Song At End Of Hangover 2

I never thought I'd end up severely injured and lose my baby on my wedding day. That day, I walked toward my husband full of excitement, only to watch him rush right past me and straight into the arms of his secretary. Confused, I turned around and saw someone in a wedding dress lying on the ground, blood pooling beneath her. It was his secretary, Quinn Fable. Steve York, my soon-to-be husband, panicked and scooped her up, but Quinn stared at me with tearful eyes, crying, “Summer, I ate the candy you gave me… Why would you want to hurt my baby? Please, Steve, save our child… please…” Steve was beside himself with rage. Without a second thought, he kicked me hard in the stomach. I collapsed into the champagne tower, shards of glass embedding into my skin. Blood poured from between my legs. Yet, they still clung to each other, crying bitterly as if I didn't exist. When the ambulance arrived, they didn't even hesitate to push me aside to save her first. “Forget about her!” Steve shouted. “Save Quinn! She's lost so much blood. She must be in terrible pain! As for Summer, that vicious witch… she deserves to die!” Due to the delay, I suffered a ruptured uterus and missed the window for proper treatment. And as if that wasn't enough, Steve personally announced that our marriage was null and void. He marched straight to the clerk's office with Quinn and made it official. On my ICU bed, I received a text from him. “Pack your things and get out. Quinn wants you out of her sight.”

The kindergarten was engulfed in flames. My four-year-old daughter was trapped inside. I pleaded desperately with my firefighter husband, "Nina is upstairs!" He snapped impatiently, "You're just trying to stop me from saving Dana's daughter. How could you be so cruel? Dana is fragile. If she loses her child, it will destroy her. She won't survive this." That night, he emerged from the fire carrying Dana's daughter, instantly becoming a hero. Even at midnight, when I wept by the side of our daughter's ashes, he was still with Dana. "Samuel Leif, you'll pay for this!"

Mereka sudah menunjukkan tandanya sejak satu bulan yang lalu. Pemerintah takkan pernah acuh, tak pernah ada yang percaya akan mitos murahan itu. Satu-dua orang takkan cukup untuk mendengungkan sesuatu yang sudah dianggap mati. Hari itu ... Kamis, 20 Februari 2020. Sebuah bencana yang seharusnya tak pernah menginjakkan kaki ke dataran itu akhirnya terjadi. Langit mendadak tak lagi menampakkan birunya, polusi tak bisa lagi mengalahkan awan hitam yang menutupi langit Jakarta. Suara kelakson kendaraan yang saling sahut tak lagi terdengar, udara yang terasa sesak kini tergantikan dengan angin kencang yang membentuk pusaran besar, bercampur petir, bercampur dengan guntur yang menggelegar. Tornado itu ... akhirnya datang juga. Pembuka gerbang dari dunia yang telah lama mati.

Sarah's life takes an unexpected turn when she's forced into a loveless marriage to an old man. Determined to break free and follow her dreams, Sarah escapes, only to find herself caught up in new troubles. Can Sarah overcome the challenges and protect her newfound freedom and love?

My mother-in-law spreads lies about me having contracted an STD during my sister-in-law's wedding. When I hear this, I want to demand an explanation. However, my sister-in-law stops me and begs me to prioritize her happiness since it's her wedding. I hold myself back and wait until the reception is over. Later, my mother-in-law merely sweeps the matter under the rug and say she doesn't remember anything because she was drunk. However, the lies spread like wildfire. My neighbors scorn me, and my colleagues isolate me, treating me like a walking bacteria. I become dispirited from the constant mental distress and end up getting knocked by a car when I leave the house one day. I die from the accident. When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the day my mother-in-law lies about me having contracted an STD.

Jack Ingleton uses a business trip as an excuse to rendezvous with his lover again. Before I can process this, the private investigator I hired gives me an update—Jack's lover is pregnant! I want to wreak havoc and leave them to die, but it turns out Jack's scheming to kill me so he can marry his lover! Now that I know everything, I prepare a counterattack. Sorry, but my plan will be put into action before yours!

Seorang anak kecil berusia 8 tahun bernama Li Lin, mengalami suatu tragedi yang sangat memprihatinkan. Wilayah yang dipimpin oleh keluarganya dijajah oleh orang-orang yang tak berperikemanusiaan. Setiap laki-laki dijadikan budak dan wanita-wanita sebagai pemuas nafsu. Anak-anak kecil ditawan dan didik untuk menjadi pembunuh. Aku tidak akan sudi menjadi boneka kalian! Li Lin membangkang. Seseorang menusuk kedua bola mata Li Lin, hingga membuatnya buta. Dengan mengandalkan insting dan pendengaran, anak itu berusaha melarikan diri. Tiba-tiba, Li Lin mendengar suara. Suara tersebut berasal dari pedang kayu yang diberikan oleh temannya, Renggin Ang. "Mari buat perjanjian. Biarkan aku bersemayam dalam tubuhmu. Sebagai balasannya, aku akan membantu semua masalahmu." Apakah roh pedang kayu tersebut benar-benar akan membantu Li Lin? Atau justru menjadikan sebab terjadinya malapetaka? Sangat disarankan membaca LDN SERI 1 terlebih dahulu.

The only way to earn the forgiveness of her pack after a grave mistake in her past, Zenith has to marry the Beta of Elvader pack but what happens when she realizes that her mate is the Alpha of that same pack who is only interested in flings. Will she use or head or follow her heart?

The proposal Aurora had dreamed of? A total sham. Just a stunt by her boyfriend, Marco, to make his first love, Sofia, jealous. The second she said, "I do," Sofia stormed in, tears and all, wailing that she'd changed her mind—that she couldn't let him marry someone else. And just like that, they were in each other's arms, celebrating their grand reunion. Meanwhile, Aurora stood there, the punchline to a cruel joke.

I was six months pregnant when my husband's childhood sweetheart showed up on Christmas Eve, pregnant too, demanding her place in his life. Smiling, I welcomed her in. "Come on in. Make yourself at home." In my previous life, I had forced my husband to kick Shirley out. She collapsed from low blood sugar and froze to death that very Christmas Eve. Matthew did not hold it against me. On the contrary, he softened, stayed by my side and took care of me while I waited to give birth. However, when the baby came, despite being an obstetrician himself, Matthew sent our healthy newborn son straight to the morgue. I begged him desperately, but his face was twisted with hatred. "If you hadn't been so petty and dramatic, Shirley wouldn't have died along with her baby!" "You're heartbroken over your son? Then go freeze to death too. Pay for Shirley’s life with your own life." Just like that, I opened my eyes again, back to the moment Shirley arrived on Christmas Eve.