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Celeste thought she was just planning one big corporate event until a late-night meeting with a cold, ruthless billionaire CEO turned her life upside down. Julian Sterling never did relationships especially not with the woman who could disrupt his world. But one night of heat, and everything changed. Now, Celeste is pregnant. And despite every reputation that hangs over his name, Julian offers her one brutal solution: a contract marriage to protect them both. As they settle into cold formality, what blooms in between boardroom exchanges, midnight admissions, and office-after-hours confessions is something neither expected. But nothing is easy when pride, ambition, and a messy past keep both of them trapped. With twists, misunderstanding after misunderstanding, financial games, and stolen moments that crack their walls, Celeste and Julian must answer one question: can a marriage built on convenience become real love? One contract. One baby. One impossible connection.

Three years ago, my fiancé's childhood friends murdered and framed me. They ground my leg bones and turned them into beads to make a bracelet. Then, they gave it to my fiancé after he woke up from an accident. He hated me to the core and wore the bracelet symbolizing his rebirth as he utilized all his resources to find me. He even placed my weak and crazed mother under house arrest to force me to appear. Three years later, during his and his childhood sweetheart's engagement party, a renowned jewel appraiser points out that the bracelet he's had this whole time isn't made of regular bone—it's made of human bone.

The seer's duty is a story about cold war between three kingdoms, who's misunderstanding kept on arising due to lack of communication, a generation of seer's trying to mend the bond kept on being misjudged

Tired and desperate, a twenty two year old Caroline Dawn just wanted to have a descent job, a peaceful and a happy environment. She just wanted to at least experience a wealthy life. But despite of that, Caroline is a woman of principles. She wanted everything to go in a process. She wanted to work hard for herself and achieve the victory on her own. But when she met her Billionaire boss, Arthur David, everything got complicated. She never taught that loving someone could be as hard as this. She built a wall to stop herself because she knows that it's hard to enter the man's world, she covered herself with beliefs and had to stand so strong. The world was too cruel, running away is the only way to escape from the pain and agony. The man she loved the most failed and destroyed her, destiny was too hard to her as well and when she started to run, the only thing she have is her anger dominating her heart and a fading love. She started to run, she promised that there is no turning back anymore.... even if it will break her, even if it will destroy her, or even if it means she will carrying a child, alone.

BLURB How much a simple misunderstanding alter someone's fate? "You may now kiss the bride" the priest said and the groom leaned down till his lips was level with the bride's before he planted a harsh kiss on her lips. The bride gasped in pain as the kiss left a bruise on her lips. The groom finally released her then placed his mouth besides her ear as he whispered. "That's just a tip of the iceberg. Did you think you can deceive me?" A scoff left his lips and the bride gasped in surprise. "That's right! I'm aware of your little ploy. Also, I know what you did all those years ago to her and now I'll make you pay for it." The bride started to talk but the groom immediately cut in. "Get ready wifey because you are in for an eternal ride of pain and suffering as I exact my revenge on you. I'll make you regret the day you decided to marry me." The bride was left dumbstruck as shivers began to wrack through her body. Mara, an orphan has her world thrown into upheaval when she is asked to step in for her dead sister as a substitute bride. In order to do one last thing for her sister, she agrees hoping to clear everything with her groom when they get married. Her plans come crashing down as her groom blames her for killing her sister and has decided to marry her to exact revenge. Left with no way out of a revenge marriage, what will Mara do? What if feelings start to take root? What happens when the past starts to intertwine with the present? A ghastly secret is revealed. Follow Mara as she gets entangled with her revenge driven Alpha, Rhys.

My stepbrother hated me. He hated me and my mom for coming into his life, for ruining what he believed was his perfect family. Whenever he saw me, his face would turn cold, and he would tell me how disgusting I was, asking cruelly when I was going to die. In the end, I gave him what he wanted. But then he regretted it. He cried, begging me to come back, saying he never should have broken up with me and never should have treated me so cruelly. But I was already dead. Who was he putting on this show of affection for now?

My brother calls me his princess and transfers money to me as allowance; his wife-to-be misunderstands and thinks I'm his secret lover. She crashes my new apartment, which I've lovingly decorated, with a group of friends and family. "I can't believe you're someone's secret lover when you're so young! I'll teach you a lesson on your parents' behalf! I'm going to spread your illicit relationship online so your teachers and classmates will all know how shameless you are!" They trash my new apartment and rip my clothes off. Then, they make sure to get my student ID in the scene as they record me getting bullied. My brother rushes over, his eyes red and bloodshot. "Have you guys lost your mind? How dare you bully my sister!"

When I died with a smile on my face, right before my brother's eyes, he looked as if the anguish might tear him apart. Yet, for twenty-one years, he hadn't stopped wishing I would meet this exact end. It all traced back to my fifth birthday—the day I had innocently hoped our parents would come home from their business trip to celebrate with me. They rushed back that night but never made it. A car accident took both their lives. From that moment on, my brother resented me, despised me. He didn't just stand idly by as our cousin snatched up my work as her own; he encouraged it. And when my landlord threw me out, it wasn't a random cruelty—it was my brother pulling the strings. All he had ever wanted, from the very beginning, was to see me die a miserable death. But when he finally got his wish… why did he cry, pleading for me to come back, begging me to call him 'brother' one last time?

My sister, Laura Ward, died the year we were ten, the year we snuck out of school to play. From that day forward, my mother’s grief turned into a burning hatred for me, convinced that I was the reason my sister was gone. She treated me like a servant, like an unwanted burden, and filled the void by adopting a perfect, obedient daughter to replace my sister. She took everything from me without a second thought — my rights, my freedom, my very existence — and even demanded that I give up a kidney for her precious adopted girl. Alright, Mother, if you want a life, I’ll give you mine! But it was only when my body lay cold, my breath long gone, that she finally turned and looked at me.

My wife's soul mate had Rh negative blood just like me. In order to make my wife happy, he donated his bone marrow to me then committed suicide. I was put on the blame for his death. Everyone blamed me for killing him. My wife who received his suicide note went crazy. She started to draw blood from my body. She was extremely cruel. "You owe that to me. He would not have died if not because of you. I am only returning to him something that did not belong to you." When the soul mate reappeared, my wife started looking for me like crazy. She did not know that I had died for losing too much blood.