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Our wedding anniversary also happens to be our son's birthday. A month in advance, I carefully plan a family trip for the three of us—me, my husband, and our son. But right before we're supposed to leave, both of them suddenly disappear on me. I'm left standing alone in the pouring rain, dialing their numbers. On the other end, my son's young voice comes through, sounding cold and impatient. "Dad's having dinner with Ms. Moore. We don't want to go anymore." The call ends, and I'm blocked. Later that night, they intentionally lock me out of the house. I'm left standing in the freezing cold all night long. Soaked from the rain, I come down with a high fever and develop pneumonia. Meanwhile, my husband and son are off vacationing with Sophia Moore, smiling for a happy family photo with just the three of them. And in that moment, I know this marriage has truly come to an end.

By the second year of my marriage to Quentin Lambert, we had a son. Fast forward five years, and I was basically a human cookbook, agonizing over every pinch of salt like it was rocket science. One night, Quentin tossed out, "Too much salt." And our son? He didn't even blink—he dumped the whole pot down the drain right in front of me. That's when it hit me—pure exhaustion, like a tidal wave. I told Quentin I wanted a divorce. He didn't even bother looking up. "Is that really necessary?" I nodded, my voice flat. "It is."

One day, I received a call from the property management. They politely advised me that even if it was a wedding, there was no need to make such a ruckus all night long, disturbing the neighbors. They said they were caught in the middle, and it was hard for them to deal with it. I replied, "You must be mistaken. I don't even have a boyfriend, so how could I be getting married?" Since I refused to admit it, the property management sent me a video from the community's security cameras. In the video, the hallway was decorated with lights and flowers, and guests were coming and going. A large group of people were escorting the bride into the new home. And the groom was none other than my ex-boyfriend, who I had broken up with two and a half years ago!

From a young age, she had to live under the pressure of her stepmother, after her father died of an illness, her stepmother became even more domineering, now because she wants to help her beloved son pay off his debts, he forces her to marrying a man old enough to be his father, what a dream! Such a shameless request, Grainne would honestly rather die. But she did not expect, this time Joyce was really cruel, locking her up for two days and two nights without releasing her, nor giving her any food or drink. When she could escape, she wanted to meet her lover - Brian to run away together but discovered he had an affair, too bitter she spent the night out with a strange man and the unexpected. she was pregnant with that man again, the famous cold, dark president - Carwyn

Coral learns her entire life had been a lie, she’s forced to come to terms with the fact that she comes from a long line of Pure Elemental Conjurers whose abilities and genetics are very unique in their world. Coral is told she’s a fire elemental, and not just that, she’s what society calls an Elementalist. A unique elemental with the ability to not only control the four main elements of the earth, but has an unlimited amount of power. Her rear ability has only been seen once, on her ancestor, and due to the purity of her family’s bloodline she inherited that ability from that ancestor. Coral will slowly struggle to maintain her sanity among a world of abnormalities, especially when her identity becomes revealed and everyone at the academy finds out she is the illegitimate daughter of Steven Carter and Bella Ray. This revelation puts her directly into the spotlight, and her words and actions constantly draw the attention of students. More than once, Coral will be forced down by her insecurities and fears, and the new revelations regarding her parent’s death.

Because I was a cheapskate, I rented a cheap apartment. The catch? Someone had died in it. The soundproofing of the house was bad, and I could hear my neighbor’s wife moaning every night. But my other neighbor told me that there was no one living in the apartment next to mine.

This story is about a girl and a guy both met each other and soon get married. But life doesn't always give you red roses soon one incident changes their life. What happens next? Will there love be able to overcome all hurdles ? Will there marriage survive will life give them happy ending? to know all this questions come and join the journey of vihaan and sukoon where you all witness lots of love, drama , suspense and many more emotions

In the third year of our marriage, my wife’s ex-boyfriend of eight years suddenly posted a picture on social media showing off a multi-million-dollar wedding house. His caption read: “Wow, got myself a huge villa, I’m the master of charming women!” I stared in shock at the picture, which showed my wife swiping her card at a sales office, and left a single comment: "?" A second later, my wife called to scold me. “I was just fulfilling a promise I made to him back when we were dating, buying him a house. Why are you getting mad at him?” “What? Are you really going to be so vicious as to force me to break my word?” That evening, her ex showed off another lavish post, this time flaunting a renovation bill worth hundreds of thousands. I knew it was a gift from my wife to please him. But by then, I no longer cared.

I’d been dead a month before my family even noticed. It wasn’t concern that brought them to that realization. It was my silence after the so-called “dinner” with Adam Rossi, the infamous mafia boss. My father scoffed like always,“She probably shacked up with that bastard. Too busy spreading her legs to pick up the damn phone.” My sister texted me a photo of them smiling under the Christmas tree, ornaments twinkling like nothing was wrong. Bitch, she wrote. You better talk Mr. Rossi into working with Dad, or you might as well be dead already. And my mother—once the softer one—was now colder than the frost on their windows. “I told you, we should’ve sent Gia to charm Mr. Rossi. Serena always screws things up.” They didn’t think I would die. Not until they found my body—broken, rotten, and forgotten—in Adam Rossi’s basement.

Si Kaoree Rogen ay simple lamang babae hangad niyang makatapos nang pag-aaral ngunit sa kasamang-palad ay may nangyari hindi inaasahan. Dahil rito tinulungan siya nang kanyang matalik na kaibigan, si Jez. Si Jez na naninirahan kasama ang apat pang mga lalaki. Doon ay tinanggap si Kaoree upang manilbihan at tumira sa iisang bubong kasama ang limang lalaki. Si Thaddeus, kilala bilang isa sa pinakagwapo at tahimik na lalaki sa kanilang lima. Sporty type siya at isa siyang introvert. Kabaligtaran niya ay si Latrelle, siya ay kilala hindi lang dahil sa ka-gwapuhan niyang taglay ngunit karamihan sa mga babaeng nagkakagusto sa kanya ay dine-date niya. Ang pinakaclose niya naman ay si Marcus , parehas silang makulit ni Latrelle kaya sila ang pinaka magkasundo sa lima. Hilig niya? Babae? Hindi. Mahilig siya sa paru-paro at adventurous siyang tao. Ang Heather nilang lima - Si Wyndery na sinalo ang lahat ng bagay na pinaka sa isang lalaki. Nasa kanya na ang talino, kabaitan at ka-gwapuhan. Ngunit ang kagandahan ay walang ibang sumalo kung hindi si Jez. Si Jezrielle, ang bestfriend ni Kaoree na hinding-hindi siya pababayaan. Nang makilala ni Kaoree ang apat na lalaki ay nagbago ang lahat. Lalo ng nahulog ang loob ng tatlo sa limang lalaki sa kanya. Ano nga ba ang mas mananaig? Ang pagkakaibigan, o ang puso? Ngunit paano na lang kung hindi lang pala iyon ang susubok sa kanila lalo na kay Kaoree? Pilit man na hindi alalahanin ang nakaraan ay sadyang binabalik ito ng tadhana. Ang nakaraan bang ito ang magiging sanhi upang magkawatak-watak sila o mas papatagin ang kanilang pagkakaibigan? Basahin niyo na lang ang nakakaloka! Nakakalandi! Nakaka-ugh! Walang iba kung hindi ang nobelang "A House With Heartthrobs." Mapapasabi ka na lang na, "Sana all!"