Levi X Hange

*Excerpt from a small excerpt: Shophia Marin ran as fast as she could to escape the large mansion. Running a long distance, he probably couldn't catch up, she turned her head to see that the mansion was no longer there, so she took a break under the tree. System, is Ralius still chasing me? [ Host, stop chasing but... ] But what? [But when people ran out of here, it pissed him off... the host made him black... he was right behind the host] Huh!!! "Shophia Marin, I'm too far from the villa to run away to relax." - Ralius lifted Marin's chin and forced her to lean against the tree trunk to support her head with her hands, dark eyes looking at her. The black male villain is terrible, the system saves me. [Sorry host I can't help] "You are becoming more and more intelligent, next time I will monitor you." - Ralius carried Marin on his shoulder and returned to the mansion. "Forgive me, I don't want to be here." - Don't trust this useless system in the first place.

Adrianna James thought she was done with Eric Thompson—until two pink lines force her to reconsider. Determined to give her child the love of a father, she seeks him out… only to find him with another woman. Then there’s Damien Carter—mysterious, infuriating, and now her new work partner. When their latest assignment forces them into Eric’s world, Damien proposes a ridiculous idea: team up to stalk their exes. It’s reckless. It’s unprofessional. And somehow, it’s exactly what Adrianna needs. But as the lines between partnership and something more begin to blur, Adrianna finds herself caught between the past she thought she needed and the future she never saw coming. Does she choose the man she once loved—the father of her child? Or the one who makes her heart race in ways she never expected?

Shy Del Mundo, a medical student at that time fell in love with his best friend who was the heir to a huge conglomerate company in the Philippines and is still in love with his ex. As they try to work their friendship-turn-into-passionate relationship, they find themselves filing a divorce afterward. Will a second chance be possible? Will they end up happy this time? What about Quest who was there when Shy needed Pierce the most? ** I only know three things: First, that he hurt me, Second, he changed me, And third, that I will not let him enter my peaceful life again, NEVER. WARNING: Matured content read at your own risk. My characters are undergoing character development first so you won't see adult scenes at the beginning of the story, because it'll take time for them. If you encounter any error while reading please feel free to contact me or comment so I can check and rewrite it, I'm just starting to learn and there are probably some things that I missed out so bear with me. Hi! I'm Níght.

Two exes—who haven’t spoken in years—are forced to swap apartments for a month due to a housing mix-up caused by a mutual friend. She moves into his stylish city loft; he ends up in her cozy small-town house. At first, they leave petty notes criticizing each other’s lifestyle (like “Who needs this many candles?!” and “Why do you own a sword?!”). But soon, they start rediscovering each other—through texts, video calls, and unexpected visits.

On the day I was supposed to marry Cyrus Lloyd, his crush returned from abroad. She held a notice which said she did not have long to live and smiled sadly. “Cyrus, I thought you’d let me wear a wedding dress one last time.” To grant her wish, Cyrus gave her my wedding dress. He even made her as the bride instead of me. He locked me inside the dressing room. Through the door, he said in annoyance, “We still have a future together. What’s wrong with letting her have this?” Later, a rich guy who secretly had a crush on me proposed to me. With teary eyes, Cyrus begged, “Do you really not care about me anymore because of him?” I took a step back. “We don’t have a future anymore. Why should I care about you?”

My daughter has been kidnapped, and the kidnapper is asking for five million dollars as ransom. I can just about scrounge the money together, but the kidnapper makes it clear that he wants a life in exchange for my daughter's. He'll take the money and kill the person who brings it to him. I smoke throughout the night, my eyes bloodshot as I try to think of something. Then, I fix my gaze on my mother, who is now senile and insane.

Nasib seorang Evellyn yang hidup menderita tanpa kasih sayang ibunya, gadis polos yang tumbuh dengan wajah cantik dan tubuh yang lumayan membuat Sharon ibu kandungnya gelap mata. Demi uang dan harta, ia tega menjual putri satu-satunya hanya untuk memenuhi gaya hidup glamornya. Tak hanya di suruh kerja paksa menjadi seorang pelayan di sebuah bar, Evellynpun sering di tawarkan kepada laki-laki hidung belang. Hingga suatu hari Sharon membuat perjanjian dengan seorang iblis keji seperti Zavio Franco, laki-laki berdarah dingin yang hidup tanpa perasaan. Demi uang dan harta yang berlimpah, Sharon rela menukar Evellyn untuk menggantikannya menjadi kekasih Zavio. Laki-laki yang ia pacari selama setahun terakhir, dan mendapatkan harta berlimpah sebagai gantinya. Mampukah Evellyn menjalani hidupnya? Mapukah gadis itu bertahan tinggal di kediaman megah namun sangat menakutkan? Mampukah ia menjadi kekasih lelaki dingin itu, menggantikan posisi ibunya?

On my wedding day, Levi Robbins' "close friend" Gina Fields suddenly fainted. Without hesitation, he dropped everything and rushed to the hospital, leaving me at the altar. My mother, witnessing this humiliating scene from her seat, suffered a heart attack. Yet, none of the guests bothered to help as they were too busy gossiping and laughing at my misfortune. By the time I managed to get her to the hospital, we had missed the critical window for treatment. Just then, Levi finally called, his voice urgent and demanding. "Caitlyn, where are you? Gina's condition is critical, and she needs your bone marrow!" "Levi, we're done," I said firmly, hanging up and walking away. This time, I would not look back.

Harriet Morrison is at her senior year at North Point High. She eats her lunch at the janitor’s closet and thought of meeting the legendary wolf who lives in the forest and will always be the talk of the small town she’s living in. She went home into her parents’ fight then at night, her mother’s death. Two weeks later, her father gets rid of her because she wasn’t her real daughter. She inherited a farmhouse from her late mother but entered the wrong house and found the legendary wolf with his gamma, Harriet heard him talking to the tomb of his long-lost lover, a girl in his past that he has fallen in love with. So, out of the heat of the moment she asked him if she could live with him, and in return, they could pretend they could be together in order for him to go to school and find his long-lost lover to which the wolf agreed and her bullies ran away, but each time they interviewed a girl from her school that looks a lot like his lover, they open up a new quest that got her to discover secrets on her own self, family, her past, and her true identity. Can Harriet handle all of it with the help of the legendary wolf? Or would she end up dead with all the misery and demise she got?

When I saw my best friend tending to the elderly man upstairs with such diligence in washing his clothes, cooking his meals, feeding him medicine, and giving him massages, I immediately knew that she had been reborn, too. In my previous life, my best friend and I shared an apartment. We were often awakened in the middle of the night by the old man’s cough from upstairs. When I went up to check on him, I learned that his legs were paralyzed, and he had no children or family. Out of sympathy, I decided to care for him. I brought him his daily meals and gave him massages. A month later, out of the blue, the old man mysteriously handed me a bank card and said, “There’s eight million here. It’s my reward to you.” With that money, I immediately went and paid off my father’s medical bills. Later, the old man went even further and transferred the ownership of the apartment that we were renting to me. He told me, “When your father is discharged, move in together. That way, I’ll have someone to keep me company, too!” When my best friend learned of this, however, she went ballistic. During the few days I was having trouble sleeping, she had secretly spiked my water with a lethal dose of sleeping pills. She watched as I died in agony. After my death, my boyfriend, posing as my fiancé, cut off my father’s medical bills and took away the old man’s bank card. Meanwhile, my best friend spread slanderous rumors among the neighbors, claiming the old man gave me money because I had sold myself to him. Half a year later, the two got married and paid in full for a luxury apartment in the city centre. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on that very day when the old man upstairs was coughing uncontrollably.