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Rania merasa sangat sakit hati dan kecewa atas penghianatan serta kebohongan yang dilakukan oleh Farhan, suaminya. Farhan tega menceraikan Rania dan tidak mau mengakui anak yang dikandung Rania demi selingkuhannya. Bahkan, pria itu juga merampas semua harta kekayaan milik Rania peninggalan papanya. Tidak terima kekalahan, Rania pun bertekad untuk membalas dendam. Dia bersumpah akan merebut kembali semua miliknya yang telah direbut Farhan dan selingkuhannya. Akankah Rania berhasil membalaskan dendamnya kepada Farhan? Siapakah wanita selingkuhan Farhan sebenarnya dan apa tujuannya hingga dia rela menjadi orang ketiga dalam rumah tangga Rania dan Farhan? Akankah kisah Rania berakhir bahagia atau malah sebaliknya?

All Collette ever wanted was to feel true happiness, to know what it felt like to be loved, and appreciated. But when rogues murder her entire pack, that all becomes a distant dream. She was orphaned and taken in by a neighbouring pack, forced to live a life of service for their generosity. She is now known as the Silvermoon pack's biggest secret. Colette has become a pawn in this never-ending game called life. To be used in place of the Alpha's daughter when she is to marry the most feared and cold-hearted Alpha in southern Canada. Once again forced into a life she never wanted. One filled with bigger secrets and colder enemies. But what no one else knows is that Colette has a big secret of her own. Will that secret be the cause of her demise, or will it be the thing that leads her to her salvation?

"Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine.

Close your eyes and embrace the hopes beyond the clouds. Let's discover on how a future optimistic neurosurgeon and a solid amiable Rizalista will find their way towards each other despite of so many uncertainties.

She was sold by her own father and forced into a loveless marriage with the most feared mafia boss. Trapped in a world of power, violence, and silence, she has no choices—and no way out. Until she realizes the most dangerous temptation in that house isn’t her husband… It’s his son. Cold. Protective. Forbidden. He watches her from the shadows, guards her with quiet devotion, and desires her in secret. When escape becomes their only chance at freedom, they are hunted without mercy. Because in the mafia, a woman is property. And betrayal is always paid for in blood.

"NEVER AND I MEAN NEVER let anyone other than me see you in such little clothes. Have I made myself clear tesoro? " His husky voice dialed down by an octave as he spoke directly into my ear, making me shudder. His hand held firmly unto my hips as he pressed his bare chest against the thin covering of my black laced push up bra, forcing my back against the cold wall, goosebumps spread all over my olive skin. He steps back and I inhaled sharply, realising I hadn't been breathing. .・゜ Jasmine Scott; is a brown haired olive beauty, with a curvy body, slender waist and full chests. The epitome of beauty With a troubled childhood full of hell Jasmine is suffering currently with the burden of her parents choices, drowning in the abyss of her demons. Damon Blackwood; Is a self made billionaire, handsome, the most sought out bachelor in the whole New York city, drop dead gorgeous would best describe him. He is the sole owner to the Black's Empire, being only 27,Damon is not your ordinary billionaire. Whatever Damon Black desires, he gets. And the same goes for Jasmine Scott when he lays eyes on her for the first time, his desire and passion is directed to her and only her. With the demons threatening to come back to haunt Jasmine, will she be able to get rid of them? She can't deny the unmissable force that's pulling her to Damon, every single time things turn upside down whenever he's around, she looses her composure and becomes vulnerable. When a contract binds the two together for six months, what happens when their sparks fly? The sexual tension rises... Will Damon be a possible obstacle for Jasmine's freeedom? Or will their fiery passion ignite her dark skies?

“Do you take this woman to be your wife? For richer or poorer, in sickness and health, will you remain faithful to her for the rest of your life?” I looked at Bridget with deep affection and was just about to speak. “Wait!” shouted someone urgently. I turned around in confusion and looked toward the audience. There stood a man holding a baby in his arms. He said pleadingly, “Bridget, our child is hungry… could we pause the wedding for a moment?” Hearing this, everyone erupted in an uproar. It felt like a bolt of lightning had struck me. Only then did I realize that Bridget had a child with another man. Bridget hurried off the stage, then turned to me coldly and said, “I only agreed to marry you out of obligation. But the moment Vernon appeared, I knew it. There’s no one else I want to marry but him.” So, she took off the ring and dragged the man away without looking back. I stood alone at the end of the aisle and clutched the undelivered ring in my hand, as a flood of bitterness crashed through every corner of my heart.

Citra Narutama ditemukan pingsan di kamarnya pada suatu malam. Namun, yang mengerikan, polisi juga mendapati koper merah besar yang ternyata berisi mayat ibu mertua Citra sendiri, Henny Indrayani, di kamarnya sendiri yang terletak persis di depan kamar Citra. Mempertimbangkan hubungan Citra dan mertuanya yang tidak pernah akur, Citra dianggap berpotensi melakukan kejahatan itu. Lantas, apa benar Citra yang telah membunuh mertuanya sendiri? Atau, ada orang lain yang sengaja menjadikan Citra sebagai kambing hitam?

When the love of your life breaks up with you suddenly with no explanation or closure, there is no doubt that your mind would spin. Heather Smith had a perfect two-year relationship that all came tumbling to the ground on the morning of their anniversary. With a troubled heart, she fled to her parents, only to be shoved into an arranged marriage with a CEO that took her as his property.

ELARA Elara My father stole millions from the devil and ran, leaving me behind to pay the price. Nero Moretti is the ruthless King of New York’s underworld. He is cruel, cold, and utterly unforgiving. To him, I am just a debt to be collected. A pawn in his brutal game. I swore I’d never break. I swore I’d never give in to the monster who holds my leash. But the longer I stay in his gilded cage, the more I see the man beneath the monster. And the more I fear the dark, twisted heat awakening between us. In a world ruled by blood and secrets, can I survive him? Or will I lose myself to the man who owns me, body and soul? NERO She was supposed to be nothing more than leverage. Use her. Break her. Discard her. That was the plan for Petrov’s daughter. I expected fear. I expected tears. But Elara is different. And there is a fire in her eyes that refuses to die. A fire that tempts me to step closer. Keeping her close stirs a hunger I thought I buried long ago. An obsession I can’t afford. She was just collateral. A means to an end. But now, she’s the one thing I can’t bend to my will. And the only thing I will burn the world to keep.