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Today is the sixth time my girlfriend, Shirley Lake, is supposed to meet my parents. My parents and I wait at the restaurant for four whole hours. I call her over and over again, but she never picks up. Just as I'm about to try one last time, I see Shirley's childhood sweetheart, Joshua Solomon, post a picture on his Instagram, with the location tagged at a suburban hotel. The picture shows a woman's pale back, one shoulder bare, with a striking red spider lily tattoo visible on her skin. Underneath the picture was the caption, "We'll make it from 18 to 80." A mutual friend comments, "First-love couples are the sweetest!" I silently hit the like button, then comment, "Make sure to get buried together when you die. And don't come back to haunt anyone else."

"Do you love me, Divya?", my voice booms against the wall. "I do. I hell do Karan", she whispers into my ears. "You're a liar. You're such a big liar. If you've ever loved me, you would've never taken this revenge from me", I yell at her. Despite knowing her love for me, I deny to accept it since she has left no choice for me. "I love you, Karan", she sobs. "Lie", I say in a cold voice. "Trust me", tears flowed through her eyes. "Prove it", I demand in a husky voice. "How?" "Turning off the game of revenge", I clutch her hairs tightly as she hisses. "I can't", that's all she replies. Book is on hold for now. Follow @niharika_nafisa on Instagram to get notified about future updates.

"Aku Mencintaimu lebih dari apapun, Kirani Adriani," bisik Adi ke telinga sang istri tercinta. "Jangan kau kira aku akan mudah tertipu dengan mulut manismu, Mas Adi," balas Rani menahan perih. Kebahagiaan Rani seketika menghilang. Hatinya hancur lebur saat melihat noda merah di kerah baju Adiーsuaminya. Dia berharap dapat hidup bahagia bersama suaminya hingga maut memisahkan mereka. Namun nyatanya, hanya menyisakan kepedihan. Rani memilih untuk menutup mata saat mengetahui sosok pelakor yang hadir menghancurkan rumah tangganya. Rani berusaha bangkit dari keterpurukan. Karena hidup harus terus berjalan, bukan? Siapa pelakor itu? Akankah rumah tangga Rani dan Adi tetap bertahan? Instagram: Nana_rostia91 FB: Nana Nafaqih Nhana Salam hangat, Nana

Três meses antes do casamento, meu namorado postou no Instagram a certidão de casamento dele com minha irmã adotiva, junto com fotos da barriga de grávida dela. A legenda dizia: [Finalmente demos as boas-vindas ao nosso pequeno, dentro da lei.] Minha irmã comentou com um emoji de vergonha. Minha mãe até curtiu e escreveu: [Quando o bebê nascer, eu cuido dele para vocês aproveitarem o romance de vocês.] Não aguentei e comentei um ponto de interrogação. No mesmo instante, fui bombardeada com mensagens furiosas dele: [É só um casamento de um ano pra ajudar ela! Depois que o bebê nascer, eu volto pra você, pra que tanta pressa?]

Rencana hidup baru yang dibangun Agnes hancur setelah delapan tahun ia terpuruk. Kehadiran cinta pertama Agnes telah memporandakan titik kehidupannya. Tidak ada cinta, selain menyakiti Agnes dan menginginkan perempuan itu kehilangan jabatannya. Di sisi lain, Gerald Ogawa tidak akan pernah melupakan pengkhianatan Agnes, termasuk saat dirinya melihat bayi mungil dalam gendongan Agnes. Ia membalaskan rasa sakit hati dengan mempermainkan jabatan Agnes. Bisakah Agnes bertahan dengan sifat buruk Gerald yang sekarang? Sedangkan ada anak yang harus ia besarkan dengan status single parent. Lalu, bagaimana jika akhirnya satu per satu titik kehidupan tersingkap layaknya bumerang yang menghancurkan hati mereka? “Dua hati yang pernah jatuh bersama.” Instagram @jasmineeal

I've been dating the country's most eligible bachelor for two years. My base salary is $2 million, with bonuses based on performance. Holding hands costs $10,000, putting an arm around his waist is $20,000, and a kiss on the lips is a bit pricier at $50,000. As for certain bedroom activities, well, those come with a whole different price tag. Brad is fair-skinned and handsome, appearing only once a month – he's practically a walking Tiffany's diamond. Life is so sweet, it's easy to get complacent if you're not careful. One night, a DM popped up on Instagram from a stranger. "If you trust me, check your boyfriend's phone." "?" "I'm his girlfriend." "Am I the third party or are you the third party?" "You're third, I'm fourth." "Let's meet and talk details."

Ketika dua insan saling mencinta, namun benteng besar menghalangi cinta mereka. Dua insan yang memiliki rasa trauma membuat mereka tak berani menyatakan cintanya satu sama lain. Ayunda yang sadar jika ia telah jatuh cinta pada CEO di tempatnya bekerja namun ia tak berani mengungkapkan perasaanya. Begitupula sebaliknya, Nathan yang sadar jika ia telah jatuh cinta pada Sekertarisnya namun trauma pada dirinya membuat ia tak mau membawa Ayunda kedalam hidupnya. Hingga akhirnya, apakah kekuatan cinta mampu menyatukan mereka berdua? Atau sebaliknya, mereka memilih tak saling bersama dan hanya memendam perasaan mereka satu sama lain?. Update setiap hari, jangan lupa untuk selalu review dan vote ya! Supaya Author semangat nulisnya. Untuk informasi update novel, bisa follow Instagram resmi Author. @chintyajuliantari

"Are you sure?" voiced Alexander huskily. "Yes. I will never fall in love with you. I accepted this marriage because of my ambitions. Once I will reach my goal then I am going to divorce you." Anastasia pronounced with a stern look. "Why do you think I will divorce such a beautiful woman?" Alexander with a smirk said. "You will fall for me, Ana," he stated with a confident tone. Anastasia Spanos was married to Alexander Adamos on her grandfather's order. But not because she was in love with him but because she wanted to make her grandparents happy and fulfil her ambition of being selected as the potential Inheritor of her grandfather's company. The jobless and penniless guy, Alexander Adamos married Anastasia but with a motive to take revenge. Let's dive into the story of Anastasia Spanos and Alexander Adamos to know more!! ~~~~~~~~~ Cover is not mine and is taken from Pinterest. So, the rights go to its truthful owner. Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight_pcy

I died on the day I was supposed to receive the Pack’s Distinguished Service Award. Three hours after I died, my parents, my brother, and my mate were just wrapping up the graduation party they’d thrown for my sister. While my sister, Ella, was posting a cozy family photo on Instagram, I was locked in our basement, using my tongue to swipe on my phone and call for help. The only person who answered was my mate, Ryan. All he said was, "Sophie, cut the drama. Ella's graduation party is important. Enough with the tantrums!" This was the ninety-ninth time they had let me down. And the last. I lay in a pool of my own blood, my lungs still. They thought I was just throwing a fit, hiding somewhere. That if they taught me a lesson, I’d come crawling back. But they didn't know. I was home the whole time. I was already dead.

My fiancé, Dominic, heir to the Carvalho crime family, vanished for four days. I thought a rival family had put a bullet in his head. Then I saw his ex’s Instagram story. A shot of them in bed. The caption: He still knows every inch of me. His face was hidden, but his hand wasn't. And on it, the ring I gave him, resting on her skin. That night, Dominic came home. He brought me white roses, my favorite. I asked him why. Why he'd lie. Why he'd sleep with her. He brushed it off. Just a "misunderstanding." I was done. I threw the ring in his face. Burned the wedding dress. Told him we were over. He thought I was just throwing a fit. He didn't get it. Not until he realized I was walking away for good. Then he panicked. Begged me to come back.