Scarlett O'hara Gone With The Wind

On Christmas Eve, while her husband takes their son to watch fireworks with his first love, Justine Payne finally makes up her mind—she's getting a divorce. They've been married for five years. To everyone else, she's the lucky woman with the perfect life. She has a devoted husband and a smart, adorable son. But only she knows the truth—her husband has never let go of his first love. Even worse, the child she nearly died giving birth to can't wait to replace her with someone else. So, Justine decides to set them both free—a husband whose heart doesn't truly belong to her and a son who can't wait to replace her. She refuses to keep holding on to love that isn't returned.

En el año en que mi novio, Nelson Castro, estaba más a la miseria, sin un peso, lo dejé. Después, se convirtió en el gran boss de la mafia y puso a trabajar a medio mundo, con sus métodos más bajos, para obligarme a casarme con él. La gente cuchicheaba que yo era su primer amor, su obsesión, la mujer que de verdad le importaba. Pero luego, se paseaba con una mujer distinta cada noche, y yo terminé siendo el hazmerreír de todos. A pesar de la humillación, nunca hice un escándalo. Me encerraba en mi cuarto, en silencio, para no interferir con sus asuntos. Una noche, fuera de sí, Nelson me besó con furia y me preguntó casi en un susurro: —¿No tienes celos? Pero en realidad... lo que él no sabía era que yo estaba enferma. Él podía comprar al mundo entero con su dinero, usar la violencia, las amenazas y lo que fuera, podía forzar este matrimonio y acostarse cada noche con las mujeres que quisiera. Pero no tenía ni idea de que a mi vida solo le quedaban siete días.

Born to the royal family of the White Fur Park in the kingdom of Alacia, Emal was a seventeen years old teenage boy of the royal family of the pack. Powerless and wolfless unlike every other wolves in the pack, he was constantly bullied by his peers and family. He tried everything in his power to be like everyone—if at all he couldn't be more than them as required by his royal status, all to no avail. Not until he met her. A torrential rain that calms a wildfire. A tiger that makes friend with it's hunter. She is Arya, the one with two shocking identities. The last bloodline of the most powerful beings to ever exist who are believed to have gone extinct. They became the closest friends ever, always standing up for themselves and protecting each other. They stick together always like a kangaroo and it's newborn. Slowly, he discovered himself, his powers began to awaken. But an unforseen gust of wind created distance between them. It's yet to know if they will end up killing each other under the deceptive game of destiny! One protects, the other kills! Who will decide the victory after all? The trial begins anyway.

She’s not who he thinks she is. He never would’ve fallen for her if he knew the truth. All Bianca wanted was a quiet escape. A chance to mourn in peace before returning to a life in shambles after a public scandal. Pretending to be rising supermodel Britney O'Prey? Definitely not her smartest move. Especially not on Cupid’s Cove, the private island owned by tech billionaire and notorious playboy, Will Hunter. Every year, Will invites a hundred elite guests to his personal paradise, offering pleasure with no strings attached. Once on Cupid's Cove, he sets his sights on Britney. She’d be the face of his new airline. He’d get a one and done hook up. It should have been that simple. Until they meet. She’s not what he expected. Sinfully beautiful yes, but also fiery, witty, and clearly running from something. Far too complicated for the likes of him. He should’ve walked away. Instead, he welcomes the challenge. He wants her. Badly. When he finally seduces her, he’s convinced a one night stand will cure his obsession. He’s wrong. One night becomes two, then a month-long tryst neither of them can quit. But Bianca is hiding more than her identity. She's a broken hearted woman with nothing left to give. She told herself it was just a fling. He told himself she was just another fuck. Now he's falling fast... And she has no idea what to do. Because the woman he can't keep his hands off doesn't exist. Does she take a leap of faith and offer him the truth about who she is? Will he want the real woman behind the lie? Or was the fantasy all he ever truly loved?

Can a Christmas angel fix a meet-cute gone wrong? Memory Wilson is supposed to meet Dakota Brooks and fall in love. When a sudden gust of wind from a startled angel prevents that from happening, their paths never intersect. Can Memory's recently departed, beloved Grandma Helen come back to Christmas Falls, Indiana, in disguise and bring Memory and Dak together? Or will Memory's assumption that Dak is just a money-greedy real estate developer keep her from falling in love? If you enjoy sweet Christmas romances with heavenly themes, then you'll love Christmas Memory!

Hara only desired to raise her expectant child away from her abusive and unfaithful partner, Roland. She chose the Red Cross pack, the strongest pack in the werewolf kingdom, as her safe haven. She gets a job as a waitress at a bar, which is as typical as any other job until she meets Ryder, the Alpha of the Red Cross pack and the owner of the bar. As soon as he sees the expectant Hara, who is also his destiny mate, he falls in love with her. Hara was caught in a tricky dilemma. No matter how she viewed it, the convoluted situation she found herself in could not end well. Not while her heart yearns for the enticing stranger who claimed to be her destined partner. Not when Roland returned and requested a second chance. Especially when she realizes there are so many secrets to be revealed. Would she be capable of making the right choices? Would she return to the man she once loved or stay with the man who loved her? Join Hara on her perilous quest to find happiness. ********************************* Having him so close was enough to shatter my resolve and rekindle my desire for him. His possessive grasp around my waist caused me to collide with him. When I glanced up, our foreheads touched. He closed his eyes while emitting a howl that would make any werewolf weak in the knees. "Ryder.." "You're mine, Hara. I knew it from the instant I laid eyes on you. And every time I fucked you senseless, that was me declaring, you're mine and mine alone."

At nine months pregnant, I was in the final stretch of my term, and my body heavy with a baby due any day. But my husband, Vito Falcone, underboss of the family, had locked me away. He held me in a sterile underground medical room and injected me with a labor suppressant. As I screamed in agony, he coldly told me to endure it. Because his brother's widow, Scarlett, was expected to go into labor at the exact same time. A blood oath he'd made with his late brother declared that the firstborn son would inherit the family's lucrative West Coast territory. "That inheritance belongs to Scarlett's child," he said. "With Daemon gone, she is utterly alone and destitute. You have my love, Alessia. All of it. I just need her to deliver safely. Then it's your turn." The drug was a constant, agonizing torment. I begged him to take me to a hospital. He grabbed me by the throat, forcing me to meet his icy gaze. "Stop the act! I know you're fine. You’re just trying to steal the inheritance." "To get ahead of Scarlett, you'll stop at nothing." My face was ashen. My body convulsed as I managed a desperate whisper. "The baby's coming. I don't care about the inheritance. I just love you, and I want our child to be born safely!" He sneered. "If you were really that innocent, if you had an ounce of love for me, you wouldn't have forced Scarlett to sign that prenup, waiving her child's inheritance rights." "Don't worry, I'll be back for you after she's given birth. you're carrying my own flesh and blood, after all." He kept a vigil outside Scarlett's delivery room all night. It was only after seeing the newborn in her arms that he remembered me. He finally sent his second in command, Marco, to release me. But when Marco finally called, his voice was shaking. "Boss... the missus and the baby... they're gone." In that moment, Vito Falcone shattered.

Setiap wanita memiliki impian pernikahan dan rumah tangganya. Membangun dengan rasa saling mencinta. Menghabiskan sisa hidup bersama dengan membesarkan buah cinta dengan bahagia, tetapi ... bagaimana dengan Hara? Ia juga wanita dengan impian yang sama. Namun, takdir memaksanya menikah dengan pria yang tak ia cinta. Harus menghadapi wanita yang dicintai suaminya, dan kejamnya ibu mertua. Apakah Hara mampu mempertahankan bahtera rumah tangga? Di sisi lain, pernikahan itu adalah permintaan terakhir sang ibu sebelum meninggal dunia.

During a company retreat to Colmar, I found out my boyfriend was going to propose at sunset, surrounded by colleagues. Instead, in the golden light, he dropped to one knee with a ring in hand in front of someone else. “Lana, I’m ready to be the father of your child. Will you marry me?” Lana, the woman Mark had loved for ten years, his unforgettable first love. I stared at the two, watching them embrace. Then I quietly turned away, booked myself a trip three days out, and went home for an arranged date. A year later, I ran into him again when I returned to the country. Mark’s eyes were bloodshot as he grabbed my wrist. “Rosie, you’re finally back. Don’t leave me again…”

Scarlett was accused of murder and was outcast from her pack, she met with Prince Andre who has been with a wrong mate for seven years which is why the prince never had a child for seven years. Prince Andre met with Scarlett ended up marking her, he tried to resist her but he couldn’t. Scarlett got pregnant and walk away. Khelaine the wrong mate of prince Andre found Scarlett who needed help, she offer to help her in exchange of her pups . Scarlett agreed but later on refused the offer. Khelaine had announced her fake pregnancy to the entire kingdom. Khelaine will do anything to get the babies from Scarlett while Scarlett will do anything to keep her Pups away from Khelaine. Will Andre ever find out the truth about his babies?