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Dasaev, a country that is divided into two districts; the Søren and Nuere. It is everyone's dream to be able to move on to the first district, Søren, and one of them is Kierra Vergara. She's just one step closer to her reverie when a man in an all-black outfit, named Coen Montero, ruined everything. Can two different persons from other divisions be actually one?

After my stepsister, Jennifer Nichols, died in a tragic accident, Julian Asher hated me for ten whole years. He was the youngest star attorney in Vaxton Bay. He was always calm and composed, yet he never once hid his disgust toward me. I gave up everything for him: my education, my family, my friends, even the inheritance I was meant to receive. I stayed by his side through the grueling bar exam and the brutal early days of his career. But all he ever said was, "Miley, if you really want to please me, go ahead and die." The only woman he ever loved in this lifetime was my stepsister. And I realized that far too late. It wasn't until a fire broke out unexpectedly in the courthouse archives and I was trapped upstairs that something changed. Julian ran in to save me. The blaze devoured everything in its path. In the end, he shoved me out of the rubble. The collapsing steel beams crashed down on him. Blood spilled everywhere. Outside the operating room, I fell to my knees, begging the heavens to let him live. Before he died, he left me one final message with the doctor. "Miley, I hope we never meet again in the next life." At his funeral, his mother slapped me hard across the face—again and again. "You're a cursed wretch. Killing Jennifer wasn't enough for you; now you've killed my son too. I never should've agreed to let Julian marry you." His father dragged me to my knees by my hair, forcing me to kneel. "This is all my fault. I was too soft-hearted. Julian saved you three times, and all you ever brought him was misery!" Everyone believed I was the reason Julian died. And deep down, I believed it too. In the end, I slit my wrists and took my own life—only to awaken back in university, at the very moment we was supposed to get engaged. This time, I made a choice. I would not chase after him again. I would step aside and let him be with the one he loved most—my stepsister, Jennifer.

Forbidden love, that’s what came to mind by Yvo De Luna when he fell in love with Karadine Monteza, the daughter and the heir of the leader syndicate in the city of Eldefonso, Renato Monteza. Yvo is one of the personnel of Renato Monteza and it got inevitable that he was closed with Karadine, the first lady who could shown him an arrogance and braviness. That if not because of their agreement for some things, he would not see the genuine heart of her. Yvo and Karadine have easily fell in love to each other. But when Renato Monteza has find out their closeness to each other, it was the time that they got separated their path together. Karadine has stayed in the mansion for few months and got warned from any illegal transactions of her father to other clients, simply because, she had the trust of taking care before for her father’s business. The reason why their Yvo’s meeting have became elusive as well as the foundation of love that they build together have been shattered. However, it was true that a forbidden thing is really fun to do. The reason why it could provoke them to comply with their desire to love each other in the midst of illegal ways where they were living. And despite of the weapon that serve as their defense everyday, will they going to defense their love despite of the forbidden love?

She is a to die for beauty, twenty-seven years without a husband or boyfriend, her first love who she never got to make hers is the only man she has ever learned to love and was it. People have been calling her a spinster unknowingly o her. And the first day someone calls it to her face, it was him, the most wanted bachelor in the country. But no one knows him, he is a mysterious man known worldwide but no one knows his real identity. Her rock-hard heart skips when she hears his voice for the first time, “You are mine for tonight, spinster Kira” “Then you will be my boyfriend, I am no spinster.”

Malia Morris was a struggling freelance model, but her life turned upside down when Timothee James, a famous CEO of a modeling agency offered her to disguise as Bianca Wilson, the top-model in the country. Timothee was desperate to save his crumbling company and the only option he have is to marry Bianca Wilson but she was secretly suffering from a deadly disease. However, Malia bore a perfect resemblance to Bianca that their charade became more convincing but Malia found herself falling for Timothee. Will their fake marriage become real? But what if the love of his life awakens from her coma? Will Malia able to hold onto Timothee's heart when his greatest love returns?

Revenge is sweet but love is so much sweeter! Phoenix Beaumont had no place in his life for a serious relationship. For him, women were expensive toys to play with for a day or two and then move to another. So, Genie Mitchell saw no problem working part-time for the playboy doctor. He wasn’t attracted to her since he hated all women and she needed his money to pay her bills, so it was a win-win situation. That is why Genie saw nothing wrong in accepting her boss’s proposal: to accompany Phoenix to a medical conference as his fake lover. He was willing to pay good cash for her… services, so Genie saw nothing wrong in saying ‘yes’. While spending time with Phoenix, she discovered that the gorgeous, sexy doctor wasn’t who she thought he was. That in his presence, she was not who she thought she was.

Ever since my CEO husband returned from his business trip, he's been acting strange. His hugs are stiff, and his kisses are empty. Even when we're intimate, something just feels off. When I ask him why, he just smiles and says he's tired from work. But everything falls into place the moment I see his first love stepping out of his Maybach, her body covered in hickeys. That's when I finally give up. I don't argue or cry. I just smile… and tear up the 99th love coupon. Once, he wrote me a hundred love letters. On our wedding day, we made a promise—those letters would become 100 love coupons. As long as there were coupons left, I'd grant him anything he asked. Over the four years of our marriage, every time he left me for his first love, he'd cash in one. But what he doesn't know is that there are only two left.

It's more like a war a woman finding out her husband is getting married in less than twenty one days. She's ruined her marriage by ignoring her husband for so many months and he took drastic decisions of adding another wife. That is tragic because he is deeply in love with his first wife. He got married to the President's daughter and she is hellbent on ruining his perfect home alongside their daughter. She is the real definition of cunning, manipulative and nefarious human. Her love merged to the world of obsession, she is taking over her own life. Things happened, life got ruined in less than twenty one days. It is up for both women to find their destiny and what karma has in store for them.

Auxerre Kailani Vixen is the epitome of elegance, intimidation, bravery, beauty, and brains. She’s the unica hija of the Vixen family, and because of that, the expectations of her were always high. Handling her family’s company and exceeding their expectations was always her dream and she wouldn’t give that up, never…but everything changed when he came. Hubert Atticus Zaveri, a rich playboy but has good morals. A one night stand will be the reason why they crossed paths in the first place, but they live in two different worlds and they are very different from each other. That’s already enough proof to say that they won’t work out. But it doesn’t end there…family’s clashing, friends fighting, other people wanting to bring them down, and them against each other. That’s basically their life…it’s like even the world is preventing them from being happy. Will they be able to fight for their love? Or will the accept fate and just let go?

Jessica came to her senses under the bed of her fiancé and good friend’s, regaining her IQ, and couldn’t go back ever since. The douchebag: “Jessica, prepare a birthday gift to celebrate my dad’s birthday.” “Sorry, now I am the chairman, it is him who should pay tribute!” Jessica’s scum girlfriend: “Jessica, can you let me host the marriage show?” “You said that you haven’t experienced the pure love, so don't even think about it!” Jessica tore off the fake masks of the scumbags’ and turned to a pair of ink eye pupils: “It does feel cool to slap others, but don’t forget what your identity is!” “What identity?" Christian Maddox held her waist lightly, his face without missing a beat: “You should ask the little prince in your belly...”