Love After Divorce

The love that I knew wasn't like the ones written in a book. It wasn't beautiful and magical. It doesn't bring butterflies in my stomach and it doesn't make me feel special. It doesn't feel like home, I do not feel secure. It does not make me feel safe and worthy. The love that I experience doesn't feel like love. I'm not really sure if it is love because it made me doubt, insecure and made me feel unloved. And all I experienced was pain. No it was torture. To see him love someone else when all I could do is to love him and let him love her. Now I don't know if I could ever love someone else, after him.

Alpha Brent Wilson looks breathtaking in his three-piece dark suit as he waits at the altar. He’s smiling and I smile back. Only for that smile to vanish when I realize he isn’t smiling for me. He stopped smiling for me the day he realized I was his mate. I follow where he is looking and bite my lower lip when I see that his gaze lands on the tall, blonde woman standing on the front pew, the lucky woman who owns his heart. Rosie. I know that if he could choose, without a doubt, he would choose to marry her in a heartbeat. However, as an alpha, he has duties and responsibilities that can only be fulfilled with an omega by his side. It doesn’t mean he has given her up though. Because there she is, smiling gracefully and beautifully. I’m the one marrying the alpha, but she’s the one with the winning smile, glowing more than the bride. Can’t he hear it? Can’t he feel anything? The howls of our wolves. Their broken pleas. The screaming straight from our souls. Because I hear it all. I feel it all. But he remains looking at her. Just her. That day, I walked straight into the flames and let myself burn, believing my mate will realize my worth one day… which never happened. I gave and gave until I had nothing more to give. Until I grew tired of fighting for the mate who didn’t want me. Until I snapped. Until I was strong enough to finally reject our bond and walk away. But when I did, something unexpected happened. He hunted me. He chased me. And this time, he was the one who refused to let me go.

Sophia Mitchell thought she had it all—a thriving career in interior design, a picture-perfect marriage to Nathan Carter, and a younger sister she adored. But her world shatters when she walks in on Nathan passionately entangled with none other than Chloe—her own sister. Heartbroken and betrayed, Sophia refuses to be a victim. She divorces Nathan, determined to rebuild her life, but revenge fuels her every step. A passionate one-night stand with a mysterious stranger, Alex, seems like the perfect way to forget her pain—until she learns he is Nathan’s estranged half-brother. With Alex harboring his own vendetta against Nathan, the two join forces to take him down. But as secrets unravel, Sophia finds herself caught between revenge, redemption, and an unexpected love she never saw coming. The best part? She just became Nathan’s new boss. Will she destroy him completely or find herself trapped in a web of her own making?

Most people often see marriage as a reincarnation for women. So, countless foolish women jump into one without a second thought. Many people see my husband as the perfect husband. He cared for me and loved me in every way. Yet, he still cheated on me right under my nose. Faced with the hypocrisy and ugliness behind his facade as a perfect husband, I've decided to serve him karma on a silver platter!

Nayla Pratama was forced to marry Zavier, who had suffered a brain injury and was in a coma, because he needed money for his sister's medical treatment, and in return, all expenses would be covered by the Abraham family. For two years, Nayla took care of Zavier in a house separate from the Abraham family, and she began to love the man and cared for him sincerely, no longer thinking about the reward she would receive from the Abraham family. Two years passed after he regained consciousness, and during that time, Nayla felt that Zavier was only using her body to satisfy his desires without being able to reciprocate the love she had given him wholeheartedly. In fact, Zavier always visits Sefia Putri, his former lover whom he still keeps, because he still believes that Sefia is the one who has always taken care of him and considers Nayla to be just a paid wife who only needs money. Nayla finally filed for divorce from Zavier because she could no longer bear the unreciprocated love she had been giving all this time. Does Zavier accept this divorce? Of course not! Follow the story further, how they will be brought together and face conflicts that will make your emotions go up and down!

Cress height, A town where nightmares lurk in the dark waiting to consume their prey. Maeve Spelman a young witch who abandoned her past in cress heights after the horrible deaths of her family, to start a new life as an actress in LA. Fate has other plans for her as she finds herself back in cress heights. What happens when she finds out she is not only a vampire but also the soul mate of Xavier; The dark emperor of everything unholy who was raised from hell?

Amalia Hapsari, wanita cantik yang tahun ini menginjak usia 30 tahun, memiliki kehidupan yang sulit karena harus bekerja banting tulang untuk menghidupi dirinya sendiri dan ibunya yang sakit-sakitan. Tak punya waktu untuk mencari kekasih. Hingga takdir mempertemukan dirinya dengan seorang Revan Wirabrata, atasan barunya di kantor. Dan akhirnya mereka memiliki rasa yang sama dan saling tertarik. Namun sayangnya status Revan adalah suami dari Asti Prameswari. Walaupun pernikahan mereka berdua sudah berada di ujung tanduk kehancuran sebelum Revan mengenal Amalia, tapi tetap saja Amalia mendapatkan predikat buruk sebagai seorang pelakor. Dapatkah Amalia dan mempertahankan cintanya pada Revan? Ataukah Amalia akan menyerah?

"Honey, it hurts …" Three years after getting married, Chelsey Jenson finally beds her husband, Lucas Yates.But even as he's above her, he's calling out his first love's name. "Shannon, I love you …"Lucas loses his sight for three years, and Chelsey cares for him without a complaint through the whole ordeal. What's the first thing he does upon regaining his sight? Seek out his first love.During an interview with the media, Chelsey announces, "Lucas Yates has erectile dysfunction and can't satisfy me in bed. I want a divorce!"The divorce becomes the talk of the town; everyone knows the handsome, rich, and powerful Lucas is useless in bed.Many years later, Lucas ends up chasing Chelsey all over the world. "Honey, I was wrong. Let's remarry!"Chelsey turns him down without hesitation. "I'm not interested in men with ED, so stay as far away from me as possible. Don't stop me from getting together with those young and fresh men!"

By day, Maeve Briggs is just a regular, quiet high school senior. She tries to blend in, takes care of her younger brother, and deals with her mom cleaning the huge, fancy Dovewood mansion—a mansion owned by the very rich and very dangerous Caden Dovewood. But at night, Maeve becomes someone totally different: Eve. She puts on a black wig and high heels, dancing for strangers in a secret club. No one there knows who she really is. It's her secret way to escape her tough life and earn money to pay the bills. Then, Caden Dovewood walks into the club. He sees her, recognizes her, but Maeve remains unaware he's witnessed her secret life. It's only later, likely at his mansion, that Caden reveals his knowledge. He's loaded with money, he's dangerous, and he's the last person Maeve ever wanted to know her secret. Now that he does, he won't let it go. He's always a step ahead, pulling her closer with words that make her heart race and eyes that seem to see right through her. He doesn't just want to know her secrets; he wants her. And he doesn't feel one bit guilty about going after her, making their whole situation a dangerous and twisted game.

I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. *** “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table.