Nameless Flower

Aku meninggal pada hari ulang tahunku sendiri. Namun, orang tuaku dan suamiku sama sekali tidak menyadarinya. Mereka malah sedang sibuk menyiapkan pesta ulang tahun untuk adik kembarku dengan sepenuh hati. Ketika adikku dikelilingi semua orang untuk memilih gaun pesta, aku diikat erat dan dilempar ke dalam ruang bawah tanah. Dengan seluruh tenaga yang tersisa, aku menekuk jariku yang hampir patah, lalu dengan susah payah memasukkan empat angka: 9395. Itu adalah kode darurat sederhana yang dulu pernah kusepakati bersama suamiku, Willy. Itu adalah sebuah sinyal yang harus dia mengerti jika aku berada dalam bahaya. Tak pernah kuduga, pada akhirnya, kode itu benar-benar kupakai. Namun, Willy tidak percaya. Dia membalas dingin. [ Valerie, cuma karena aku nggak bawa kamu beli baju baru, kamu sampai berakting begini? Gaun tahun lalu masih bisa kamu pakai. Sampai jumpa nanti di pesta, jangan bikin ribut. ] Dia tidak tahu bahwa gaunku sudah lama digunting habis oleh adikku. Dia juga tidak tahu bahwa satu detik setelah dia menutup telepon, nyawaku sudah melayang. Jadi, pada malam pesta ulang tahun itu, aku memang tidak pernah muncul. Namun ketika semua orang melihat hadiah ulang tahun yang sudah kusiapkan terlebih dahulu untuk adikku ... mereka semua langsung kehilangan akal.

Aku dan sahabat terbaik kakakku, Revano, sudah berpacaran tiga tahun, tetapi dia tidak pernah mau mengumumkan hubungan kami. Namun, aku tidak pernah meragukan cintanya padaku. Bagaimanapun, dia pernah punya 99 pacar, tetapi dia tidak lagi melirik perempuan lain sejak bersamaku. Bahkan ketika aku hanya sedikit masuk angin, dia akan langsung meninggalkan proyek bernilai puluhan miliaran dan terbang pulang. Sampai hari ulang tahunku, aku hendak memberi tahu Revano bahwa aku hamil. Namun, untuk pertama kalinya dia lupa hari ulang tahunku dan menghilang tanpa jejak. Pembantu memberitahuku bahwa dia pergi menjemput seseorang yang sangat penting dari luar negeri. Aku bergegas ke bandara dan melihat dia memegang sebuket bunga. Wajahnya penuh rasa gugup karena menunggu seorang gadis, gadis yang wajahnya sangat mirip denganku. Belakangan, kakakku memberitahuku bahwa dia adalah cinta pertama Revano, seseorang yang tak bisa dia lupakan seumur hidup. Revano pernah memutus hubungan dengan orang tuanya demi perempuan itu. Setelah dirinya dicampakkan, Revano hancur, hampir gila, dan mencari 99 pengganti yang mirip dengan wanita itu untuk menghabiskan hari-harinya. Saat kakakku berkata begitu, nada suaranya penuh kekaguman pada besarnya cinta Revano. Dia tidak tahu bahwa adik perempuan yang dia sayangi setengah mati, adalah salah satu dari pengganti itu. Aku menatap pasangan itu sangat lama, lalu tanpa ragu kembali ke rumah sakit. "Dokter, anak ini ... aku nggak menginginkannya lagi."

Bing-er, Qing, BingQuing… One girl with many names…Nameless with only the words BingQuing serving as an identity from young, that was who she was.One day, tragedy struck, and all left of her was a girl being sold in the slave market.Deciding that the heavens and fate was cruel, she vowed to become even stronger in order to overcome her destiny to become a slave.“This life will never end in a bad end for me, if heaven dares to swallow me up in its game of fate… Then I will swallow it up and break through to be the overlord of the nine heavens!”Thus a fate changing nameless one was born to rule over the world.

‘Touch her. Claim her. She is ours. Claim her!’ His wolf, Varn, thundered through his mind. Then— “I reject you, Servant number 16, as my mate.” Prince Lucien smirked, “The moon goddess must be indeed out of her mind to mate me with a lowlife like you. I command you to accept this rejection!” “I accept.” As a nameless slave in the Moonrage Pack, Nyssa knew her place—silent and invisible until the night of the prince’s engagement when fate dared to whisper that she was more than a nameless slave but his. Prince Lucien’s mate Instead of claiming her, he rejects her to protect his crown and image. Rejected and ordered to be killed, Nyssa was left to die. Or so they thought. Resurrected by the moon goddess, the nameless slave was given a name and a purpose. A new life with the same face, she wasn’t servant number 16 anymore, she was now Nyssa Wales, the messenger of the moon goddess, sent on a mission back to earth. When Nyssa steps back into his world, she was no longer the nameless slave he once knew. She has come for vengeance. Now she’s the woman who could destroy him… or save him. "You own me, Nyssa. Every part of me belongs to you" "I'm yours. Completely" What happens when the mate you thought you lost forever comes back stronger, angrier, and no longer yours?

I loved Alpha Lucien Grey with all my heart. From the moment I first saw him, I was drawn to him. However, I always knew the one Lucien loved was someone else. Her name was Summer White. I thought I’d be like one of those tragic side characters in romance stories—forever on the sidelines, watching the man I loved build a life with another woman. However, everything changed three years ago when Summer ran away on the night of the marking ceremony, saying she wasn’t ready to be claimed. Lucien had to make a decision and announced he would find a new partner. So, I stepped forward. Wearing a dress that didn’t quite fit, my hands trembling, I stood in for Summer. That day, Lucien and I formed a bond as mates. For the past three years, Lucien had treated me with warmth and kindness. He was gentle and thoughtful. He took care of me in every way. However, just over a month ago, Summer came back to our pack. On the night of our anniversary, she got drunk and called Lucien in tears, sobbing that she regretted everything. Lucien’s hands were shaking so hard he almost dropped his phone, but he didn’t hang up. He just stood there, torn. When his eyes met mine, full of confusion and pain, I took his hand—still trembling—and said softly, “Go to her.” The moment he left, I filed the mate-bond termination papers at City Hall, requesting to break the bond. After all, these years of stolen happiness were never really mine to keep. It was time for me to leave, too.

Sandara Loise adalah wanita yang cantik, cerdas, dan single adalah kepala Divisi Personalia yang termuda di kantornya. Selain sukses dalam pekerjaan, ia juga berbakat menjodohkan rekan rekan kerjanyanya. Pernikahan Indi dan Randy adalah contohnya. Namun, ia tidak memercayai kehadiran cinta sejati untuk dirinya sendiri. Dan penolakan delapan tahun lalu dari pria yang kini menjadi bosnya, memperparah semuanya. David Wijaya bisa mendapatkan wanita mana saja dengan mudah. Namun ia tidak berminat pada hubungan serius, serta banyak sekali tuntutan di dalamnya. la hanya menginginkan sesuatu yang praktis. Lantas mengapa kini ia menginginkan Sandara, wanita yang sangat tidak tepat untuk menjadi target berikutnya, wanita yang tanpa sadar ia lukai delapan tahun lalu?

Sonia had a hard life after getting away from her parents. She lived a life of a princess but now she wasn't more than a slave. But her life changed even more dramatically when she was forced into a marriage by a billionaire who is known for his notorious image. A man who can make anyone shiver in fear. But her nightmare didn't end there. He found himself annoyingly attracted to her, too much to resist. Though he doesn't know the meaning of love, he wants her. All he wanted was to keep her with him whereas Sonia was determined to leave because of her hidden identity. She made a deal with him that he would let her go once she completed the task he gave her and he agreed reluctantly in a tricky manner. But will he ever let her go? What will happen if he gets to know that Sonia is the same girl he had been searching for, for four long years? Know more about the couple in the book and how their threatened story becomes an irresistible love story. *********** "It's done Mr. Arjun" Sonia walked into the room after successfully completing her task, but the man before him had a suspicious smirk tugged on his face. He tossed a file before her. "Just take a look" Sonia reached out for the file and opened it, her eyes widened in disbelief. "This is cheating...! I never agreed to this" she defended, Arjun lifted his gaze and looked at her. "Didn't you sign the contract consciously?" she nodded. "Then that's it" "But how could it be a forever contract...? You tricked me...!" *********** Please do leave a review and comment about the book to let me know how my work is going on. Thank you for reading. ❤️❤️

June adalah anak kesayangan keluarga Kusuma yang kemudian telah di jodohkan ayahnya dengan pria yang tak dikenalnya sama sekali. June memiliki kekasih hati lain yaitu Mark yang sangat dicintainya jadi dia memutuskan untuk lari dengan kekasihnya, tanpa disangka kekasihnya malah meninggalkannya di tengah jalan karena June meninggalkan semua hak sebagai pewaris sebagian harta dari Kusuma Group. June hilang akal namun tak ingin pulang, dia pun pergi ke rumah Bi Ani yang pernah merawatnya sejak kecil kemudian dia bekerja dengan Bi Ani di kediaman Wijaya sambil tetap menyembunyikan identitas asli dirinya. June di khususkan ada di paviliun Tuan Muda Dave sama seperti Bi Ani, dan di mulailah kisah penyiksaan Tuan Muda Dave pada June yang tidak becus bekerja. Sepertinya bukan hanya penyiksaan tapi kisah asmara yang kemudian perlahan hadir di hari-hari June bersama Tuan Mudanya yang tampan itu, hingga dia bisa melupakan pertunangan dari ayahnya bahkan Mark yang meninggalkannya begitu saja.

On the day of my twenty-first birthday, I posted online: [I want a lollipop.] My childhood rival, who was overseas, dropped everything there and flew back. He showered and showed up at my doorstep. I vowed to savor lollipops more carefully from then on—they were simply too sweet. From that moment, even after I was exposed as a fake heiress, everyone in high society knew: Jonathan Chase wanted to marry me. When the Sterling family carried out their harsh punishment, the hundred lashes meant for me were almost entirely taken by him—ninety-nine of them, borne by his own body. When they locked me in the basement, with darkness closing in from all sides, his shouts each day became my only light. "Chloe, don't be afraid. I'll get you out," he promised. And he did. He really saved me. He also made me witness, with my own eyes, his magnificent wedding to the true heiress. The man who once couldn't bear to make me wait had, "for my sake", told me to wait three times. The first time was on his wedding day. Pain was etched into every line of his face. "Chloe, if I don't marry Eleanor, they'll never let you go. Wait for me for three years. Three years from now, I'll marry you." The second time was three years later. He looked at Eleanor's rounded belly, hesitation written all over his face. "Chloe… she's carrying my child. You'll have to wait a little longer." The third time was just yesterday. I was just a step away from his kid. He pushed me violently to the floor, his face tight with warning. "Chloe, can't you just wait? Why do you have to take it out on a kid?" Sunlight fell across the face that once loved me, now stripped of all its former warmth. "If that's how it is… then maybe it's time for me to leave too." I said inwardly.

I had been married for eight years when I inherited a fortune worth hundreds of millions that my grandfather left to me and my mafia boss husband. However, just as the lawyer was finalizing the transfer, we discovered my marriage certificate was fake. That meant the entire inheritance could only go to me. “Ms. Rivers, according to the system, you were divorced a year ago. Your husband, Zayn Levine, is legally married to… Whitney Sanders. According to the papers, you're single. In other words, Mr. Levine has no right to claim the inheritance.” Whitney, the woman Zayn had once loved before she went abroad, the one he never forgot. I stared at the lawyer’s message, unable to accept it. All of Zayn’s affection and tenderness over the years had been nothing but a lie. I had planned to tell him on our anniversary that after eight long years of marriage, I was pregnant. It was the miracle we had both been waiting for. Yet it seemed like he had never really been looking forward to it at all. As I gently rested my hand on my belly, I told myself that even if my twins grew up without a father, they would be just fine. In this place built on nothing but lies, the only thing left for me to do was run away.