Novel & Cerita Mother Daughter Dandelion Tattoo

"To my husband, I was a debt to be paid. To his mother, I was a womb to be poisoned. But to his father... I am a Queen." Veronica Marquez was the perfect, unused wife—until her husband auctioned her off to the highest bidder to cover his debt. She expected a monster. Instead, she got Maxwell Romanov. Maxwell is cold, scarred, and obsessed. He didn’t just buy her body; he bought her soul to weaponize it against the family that betrayed them both. But as he trains her to be his Queen, a dark secret emerges: Maxwell isn't a stranger. He’s the dead father Thaddeus and Meredith tried to kill years ago. As vengeance twists into desire and power becomes intoxicating, one question lingers beneath the crown she wears—did she become his Queen because he believed in her strength… or was she nothing more than a carefully chosen pawn in a father’s revenge against his own blood?

I receive a phone call at 3:00 pm. Apparently, my daughter, Marilyn Lopez, has suffocated to death because she was left behind on the school bus. When I arrive at the scene, I'm overwhelmed with sorrow the moment I see Marilyn's purple face. That's when I snatch a gun from a policeman and put a bullet between the eyes of the school bus driver, who's been playing on his phone this whole time. After the gunshot rings out, I open my eyes immediately. My alarm clock rings once again, showing that it's 7:00 am. I've gone back in time! Then, I see Marilyn wearing her backpack and telling me sweetly, "Mommy, the school bus is here!" I quickly stop Marilyn like a madwoman and refuse to let her board the school bus. But a gas leak occurs at 3:00 pm on the same day, causing Marilyn's death. No matter how much I try to save her, she keeps dying in various ways at 3:00 pm. This is the 108th cycle. As I stare at the weird smile on the school bus driver's face, I finally understand everything.

Getting married and starting a family has always been every girl's dreams. Andrea Graham,a 23 years old young lady, found out a night before her wedding that her sister was pregnant with her fiance. With the truth unfolded right infront of her she felt her heart shattered and her whole world crumbling down. In that heated moment, she decided to get drunk and ended up spending a night with a total stranger. How will she take the twists and turns life throws at her? Will she be able to overcome all the obstacles that comes her way? Will she find her happily ever after?

Sylvie was willing to risk everything. She knew that the craziest thing she had done was to love Lucas Wright, the man who deceived her and disappeared from her life after his pack attacked her pack and killed her father. Years passed and Sylvie had learned to close her heart to any men. But then Ray Howard came into the picture and captured her cold and distant heart. As she investigated the incident seventeen years ago, Ray extended a hand to her and promised he would help her bring justice to what happened to her former pack. Would his patience, presence, and kindness become a way to thaw her frozen heart? What would happen if Lucas Wright returned to her life and found out he had a son with Sylvie and She hid the child from him for several years? Would Lucas help Sylvie get the justice she had been seeking for the innocent lives lost in that incident? And who would Sylvie choose? Ray, who had been by her side almost lost everything after he chose her, defying his parent’s orders. Or Lucas, who came back to redeem himself after he betrayed Sylvie and their child?

Molly Fawns had a wonderful life and just wished for a happy family.. What happens when she learns secrets about her mother that suddenly make her terrified? what happens when she learns things about herself that have been kept hidden from her, and a father she never expected to find appears? Molly's life is plunged into circumstances she never imagined and a reality that she was not prepared for. Will Molly learn to embrace her evolving life? will she accept her father? or will she leave for Cambridge, and embrace a new life with her soulmate by her side?

A night out with close friends was supposed to be fun and entertaining but Iris found herself in a tight chokehold by a crazy criminal instead. College life was supposed to be full of frat parties and craziness but Iris found herself being watched by the sharp eyes of her new hot bodyguard who wouldn't just give in to her whines nor demands. A classic party with elite businessmen like her billionaire father was supposed to be dull and boring but she found the new meaning of adventure by getting kidnapped by a man who looks too hot and too kind to be a cold blooded murderer. Falling in love was supposed to be peaceful and feeling imaginary butterflies in your stomach but she found it actually meant trying to find yourself again,learning to endure the pain it creates. Falling in love with your bodyguard? It violets the rule of business. Falling in love with your kidnapper? It violates the rule of nature.She likes to invest her time in business and utilize her time by enjoying the nature. So the question arises--- If destiny is fated,will her love get divided? While she is at it, she might also discover the truth that lies far beneath her reach and face the grim reality of life.

After getting into an accident, I pretend to be an amnesiac to pull a prank on my husband and son. "Who are you guys?" I ask. A hint of delight flickers in my son's eyes. He pulls a woman waiting outside the hospital ward inside and says, "My parents and I came to visit you, ma'am." My husband watches all of this happen without saying a word. He doesn't correct our son.

On the third day of my business trip out of state, someone new joined the group chat formed for my son's class. It had been quiet for weeks when she suddenly sent a voice message. I tapped it, and an unfamiliar woman's voice played through my phone. "Hello, everyone. I'm the new language teacher at the school, and I'm also Tony Gardner's mother. Looking forward to getting to know you all!" My whole body went cold. I opened the group member list and checked it over and over. My son's name was Tony Gardner, and she said she was Tony Gardner's mother. Then, who the hell was I? I immediately called my husband. "Did someone get added to the parent group by mistake?" He paused on the other end before he laughed it off like it was nothing. "Oh, probably just a mix-up. The school has so many kids. It's not unusual for kids to have the same names. What's the matter? Did something happen?" I kept my voice light and told him everything was fine. The second I hung up, I booked the next flight home and headed straight to my son's school.

To ensure fairness, my daughter said that she would draw lots to choose whose family to spend the New Year’s with every year. However, for the past nine years, she had spent the New Year’s with her in-laws. The latest draw was no different. On New Year’s Eve, my daughter gave me specific instructions. “Mom, we’re spending the New Year’s with my in-laws. We’ve made a reservation at the most expensive restaurant in town. Please help me save some money. You can just make some food at home for your dinner.” Hence, on New Year’s Eve, I ate alone while watching TV at home. When I stood up, I accidentally knocked over the raffle box. All the lots inside the box had my daughter’s handwriting. The words ‘in-laws’ were clearly written on every single one of them. For the past ten years, the lots had been fake. My daughter was willingly spending the New Year’s celebration with her in-laws, and she had never once thought of spending it with me, her biological mother, who had spent so much money on her. At the same time, I got a notification on my phone. Her mother-in-law posted something on social media. [My daughter-in-law is so lovely. She bought me so many gifts and chose to spend the New Year’s with us. It’s as if she’s our own daughter!] They smiled brightly in the video. On the table were gifts that she bought using my retirement fund. I did not sleep for the whole night. The next morning, I called the bank. “Please remove all the auto-debit accounts from my retirement account.” From then on, I would only spend my money on myself.

My daughter, Tina, locked herself in her room, crying so hard her body shook. I pried the door open and saw that she was clutching a test paper that was torn to shreds and pieced back together. It was a math Olympiad selection test. She should have gotten a perfect score, but was given a score of zero instead. "Mom," she sobbed, "the teacher said 3x5 is not equal to 5x3; that it's taking shortcuts. She tore my paper up in front of everyone, revoked my eligibility for the competition, and told the whole class not to talk to me…" I looked at the deep red scratch marks on my daughter's wrist and immediately picked up the phone to call the principal. "What good does it do for your school's reputation to drive a kid who loves math to their breaking point?"