My S-rank Party Fired Me For Being A Cursificer

This isn't a fairytale. Mirror Mirror on the wall. A fairytale that became her fall. “Over my dead body will I let a man whore father my child. You're in every way incapable, irresponsible and definitely incompetent of becoming a father.” She said with a smile. "Stop acting like a saint, you're not one. You're only pregnant because you're a slut yourself, so what exactly is the difference between you and me?” She stepped up to him with a mocking smile. “Maybe, I'll show him pictures.” Anger flared up inside him. Who the fuck does she think she is? “Show him pictures!?" His fingers grabbed her throat. His eyes held hers. She didn't flinch, instead, a small smile played on her lips. Crazy ass bitch. He isn't used to being challenged. “I don't need to beg you for anything.” He growled. "You have no other option.” She scoffed. "I have a lot of options, Kim.” He continued. "I can take him away from you after birth,” “I want to see you try.” The smile on his face told her otherwise. “What will you do? Take me to court? Fight for custody?” He chuckled. “I can bribe the whole fucking court.” Her heart skipped a beat. No. "You don't get to decide.” He lit a cigarette. "Everything will go my way.” "It'll not!” “Maybe I'll show him your pictures. Or let you visit him once a week, who knows?" He shrugged. “This is my child!" She screamed, tears welled up in her eyes. “So it's either you do as I say, or I'll do as I please." “What do you want?" Hot tears rolled down her cheeks. “Where I come, illegitimate children aren't accepted in the family." “I'm not marrying you!" “I'll never marry you!" She screamed. "You have no choice..”

Before my birthday party, Grandpa and I talked about my engagement in his study. He asked me which one from the Zachary family I intended to marry. Without hesitation, I chose Matthew Zachary—a decision that shocked Grandpa. After all, everyone in the circle knew that I was deeply in love with Jeffrey Zachary and would not marry anyone else. In a past life, I married Jeffrey Zachary, but later found out he had a relationship with Rosalie Larson. He begged for forgiveness, saying it was an accident. He tearfully knelt and begged for my forgiveness. "I beg you. It was really just an accident." Despite me forgiving him, Grandpa still found out and ordered someone to send Rosalie away. Jeffrey wrongly thought I was behind it and hated me for it. Over time, the elders in my family passed away one after another; rivals got ahead in business, and the company’s secrets were stolen. Tragically, I was killed when I found out I was pregnant. In my new life, I gave my blessing to Jeffrey and Rosalie. Unexpectedly, Jeffrey crashed my engagement party and proposed to me.

Married for four years, Emily remained childless. A hospital diagnosis plunged her life into hell. Unable to conceive? But her husband was rarely home during these four years, so how could she get pregnant? Emily and her billionaire husband were in a contractual marriage; she had hoped to win his love through effort. However, when her husband appeared with a pregnant woman, she despaired. After being kicked out, homeless Emily was taken in by a mysterious billionaire. Who was he? How did he know Emily? More importantly, Emily was pregnant.

My dormmate invites me to a college mate's engagement party. I choose an expensive tailor-made gown for the occasion. When I arrive at the hotel, I see several of my former classmates are already there. Everyone looks like they're doing well—they're wearing expensive clothing. Someone is even wearing something from a luxury brand. As soon as I enter the private room, a familiar classmate rolls her eyes at me. "Look at who it is—the woman who was once the most outstanding student in our class. You're dressed so plainly for such an important occasion." Everyone is circled around the classmate who's wearing something from a luxury brand. They ignore me. Only our former class monitor clinks glasses with me and consoles me softly. "It's good enough that you're here. You're dressed plainly, but don't give up. You'll succeed one day." I sip my wine and smile. "My outfit may not be too opulent, but it's an expensive, tailor-made piece. It's 100% handcrafted by a master designer."

Leila Monroe, a bright but financially struggling intern, steps into the cold world of the Whitlock Group for a summer internship. She’s determined to stay professional until she collides with the CEO, Sebastian Whitlock. Their first encounter is electric and unsettling, igniting something dangerous between them. Sebastian is married, older, and coldly in control yet his eyes linger, and his silence speaks volumes. Leila tries to follow the rules. But power doesn’t follow rules.

"Bukankah itu Dewa ?" tanya Sal mengikutinya dari belakang. Sal adalah anak perempuan yang tumbuh bersama empat kakak sepupu laki-laki dan satu adik sepupu perempuan. Hal ini membuatnya menjadi wanita yang tomboy. Keluarga mereka cukup terpandang di kota ini. Keluarga Damian merupakan keluarga besar yang memiliki perusahaan bersama dengan ayahnya Sal sebagai pemimpin perusahaan. Sal memiliki ambisi suatu saat bisa menggantikan posisi ayahnya karena itu dia bekerja sangat keras. Hari ini adalah pernikahan adik sepupunya. Dewa sudah sampai di tepi pantai. "Apa yang dilakukannya di sini di tengah-tengah persiapan pernikahannya ?" tanya Sal dalam hatinya. Di sana sudah menunggu Alder di tepi laut sambil menatap ke arah laut. Alder membiarkan kakinya dihempaskan oleh ombak-ombak kecil. Alder adalah seorang laki-laki yang lahir dari keluarga pengusaha yang memiliki masa lalu kelam yang membuatnya membenci wanita. Alder sudah mengenal Dewa sejak mereka duduk di bangku SMA. Hubungan mereka sangat dekat bahkan sebelum Dewa bertemu dengan Riya. Sal mengikutinya dan bersembunyi di balik karang. "Ada apa lagi ?" tanya Dewa terlihat kesal. "Aku ingin bertemu denganmu apa salah," jawab Alder. "Aku sebentar lagi menikah," ucap Dewa. "Kau yakin menikahinya karena cinta atau kau menikahinya karena takut dengan pandangan masyarakat soal hubungan kita," balas Alder. Sal yang mendengar hal itu sangat terkejut dan nyaris limbung. "Tidak ini tidak mungkin," ucap Sal dalam hatinya. "Aku sudah bulat pada keputusanku," ucap Dewa. "Sebaiknya kau pertimbangkan lagi," bujuk Alder berusaha mendekati Dewa. Dewa berjalan mundur untuk menjauhinya. Sal merasa seluruh bulu kuduknya berdiri. "Riya harus tau tentang hal ini," kata Sal dalam hatinya. Riya adalah calon istri Dewa. Apakah Sal akan memberitahukan hal ini dengan Riya ? Apa yang terjadi jika pernikahan tetap terjadi ? Apakah Alder akan membiarkan hal itu terjadi begitu saja ?

When I was in the early stages of brain cancer, my parents begged me to give my sister one of my kidneys. They also told me to give them the money I had saved for my treatment. When my sister left the hospital, it was her birthday. My parents threw her a party while I lay in a hospital bed trying to get better. Later, when my mom found out I had late-stage brain cancer, she begged my sister to give me a kidney. My sister said no. So, on the day of my funeral, my mom buried both of her kidneys with me.

I need a wife. Now. It doesn’t have to do with love and living the good life. This is all about getting the money my billionaire father left to me. And I’m running out of time. But who proposes to a stranger after the first date? Me. That’s who. As if I have another choice. Luck is on my side though, and a beautiful model shows up in my office. Single? Gorgeous? Funny? All of the above. Our first date goes so well that I feel unsure about my decision to do this thing with her—you know, fake it. I put it off and decide to do it later, to ask for her help after we get to know each other better. But I like her more and more each time we meet, and eventually, offering her a ring isn’t for my dad’s money—it’s because I want her more than anything else in the world. Besides, who’s going to know if it’s fake or real? And does it really matter? Yeah. It does. To her…

My husband’s childhood friend was trapped in an elevator for half an hour. In his anger, he stuffed me inside a luggage bag and locked me inside. “You’re paying double for all the suffering Grace went through.” My body was forced into a curled-up state. I had a hard time breathing. I cried as I apologized, but all I got was my husband’s cold reproach. “You’re going through the entirety of this punishment. Once you’ve learned your lesson, you’ll behave.” He then locked the luggage bag in the closet. I screamed in despair and struggled to break free. My blood seeped out of the bag and soaked the floor. Five days later, he felt sorry for me and decided to end the punishment. “Let this punishment be a warning for you. This time, I’ll let you go.” Little did he know that my body was already rotting inside the luggage bag.

Vikram Singh Rathore is very good looking, arrogant and perfectionist. He is a cardiologist. But his own heart starts giving trouble to him, once he meets the new intern dietician... Sandhya Rajput. Sandhya Rajput is an extremely beautiful girl. She joins the new hospital as an intern but is shocked to see that she has to assist none other than Dr. Devil...She is kind, caring and friendly... with every one, but Vikram.....