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"Mayang, adik angkatku! Jangan pernah berpikir kau bisa merebut apa yang aku miliki dengan gampang, bukankah kau bisa melihatnya! Mas Arjun tidak ingin jauh dariku! Dari sini kau paham bukan, jika istri sah lebih kuat dari seorang pelakor sepertimu!" cibir Sita dengan senyum kemenangannya. Sita tidak akan membiarkan adik angkatnya mengambil suaminya dengan mudah. Baginya, tidak akan ada kata menyerah untuk melindungi harta suaminya sehingga tidak akan jatuh begitu saja ke tangan seseorang yang merusak rumah tangganya. Arjun, suami Sita, sadar betul bahwa dia tidak berani menceraikan Sita, karena 99% aset kekayaannya adalah milik istri sahnya. Namun, dengan bujukan dan tipu muslihat yang dilakukan oleh Mayang, Arjun akhirnya luluh dan setuju untuk melawan istrinya sendiri demi merebut harta yang selama ini dia kumpulkan dengan susah payah. Bagaimana perjuangan Sita melawan kelicikan Mayang dan Arjun? Mampukah Sita menunjukkan kepada dunia akan kekuatan istri sah yang sesungguhnya? Yuk simak selengkapnya di ceritaku ini, ISTRI SAH PEWARIS HARTA.

Ashley Martin sudah menjadi penghangat ranjang Carlos Montero selama tiga tahun dan hari ini adalah hari terakhir pekerjaannya. Carl akan segera bertunangan jadi Ashley dibebastugaskan. Setelah pergulatan panas di malam yang panjang, Ashley yang kecewa dengan sikap dingin Carlos, diam-diam pergi dan memutuskan hubungan dengan bersih. Wanita itu berencana menata hidup baru dan mencari pekerjaan normal. Menjauh dari Carlos selamanya. Ashley akhirnya diterima sebagai seorang pelayan di rumah keluarga kaya raya, bertugas melayani seorang tuan muda. Sayangnya, di hari pertama Ashley bekerja, Carlos Montero tiba-tiba muncul, mendesak badannya ke dinding dan berkata dingin. "Kenapa kamu muncul lagi di hadapanku? Sebegitu inginnya kah kamu menarik perhatianku?"

Numbers is everything here in New Gloria-- and the World. Once your Reborn and earn your class and system, those numbers that measure your abilities mean your life....or your death. Many Heroes lay down their lives in pursuit of fame and power while exploring the Tangent's. But the main goal is to stop the creatures from within the Tangents from coming out and further Terra-forming the Earth, as well as combating the Bosses of the Tangent's who seem to have their own ulterior motives. Somewhere within the vast green forests of western New Gloria, a boy named Claude Grey learns pretty fast that most people in power do everything they can to stay that way, even if that means stepping on the throats of the ones they hold dear. Claude's only ever liked a few humans and as he gets older he learns new ways to hate them. Hate that is cultivated during his exploration of the Tangent's where he stumbles upon a strange and beautiful transformative power that helps to show him how truly horrible humans are and maybe these beasts of the Tangent's arent what the Heroes make them out to be... *** Cover art does not belong to me so if the original creator happens to stumble upon my novel and would like credit or for me to take it down please let me know.

Frustasi dan terluka oleh pengkhianatan Pedro, Clara mencari pelarian di dalam Alkohol untuk pertama kalinya yang disajikan oleh bar hingga mabuk berat. Namun, apa yang dimulai sebagai pelarian berakhir dengan kekacauan saat dia terbangun di sebuah apartemen asing, terlibat one night stand dengan seorang pria yang wajahnya pun tak dikenalnya. Kenangan samar tentang malam sebelumnya membuat Clara semakin hancur ketika menyadari kini mahkotanya sudah direnggut oleh pria tersebut. Tak disangka, beberapa bulan kemudian, Clara dihadapkan pada sebuah fakta mengejutkan: pria itu adalah Alexander E-Manuel, CEO tempat Clara bekerja, yang sedang mencarinya untuk mempertanggung jawabkan semuanya. Clara terjebak dalam cengkeraman misterius Alexander yang mengubah segalanya dalam semalam. Sementara Clara berjuang memahami perubahan mendadak dalam hidupnya, Pedro bersumpah untuk merebut kembali hati Clara. Tetapi, apakah cinta yang terluka bisa dipulihkan, ataukah kehadiran misterius sang CEO telah membuka pintu bagi takdir yang tak terduga bagi Clara? Yuk simak selengkapnya di cerita ke duaku, Jebakan Sang CEO.

"Menurutmu, apa hukuman yang pantas untuk seseorang yang berani menyentuhku tanpa izin, Riel?" Suara dingin itu menusuk, membuat tubuhku gemetar tanpa sadar. Rigen Ataraka—suami koma yang baru kunikahi pagi ini—berdiri menjulang, matanya penuh ancaman. Aku bodoh. Aku terlalu terpesona oleh ketampanannya hingga tanpa sadar mencium dan memeluknya, berpikir dia akan koma selamanya. Tapi pria ini tidak koma. Dia sadar. Segar bugar. Dan sekarang, dia ingin menghukumku. "Maaf, Rigen. Tapi… kita suami istri, kan?" Dia tak menjawab, hanya melemparkan dokumen ke arahku. "Tandatangani." Aku menatap kertas itu—pernikahan kontrak. "Jangan pernah bermimpi mendapatkan apa pun dariku," suaranya tegas. Begitulah aku menjadi istri kontrak Rigen Ataraka, menanti hari perceraian yang semakin dekat. Aku bahkan sudah bersiap dengan tunjangan dan rencana pergi jauh. Namun, saat aku menyerahkan surat cerai.… "Mau ke mana, Riel?" Rigen merobek surat itu tanpa ragu, matanya tajam. "Kamu tidak akan bisa meninggalkanku. Aku terlalu kuat untuk kamu tinggalkan, Ariella."

A college girl Raven Kim, finds herself in a difficult situation when her father decides to bet against their long time business partners and falls into debt as he loses everything, their company being put into their business partner's hands was still not enough to pay the price and so Raven decides to help by working for the Yoo's, only to find out that she'll be working as a maid for the notorious cold and evil guy, Tristan Yoo

When Callum abandoned me, feverish and shivering on a mountain road, just to watch a meteor shower with the young woman he had raised, I decided to divorce him. His good friend, Emmet, advised him to try winning me back. "Look Cal, sisters are sisters, but a wife takes priority. You’d better not mix up what matters most." Callum, however, dismissed the idea with a confident smile. "She’s bluffing. Does she really think she’ll go through with the divorce?" "All these years, I’ve given her a place to belong. Without me, she wouldn’t even have a home. Leave me? She wouldn’t dare.  "Just wait. Before the cooling-off period ends, she’ll come back crying and begging me to take her in."  But thirty days passed, and I never looked back. While he scoured the world searching for me, I sipped tea in a misty mountain villa, utterly at peace. "James," I remarked to my step-brother, "your place truly feels like home."

Orlando and I had been together for ten years. I'd looked after his sick mom, sweating out a fever of my own, and where was he? Knocking back drinks with Rosalind, playing therapist to her broken heart. I swallowed my pride at work, getting chewed out by my boss, while he spent the night companying Rosalind because she had cramps. Then, when I got the news my mom had passed, I tried calling him, desperate for support. But nope—phone off. After a wild goose chase, turns out he was at Rosalind's graduation. That was it. I gave up. But Orlando wouldn't let go. Red-eyed, he begged me for just one more chance.

Our family is planning a ski trip at a luxury resort. However, my mother gives my snow-view room to my adoptive sister and makes me, her biological daughter, stay in the storage room. I'm about to protest when my father and brother accuse me of being selfish. "We've always given Madie the best of everything; she won't be able to sleep in any other room." "Madie is our family—she's the one who's lived with us this whole time. We're a family, so we have to stay together." I'm the one who shares their blood, yet they consider me an outsider. If that's the case, they can go on vacation without me. I board a cruise and travel the world for a month without ever going home. That's when they panic.

On the day of my wedding anniversary, I was cleaning my house when I found a picture album. As it turned out, my husband had been religiously taking pictures with the girl of his dreams every year on this precise date. He had been doing it since he was forty years old and he was now sixty years old. His hair had progressed from a jet black to a faded white and yet, he kept up the tradition. There was a written message in his handwriting at the back of the picture that read, “Eternal Love.” Since he doesn't love me, I will no longer bother washing his clothes and cooking for him. I will no longer care for his children and grandchildren. I may have foolishly wasted half of my life, but it was not too late to make a change.