No More Mister Nice Guy Swan Princess

My husband and I spend 50 loving years together. On the day of our golden wedding anniversary, someone pushes me down a flight of stairs. As I drift in and out of consciousness, I miraculously regain my hearing. I lost it in the process of saving my husband when we were younger. I hear my husband say to my son, "You shouldn't have dirtied your hands." "How long more are you going to put up with her, Dad? Calista doesn't have much longer to wait." My husband sighs heavily. After a moment, I feel someone remove my oxygen tube. I descend into boundless darkness. When I open my eyes again, I've been taken back to the 80s—before I married my husband. The only difference is that I can hear this time.

I had moved out of our house, but my boyfriend—the one I had given up everything to run away with—had no idea. Neither did his possessive younger brother, the one who used to knock on my door calling for me. My boyfriend's first love had taken up all their attention. They no longer listened when I played the piano. They even forgot about my cat fur allergy and brought that woman's cat home. My boyfriend, Ian Blake, had snapped, "If anyone's leaving, it's you. There's no way Eva's cat is going anywhere." His brother, Sebastian, had said, "Sienna, Eva is my girlfriend. How could I give up her cat for you?" When I woke up in the hospital after going into anaphylactic shock from my allergy, I decided to leave them. Back home, I made my first call to my mother. "Mom, I'm ready to accept the arranged marriage."

On my birthday, I personally prepare 16 dishes. After setting up the candlelight, I open a bottle of red wine. I take a photo and send it to my husband, Eric Sinclair. "I'm working late tonight. Don't wait for me," he replies. I choose to believe him. But after midnight, I notice an Instagram story posted by Shirley Huxley, his secretary. Eric was there with her, dressed in the trench coat I once gave him. They sat side by side in the VIP seat of football stadium where my favorite Super Bowl take place. Entwined in a passionate embrace, they kissed beneath a sea of shimmering lights and the roar of thousands of fans. That game is the one I have always longed to experience with him. I look down at the cold food on the table. Eric's words keep ringing in my head. "I hate kissing." "Marriage is a partnership, not about love and kisses." Though we've been married for ten years, we've never shared a single kiss. Meanwhile, he's out there, kissing Shirley openly and passionately. Despite it all, not a single tear falls from my eyes. The next day, Eric settles into his chair, completely unfazed. "Return the gallery to Shelly," he commands. I nod quietly, saying nothing. Suddenly, Layla Sinclair, my daughter, comes running down the stairs and throws herself into Shirley's arms. "Aunt Shirley, you're my favorite. I don't like Mom!" In that instant, it hits me—the home I devoted my heart and soul to means nothing anymore. It doesn't matter that I've been married to Eric for a decade. Now, all I want is to find myself again. I decide to accept an invitation from the Parisoir School of Fashion Design. From this moment on, I won't wait for them to come home, and I won't look back.

My elder sister, Emma Rothschild, longs for a life of luxury. As such, she requests to marry the prince of Northia, Matias Redburn. On the other hand, I'm married off to an elven scholar visiting human territory, Aleron Glintwood. After the wedding with Emma, Matias leaves Northia and visits the giant clan's territory to establish a trade route. He's never heard of again. Meanwhile, I accompany Aleron to Empiria. He obtains a teaching position at the Royal Academy of Magic by virtue of his elven talent for magic. As for me, I become a highly envied professor's wife. Emma continues to live alone in the Northian Frozen Plains. She's later discovered to be having an affair with a human knight. When the Draconian Council of Elders exiles her from their lands, our father—Gareth Rothschild—furiously declares that he's severing ties with her. She's thus forever cut off from the Rothschild family. While I'm on my way home for the festival, Emma forcibly stops my carriage. She begs me to take her home and put in a good word for her. Along the way, she suddenly grabs the reins. As a result, the carriage goes out of control and tumbles over a cliff. When I regain consciousness, I see Emma on the floor. She's crying and demanding a change in engagement plans. At that moment, I realize that she's also been reborn. However, Emma doesn't know that life with the elves isn't as wonderful as she imagines. I immediately begin preparing for the magic academy's entrance exam. This time, I'll spare no effort to be admitted into the academy myself.

Ruchee Ramos was a woman who will do everything for her sister. She becomes her mother and father for the past years. She was this type of person who wasn’t interested in interacting with other people’s lives, and making friends was out of her vocabulary. A pragmatic one who loves to take risks without resting. For her, a shred of the bloodline is the most valuable thing in the world that no one can change. But her life changed when she got abducted and listed as one of the highest items in the famous underworld auction. Can she save herself from being sold, or will her soul be sold to one of the underworld’s most extraordinary billionaire?

Svanna Rose is the black swan of their family. She's the main character that always play the role of antagonist to her own story. She is like Odile, the evil daughter of sorcerer who disguised as Odette. But who are we to judge her, if we are all pretending to be someone who aren't we? Who are we to judge her if she is also a victim of cruelty? Pursuing her dream to become the prima ballerina of the famous ballet 'The Swan Lake', she found herself stuck in a very dangerous situation. And all she can to do is to take a risk as she was claimed to be the black swan of Saint Vicenzo Santorini. Let's witness how she dance to the danger rhythm of uncertainty, as she slowly unveil the truth behind her cruel destiny. "My passion in dancing brought me to life, little did I know it also leads me to my own graveyard"

Danielle Millman has had enough of life in NYC, after being betrayed and publicly humiliated. She craves a fresh a start and after a friend's suggestion, that is exactly what she is getting at remote boarding school in Vermont. The only problem is that the girl's side was full, so she registered as Daniel. She had her mother's actress gene in her, so pretending to be a boy shouldn't be too hard. That is, until she falls a classmate. Asher is confused by the draw he feels towards his new friend Danny. Asher is ladies man.. so why is he interested in a guy? Asher is questioning his sexuality as Dani questions how long she can keep up the ruse.. especially when she runs into a familiar face. One she had hoped to never see again.

Setiap ada pertemuan selalu ada perpisahan dan di setiap terjadi perpisahan, semua orang berharap bisa bertemu dengan hal yang lebih baik lagi. Meliana Sekar Dewi, keputusan menikah diusia muda dengan pria yang ia cintai berakhir dengan kisah pahit, tiga tahun pernikahannya berlalu dan dia tidak kunjung hamil. Natan-suami Meliana memutuskan untuk menikah kembali dan sesuai dengan janji keduanya, Meliana memilih untuk mundur daripada berbagi suami, gelar janda kini ia sandang. Arga Pradipta, dia teman lama sekaligus cinta monyet Meliana. Pernikahannya bersama sang istri juga tidak berumur panjang karena penyakit kronis itu merenggut nyawa Nia-istri Arga dalam waktu yang singkat, sampai detik ini dia tidak kunjung bisa melupakan Nia, bahkan dia hapus niat untuk menikah lagi. Suatu hari Meliana dan Arga dipertemukan kembali, tanpa ada yang berencana ataupun berharap, keduanya pun bersikap acuh seolah tidak pernah mengenal satu sama lain. Apa takdir akan menyatukan mereka dan membuat cinta monyet itu menjadi nyata?

เพื่อนสนิทพี่ชายxน้องสาวเพื่อนสนิท ความสัมพันธ์แบบต้องห้าม มันเกิดขึ้นเมื่อทั้งคู่ได้อยู่ด้วยกันมากขึ้น และเธอก็คิดว่าเขานั้นจริงจัง แต่ความจริงเขาไม่ได้จริงจังอะไรเลย ก็แค่ความสัมพันธ์แบบฉาบฉวยสนุกชั่วครั้งชั่วคราว แต่เธอกลับจริงจังกับความสัมพันธ์ในครั้งนี้มาก จนมันกลายเป็นความรัก วันหนึ่งเธอยอมอ้อนวอนขอความรักจากเขา แต่สิ่งที่ได้คือความว่างเปล่า เพราะเขาไม่คิดที่จะรักแต่แรกอยู่แล้ว

ทิซเหนือ - วาริน “อยากมีเงินใช้มั้ย ?” ถ้าผมถูกใจใคร ผมก็จะไม่ลังเลที่จะชักจูงผู้หญิงพวกนั้นด้วยเงิน อย่างที่ผมกำลังยื่นข้อเสนอให้กับผู้หญิงตรงหน้า “…คะ ?” ท่าทางซื้อบื้อของเธอดูจะไม่เข้าใจที่ผมพูดสักเท่าไหร่ ผมลุกขึ้นจากเก้าอี้ แล้วเดินเข้าไปใกล้ๆ กับผู้หญิงตรงหน้า ก่อนจะใช้มือโอบเอวเธอเอาไว้แบบหลวมๆ “คะ คุณทิสเหนือคะ” เธอดูจะตกใจมากพอสมควร รีบผลักผมให้ออกห่าง แต่ผมยังคงโอบเอวเธอไว้อยู่ “เรียกฉันว่า คุณเหนือ” “ฉันสามารถให้เงินเธอใช้ได้ไม่ขาดมือ สนใจมั้ยหื้ม…” ผมก้มหน้าลงสูดกลิ่นความหอมตรงซอกคอของเธอ โตขนาดนี้แล้วยังใช้แป้งเด็ก น่าตลกสิ้นดี! “ระ ริน แค่มาฝึกงานค่ะ ไม่ได้ต้องการแบบที่คุณเหนือว่า” เธอปฏิเสธอย่างไม่ใยดีข้อเสนอของผม “เธอไม่สนใจ ?” “มะ ไม่ค่ะ รินขอตัวก่อนนะคะ” เธอดันมือผมที่โอบเอวเธออยู่ออก จากนั้นก็รีบเดินออกไปจากห้องทันที ดูเหมือนว่าเธอจะเป็นผู้หญิงคนแรกที่ปฏิเสธผมซะด้วยสิ มันยิ่งทำให้ผมรู้สึกอยากได้เธอมาอยู่ในกำมือ อวดเก่งดีนัก!