Misunderstanding

Ziva is a young woman who lives with her father and stepmom. She also has a step sister Heidi who is always bullying her. Heidi is engaged to Dane Wellington who is a multimillionaire and C.E.O of Wellington industries. She works for the same company but is ridiculed by her Co workers. On the date of wedding her sister runs away with a letter. In the letter it is revealed that the marriage that was about to take place was only a contract not a real marriage out of love. Ziva and family is shocked to hear this. Dane threatens to sue them if the marriage doesn't take place. Ziva is forced to marry Dane the same day to save his face. Ziva how ever renegotiate the contract and remove one clause which was unbearable to her. Dane accepts her decision and removes the clause that would force her to have sex with him. During the course of loving with him she discovers someone hurt Dane very badly. He believes his success was only due to one rule never trust a woman. Ziva is in trouble because she started to feel something for the stonehearted C.E.O dubbed by the media. Dane feels that Ziva is the right candidate to be a mother for his future child. Ziva however doesn't want to conceive a child with someone who doesn't love her. All hell breaks loose when Dane decides to seduce her instead of negotiating with her. How long can he survive when a guy whom she now loves started to pay attention to her. The same time her sister suddenly appears out of nowhere with only one aim to get back Dane. After misunderstanding and betrayals she becomes strong and decides to fight for her love.

"Jennifer, let's get divorced. The Lance family won't have a soiled woman as its matriarch."Two years after their marriage, Maxwell Lance throws a divorce agreement in Jennifer Yale's face. She understands that it's because he wants to give his first love her rightful title. In his eyes, Jennifer's nothing but a flawed product who's already been soiled by another man."You can dream on, Maxwell. For as long as I'm alive, that woman won't step foot in here!"Jennifer's refusal to get a divorce leads to her family's bankruptcy and her father's horrible end. Finally, her heart dies. Maxwell's life becomes void of her presence.On the day of Maxwell's wedding to his first love, his subordinate suddenly tells him, "You've got the wrong woman, Mr. Lance. Your ex-wife's the woman from that night!"

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.

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

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.

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.

ในวันที่ถูกตราหน้าว่าเป็นภรรยาอกตัญญูและถูกขับออกจากตระกูลสามี ‘หลี่ชิงอี’ ไม่ได้หลั่งน้ำตาแม้สักหยด นางรู้ดีว่านี่ไม่ใช่การลงทัณฑ์ แต่คือการปลดเปลื้องพันธนาการจากขุมนรก หนังสือหย่าที่เขียนด้วยโลหิตของนางเสมือนคำประกาศอิสรภาพที่แลกมาด้วยความเจ็บปวด บัดนี้นางไม่หลงเหลือสิ่งใด นอกจากสองมืออันว่างเปล่าและวิชาปักผ้าโอสถอันเป็นมรดกจากตระกูลเดิม นางสาบานว่าจะไม่ยอมให้ใครหน้าไหนมาข่มเหงรังแกได้อีก และจะใช้ความสามารถนี้สร้างเส้นทางชีวิตของตนเองขึ้นมาใหม่ ท่ามกลางชีวิตที่กำลังเริ่มต้นของแผงค้าเล็ก ๆ ท้ายตลาด นางไม่เคยรู้เลยว่าบุรุษลึกลับผู้เย็นชาที่มักจะแวะเวียนมาซื้อสินค้าของนางบ่อยครั้ง แท้จริงแล้วคือ ‘เซียวจิ่นเหยียน’ แม่ทัพใหญ่เจ้าของฉายาพยัคฆ์แห่งแดนเหนือผู้กุมชะตาชีวิตคนทั้งใต้หล้า!

โอบกอดสตรีอื่น มิหนำซ้ำสตรีผู้นั้นยังตั้งครรภ์ แต่ท่านกลับมิยอมถอนหมั้นข้า ท่านกล้าเหยียบย่ำหัวใจของข้าเช่นนี้ อย่าหมายคืนดีเลย

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.

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?