Never Ending Story

Syahdan marah saat Naya, istrinya membuka aibnya lewat aplikasi hijau. Naya membuat story' dan bercerita jika Syahdan pernah mengkhianatinya. Naya melakukan itu karena sang suami ketahuan bermain api lagi di belakangnya bersama wanita berbeda. Seakan sang suami tak pernah jera, Naya memutuskan mengakhiri pernikahannya tetapi Ummi Syahdan melarang keras karena reputasi Syahdan di pertaruhkan. Bagaimana pernikahan mereka. Akankah Naya bertahan untuk menjaga reputasi Syahdan, seorang pemimpin di Yayasan keluarganya?

Harta, tahta, tanpa wanita. Begitulah garis hidup yang dijalani seorang Dewa August Lee saat ini. Pernah satu kali menikah lalu bercerai, satu kali bertunangan kemudian batal di tengah jalan, dan satu kali menjalin kasih dengan istri sahabatnya lalu ditinggal, pas lagi sayang-sayangnya. Semua itu membuat Dewa menyerah pada takdir. Sudah enggan menempatkan hati kepada seorang gadis, sampai dirinya bertemu dengan Rindu Anahita. --- “Ngomong-ngomong, jadi anggota dewan itu enak, ya, Pak!” kata Rindu memasang senyum terbaiknya. Melangkah mundur untuk bersandar pada dinding lift. “Biar pun tidur pas rapat paripurna, gaji sama tunjangan tetap jalan terus.” “Kamu mau nyinggung saya?” Kedua alis Dewa itu mengerut seraya berbalik dan memangkas jaraknya dengan Rindu “Bapak tersinggung?” Rindu bertanya balik. Memasang wajah terkejut lalu menutup mulut dengan kedua tangan sejenak. “Bapak juga pernah tidur pas rapat?” “Enggaklah!” Dewa menjawab tegas tapi geregetan. “Baguslah!” Rindu dengan berani mengangkat dagu untuk mempertemukan maniknya dengan Dewa. “Mendingan juga tidur sama saya! Iya, kan, Pak!” ~~~ Spin off ~ Me and My Broken Pieces ~ Broken

"I am Giovanni Russo, Selena Jerome..Right?" He asked,stretching his hand for a handshake.I was so lost in his green eyes that carried so much darkness.His presence made all the hair in my body stand in perfect attention as I felt goosebumps, not in a good way though. Mostly, out of fear.His Aura felt evil as I shook his hands and said.."How do you know my name?""Because your father committed a grevious act against my family and I am the guy who destroys him by ending you..." Selena's Life changes in one night when her true identity as the lost black daughter of Russian's richest arm lord gets revealed without her knowledge, resulting into a threat against her life.Her identity was hidden for a reason... its because she was birthed unto .Be Warned: Matured Contents..

Emma Livingston never thought she would end up in an arranged union. The twenty-four-year-old fashion and event planner, who just finished her master's programme, is heartbroken to learn that her father has signed her up to wed 30-year-old billionaire barrister Liam Henderson in order to pay off his enormous debts. Liam consents to the convenience marriage because he feels pressured by his father to provide a family-friendly image. Emma and Liam start to see surprising aspects of each other as they work through their unplanned union. Beneath Liam's cold, entitled exterior is a compassionate guy battling familial demands. Emma is unable to ignore the rising sentiments that are emerging between them, despite her initial resentment of the arrangement. With the support of their best friends, Samantha and Ryan, Emma and Liam must decide whether to surrender to the love blossoming between them or fight against the odds stacked against their happily ever after.

They buried her with lies... They mourned her with guilt... But Alira was never truly gone. When Alira discovers the affair between her sister and her husband,the man she once built her entire world around..confrontation turns to tragedy. Her life is stolen in a single, cruel moment but fate gives her what death denied: a second chance. Reborn in the past, before she ever said yes to his proposal, before she gave him her loyalty, her love... her power, Alira is no longer the devoted wife... She's the architect of vengeance. With every calculated step, she weaves a web of betrayal, seduction, and secrets. This time, she'll wear the dress not of a bride, but of a widow-to-be. And when the final match is lit, no one will be safe from the fire she’s come to unleash. In the ashes of the life they stole, she will build a funeral of flames.

He stole my name. Then he tried to steal my life. But he’ll never steal my heart will he?” When August Hale, a quiet literature student with a past he tries to forget, transfers to a prestigious university under a scholarship, all he wants is to stay invisible, graduate, and move on. But his plan falls apart the moment he discovers another student on campus using his exact full name. Same name. Same birthday. Same hometown. But this August Hale is wealthy, charming, and cruel and he already knows too much. At first, August thinks it’s a prank. A coincidence. Until he starts losing things His place in classes His reputation His identity The fake August Hale, whose real name is Sebastian Wolfe, is playing a dangerous game. And when he sets his sights on the real August, obsession begins to blur the line between identity theft and romantic fixation. August wants answers. Sebastian wants August. But as August begins to dig into Sebastian’s past, he unearths something much darker than he expected a twisted reason why Sebastian chose him and why he can’t let him go.

(COCOK UNTUK PEMBACA YANG MAU MENYAKITI DIRI. CERITA SEDIH, MENGURAS EMOSI JIWA RAGA!) Memilikinya tabu bagiku, mencintai dirinya membuatku semakin terluka dalam. Aku tidak akan pernah menjadi miliknya, karena sebuah kenyataan sial yang menimpa hidupku!

She was the good girl, the kind who went to church, held onto hope, and believed love was patient, kind, and safe. He was the golden boy, a charming athlete with a dangerous edge and a past full of secrets. When their worlds collided, it wasn’t gentle. It was wild. All-consuming. Addictive. From the very beginning, he swept her off her feet , with compliments, promises, and intense affection. She fell hard. He changed her, slowly pulling her away from her values, her friends, and herself. But behind the sweet messages and stolen kisses was something darker: cheating, manipulation, and obsession. When she made one mistake, one moment of weakness, he unraveled. Possessive. Cold. Punishing. Their love turned into a battleground of blame, silence, and control. She finally found the strength to walk away. Two months of no contact. Healing. Distance. She went overseas to find space from the chaos. But just as she began to breathe again, he messaged her. They reunited. Briefly. Just long enough for her to realize the truth: he hadn’t changed. But she had. This is the story of a girl who lost herself in someone else’s world, and slowly, powerfully, found her way back. It’s about love bombing, heartbreak, emotional survival, and becoming your own safe place. She meets other men, learns new lessons, and begins to understand that what she really wants isn’t chaos disguised as passion… It’s peace. Wholeness. Companionship built on truth. He was never her forever. But he was the lesson she needed to meet the love she deserved.

My fiance, Dante de Rossi, is the heir to a mafia family in Manhorne, and he loves me dearly. Yet, a month before our wedding, he says his family has arranged for him to have a baby with his childhood friend, Isobel de Luca. Despite my refusal to agree to it, he brings it up daily and tries to push me into it. Half a month before the wedding, I receive a pregnancy report. I find out that Isobel is over a month pregnant. I have yet to give Dante my permission. This is when I realize just how fragile our years-long relationship is. I cancel the wedding and destroy everything he has ever given me. On the day of the wedding, I set off for Etolia to further my medical career. I accept a role with an international medical organization, severing all ties with the mafia. From that moment onward, he and I no longer have anything to do with each other!

One month before my wedding to my boyfriend, he announced he wanted to have a child with his "first love." I refused, but he brought it up every single day. Two weeks before the ceremony, I received a prenatal checkup report. That’s when I discovered his so-called "first love" was already nearly a month pregnant. It turned out he’d never intended to seek my consent at all. In that moment, years of affection evaporated like smoke. So, I canceled the wedding, destroyed every trace of our memories, and on what should have been our wedding day, I walked into a closed-off research lab. From then on, he meant nothing to me.