to the Northwest and serve my country. In my previous life, both my childhood friend, once a captain, and my educated fiancé courted me. I had feelings for both. But while I was still struggling to decide who I wanted as my husband, both accidentally ingested something. In a dazed state, I spent a chaotic night. After that, my parents asked one of the men to marry me. On the wedding day, the first love in both their hearts, the woman they had always truly loved, found out the truth. Out of spite, she accepted a local thug’s proposal. After marrying him, she was forced to give birth to ten children, one after another, until she died tragically. After her death, both men grabbed me by the throat and asked, “Why did she have to die such a miserable death, while you’re still alive and well?” They strangled me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day when my childhood friend and my fiancé had been drugged.

I am reborn with memories of my past life. And I carry a secret with me: my fiance, Ethan Larsen, had forged our marriage certificate. The one he had actually married was Serena Gray. But I do not expose his lie. Instead, I quietly submit my application to Greenvale University and eventually become a permanent resident in Verenza. In my past life, I spent a lifetime believing in a lie. I thought I was his wife, until I learned the truth on the day he died. He married Serena out of love but kept me only due to his sense of duty. On the funeral day, Serena arrived dressed in white, holding the actual marriage certificate in her hand. She effortlessly took over all his inheritance, while I was thrown out of the house, penniless, with nothing left but a trampled heart. In this life, I will no longer beg for love nor stay put out of pity. I'll leave quietly and live freely. They can keep acting out their so-called "perfect" love story. Because now, I can see it crystal clear—some women are born to be loved, while others are reborn so they don't have to wait to be loved.

Ibinigay ni Keziah Quinn Palmer ang kanyang puri sa isang estrangherong lalaking nakilala niya sa bar—isang hakbang na dulot ng galit at tampo niya sa kanyang mga magulang matapos siyang ipagkasundo sa anak ng kasosyo nila sa negosyo. Ngunit ang galit niya ay lalo pang nadagdagan nang makilala niya si Cael Xandros Lozano, ang lalaking ipinagkasundo sa kanya. Sa kabila ng kanyang matinding pagkasuklam, hindi siya tinantanan ni Cael, determinado itong mapalapit sa kanyang puso. Paano kung malaman ni Keziah na ang estrangherong nakasama niya sa gabing iyon ay si Cael din? Magbabago kaya ang kanyang damdamin, o mananatili siyang nakakulong sa galit at pagtanggi habang buhay?

On my birthday, I personally prepare 16 dishes. After setting up the candlelight, I open a bottle of red wine. I take a photo and send it to my husband, Eric Sinclair. "I'm working late tonight. Don't wait for me," he replies. I choose to believe him. But after midnight, I notice an Instagram story posted by Shirley Huxley, his secretary. Eric was there with her, dressed in the trench coat I once gave him. They sat side by side in the VIP seat of football stadium where my favorite Super Bowl take place. Entwined in a passionate embrace, they kissed beneath a sea of shimmering lights and the roar of thousands of fans. That game is the one I have always longed to experience with him. I look down at the cold food on the table. Eric's words keep ringing in my head. "I hate kissing." "Marriage is a partnership, not about love and kisses." Though we've been married for ten years, we've never shared a single kiss. Meanwhile, he's out there, kissing Shirley openly and passionately. Despite it all, not a single tear falls from my eyes. The next day, Eric settles into his chair, completely unfazed. "Return the gallery to Shelly," he commands. I nod quietly, saying nothing. Suddenly, Layla Sinclair, my daughter, comes running down the stairs and throws herself into Shirley's arms. "Aunt Shirley, you're my favorite. I don't like Mom!" In that instant, it hits me—the home I devoted my heart and soul to means nothing anymore. It doesn't matter that I've been married to Eric for a decade. Now, all I want is to find myself again. I decide to accept an invitation from the Parisoir School of Fashion Design. From this moment on, I won't wait for them to come home, and I won't look back.