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My husband, Chandler Goodwin, claims that he doesn't understand what the phrases "silent treatment" or "giving the cold shoulder" mean. Yet, in the three years we have been married, he has never once spoken to me sweetly. The first time we have a falling out, I remain proud and dignified. We end up ignoring each other for seven days straight. The seventh time we have a cold standoff, I start to panic a little. However, despite trying all sorts of methods, he doesn't back down. The 11th time it happens, I have already learned to work through my emotions myself. Chandler doesn't even need to say anything before I take the initiative to apologize first. I simply think that he's just a naturally indifferent person, that nobody can warm his stone-cold heart. Then, on the third year of our marriage, I accidentally ruin his dress shirt while ironing it. Chandler doesn't say a word, but that very night, he packs his things and moves into a hotel. On the third day of being blocked, I head to his company with a handwritten apology. While passing by his office, I spot him leaning over to shoot his angry assistant a doting smile. "I'm sorry for raising my voice at you just now and upsetting you. It's been 57 minutes since you started ignoring me. Please stop giving me the cold shoulder, alright?" I freeze on the spot, the apology letter in my hand practically burning my fingers. As it turns out, it's not that he doesn't know what the silent treatment means—it's just that I've never been the person he wants to coax.

My father abandoned me and took away my mother.I experienced q lot of things while growing up but it never stops me to become a successful person because I am hoping that one day he will give my mother back. Until that day came a letter from my father telling me to be ready because in two months I will marry a guy he wanted me to in exchange of being with my mother. I just wish that this man will protect and love me despite my past.

My girlfriend loves to test my love for her. After the college entrance exam results were released, she, who usually scored over 1450 in mock exams, told me she did not do well and only got 1070. She asked if I would be willing to repeat a year and retake the exam with her. I agreed, even though I had a perfect score. However, when school started, I found out that she actually scored 1540 and had already received her acceptance letter to MIT.

They said she was wolfless. Weak. Useless. A burden. So they gave her away. After failing to shift at eighteen, Abby became the object of ridicule in her father’s pack. But when a dangerous alliance threatens her father's pack, she is sacrificed in marriage to Hayden, a ruthless, powerful Alpha with wealth and ambition. But the torment doesn’t end at the altar. In Hayden’s home, the loveless arrangement spirals into cruelty and betrayal, pushing Abby to the edge, until a shocking attack changes everything. Hayden realizes his mistakes. But is it too late? What change did the sudden attack bring? Will she give Hayden a second chance, or has her heart already begun to heal in the hands of an old lover? Find out if Abby was truly forsaken by the Moongoddess… or if the goddess had been watching all along, waiting for the right moment.

After five years of marriage, my husband, Abel Brooks goes on a business trip that lasts half a year. When he returns, he brings his first love, Cora Garrett, back. She's already three months pregnant. Abel says that life is tough for her and wants her to move in with us temporarily. I object, and he tells me to know my place. His tone is scornful—it seems he's forgotten that the villa we live in was one of my wedding gifts. He and his family have leeched off me all this while. This time, I'm going to stop providing for them. I smile and call my assistant. "Draft a divorce agreement for me now. To think a live-in son-in-law would have the nerve to bring his mistress home like this."

After a brutal rogue attack leaves her family slaughtered and her pack in ruins, Racheal is forced to flee. Her mother’s final wish sends her to the Blue Moon Pack, where she’s promised protection through marriage to the young Alpha, Ezekiel. At first, it seems like a chance to heal. But within weeks, the dream turns cold. Ezekiel is distant, cruel, and completely entangled with his lover, Lucy a woman whose smile hides something far darker. Cast aside and humiliated, Racheal is left to suffer in silence, a forgotten bride in a pack that was never truly hers. Until the night she uncovers a letter hidden in a forgotten room. It changes everything. The letter is from Lucy and it reveals a devastating truth: she was the one who betrayed Racheal’s pack. She fed information to the rogues. She helped orchestrate the attack. And she’s been manipulating Ezekiel from the beginning, tearing the Blue Moon Pack apart from within. But what none of them know is this: Racheal didn’t come to the Blue Moon Pack empty-handed. She carries the untapped wealth and legacy of her bloodline, and something even more dangerous a power quietly chosen by the Moon itself. They tried to break her. They tried to erase her. But she’s still standing. And now, she’s done hiding. Now she’s coming back with fire in her veins and vengeance in her name.

He runs a hand through his hair, the weight of it all pressing on his shoulders. “You think I married you out of pity? You think I hate your silence? No. I hate that your silence keeps me locked out. That I love you… and you’ll never hear it.” To the world, Maria is the perfect silent wife, beautiful, obedient, and deaf. But behind closed doors, she hears everything… Including the love her cold billionaire husband swears he’ll never confess. When she secretly trades places with her troubled twin, a web of lies, danger, and forbidden truths explodes. He thinks he’s lost the only woman he’s ever loved. She may never make it back to him alive. A marriage built on silence. A love louder than words. And a secret that could destroy them both.

My husband's protégé boasted she could disarm bombs blindfolded, relying on her so-called intuition. Her reckless misjudgment triggered a bomb's secondary detonation sequence, endangering an entire building. I intervened, using the dangerous liquid nitrogen condensation method to save the day. As a result, Rita Smith was removed from frontline duties and placed under investigation. Patrick Munoz tried to defend her, but I stopped him cold. "If you back her now, you won't just fail to save her. You'll be dragged down with her." Crushed by the pressure, Rita staged an accident that killed her, leaving a letter blaming him for abandoning her in her hour of need. He said nothing, only preserving her letter in his study. Years later, he became a nationally renowned bomb disposal expert. During a terrorist attack, I was strapped to a timed explosive. He arrived to defuse it but repeated Rita's fatal mistake. As the timer ticked down, he gave a bitter laugh. "Rita was just nervous back then. If I'd supported her, she'd be a hero today." The bomb detonated, leaving nothing of me behind. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the point when he tried to defend Rita. He didn't know that the building housed the nation's top-secret core server.

My wife sent a whistleblower letter to the airline that I worked 15 years for. It was a PowerPoint that was 56 pages long. She reported that I was a playboy captain that cheated on her 999 times and that I embezzled millions of company funds. When the Disciplinary Department found out the truth, everyone fell silent. The funds that I had embezzled were just a couple of packs of tissue and some paper cups. The total cost of these things wasn’t even worth the superior’s time. The person who cheated on their partner was actually someone else.

In a city where secrets breathe beneath cobblestone streets, 17-year-old Elara Moon finds a sealed letter with her name written in blood. The next morning, her parents vanish without a trace. Hunted by a faceless cult, stalked by shadows that whisper her name, Elara is thrust into a hidden world of ancient pacts and forbidden magic. Every answer she uncovers leads to more danger—and the terrifying truth that she is the final key to awakening a god long buried beneath the earth. But to survive, Elara must choose: unlock the power written in her blood... or burn with the rest of the world.