Kang Lim Choi

After being married to Nathan Baldwin for five years, news of him making a home for a young woman in a hotel gets out. The whole world knows of her existence. He doesn't want her to be known as a mistress, so he comes to me with a divorce agreement. "Mr. Price helped me in the past. He asked me to take care of Jenny before his death. I can't not do anything now that everyone thinks she's a homewrecker." I'm not surprised—Jenny Price has always been his first choice for the past five years. When Nathan came to me about this in my past life, I broke down and had a screaming match with him. I refused to get a divorce. Even after I became severely depressed, he doggedly believed I was merely putting on an act because Jenny said I didn't look like I was sick. He thought I was pulling tricks to avoid the divorce and lured me into a trap. He made it seem like I was the one having an extramarital affair. Then, he took me to court to have the divorce enforced. Only then did I understand that I would never compare to the debt he thought he owed Jenny's father. I took my life in a moment of despair. When I open my eyes again, I don't hesitate to sign the divorce agreement.

What they see is what they get. This is the life of the four irresistibly handsome creatures that will surely knock every woman's senses, make every ladies' drool as they were accidentally darted by those stares, and make every girl's heart pound so fast. Get ready for they will let you experience a roller coaster ride of emotions as they make you fall with their mesmerizing spell. Are you ready to stumble and fall? 'Coz they are all. . Off Limits.

Imas Asmara Sinta, seorang perempuan yang terlahir dari keluarga paling tidak punya, harus berjuang untuk mengangkat derajat keluarganya, serta menemukan sosok pendamping yang tulus mencintainya.

My sister and I are twins, and we both have kidney failure. After a long wait, we finally find two matching kidneys. The doctor is prepared to transplant one for me and one for her. However, she breaks down in tears in my fiancé's arms—she wants both kidneys for herself. When I object, my fiancé locks me up at home. He has my sister undergo surgery to have both kidneys transplanted. "You haven't been sick for as long as your sister has. She just wants to live like a normal person—how can you be so selfish? Can't you wait for the next matching kidney?" He doesn't know that I can't wait any longer, though. I'm going to die soon.

Sering melihat Rasti berbelanja di warungnya, membuat Arfan diam-diam menaruh hati pada wanita bersuami itu. Namun ketika tahu Rasti disia-siakan suaminya, Arfan bergerak dan memberikan perhatian lebih.

By the fifth year of my marriage to River Grayson, I had stopped checking his call logs and chat records. Instead, I spent my nights drinking and partying with my girlfriends at the poolside bar. When his ninety-ninth missed call lit up my screen, I let out a cold laugh and tossed my phone straight into the water. It didn't take long before he came storming in. The moment he pulled the strawberry-scented condom out of my pocket, he turned grim and banned me from leaving the house after 7:00 PM. "Joanne, you weren't like this before." I thought back to last month, when I had run into him at the hospital. He had lied about being on a business trip out of town, but there he was, holding Yvonne Sinclair's hand. I still remembered his words. "You lost your uterus from saving me back then. My sperm is perfectly fine. I'll give you a child—with your mother's help." Now, staring into his furious eyes, I said coldly, "Don't worry. There's no going back for us anymore."

Mon Alpha fiancé m'a fait boire une potion de mémoire de sorcière le jour de notre cérémonie d'union pour qu'il puisse s'unir à ma demi-sœur. « Sylvie est sous une malédiction vicieuse. Seul un lien avec un Alpha puissant peut la briser. » « Aria, tu es la seule que j'aime. Je ne veux pas te faire de mal, alors si tu bois cette potion de mémoire, tu oublieras temporairement la personne que tu aimes le plus. Une fois que j'aurai aidé Sylvie à briser sa malédiction, tu pourras prendre l'antidote et retrouver tes souvenirs. » « Ensuite, je romprai le lien avec Sylvie et je ferai de toi la Luna la plus honorée de notre tribu. » Je n'ai pas hésité. J'ai bu toute la potion d'un trait. Mais il ne savait pas que la sorcière n'avait jamais créé d'antidote correspondant. Dans sept jours, je l'oublierais pour toujours.

Abigail wasn't looking for love the night before the Princess's wedding, but she found it in the most unlikely and inconvenient place - in the arms of the man her friend was to marry! After a tragedy strikes, Abigail, her friends, and the man she desperately loves go on a quest to save the princess's missing father. Will they all find themselves along the way, or will Abigail have to live her life without the other half of her soul? Book 1 of a planned series

Third Villacorte is a third year engineering student and the protagonist who is secretly in love with his best friend for over three years since the day they first met at the college gathering, since that day he decided to choose friendship over love and because of that he have to hide his feelings for khai and as the result he'll have to endure the pain of seeing the man he loved flirting different women every week. But everything falls apart when his friend Raizen Valdez discovered his secret feelings towards his best friend. How long can third hide his feelings for his best friend and how long can he endure the pain, is love really made for man and women only? Can we really control our own emotions just todo what we think is right? Do we really need the insight of the society to decided whome we'll gonna love? Let the Khai-Third story prove to you that "love is a very beautiful thing and it shouldn't be limits by gender"

Leonard Burton and I are childhood sweethearts, bound by a family-arranged marriage. After we marry, we live a loving, harmonious life. In a terrible accident, he even gives up his only chance at survival to save me. After Leonard's death, we find a journal among his belongings. In it, he records the three years he was missing after falling off a cliff—years spent with another woman he deeply loved. But his parents had forcibly separated them and arranged our marriage instead. Unbeknownst to anyone, he had continued to protect that woman from afar, silently and faithfully. At the funeral, Leonard's mother, Charlotte Newman, is inconsolable. "Leonard, it's all my fault. Would you still be alive if I'd let you marry Yelena back then?" His father, Samuel Burton, glares at me with hatred. "He fell off that cliff saving you. He died in that crash shielding you. Why do you bring him nothing but harm? Why aren't you the one who's dead?" Yes, why is it not me who's dead? I look at Leonard's familiar, smiling face on his gravestone before running at it and smashing my head on it. When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to when he just returned from that small fishing village. This time, I choose to let him go and give him what he wants. Finally, I see Leonard again.