Mito Ch 200

"I need you to smile, darling," Adrian whispers, his fingers digging into Isabella's waist as cameras flash. "Your father's business empire depends on it." The champagne in her glass trembles as Isabella forces herself to play the perfect mafia bride. She hasn't told him about the baby yet. Hasn't mentioned the way his eyes linger on the judge's daughter, Elena. Hasn't revealed that she knows about the poison they've planned for her "tragic accident." But Isabella Romano isn't going down without a fight. "Please," she whispers to Santa Muerte as poison burns through her veins. "Give me a chance to make them pay." Death has a price. Isabella awakens in the body of Valentina Salvatore—wife to Adrian's greatest rival and mother to twin girls who somehow see through her deception. She has 150 days to either claim vengeance or find true love. The clock is ticking, and Nicolas Salvatore, her new "husband," is proving dangerously easy to fall for. "You're not really her, are you?" Nicolas murmurs one night, his fingers tracing her jaw. "My Valentina never looked at me the way you do." But as Isabella navigates the deadly waters of rival crime families, she discovers Valentina had secrets of her own—secrets worth dying for. Now, with her father plotting a takeover, Adrian suspicious of her resurrection, and her borrowed body slowly rejecting her soul, Isabella must choose: the revenge she died for, or the love she never expected to find. In this dangerous game of second chances, some fates are worse than death. And some loves are worth dying for twice.

Akasia Liliana tidak pernah menyangka teriakan frustrasinya di jembatan kala itu merubah hidupnya secara cepat. Lia bertemu dengan Damian Naradipta. Lelaki tampan, kaya raya, tetapi berengsek yang membuatnya menuruti perjanjian menjadi kekasih palsunya. Akankah Lia kuat menjalani hidup selama 6 bulan sebagai pacar pura-pura lelaki itu?

Buried deep in the Aster estate was the Heartwood—ancient, sacred, mine. Told my husband, Julian Aster—back when he actually listened—that if it ever fell, I'd die with it. At first, he freaked out. Flew in glacier water, hired a whole squad of plant experts to nurture it 24/7. Then one day, just because his childhood friend—Isabella Duvall—got a scratch from the bark, Julian had the Heartwood ripped out. The second it crashed, I choked on glowing blood—ichor. My power? Gone. Barely standing, I grabbed his arm. "You knew. If the Heartwood dies, I—" He laughed. Straight-up mocked me. "Sera, come on. That fairy tale? Only Grandma still believes that crap. Is that mayo on your mouth? Relax—it's a tree. I'll buy you a forest if you want." Overnight, my hair turned gray. Skin cracked. Eyes dulled. Still, I dragged myself to his grandmother, Henrietta. "I kept your family safe for two hundred years. That's why the Asters thrived. But the Heartwood's gone. Debt's paid. One day left. Whatever happens next? Not my problem."

I was dumped because of my weight. My stepmother tried to comfort me, saying, "It's okay, it's okay. A little extra weight is good." I watched as my graceful sister took my place and married my fiancé. Meanwhile, I was sent abroad to be "fattened up like a pig." I barely escaped with my life and endured unimaginable hardships. Now, those who hurt me should, at the very least, face justice for their actions.

7歳のとき、父が家に連れてきたきれいな女の人が、私にマンゴーをひと箱くれた。 その日、母は私がマンゴーをおいしそうに食べているのを見ながら離婚届にサインして、窓から飛び降りて自ら命を絶った。 それから、マンゴーは私にとって一生忘れられない悪夢になった。 だから結婚した日、私は夫の横山隆（よこやま たかし）にこう言ったんだ。「もし離婚したくなったら、私にマンゴーをひとつちょうだいね」って。 隆は何も言わずに私を抱きしめてくれた。そしてその日から、彼にとってもマンゴーは禁句になったんだ。 結婚5年目のクリスマスイブ。隆の幼馴染・田村蘭（たむら らん）が、彼の会社の机にマンゴーを置いた。 隆はその日のうちに、蘭と絶交すると宣言し、彼女を会社からクビにした。 あの日、この男こそが私の運命の人なんだって、心からそう思った。 けれど、そんな幸せは、半年後、私が200億円規模の大型契約をまとめて、海外出張から帰ってきた時、脆くも崩れ去った。 契約成立を祝うパーティーで、隆が私にジュースを一杯渡してくれた。 それを半分くらい飲んだ時、会社をクビになったはずの蘭が、私の後ろでにやにや笑いながら聞いてきた。 「マンゴージュース、おいしい？」 私は信じられなくて隆の顔を見た。すると彼は、笑いをこらえて言った。 「怒るなよ。蘭が、どうしてもお前に冗談をしかけたいって聞かなくてさ。 マンゴーを食べさせたわけじゃない。ただのマンゴージュースじゃないか。 というか、俺も蘭の言う通りだと思う。お前がマンゴーを食べないなんて、ただのわがままだよ！ ほら、さっきだっておしいそうに飲んでたじゃないか！」 私は無表情のまま、手に持っていたジュースを隆の顔にぶちまけて、その場を立ち去った。 絶対に、冗談にしてはいけないことがある。 マンゴーのことも、そして、私が離婚を切り出すことも。

Kau tidak akan pernah bisa memilih di keluarga mana engkau di lahirkan, di negara mana engkau tinggal dan warna kulit apa yang kau miliki. Masa muda semua remaja di jalani dengan cara yang berbeda-beda,mungkin sebagian besar menghabiskan nya dengan berpergian keliling dunia dan membuat hal-hal indan nan Romantis bersama pasangan. Namun bagaimana dengan kami yang harus di paksa untuk dewasa dan bekerja keras dengan keadaan ?

"Hanya teman? Bahkan ketika dia mati, kamu ikut bersamanya!" "Mengapa kamu marah? Bukankah kamu sendiri yang mengantarkannya pada kematian?" "Tidak jadi milikku, tidak untuk siapapun." Ketika kegelapan dan cahaya mengulurkan tangan dan mencoba menggapainya, dia tidak memilih, bahkan jika kematian, adalah tujuan akhirnya. Iveryne hanya punya satu cita-cita, menjadi seorang ksatria. Tapi ketika kakaknya di ambil para penyihir untuk dikorbankan, dia hanya punya satu tujuan, dan satu kalimat terukir indah dalam benaknya pada akhir. "Percaya pada orang lain, adalah petaka."

One organization; five merciless women. Behind their innocent faces hide their true identities. They can kill without feeling guilty. Mercy? It has never been in their vocabulary. There's only one rule to keep you alive; OBEY & NEVER BETRAY. You have been warned. Welcome to Atrómitos Orgánosí ! I am Sophia Nicolle Panopio, also known as POISONER. "Beware of what you eat, honey." - - - Sophia is well-versed in various types of toxins. She's the type of woman you wouldn't want to fight with; she can kill you without you even realizing it. Poison is her expertise but then, Matthew Laqueza came into the picture. Ang lalaking magsisilbing lason sa buhay niya na kailanman ay hindi niya makokontrol. Will she even find an antidote for it?

父が新しく迎えた妻は、2000年生まれの女性だ。 92年生まれの私よりもかなり若い。 ある眠れない夜に。 ふと見かけたのは、彼女が我が家の庭で……死体を埋めている姿だった。

At my own wedding, I find out the woman behind the veil isn't even the one I'm supposed to be marrying. Instead of getting mad, I give her the wedding of the century. It's all because of what happened in my past life. I'd exposed that she wasn't my bride in front of everyone and blew up the whole ceremony. That forced Jessie Clarke, who'd been at the hospital with her childhood sweetheart, Oliver Grant, to rush over reluctantly so we could still get married. Because of that, Oliver refused treatment and died on the operating table. When I heard he was gone, I told Jessie she should see him one last time, but she refused. All she said was, "Blame it on his bad luck." After we got married, we acted just as in love as before. I kept getting money from my family to save her company every time it was on the verge of collapse. But on the anniversary of Oliver's death, Jessie shoved me off the top floor of her company. I hit the ground hard enough to end up a broken, bloody mess. As I fell, I caught one last look at her face, streaked with tears. "If you hadn't forced me back to marry you, Oliver wouldn't have died! You get to keep me, but I lost him for good! Why do you get to live a happy life?" So that was it. She'd blamed me for Oliver's death from the start. She'd never loved me at all. The next time I opened my eyes, I was back at our wedding ceremony.