Sisu X Raya

I raised my eyebrow, a soft “hmmm” of skepticism escaping my lips. I slowly turned away to leave, but he grabbed my hand, his fingers wrapping around mine. I tried to pull away, but he held fast, his eyes pleading me to stay. The warmth of his hand enveloped mine, a comforting sensation that gave me pause. As his fingers intertwined mine, a gentle pressure seemed to anchor me. The softness of his palm contrasted with the firmness of his grip, sending a shiver down my spine. Camilla shifted her gaze and locked it onto our intertwined fingers, her lips pursed, a gentle frown tugging at the corners of her mouth. Liam locked his eyes onto Camilla, “why do you want to leave me behind”, he said as he shifted his gaze towards me, he stared right into my eyes and said, “You should never leave your man with another woman”. A faint smile played on my lips, “I trust my man”, I whispered gently. He smiled back and replied, “But you should never trust these women”. Despite the loving beginning, Harrison's behavior towards Emily changes right after their marriage and situations became worse after they had their daughter Mia. Her biggest fear being losing her marriage, Emily faces the greatest challenge of her life when her husband Harrison divorces her. Luck befalls her as she crosses paths with Liam Grant a divorced billionaire looking for a nanny for her daughter, Emily is offered the job. Emily and Liam's relationship later develops into romance, However, her ex-husband comes back into her life claiming to be a changed man and wants to mend their broken family, Emily is caught between starting her new life with Liam and giving Harrison a second chance for the sake of her daughter.

Framed and abandoned by her pack, Eden had gone through so much pain and suffering. The pain of losing her only family is fleeting but the betrayal is even worse. The betrayal is sealed into her heart and resides in the opened wound that never let her forget the times she was tortured and reaped off her dignity by the one she loved. The face of her betrayal burned through her mind. The face she would never forgive or forget.

My mother wants his head on a silver platter, I want my baby back in my arms. Let's rewind shall we? Axel was once the one man I would give my life for. I loved him with everything in me. Our union was forbidden because of our pack's blood feud, yet, I gave up everything for him, to be with him. But soon, I realized that not all that glitters is truly gold… It was supposed to be love, but it turned out to be a game of love for him. A game where he was the cruel player and I was the dwindled pawn. An item for revenge of his pack against mine, he had called me. I became use and discard, and his pack took my baby away from me…. But what he doesn't know is that he messed with the wrong person. Because, I, Diane will not stop until I have given the cruel Alpha a taste of his own medicine Two can play this game of deceit. ******* Axel I lifted the bride’s veil and was shocked by who was behind it. Instead of my bride, Sofia, who is also my fated mate, I found Diane, the woman I used, in her place, offering me a full blown smirk. “Surprise, surprise!” Her eyes shined mischievously. “You….Where is my bride?” I roared, eyes blazing. In the next second, the cocking of a gun resounded in the room, as she pressed the pistol to my forehead. “Marry me now Alpha or Sofia dies….” She commanded. ******** Fire x fire collide under one roof once again, after a tricked marriage, none willing to succumb to defeat in a twisted game of love. Is revenge the endgame or will the intimacy from their past together consume them whole once again?

What should have been a happy moment became a disaster for Helena. She never expected the husband she loved so much, handed over the divorce papers. That's not all, because at the same time, her husband brought another woman into their home. And she was pregnant. As if that wasn't enough, Helena's mother-in-law fully supported her son's move; divorcing Helena. One thing that became main reason; Helena never got pregnant. Even though on that day, Helena brought one piece of news that she had been waiting for; her pregnancy. However, what she got made that intention undone immediately. Helena is thrown out of the house, with nothing other than her pride being trampled on. Unfortunately, they never found out who Helena really was. And when Helena feels like it's time to show everyone who has insulted her everyone who has insulted her, will Helena give them an apology? A second chance for Arden who regrets wasting Helena?

Having been rejected and banished by her father and her mate,the beta, Poor and abused Brielle was left to rot at the edge of the pack, the territory of the cruel Alpha king, Zadyre. Terrified, she finds out the king is her second chance mate, but that's not all. He wants nothing to do with her. All he wants is his heir, and then she will be killed and replaced by a woman better. Torn and rejected, she fled his kingdom, never to see him again, but what he doesn't know is she fled with what matters to his legacy, his pups. Now, five years later, they meet again, but things have changed. Zadyre wants her with every fibre of her being and would do anything to get her back, but Brielle hates him with every fibre of her being. How long would she be able to hold a grudge against his past self? How long can she act like she doesn't feel the attraction building between them? And how long does it take for him to leave her once again when he finds out she stole what mattered to him the most and ran. His HEIR.

On my wedding day, my arranged fiancé abandoned me and chose my sister instead. As I became the laughingstock of every elite guest in attendance, my business partner James Crawford shocked everyone by publicly proposing to me with a passionate declaration of love. After we married, he was incredibly attentive, especially during my pregnancy when he catered to my every need. I thought my suffering had finally ended. Until I overheard his confession to my sister: "I've only ever loved you." James's voice carried a passion I'd never heard him use with me. "Marry her? I was only after her resources, connections, and her talent for making money. She's nothing but a useful cash cow." "Now that she's pregnant, even better." His tone was coldly calculating. "With the baby, she'll be even more dependent on me, more devoted. She'll never leave." Everything I had treasured—our love, our marriage—was all a lie. Learning the truth, I turned and walked away without a word. I was done with this charade. Everything that belonged to me, I would reclaim with my own hands.

A car accident left my mother-in-law bleeding and desperate for help, but her plea was heartlessly rejected by her own daughter. Even on her deathbed, my mother-in-law's only wish was to see her one last time. However, she was busy staying by her first love's side, euthanizing his dog. "You better stay as far away from me as possible! My mom's perfectly fine!" she shouted before hanging up on me, only to spend the night tangled with her first love in a hotel room. It was not until after the cremation ceremony that she returned—carrying a birthday cake. What greeted her was not a celebration but her mother's funeral. She cried, sobbing uncontrollably, "Mom! You haven't even celebrated my birthday yet! Don't leave me!" I stared at her and pulled the divorce papers from my bag. How fitting. This time, I was leaving too.

On the day of the college entrance examination, my boyfriend's childhood friend realizes she has left her admission pass at home. He insists on going back to get it for her, but I try to stop him. In the end, she misses her liberal arts examination. Driven to despair, she jumps to her death. Later, my boyfriend and I are both admitted to Bloomdale University, the best university in the country. We build successful careers and earn seven-figure salaries—our marriage is perfect. However, on the death anniversary of my boyfriend's childhood friend, he stabs me repeatedly, taking my life. "It was your fault she died," he says. "If I had gone back to get Ginger's admission pass, she wouldn't have lost hope and taken her life." When I open my eyes again, I realize I am back on the same day of the examination. My boyfriend's anxious voice rings in my ear. "Amelia, I need to go back to get Ginger's examination admission pass." This time, I smile and say, "Go ahead. Please be careful."

My boyfriend, Allen, is a fitness coach who is cheerful, handsome, and has eight-pack abs. After getting together with me, he transferred all his female students to other colleagues and would send me daily check-in photos. In anticipation of becoming his fiancee, I happily prepared for our engagement ceremony. However, two weeks before the ceremony, I discovered a bright red lipstick mark on Allen’s workout pants. I quickly pulled up the check-in photo he had sent me that day. Through the reflection on a dumbbell, I saw a woman standing next to Allen—her lips painted in the exact same lipstick color. Most of the previous photos had flaws, but I had trusted Allen too much to notice them. Looking at his message under the photo, I let out a cold laugh. "Baby, I have to work overtime today to train a male student." He actually dared to deceive me. Just then, my phone rang. It was the wedding planning company confirming the engagement ceremony setup. I quickly responded with a confirmation. The ceremony would proceed as planned—except I had a special surprise prepared for Allen, one he would never forget.

Everyone has gathered around to play games together. The current game requires all players to transfer red wine to each other via our mouths. Before my fiance, Teodoro Lamperti, is able to transfer the wine to me, his female best friend, Cristina Ghedini, shoves me away before kissing him on the mouth right away. "What are you doing? Today is Serafina's big day, you know!" Teodoro might be complaining on the outside, yet he's patting Cristina gently on the back. The atmosphere in the villa becomes eerily silent. Everyone stares at me as I sit on the floor in a wretched manner. Cristina merely smiles nonchalantly. Then, she leans against Teodoro's shoulder. "Don't be so petty, Serafina. Teodor and I are as thick as thieves since we were kids. We're used to sharing everything together." Teodoro begins advising me as well. "It's just a game, Serafina. You've always been gracious, haven't you? Don't act like a sore loser." Everyone thinks that I'll explode into rage and flip the table of food over, like I had done in the past. But this time, I just draw to my feet and take off the engagement ring. Then, I slide it onto Cristina's finger. "This ring is yours now. Congratulations on your marriage. Remember to invite me to your wedding."