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When her husband Dan Roger gave her the divorce papers and told her he was getting married to her best friend Cheryl , Emily thought the best thing to do was to commit suicide. waking up in a hospital and being mistaken for the dead wife of Casper Hallow a multi billionaire and a mafia Don , she has the identity of Amelia Casper . will he question the pregnancy from her former marriage ? .With the fame and power of the Casper family Emily plans her revenge on Dan and Cheryl.

All the hopes of saving her marriage from crumbling, crashed down for Madeline when her husband, Damien Rosewood gifted her divorce papers on their third wedding anniversary. She failed to give his prestigious family an heir. He accused her of the sins she never committed. Heartbroken and abandoned, she vowed to take back what she lost, her love, her husband. Three years later, she returned as the surrogate of his babies. The table was turned. Madeline had an upper hand over her ex-husband and his family. Slowly, he realized what he had lost and how challenging it will be for him to win her back.

I was never a novel person. Honestly? I couldn’t care less about them. That is, until “Three Hearts, One Love”... the reverse harem novel that took over the world… shoved itself into my life. Everywhere I turned: malls, newsfeeds, radios, TVs… Even the old lady at the bus stop was raving about it. Out of pure annoyance… and a little curiosity… I bought a copy, planning to skim it just enough to say it was overrated. Big mistake. Huge. One minute I was rolling my eyes at the melodrama, the next I woke up inside the story — not as the beloved heroine, of course. No, fate made me Luna Graves: the pathetic and miserable, jealous best friend doomed to crash and burn spectacularly by the end of the novel. With no way out, I figured I'd play my part, die dramatically, and call it a day. But then something weird happened. Scenes shifted. Strangers walked onto the page. And the swoon-worthy male leads? They stopped chasing the heroine... and started chasing me. Me. The villain. This wasn’t in the script... and I was definitely not ready.

My sister was the golden child, the pride of our family, but she had a rare blood disorder that required treatments costing thousands every month. To keep her alive, I became her personal blood donor, working nonstop to pay for her care and delivering food all day and night. But one day, she nearly died from hemorrhaging after trying to abort a pregnancy. That’s when I learned the child she was carrying belonged to my boyfriend. When I confronted him, he didn’t even flinch. Instead, he dragged me to the operating table himself. “You were born to be her blood bank. Dying for her? It’s the best thing you’ll ever do.” I was left there, bleeding out, my life slipping away with every drop. But as death closed in, something changed. The people who once hoped I’d disappear—the ones who used me, betrayed me—they all began to unravel, losing their insanity.

During a fight with my husband, he shoved me. My stomach bumped into the couch’s armrest. Just then, his childhood friend called him, sobbing. “Caleb, hurry, come to Cloudpeak Hotel and save me! My boss got me drunk, and now he’s forcing me to serve our client…” I nearly blacked out from the twisting pain in my stomach. I begged him to take me to the hospital. However, my husband said, “There’s a life at stake here! Can you not be so cruel?” He left, slamming the door behind him. I had no choice but to call for an ambulance. That night, he spent the night with his childhood friend, while I lay in the operating theater, undergoing emergency surgery. Good news, Caleb Gordon! You'd never have children again! Weren’t you glad? You deserved it!

Sebuah wabah kematian tiba-tiba melanda seluruh dunia dalam waktu yang serentak dan sangat singkat. 70% penduduk bumi telah mati dan tinggal menyisakan beberapa orang saja. Apa yang telah terjadi?

Ketika cemoohan dan hinaan menjadi santapan sehari-hari hanya karena dirinya yatim. Apakah menjadi anak yatim adalah kesalahannya? Dia juga tidak ingin seperti ini, lantas mengapa banyak orang yang menghinanya? Namanya Bella, gadis dari kalangan atas yang diusir dari keluarganya karena hidup sebagai anak yatim. Lagi-lagi, apakah menjadi anak yatim adalah kesalahannya...??

"Kita bukan manusia biasa." Forlan, yang kehilangan ingatannya, dibawa pergi oleh Aza ke pondok di tengah gunung dan hidup bahagia bersama seorang nenek. Namun, begitu menginjak 18 tahun, Forlan mengetahui rahasia yang disembunyikan Aza: dunia sedang berperang sejak 500 tahun lalu. Manusia normal hampir punah. Dunia dikuasai para pemilik kemampuan, dan Forlan salah satunya. Tetapi itu hanya sebagian kecil dari rahasia yang disembunyikan Aza. Masalah semakin rumit ketika Forlan mengetahui dirinya memiliki adik perempuan yang tidak diketahui keberadaannya. Dirinya juga merupakan golongan langka di antara pemilik kemampuan. Kini Forlan memutuskan pergi dari pondok untuk mencari adiknya, ingatannya, dan mengetahui segala kebenaran yang telah disembunyikan selama 500 tahun. Hanya saja, tantangan Forlan begitu besar. Dia harus menghadapi musuh yang tidak pernah dia tahu bersama monster mitologi yang telah menguasai permukaan tanah selama manusia normal bersembunyi. Tanpa dia sadari, perang telah berada di ujung tanduk kekalahan.

Citra tidak pernah menyangka kalau Dwiyan akan pergi menyisakan luka yang masih membekas di sudut memorinya. Setelah kepergian pemuda yang mengisi hari-harinya, ia harus menghadapi kenyataan mengenai penyakit yang dideritanya. Setelah melewati hari-hari penuh sakit hati yang berkepanjangan, Citra bertemu Panggih yang membuat segala luka di masa lalu mulai membaik. Mampukah Citra menyingkirkan bayang-bayang di masa lalu? Dan, berbahagia dengan Panggih? Atau, terperangkap dalam bayangan di sudut memori?

Aku hanya mencoba mengikuti orangtuaku dan segala aturannya yang membuatku bisa hidup damai sampai 13 tahun ini. Hingga akhirnya kau bertemu dengan seseorang, membuka semua hal yang tak pernah kudapatkan. Pertemanan, status sosial, dan cinta. Tiba tiba aku mengingat anak laki-laki itu, satu-satunya yang memberiku warna dan kehangatan yang nyaman. Meski begitu, aku tidak bisa mengingat siapa bocah itu. Kapan? Dimana? Ingatanku seperti menghilang. Apa yang sebenarnya terjadi pada masa lalu?