Only Villains Do That

My boyfriend is a forensic doctor. I've been abducted and tied to a bomb—there's only ten minutes to detonation. The abductors force me to call my boyfriend, but all I get is a scolding. "What the hell do you want, Michelle? What are you playing at, using your life as an excuse just because you're jealous? "Vi's cat has already been stuck in a tree for three days. She loves it like it's her life! If you delay me from saving it, you'll be a murderer!" I hear a coquettish voice ring out on the other end of the line. "Thank you for this, Kev. You're amazing!" I recognize that voice—it belongs to my boyfriend's childhood friend. I text my boyfriend when the bomb is about to explode. "Farewell forever. I pray we won't meet each other again in another life."

Seeing an omega owning a business is already odd in their society, what more an omega CEO? Klyde Rehan has always been the odd one. Used to defying everything that comes his way, even his parents. Tell him he can’t do something and he’ll prove you wrong. He’s been handling his company well for the past years despite many people’s opposition with him being the CEO. He is capable. He can handle it. Until he can’t. People from his company has been screwing him over, desperate to see his downfall. Because of this, his company suffers. His investors have been pulling out left and right and it’s only a matter of time before his company completely drowns. He has no choice but to ask for help from Wade Ashton, an alpha and a CEO of one of the largest conglomerates in the country. He has never been fond of alphas, having been looked down upon by them his whole life. But he has no choice, it’s either his pride or his company. “Two years. The marriage will last for two years. This will make our companies merge.” “Fine. Two years then. After that we’re done.” Will two years be enough to save his company? Or will two years be enough to awaken feelings that shouldn’t be?

"Lakukan dengan benar!" ujar dua penerus kelompok besar mafia yang menjalani hubungan palsu demi mencegah pecahnya perang antara dua kubu. Naniana Kradse selalu menganggap sandiwara yang ia jalani hanya demi menjaga daerahnya dari kehancuran pasca perang, Ascian Vade Bellion juga hanya menganggap hal konyol yang ia jalani semata-mata demi menjaga keselamatan ibunya. Tetapi ketika perasaan mereka ikut campur, semua menjadi lebih nyata untuk disebut sandiwara, dan semakin rumit untuk disebut hubungan atas pura-pura. Di saat keduanya sadar adanya perasaan yang tak seharusnya, di saat itu mereka harus memutuskan haruskah memperjuangkan hubungan asli yang terlarang atau mengakhiri semuanya dengan baik dan kembali berdiri di sisi masing-masing, sisi berbeda di mana mereka saling menatap tajam layaknya musuh yang tak dapat lagi disatukan.

Kehidupan yang berkecukupan tidak selalu membuat seseorang bahagia. Terbukti dengan kehidupan dua pribadi, Keenan dan Lilian. Keenan yang memiliki trauma dengan wanita, dan Lilian yang memiliki sakit hati serta trauma dengan masa lalunya, membuat mereka tidak bisa menerima kehadiran cinta begitu saja. “Mari kita selesaikan masa lalu terlebih dahulu baru menjalani hubungan yang lebih serius,” ujar Keenan. “Memaafkan bukanlah hal yang mudah untuk dilakukan. Tetapi, demi cinta dan diriku sendiri, aku akan mengusahakannya,” jawab Lilian. Bagaimana cara Keenan dan Lilian melewati proses kehidupan untuk meraih kebahagiaan bersama?

She was chasing her dreams. He was her unexpected detour. All Marinel ever wanted was to finish college and become a nurse in a private hospital. Love wasn’t part of the plan—until a fateful encounter with a handsome stranger on the beach changed everything. Calvin wasn’t supposed to mean anything. But when their paths crossed again, her world turned upside down. Their connection was undeniable, but fate wasn’t kind. Marinel found herself risking everything for a love that seemed doomed from the start. And just when she thought she had moved on, tragedy struck—leaving her to fulfill promises to a man she lost too soon. Years later, with her life back on track, another twist of fate comes knocking. Calvin’s twin brother shows up out of nowhere, accusing her of deceit… and claiming they’re married. Confused and shaken, Marinel is thrown into a mystery she never saw coming—one that reveals a deeper bond, a hidden truth, and a second chance she never asked for. When the past and present collide, will the truth set her free—or ruin everything all over again? One woman. Two brothers. A love that refuses to die. Will Marinel find her happily ever after—or face another heartbreak?

"Master, do you miss this apprentice?" Lips painted in bright red ticked up in a sharp smile. Her eyes were a pool of dark red, like a swirl of the finest wine. One jaded hand in his throat, nails slightly digging in the skin there, the other was on his cheek carefully caressing. The clashing of both gestures were confusing, but Rion's mind only provided one instinctual response; to run away as far as possible. ----- Rion Ren, one of the strongest sword masters in the world, had to make a difficult decision to hand over his apprentice, Ruby, to the Demon Master when Ruby's real identity as a descendant of Demon Sovereign was revealed. Three years later, Ruby who had successfully taken the reign of the Demon Realm, came back to take revenge on her master that had betrayed and abandoned her in the hand of cruel demons. Rion swore on his life as a sword master, he only wanted to protect those who were precious to him, but how did it manage to turn the whole world into chaos? How would Rion face his own apprentice in a battle between life and death?!

Na minha vida passada, coloquei em segredo uma Poção do Amor no copo do meu companheiro destinado e Alfa, Jason Green. Como o esperado, ele se apaixonou por mim. Nós realizamos a mais grandiosa cerimônia de vínculo de companheiros da história da nossa alcateia e viramos o casal que todo mundo invejava. O efeito da Poção do Amor durava sete anos. Ingênua, eu acreditei que isso bastaria para conquistar o coração verdadeiro dele. Mas a amiga de infância do Jason, Lilian Foster, trocou a própria língua com uma bruxa do mercado negro pelo antídoto. No instante em que a verdade veio à tona, o amor nos olhos de Jason se transformou num ódio que parecia atravessar os ossos. Ele me vendeu no mercado negro como cobaia viva para experimentos e me forçou a beber um Frasco de Feitiço Corrosivo. Por dentro, eu apodreci, e morri de pura dor. Mas eu regressei no tempo, segurando de novo aquele mesmo frasco da Poção do Amor. Dessa vez, eu não hesitei. Eu bebi tudo de uma vez só. "Dessa vez, não vou implorar por seu amor de novo, Jason," murmurei em pensamentos. "Eu pretendo me amar," eu disse baixinho para mim. Então… por que foi ele quem acabou se arrependendo?

When I find out about that woman's existence, it turns out that they've been dating for a very long time. Simon Jensen protects her very well. Even though he's already attended banquets with her and has introduced her to all of his friends, I still have yet to see any of her photos. Heck, I don't even know her name. If it weren't for the fact that Simon was unable to resist that woman's coquettish pleading and brought her to the fashion show press conference as a brand investor, I'd probably remain in the dark forever. At this moment, I stare at Simon from far away, who's currently gazing at his lover standing on the runway. There's a hint of a gentle smile in his eyes. The camera flashes keep clicking. One of the reporters can't resist asking, "Mr. Jensen, are you a fan of Angela Stewart as well?" Simon never averts his gaze from Angela. He replies, "No. She's the love of my life." So, it turns out the cold and aloof Simon is capable of doting on a young woman to this degree. I spin the dull wedding ring around my ring finger subconsciously. That's when I realize how meaningless this marriage actually is.

After dating Scott Kenta for 10 years, I said to him, "Scott, I'm pregnant." The file in his hands slipped and hit the floor. He frowned, clearly irritated. "Don't be ridiculous," he said. "This is a critical moment—my company's going public. I never planned on having a child." "It's fine. Your career matters more," I said, smiling gently. He didn't catch the meaning behind my words. I was pregnant, yes. But he wasn't the father.

After returning home from a flight, I realize that my bottle of hair conditioner has run out in the bathroom. The thing is, my husband, Carlos Zappa, doesn't use hair conditioner at all. Seeing Carlos through the frosted glass, I decide to probe him for answers. "Did any guests stay over lately? Or have you started doing hair care?" Carlos flips through the documents, which are stamped with the Zappa family crest, impatiently at my questions. "Maybe a maid accidentally toppled the bottle over when she was cleaning the bathroom. Also, why are you annoying me with such minuscule matters?" When I put on the bathrobe, I feel a ticklish sensation coming from the collar. As soon as I look down, I notice a strand of dried yellow hair being entangled in the collar. The moment the steam dissipates, I see two pairs of intertwining handprints on the bathroom's glass door. I never thought that my home would grow this popular during my one-week trip away from home. I've been married to Carlos for three years, and yet this is my first time finding out that he's actually this wild in bed. So, I secretly text my father, the Don of the Carozza family. "Dad, Carlos has cheated on me. Does the bet we made three years ago still count?"