Love After Death

Stella Richard married Rene Kingston in the place of her sister Sophia due to some reasons. But from the beginning, she knows that her marriage was just a time-limit contract and once the time was up she had to go. For RK, this marriage was just a burden but for her, it was a gift from God. Because RK was the man who she had loved all her Youth... So, in the meantime of her marriage, Stella did her best so that this marriage may work out. But on the day she found she was pregnant, her husband gives her the divorce paper and said... "I don't want this child. Don't forget to abort." These words come out of his mouth, like a bomb for Stella, and changed her life... She signed her name on the divorce paper and left the house... Because she doesn't want to be with such a cold-hearted man... Five years later... RK bought the company In which Stella worked. But Stella did her best not to have anything to do with him... Because she had a child and she didn't want him to find out about him... But one day When Stella picked up her son from school he saw her... RK, "How dare you had a child with another man?" Stella, "I don't think it has anything to do with you." RK was about to say more when his gaze fell on the child beside her... His face looked as same as when he was young...

Michelle Lulu King is a famous beautiful actress, she's got the fame and riches but totally lost and silent in her loveless and abusive marriage, too scared to quit her marriage because she's scared of falling back to the gutter where she came from. Michael King is an egoistic husband who's also a famous director, but the worst man to his wife Michelle Lulu King, he's an unremorseful cheat, who believes his wife can never leave him, he believes he owns her because he made her famous and he will always threaten to destroy her career if she ever think of leaving him. Her carrier took her to Africa where she met Noah Gbenga Adewale, a man who truly loves and cares for her, a Man who makes her feel like she's the only woman on earth. They fell in love and became inseperable despite they had challenges, Michelle promised to fight for her love. Will their love conquer all? Follow Michelle Lulu King and Noah Gbenga Adewale love story.

Entah Kinan harus bahagia atau merasa terkurung ketika ia dijodohkan dengan pria yang sempat ia taksir sebelumnya. “Mas?” Kinan memanggil pria yang sudah menjadi suaminya itu perlahan. Sembari menjawilnya dengan jari telunjuk.   “Apa, sih, Nan?!! Astagaaa!” Alan rupanya juga belum tidur pulas.   “Kenapa? Kamu grogi!?”sindir Alan lagi.    “Eh?”   Alan kemudian berbalik menghadap pada istrinya.    “Kamu mau aku ngapain kamu???”   “Ng-nggak kok, Mas. Aku nggak minta apa-apa,” ucap Kinan gemataran. Ia menarik selimutnya hingga sebatas leher.   Alan malah semakin mendekatkan kepalanya pada Kinan. “Kamu mau malam pertama seperti pasangan pada umumnya?” tanyanya. Apakah mereka akan menyesali ini semua nantinya? ==================== Published in March 2022 Cover by Canva Pro Follow Instagram dan Facebook Page @novelbyreb

Sekuel Affair With You Cinta satu malam membawa Krystal terikat dengan Sean, ia yang tidak ingin terikat dengan hubungan apapun memilih untuk menerima tawaran menikah dengan Sean agar anak-anaknya memiliki status yang jelas. Lalu, bagaimanakah kisah perjalanan pernikahan mereka ketika mantan kekasih Sean yang juga merupakan cinta pertama Sean datang mengusik pernikahan mereka. Akankah Krystal memilih untuk terus mempertahankan rumah tangganya dengan Sean yang mulai ia cintai atau memilih untuk bercerai dan membiarkan Sean bersatu dengan cinta pertamanya?

All because he believed I pushed Elena down the stairs out of jealousy. Six months ago, a rival family drugged Alexander. Elena saved him and got pregnant. Her family disowned her for it. "Ivy, why can't you just let her be?" Alexander choked me, disappointment and rage in his eyes. "She saved my life! I promised to send her away. Why be so vicious to an unborn child? If anything happens to them, I'll bury you with them." I didn't argue. I just planned an explosion. But when I vanished, the high-and-mighty Don went mad.

I died five years ago. Now my husband, the Don of our Mafia family, wants me to take the fall for his sister again—this time for accidentally killing a British noble's heir during an arms deal. He's holding a fake confession letter with my forged signature, storming into my old apartment in the rust district, only to find it empty. Frustrated, he grabs the corner store owner downstairs, demanding to know where I am. The owner pauses, wiping his hands on his apron, calmly tells him: "Serafine? She died five years ago." "Heard it was retaliation from a rival family during the gang war. They ambushed her in an alley... shot her over a dozen times. She died immediately." My husband, Lucien, refuses to believe it. Convinced the owner is on my payroll, hiding me to help me escape his reach. He scoffs, his eyes filled with scorn: "Oh, so what? Because I called her out for messing up that last job, now she's throwing a tantrum?" "You tell her, if she doesn't come back and take the fall in three days, I'll revoke her grandmother's 'special family protection'! Let the old woman rot!" With that, he storms out, his rage still simmering. The owner watches him leave and sighs, shaking his head. "There's no grandmother left to protect... That woman passed away not long after Serafine did... couldn't survive the winter without our family's medical supplies and protection..."

That night, Liam served me my usual evening tea. I trusted him completely—he was my mate, after all, and a respected healer of Thornpack. I shouldn't have. When I woke up the next morning, my head was spinning. The special safe where I kept the morphing inhibitor—the one I'd spent my entire savings to import from Europe for our daughter Isla—was empty. Racing to the healing center, I found Liam celebrating. He was handing out moon-blessed wine, beaming with pride as Natalie's daughter Anna showed off her perfect transformation. My inhibitor had been used on his first love's pup instead of our own daughter. The shock triggered something in my brain. When I collapsed, they diagnosed me with the rare tumor that plagued our kind. Without inhibitors, I couldn't stop Isla's transformation that came early, her six year old body couldn't handle the massive wolf form and the force ripped through her young body. And I, for one, don't even have enough money to keep her in a treatment center. She died in my arms three days later, her little claws drawing blood as the pain overwhelmed her. Until her last breath, she kept asking why Papa hadn't come. Now, in my cold, empty home, with the white porcelain urn containing her ashes on the table, I touch her and decide to sever our partnership.

Setelah kekalahan ras iblis akhirnya mereka bersembunyi untuk menyiapkan serangan balasan. Menusia tidak lengah dan terus saja mencari dan memusnahkan ras iblis sampai habis. Tetapi....

Franchetti Xerene Covry - maangas, palaban, astig, at walang inuurungan. She's careless and reckless, lahat na ata ng kalokohan ay alam na niya. Aakalain mong tomboy ito dahil sa paraan ng kaniyang pananamit. But don't underestimate this small thing because she's insanely strong and terrible. Dress her up and she's actually a bad-ass chic. She may live in an apartment but trust me, she can afford to buy islands, perhaps, an entire country. SHE'S THAT WEALTHY. But it was not hers, she said. All those wealth and everything, it was not hers. It was for DEATH.

When Matteo Ricci threatens to end our engagement for the 100th time unless I take Lydia Capone's place in the famiglia's drug trial, I don't cry or make a scene. I just sign my name on the engagement termination agreement and calmly hand over the man I've loved for eight years to my twin sister. A few days later, Lydia storms the mafia summit like she owns the room, insulting the Pirelli family and daring anyone to stop her. I'm forced to step in and bear the full weight of her chaos. And now they're saying Lydia's body can't handle the trial after all, so they want me, the older sister, to take her place. The moment I agree, my parents smile at me for the first time in years. Even Matteo, who barely notices me, hovers nearby and murmurs, "Don't be afraid. The trial isn't lethal. When you get out, I'll take you for your favorite spaghetti alla Napoletana." But he has no idea that there's a late-stage stomach cancer diagnosis tucked inside my pocket. No matter what horrors the trial holds, he will never witness me walk out alive.