Pumpkin Time

Xena Xander returned to the past and found herself back in 1989. That year, she was thirty. Her husband, Julian Zane, was thirty-five. He had just become the youngest academician at the National Academy of Sciences. He was a national talent, and his future looked exceptionally promising. They had a pair of ten-year-old twins. Everyone said she was lucky. She was so lucky to have a good husband and sweet children. But the first thing she did after returning to the past was consult a lawyer and prepare two divorce agreements. She called Julian’s office. When the assistant realized it was her, the response was brief. “Xena, Professor Zane is busy. He doesn’t have time.” She went to the research institute to look for him, but the guard stopped her at the entrance. “Sorry, Professor Zane is unavailable right now.” After three days, she took the divorce agreement and went to see Julian’s first love. She placed the agreement in front of Moon Jensen and calmly said, “Please have Julian sign the divorce agreement. From now on, he and the two children belong to you.”

While enrolling my son in an elite school, the administrator suddenly tells me my marriage certificate is forged. "According to our records, your marital status is listed as single." "But I've been married to my husband, Chandler Leighton, for seven years!" Behind me, other parents waiting in line burst out laughing mockingly. "Did she just say Chandler Leighton? She must be dreaming." Amid their ridicule, I leave and head straight to the city hall for a confirmation. And as a wife of seven years, my marital status in the system is stated as "Single". A cold dread washes over me as I press. "Who is Chandler Leighton's legal wife?" The clerk flatly spats out a name, "Heather Hammington." It was that name again! I rush home, ready to confront Chandler, but pause just outside the door when I hear voices inside. "It's been seven years, Mr. Leighton. Do you still have no plans to grant Mrs. Leighton a legal status?" After a lengthy pause, Chandler finally answers, "Just wait a little longer. Heather lost both her parents… I'm the only one who can help her, so she needs this title." "What if Mrs. Leighton finds out?" "Danielle loves me too much to leave, even if she finds out. Once Heather has established her foothold in the business industry, I'll make it official with Danielle and give her a true marriage certificate." He sounds so certain, unaware that I'm standing just outside the door with tears streaming down my face. "You'll be disappointed, you liar." I take out my phone and dial a number I haven't called in years. "Mom, I accept the Atwoods' marriage arrangement."

Anak adalah suatu anugrah dan keinginan semua orang tua, baik lahir dalam keadaan tidak memiliki kekurangan ataupun terlahir dengan kekurangan. Salah satunya anak dari pasangan Evan dan Whindy, anak mereka terlahir dengan keadaan cacat ataupun memiliki kekurangan fisik. Oleh sebab itu Evan beserta kedua orang tuanya tidak ingin menerima kehadiran bayi itu di dalam kehidupan mereka, lalu apa yang akan Whindy lakukan?

Shirley Blakes, a very successful teenager, is sick of her life, and then the worst happens, she gets abducted, but little did she know that the abduction would change her life forever. Maxwell is a special agent, who is almost a loner. When he gets a job to rescue the senator's daughter from abductors, he has no idea that rescue mission was going to change his life forever.

Naya adalah Seorang putri kecil yang memiliki keistimewaan dan kelebihan melihat makhluk-makhluk tak kasat mata. Setelah kelahirannya kehidupannya tidak berjalan dengan mulus. Ada saja orang terdekat yang ingin mencelakakannya. Ikuti kisahnya

Une seule règle permet de survivre à la nuit : ne parle jamais à un Ange de la Mort. Ne regarde jamais un Sang-Pur dans les yeux. Parce que si tu le fais… tu es déjà mort. Violetta Noirval est une aberration : une Sang-Pur qui refuse de se nourrir. Elle se cache à la vue de tous — amphithéâtres universitaires, cafés anonymes, humanité empruntée — protégée par le seul père qu’elle ait jamais connu. Jusqu’au jour où un Ange de la Mort réduit cette vie en cendres. Un meurtre brutal. Un secret révélé. Et le pouvoir enfoui de Violetta s’éveille enfin — incandescent, incontrôlable, terrifiant. Désormais, c’est elle la chasseuse. Elle traque l’assassin jusqu’à son antre et l’anéantit dans une tempête de sang qu’elle ne pourra jamais effacer. La Brigade Anti-Vampire se rapproche. Le détective Vauclair — implacable, brillant, obsédé par le mythe des sang-purs — devrait l’arrêter sur-le-champ. À la place, il lui propose un marché : l’aider à démanteler le complot qui menace les derniers humains… ou mourir en bouc émissaire. Un marionnettiste tapi dans l’ombre. Des trahisons au cœur même de son cercle fragile. À chaque mise à mort qu’elle n’a jamais voulu commettre, le cœur de Violetta brûle plus fort. Elle pourrait sauver son espèce brisée… ou devenir l’arme qui achèvera l’œuvre de l’Ange de la Mort. Dans un monde gouverné par les monstres, la créature la plus dangereuse est peut-être la seule à croire encore à la pitié. La vraie question est : la pitié survivra-t-elle à Violetta ?

“ If this man is willing to help me, then I will give my body in exchange of his kind gesture.” -------- Twenty seven years old Madelyn Adrian, runs away from home. After being helped by a stranger, she offers him her body. She disappears from his life and never reached out to let him know she was pregnant. Seven years later and her sextuplets are asking about their father. “ Mr. Black there's a young boy waiting in your office with a delivery box. He says it's urgent.” “ Hi daddy. I'm glad to finally meet you.” “ What did you call me?” he asks with a look of surprise written out on his face. “ Daddy. You are my father, here's the paternity result.” “ I apologize for my son's behavior. Please do not pay attention to whatever he says. He's but a boy.” “ I can't let him know about the rest kids, he might take them away from me too ” “ Mr. Black, all six kids are yours. Madelyn lied to you, again.” ---- That One Night Mr. CEO; A Lifetime Game. Find out what happens in Jason's and Madelyn's love story.

My fated mate, Alpha Kaelen, rejected me seven times. The first time we bonded, he whispered against my ear, his breath hot. “From now on, my soul sings only for you.” But then his first love, the Omega Seraphina, came back for him. And just like that, he rejected me. They shared a mate’s mark from their past. It left her hopelessly addicted to his scent. “I’m sorry,” he’d said. “I have to be with Seraphina. The scent addiction is destroying her. She can’t even shift. Her wolf is weakening.” The first time he rejected me, I slashed a silver dagger across my wrist. I let the blood flow, hoping the pain would make him look at me. It worked. Kaelen was horrified. He left Seraphina for a moment and rushed to my side, holding me, comforting me. The third time, I disguised myself as an ordinary pack wolf. I got an internship at his pack headquarters, just to breathe in the air he breathed. But this time, he looked right through me, as if we were strangers. By the sixth rejection, I had learned how to calmly erase my scent from his suite. I left without a sound. My screams. My surrender. My begging. And what I got in return? Every time he was with her, the full moon would rise, and he’d call me back. Just to play the same sick game all over again. Until now. I heard Seraphina was coming back again. So I handed him the ceremonial dagger myself. He set the date for my return, just like always. He had no idea. This time, I'm the one severing the bond for good. And I am never coming back.

Introduction My Alpha mate Ethan hated me for twelve years after his childhood sweetheart Ivy died. I tried everything to win him over but he would just sneer at me coldly. "I wish it had been you who died that day instead of her." When the rogue wolves attacked our territory, Ethan still threw himself in front of me. The silver blade meant for my heart pierced his chest instead. As his life slipped away, he stared at me with those piercing blue eyes, his voice barely a whisper. "If only... I had never met you." At the funeral, Ethan's parents—the former Alpha and his mate—wept uncontrollably. "I should have honored Ethan's choice to be with Ivy," his mother sobbed. "I never should have forced the mate bond between you and him!" The pack members surrounded me with accusing eyes and bitter words. "Alpha saved you three times! Three times!" one warrior snarled. "He was the best of us. Why couldn't it have been you who died?" Everyone regretted that Ethan had been bound to me as his mate. Even I regretted it. They drove me away from the funeral like a diseased animal. For three years, I howled my prayers to the Moon Goddess every night. Finally, the great Moon Goddess granted me something impossible—a second chance. I was back in the past. This time, I would cut every tie that bound Ethan and me together.

Wanting to be love but afraid to fall... Wanting to trust but not so eager to believe... If promise of a lifetime exist, will you take the risk? Read the stories of: —Mr. and Mrs. Cruz —Mr. and Mrs. Tolentino —Mr. and Mrs. Imperial