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In the wake of heartbreak, Aria's life takes an unexpected turn when her marriage to Adam Miller ends in divorce. Left to pick up the shattered pieces of her dreams, Aria embarks on a journey of self-discovery and resilience. As fate would have it, Aria's path to healing intertwines with a stroke of fortune. Through perseverance and determination, she transforms her setbacks into stepping stones, rising from the ashes of her past. Empowered by her newfound independence, Aria harnesses her strengths to build a successful career, amassing wealth beyond her wildest dreams. Yet, amidst her triumph, the shadows of the past linger. When Adam reappears, seeking reconciliation and perhaps redemption, Aria is faced with a tumult of emotions. Can she forgive the man who once broke her heart? Will she risk the security she's built for the chance of love renewed? In My Secret Billionaire Ex-wife, Aria navigates the complexities of love, loss, and second chances, discovering that true wealth lies not only in material riches but in the resilience of the human spirit.

We have been dating for ten years, but Vincent Carter has never been romantic toward me. However, before our wedding, he has someone deliver a delicate bracelet and an elegant dress to me. I take photos of them happily, only to find a card tucked inside the dress that's not addressed to me. Just as I'm about to contact Vincent, I see a post from Emily Foster, his childhood sweetheart, on her social media. "Someone stole something that belongs to me!" That's also how I find out Vincent has also bought her an apartment. The address stated on the card is for the unit downstairs. The gift is meant for unit 701, but it's delivered to me by mistake. I pick up the items and go downstairs, just in time to see Vincent gently comforting her in his arms. The moment he sees me, his face darkens with irritation. "Can you stop overreacting? You're always suspicious for no reason. Emily and I grew up together. If we were going to be together, you wouldn't even be in the picture!" If it were before, I would've been furious and demanded an explanation. But now, I simply let out a chuckle and toss the gifts onto him. "I wish you both the best, then."

Tempting. It was tempting for she-wolf, Lara Zane, to pick up the small flyer that fell out of her bully’s bag. The paper felt rough in her hands when she picked it up, and her heart skipped a beat when she saw who was on it: Ashton Martins, Alpha of the Blue River pack. It was an announcement of his 18th birthday party, but also a reminder that she could never attend such an elite party. She was a nobody; an omega low-class nobody.But fate had a plan of its own. She manages to get invited to this party miraculously and meets her crush for the first time in person. Ashton is a gentleman, of course, and takes her breath away when he tells her that she’s his mate. But everything changes for Lara in a blink of an eye when her supposed mate rejects her later in front of hundreds of people. The very night she had her heart stomped on by the Alpha of the Blue River pack was the same night that fate pushed her into the arms of a powerful, mysterious, and compassionate man: the demon king, Zayn Meyer.With love between their species forbidden, Zayn tries his hardest not to fall for innocent Lara Zane, but with each look into her eyes; each smile from her, and each flip of her hair, he found himself drowning. Drowning in a love that he was forbidden to have.

My adopted sister won the Elixir Challenge by stealing my potion. To her shock, she was informed that the event was a selection event for the future wife of the Serpentkins' future head—the same heir who was infamously impotent, barbaric, and hideous. When the Serpentkins sent over a proposal letter, demanding her hand in marriage, my fiance panicked and promptly took my adopted sister away for a quick marriage and even consummated. Once the deed was done, she returned triumphantly, showing off the mark on her lower back. "Well, what are you going to do now, Winnie?" she gloated. "Your fiance is mine now, and you'll be twenty-five in three days. If no one comes to pick you up, you'll just be dumped into the hands of some wife-beating Rogue who is ageing and unwanted…" Actually, she was wrong—I had a choice. I went to the parlor where my parents—who were busy fixing the mess my adopted sister made—were, announcing, "If she refuses to marry the future head of the Serpentkins, I will!"

When my husband, Matteo Romano, comes over to pick me up so that we can attend an auction on our wedding anniversary, I spot a woman sitting in the front passenger seat of his car. "This is Sofia Bianchi, the one I've been telling you about. She's still very young, so you must take good care of her." So, this is the woman, huh? The same woman who's been making waves in my family, and also the one my subordinates have warned me to watch out for, hmm? Sofia is clad in a simple white dress that makes her look pure and innocent. The way she acts delicate yet prideful gives me a weird feeling. She casts me an aggrieved look while biting her bottom lip. Reluctantly, she says to me, "Hello, Mrs. Romano." I reply kindly, "Hello!" At the same time, I open the car's back door. "By the way, your seat's at the back."

Grandpa died, and we immediately went for each other's throats over the inheritance. Then a blizzard hit, trapping us all in the family estate. An app appeared on our phones: [THE LAST ZOMBIE: FINAL RECKONING]. We had to pick a hiding spot. The last one standing—the last human standing—would inherit everything. I chose the dark, silent recording studio in the basement. Away from them all. When it was time to pick special powers, my family chose powerful weapons or pocket dimensions full of supplies. I chose Bio-Stasis. It slowed my cells to a crawl, and my body along with them. My stepbrother's fiancée, Chloe, called me an idiot. "Hiding from your family and picking a useless power? You're on a suicide mission." They threw a zombie-slaying party upstairs, already celebrating an inheritance they hadn't even won. Until, one by one, they turned. And started tearing each other apart. What they didn't know... was that I'd rigged the game from the start. The only way to win was to stay completely silent.

Misteri yang terdapat di balik ritual yang dilakukan setiap tujuh tahun sekali oleh orang-orang desa di tempat tinggalnya, memancing seorang anak laki-laki bernama Aaron untuk menyelidiki misteri itu. Setelah sahabat dekatnya yang bernama Elena diculik oleh sang makhluk kegelapan, Aaron pun bertekad akan membawa gadis itu kembali, serta mencari tahu penyebab dari hilangnya ingatan semua orang terhadap si gadis bersurai emas. Ketika tahun demi tahun telah berlalu, Aaron yang telah menjadi seorang pemuda tangguh harus kembali ke desa kelahirannya. Dia dan ketiga orang sahabatnya pun terjebak dalam ritual pemujaan yang membuat keempatnya menghilang, masuk ke sebuah pintu menuju dunia yang asing, segalanya mendadak berubah. Aaron dan ketiga orang temannya harus menjalani kehidupan yang berat di dunia yang dipenuhi monster dan makhluk mitologi yang sering diceritakan oleh neneknya di masa lalu. Keempatnya kemudian bergabung ke sebuah organisasi pemburu monster bernama Dark Storm, demi melanjutkan misi pencarian terhadap Elena. Akankah semua yang Aaron rencanakan berjalan lancar sesuai dengan rencananya ataukah ... dia gagal memperoleh Elena kembali? Mampukah mereka melarikan diri dari pengaruh sihir yang lambat laun akan membunuh mereka semua?

Daisy gets the shock of her life when Clark, her husband serves her a divorce and gets engaged into Amelia. Alejandro is her night in shinning amour and saves her life. They have a blissful relationship but life and Clark gets in the way. Like a child who wants their long forgotten toy back, he applies all the tactics he has up his sleeves to get her back. His success is inhibited by a bitter and despicable past, one Alejandro is a huge part of. A can of worms gets opened and Daisy doesn't like what she finds. She is also faced with the choice to pick the lesser evil among the two men. Will she let her motherly sentiment or emotions get in the way of her decision? She overcomes her indecisiveness and makes what seems like the right choice. Once again danger gets in the way of her happiness. This time around she does the unthinkable to protect herself from the danger heading towards her and her loved ones.

There can be no victory to decide who is right or wrong. There can be no throne. The bonds that matter most will never cease being challenged. For newly-made Alpha Rayla and her Pack, struggling to find order in the wake of treachery and disaster, conflict looms ahead. Most of the males have gone, led by the power-hungry and vicious ex-Alpha. Even with the pack's loyalty behind her, strong Rayla struggles to pick up the pieces and ready herself for the vengeance she knows is coming. But the mightiest plans of both sides are thrown into confusion when a strange captive is found, a starved and seemingly helpless young man. Abandoned by the males as junk, Rayla sees something inside of him that no one else did. Something that speaks of power, of passion, of courage. A worthy Alpha. A worthy Mate. Fearful of the future and simply trying to live every day by their values, Rayla and her young new friend will set an example that transforms her pack, and all they meet, into something never before seen by Shifters or Humans alike. When tested, will their bonds be enough? There can be no victory...

I jump off the seventh floor on my wedding day. Why? Because everyone has abandoned me to pick up a fake heiress from the airport, my fiancé included. I expect to see them riddled with heartbreak and regret after my death. However, my father merely shakes his head stoically and looks at my body while saying I was too willful. My mother bites her lip and sighs in relief. My fiancé, Magnus Gilmore, shields the fake heiress. He's afraid she'll see the horrible state of my body. The fake heiress is scared to tears at this, and everyone crowds around her to console her. No one cares whether I'm still breathing while lying in a pool of blood. I'm stunned when I see this, but I soon laugh self-deprecatingly. When I open my eyes again, I've been brought back seven years in the past. It's the day I've just stepped foot at home.