Novel & Cerita Ken Vs Terry

He is a demon but also he is a fallen angel. After the war with seraph, he lost his love and became a demon with a broken heart, until he met a girl.

Luna Celina has been married to Alpha Logan for three years. In her quest to win her mate’s affection, she forgot her dreams of being a warrior. She became the perfect Luna, obeying all his demands. But once his first love Clara wakes up from a coma, he simply runs back to her, even demanding Celina to give up her baby to Clara. Tired of everything, Celina runs away from the pack. But what happens when Logan decides he wants her back? Can Celina escape from Logan and Clara? Will she ever find true love in her life? And will she ever regain her lost dreams?

I’ve been in love with the Don of the Moretti family for ten years, and everyone knows he loves me more than life itself. In seven days, he’s throwing me a massive, grand wedding that will be live-streamed to the entire world. But I’m the only one who knows the truth: he’s been keeping a mistress behind my back. He’s kept her for two whole years, and he’s lied to my face for just as long. I didn't call him out on it. Instead, I planned a fake death. At our wedding in seven days, he’s going to lose me forever.

By the fifth year Dylan Crewe dropped me on a remote island, I finally learned submission. He brought his sugar baby, a college student, along with a Doberman to pick me up. I sank to my knees, wiped the sand off his leather shoes with my sleeve, and bent my back as a step for them. “Your duty from here on out is to take care of Tammy Bates. She and the Doberman are your family now.” I complied with his demand with a smile. Dylan took over my family’s empire, pushed my parents to the depths of despair until they jumped to their deaths, while I was abandoned in the middle of nowhere to break me. He succeeded in his venture. Back in the familiar manor, I couldn’t recognize the place I once called home. My alarm clock rang at 4 o’clock every morning, as my day would start with a special diet for Dobie and its grooming session. At nine o’clock, I would lay out Tammy’s outfit for the day and be her literal punching bag at the gym. I would have the drinks and food ready for Tammy’s friends in the evening, as she kidded around with her friends about how she tamed the once proud, notoriously spoiled heiress of Hedgewood’s high society.

Sara Terrence, a beautiful and young girl , following her traumatic childhood experiences and come to the point of her life , where she gets caught up in a love triangle as she experiences turns of event between Dave her defender and Lily her comforter. What holds it for the trio, as the battle for the love of Sara Terrence unfolds??Who will Sara choose and who will lose Sara?

Having a mate was every she-wolves’ dream and November was one of them. Imagine her surprise when she found him, the Alpha of his pack was his mate. She was happy, and her excitement of creating her own fairy tale would start with her mate. She thought everything would be okay, but then her Alpha rejected her, claiming another she-wolf as his mate leaving her devastated and with a broken heart and wolf. For two years, November endured the pain inflicted by the rejection, and every time Knox mated his chosen Luna. And with the help of Wolfnip, she temporarily forgot her pain despite the side effects of the drug. Little did she know, the drug dealer had his eyes on her. His golden yellow eyes focused on her and her alone. Imagine her shock when this man appeared in her pack’s clinic when she was about to give in to death claiming he’d help her to fix her and accept him as her new mate… Will this man be able to fix her broken heart and body? Or was it too late for him? Will November hand her heart or choose to lock it to prevent anyone from hurting her again?

The CEO’s Broken Vow Introduction: Alexander Kane is a name that commands respect—and fear—in the corporate world. As the ruthless CEO of a global empire, he is known for his sharp mind, icy demeanor, and an unshakable belief that emotions only lead to weakness. To him, relationships are transactions, and trust is a liability he cannot afford. That is, until Elena Reyes enters his life. Elena is everything Alexander is not—kind, passionate, and fiercely independent. She challenges him in ways no one ever has, slowly breaking down the walls he spent years building. Against all odds, Alexander finds himself falling deeply in love, risking everything for a future he never thought he wanted. But love in Alexander’s world comes with a price. When a devastating betrayal shatters their relationship, Alexander is left questioning everything—was Elena ever real, or was she just another player in a dangerous game? Secrets unravel, alliances crumble, and the line between love and deception becomes dangerously blurred. Fueled by heartbreak and rage, Alexander sets out on a path of revenge, determined to reclaim his power and expose the truth. But the deeper he digs, the more he realizes that betrayal is not always what it seems. Hidden motives, painful pasts, and unexpected sacrifices come to light, forcing him to confront the one thing he fears most—his own vulnerability. As the truth unfolds, Alexander must decide: will he let betrayal define him, or will he fight for the love he once believed in? The Cold CEO: A Broken Vow is a gripping tale of passion, heartbreak, and redemption, where love is tested, trust is shattered, and forgiveness may be the hardest choice of all.

Samuel Curtez is the kind of man you'd walk past on the streets and look back to take another glance. He is everything you should fear and everything you should stay away from. At least, that was what Rose told herself until Her father sold her off to him to clear a broken debt. Roselle Grasso was firece as she was timid. She was water and He was fire. They should never cross paths, or one would have to succumb. But he has sworn to never love a woman. Again. But Rose would thaw his frozen heart and give him purpose.

I'm in a secret marriage with Jessica Justice, a female CEO, for eight years. In order to please Cole Miller, Jessica has almost gotten divorced with me 99 times so far. The first time she brings up divorce, it's because my socks' colors are mismatched. The second time she does, she claims that the way I mop the floor is too ugly. … The reason of the 98th divorce is that I step through the doorway with my left foot first. Every time divorce is brought up, I'll always beg Jessica to not go through with it in an extremely lowly and humble manner. After that, I'll accept her condition to get back with me, which is always a punishment. Apparently, my pain and suffering is the only thing that can make Cole smile. The punishments range from washing Cole's feet to eating 100 slices of mango—which I'm very allergic to—and getting sent to the ICU as a result. This time, since Cole is in a bad mood, Jessica decides to go with a thrilling punishment. "As long as you can climb up a tower of 6500 feet without wearing a safety line, I will never bring up divorce in front of you ever again." All color has been drained from my face. Still, I nod while gritting my teeth together. But the next day, Jessica brings up divorce to me for the 100th time. The reason is that Cole has climbed 6499 feet just to please her. But apparently I've climbed an extra foot, so I end up stealing his thunder. This time, I no longer plead to her to stay. Instead, I tell my grandpa that I agree to inherit my family's assets that are worth ten billion dollars. Heck, the number of socialites who yearn to marry me can line up to the moon and back.

I married Don Alessandro in secret. The Five Families of Chicago had ruled for generations. And I had married into the most powerful of them. For four years, Alessandro made me promises. One hundred and twelve times. And one hundred and twelve times, he left me standing alone. The first time, his ex‑girlfriend’s father had a heart attack. Alessandro canceled the wedding and stayed with her for three full weeks. The second time, she crashed her Maserati into a fountain in Monaco. Drunk. He flew there overnight and paid off the police chief personally. Every time, right before our wedding, she manufactured another crisis. I begged. I screamed. I put a knife to my own wrist. Alessandro just laughed, pulled the blade from my hand, and fucked me against the nearest wall. “She’s my ex‑girlfriend. You’re my wife. You don't need to be jealous of her.” After the one hundred and twelfth time, I stopped feeling anything. I pushed a piece of agreement in front of him.“Our marriage. Our alliance. Consider it terminated.”