Ice Cream Object Show

At my own wedding, the groom switched—Malcolm Lowell bailed, and the best man stepped in. Lumi, the Irving's real daughter, latched onto Malcolm's arm and smirked from the crowd. "I was just feeling a little low," she said. "Didn't think Malcolm would go this far for me." Malcolm raised a brow. "I just wanted to make her happy. You took her spot for years. Time to pay it back. This is for your own good." That's when it hit me—this whole wedding was a setup, a twisted show just to entertain Lumi. All because I was the adopted one. I'd lived in her place for over two decades. I didn't cry. Didn't freak out. I just took the new groom's hand, faced the priest, and said, "Keep going."

"I don’t know who you are but… wait, what are you eating? Why are you not sharing it, ah? Do you treat this big sister as a stranger?" One of the most powerful and devilish beings in existence wakes up in a body of a little mortal girl in a humble place that's a far cry from where she came from. After thousands of years of waiting for reincarnation... seems like even the underworld had kicked her out for all the troubles she caused. But why didn't they put her soul into an immortal's body?! Well, beggars can't be choosers. She would just have to cultivate back to the peak. Watch as she tries to keep herself from destroying the world... try being the keyword.

On New Year's Eve, my in-laws, Richard Prescott and Leona Reed, had flown back to have dinner at my place. However, our butler, Rupert Williams, had only prepared two plates of cold lobster rolls even though I had specifically reminded him that Leona was allergic to lobster. Rupert looked at me with his usual stiff expression and said, "Mr. Shaw, I understand that people from your background like to take advantage of situations. Your parents showing up for a free holiday meal doesn't surprise me." He added, "But as Ms. Jaclyn Prescott's most trusted butler, I have a duty to protect the Prescott family assets from being touched by questionable individuals, even if it's just a dinner. That said, I'm not heartless enough to let two elderly people go hungry. "Here are some leftover expired lobster rolls. Your parents can eat them and leave. Ms. Prescott is very busy with work, and I can't have her come home later only to deal with your poor parents." I froze for a moment, then realized he had mistaken Jaclyn's parents for mine. He was deliberately trying to humiliate me like he always did. I was about to explain when Richard and Leona, furious, turned to leave. However, Rupert called for the security guards to block their way. "I can understand that people from rural areas might lack proper manners, but wasting food is still a bad habit. Since the lobster rolls have already been prepared, I insist you finish them before you go."

"ฉันจะแต่งค่ะ" "หือ?" ไวซ์ครางอย่างประหลาดใจ ผิดคาดที่คิดว่าพรีมจะปฏิเสธการแต่งงานกับเขา "แต่ฉันอยากตกลงอะไรกับคุณก่อน" พรีมรู้ว่าเงื่อนไขที่เธอคิดไว้มันอาจจะเห็นแก่ตัว เพราะไวซ์เองก็คงไม่ได้อยากแต่งงานกับเธอ แต่เธอขอเลือกความรู้สึกของตนเองก่อน "ว่ามาสิ" เธอกัดริมฝีปากอย่างชั่งใจ และตัดสินใจว่าจะพูดมันออกไปให้จบๆ "ฉันอยากให้การแต่งงานเป็นแบบสัญญาแต่สัญญาของเรามีระยะเวลาแค่หนึ่งปี" "..." "คุณตกลงมั้ยคะ" พรีมสบตากับไวซ์อย่างคาดหวัง ขณะที่เขาตีสีหน้าเรียบเฉยจนมองไม่ออกว่าจะปฏิเสธหรือตอบรับข้อเสนอของเธอ ผ่านไปหลายวินาทีเขาถึงจะตอบว่า "ต้องนอนด้วยกัน" "คะ?" "ถ้าผมกับคุณแต่งงานกันแล้วแปลว่าคุณจะกลายเป็นเมียผม นอนด้วยกันก็คงไม่เป็นอะไรถูกมั้ย" "มันก็ใช่ค่ะ แต่..." ไวซ์เลือกพูดความต้องการของตนเองแทรกข้อแม้ที่พรีมกำลังจะหยิบยกมาโต้แย้งกับเขา "แต่ถ้าคุณไม่โอเค ผมก็ไม่แต่ง อย่างน้อยหนึ่งปีที่ผมเสียไปต้องได้อะไรกลับคืนมาบ้าง"

Amelia Dinkins annulled her own wedding at the altar after discovering the affair between her fiancée and best friend only to end up in a one night stand giving her virginity to one of the party guests Drake Harris a widower who was amused by her bravery during the day. Drake Harris had vowed never to love any other woman after the brutal murder of his wife, unfortunately Amelia got pregnant and his parent found out, so to secure his heritage from his family as the first son he had to marry her, they both agreed on staying out of each other`s lane while they co parent, after the wedding, a lot of secrets came to light when Amelia discovered Annabelle Drake`s late wife`s secret diary. Will they be able to fall for each other while co parenting? Will the Mystery behind Annabelle`s death be solved? ***Epilogue “You are getting into a sham marriage again, I guess God really thinks highly of you”, Drake said sarcastically “So does he of you loser”,Amelia responded amidst tears.

They said she vanished. They claimed she betrayed them. But when she reappears at a secret auction, claimed by the man who once swore to destroy her, the past ignites like gasoline. In a world where loyalty is currency and truth is buried beneath designer suits and silken lies, love isn’t the question. it’s the weapon.

“I want you to be mine, Andrea.” A gasp leaves my mouth. “W-what did you say?” “I want to offer you the life you’re pretending to have. I can clear your family’s debt in one call and pay for your brother’s treatment while you live the life you’ve been faking.” “I don’t understand… why me?” “You walked into a room full of people who would have devoured you and almost held it together perfectly,” he says. “I find that interesting.” Andrea Vale is drowning in debt and secrets, living a life she can’t afford for a family she can’t save. Tristan Hale sees through her in seconds and offers her everything she has ever needed, but at a cost she cannot ignore. One year in his world, under his rules, in his bed. No love, no promises, no future. But what happens when pretending starts to feel real, when survival turns into desire, and when the man who was never meant to keep her becomes the one she cannot walk away from?

The boy, George Larson, whom I once saved as a child, when he was struggling with asthma, repaid my kindness by imprisoning me for seven long years. "Luna, you're my everything. I won’t let you out of my sight," he said, his voice filled with obsession. He tied my hands and feet, keeping me bound to the bed like a helpless doll, but I did not love him; I wanted to escape. In his madness, he set fire to my family’s ancestral home. The last traces of the Sachs burned to ashes, disappearing into the wind. He said that since my home was gone, I could just live with him and that it would be my new home. However, because I refused to let him touch me, he found someone else—a girl with a beauty mark under her eye, just like mine. The girl, drunk on his affection, thought I was trying to imitate her by faking the same tear-shaped mark. In a fit of jealousy, she gouged out my eyes. My face was covered with tiny, bleeding holes, blood streaming down my body. When George came home, the girl gleefully stuffed me into a trash bag, proud of her handiwork. “George, look! I caught some trash that broke into the house!” George did not even glance at me. He just loosened his tie, his voice calm and detached. “Just toss it where trash belongs.”

Dante Matino Cruz is a delivery rider, sweating day and night just to keep food on the table and medicine for his ailing mother. Life is hard, but his pride is harder—no shortcuts, no handouts, no selling himself for money. Celestine Isla Navarro is a CEO who thrives in a world where hesitation means weakness. She’s used to buying what she wants and bending people to her will. But the day she crosses paths with Dante—sun-bronzed, stubborn, and infuriatingly unyielding—something inside her shifts. Her first proposition is reckless: a single night, no strings attached. Dante’s answer? Not for sale. But fate doesn’t end with one rejection. Celestine offers him something else: a job. A dangerous but well-paid position as her personal bodyguard. The money could save his mother, even secure work for his childhood friend, Liza. It’s everything he’s been breaking his back for—served on a silver platter. Now Dante faces a brutal choice: swallow his pride to protect his family, or stand firm against a woman who never takes “no” for an answer. What begins as a battle of wills turns into a dangerous, slow-burning game of temptation. Pride versus desire. Fire against fire. And in this game, someone will surrender. The question is—who will break first?

Aruna Zevania Louisa tidak menyangka, ia bekerja di sebuah perusahaan kontrasepsi milik sahabatnya yang juga cinta pertamanya, Keenan Ignazio Arkana. Sayangnya perpisahan mereka saat itu berakhir tidak baik.  Kini Keenan bos di kantornya yang tampak selalu menargetkan Aruna hingga permusuhan keduanya diketahui seluruh karyawan kantor. Hingga suatu hari, sebuah perdebatan sengit berujung pada insiden konyol membuat Aruna tanpa sengaja mengetahui rahasia besar Keenan, rahasia yang memalukan sekaligus mengejutkan. “Pak Keenan. Saya tidak percaya anda benar-benar membutuhkan alat ini..” Rahang pria itu mengeras saat perempuan yang ia mati-matian jauhi kini memegang kendalinya. "Jangan kamu pikir kamu mengetahui rahasiaku, kamu bisa menangani ku kalau aku benar-benar lepas kendali?"