Jung Eun Ji A Pink

Widowed mother of two, Amaliah Rivers starts working for her late husband's enemy; Tech billionaire Caesar Masterson to earn enough money to take care of her twin daughters and pay the debts her late husband left behind. Caesar falls in love with the beautiful Amaliah and is determined to win her heart despite her defiance and dislike for him.

I accidentally wear the gown Miles Graham prepared for his childhood sweetheart. To my horror, he forces me to take it off in public. "I prepared this for Nora—do you think you're worthy of wearing it? Take it off! You're dirtying it!" He knows I have serious PTSD after almost being violated, yet he insults me with those words. I look at him tearfully and beg him not to say anymore. That's when the gown's zip bursts open. My PTSD acts up. I'm so overwhelmed that I collapse on the floor and have a seizure. Miles dismisses everyone and takes Nora out on a date. He leaves me lying there in humiliation. I call my mentor before being discharged from the hospital. "Ms. Gardner, I've decided to participate in the water conservation project in Affenheim."

Rosaline died, and Sean personally put Jane into the women's prison for it. "Take good care of her"— his words made her three years in prison a living hell and even cost her a kidney. Before she went to prison, Jane said, "I didn't kill her," but Sean was unmoved. After her release from prison, she said, "I killed Rosaline, I'm guilty as sin!" Sean was livid as he said, "Shut up! I don't want to hear you say that!" Jane laughed. "Yes, I killed Rosaline Summers, and I did three years in prison for it." She escaped, and Sean scoured the whole world for her. Sean said, "I'll give you my kidney, Jane, if you'll give me your heart." But Jane looked up at Sean and said, "I don't love you anymore, Sean…"

After Beth, the love of Kingsley’s life, left him, his world fell apart. Drowning in heartbreak, he vanished into obscurity… until Katherine found him and helped him heal. Her familiar aqua-blue eyes brought him peace and, eventually, love but secrets, lies, and the return of his ex-fiancée, Beth, tear them apart. Realizing too late that Katherine was his true love, Kingsley tries to win her back. But Beth, obsessed and unhinged, takes a dark turn, bending reality to keep him by her side. As Katherine uncovers the chilling truth, she must decide whether to give him a second chance and fight for their love or walk away forever.

Kanya Arundhati, a horror-thriller novelist on a well-known platform. Kanya a beautiful woman with natural red lips, always had nightmares every time she wrote a murder scene, then a man in would appear into her dream and whisper the words, “Make a wish.”In the recurring dream, Kanya will the man in .Kanya herself did not know who this man was until the face of the man in her dreams appeared in real life.What will Kanya do to avoid that man, and who is the mysterious man in her dreams? Is it the same person?

Dr. Kit Johnson has just landed herself in two mysteries. She needs to figure out one to save her live and the other to find her fated love from lifetimes before. Matthew Anderson only wants one thing for her to be his again. He will stop at nothing to make that happen and keep her safe until that does.

It's funny though to think her one night stand would lead to her joy, her very existence, her son! Being duped by her groom at the altar, is all it takes for Mikaella Sandoval to sacrifice her virginity to a complete stranger who swoops in at the right time leading to a son that binds them

Lucille Johnson's mother suddenly dies, and her father can't wait to welcome his mistress and her daughter into the family. Her grandfather says, "You're an ingrate and an imbecile. You don't deserve to be a member of the Johnson family!" Her father says, "How did I ever end up with you as a daughter? You heartless monster!" Her stepmother says, "Bree's always been weak, even as a child. How could you force her to the point of death over a man?" Lucille becomes the worst socialite in Whiteloop City, but she doesn't bother explaining herself. One day, a group of bigwigs start speaking up on her behalf online. Wait—isn't Lucille supposed to be a powerless socialite who's fallen from grace?

A month before the wedding, my fiancé had an unexpected encounter at an auto repair shop with his ex-girlfriend, the one he had broken up with regretfully. The suppressed emotions quickly spiraled out of control. He took her back to his place to celebrate, from the couch to the balcony, and finally to the bedroom. He told all his friends that this was the best gift life had given him before the wedding. "I may not be able to forget Winona, but Julia's family background is more suitable for me. She'll never know what happened between Winona and me. We're going to get married. She loves me, and I'm the best choice for her." His voice was full of confidence, as though nothing could change his mind. But he was never my top candidate. After a serious illness, I followed my family's wishes and switched to a new groom.

Two different worlds, two separate lives are fused together in this surreal tale of the supernatural. A world unknown to her and a world he runs from. An unending war between their worlds leads them down the same path with their destinies aligned. What will happen when the fate of their worlds hang in the balance and they have to make a choice? *** She had no idea how long she had been sleeping for but she woke up to the sound of someone sniffing. She was drowsy so she paid not much attention to it but then it continued, then she heard the voice again, “Lavender, you use lavender for your hair. How have I never sniffed your hair before?", the sniffing continued. The sound reverberated through the caves, whilst she felt the vibrations on his chest where she lay, but she did not need that to know whose voice it belonged to. It was deep but not hoarse, somehow it was powerful and soothing at the same time, it was the voice of a god, one that had spoken to her all of these months, one she had replayed over again in her head till it was ingrained in her memory. “Dragomir…”, she whispered in a teary voice, she proceeded to stand up but he held on to a part of her hair and was sniffing it. When he noticed her staring at him, he stopped and stared back at her as if she had just caught him trying to steal from the cookie jar. “Was that creepy?”, he asked.