Novel & Cerita Sorry To Say Artinya

"A FORCED MARRIAGE. A RUTHLESS CLAUSE. HE DOESN'T WANT A WIFE—HE WANTS A WHORE IN HIS BED EVERY SINGLE NIGHT." At eighteen, Helen Rossi was handed over like a piece of property to settle a debt. Her older sister fled, but the contract remained unchanged: Helen was dragged to the altar as the replacement. She is young, untouched, voluptuous, and possesses a fierce, unbroken spirit. Damian Vance is thirty years old, and he owns Chicago. He is an arrogant, brutal, and sadistic billionaire CEO, used to ruling both his empire and his private erotic nightclub with an iron fist. He doesn’t want romance; he demands a submissive bitch in his bed who will obey his every dark command. The terms of the contract are clear and ruthless: daily sexual servitude, and a male heir in less than two years. To Damian, it doesn’t matter which Rossi is standing at the altar. Helen will be forced to spread her legs and lie in his bed every single night. He thinks he can easily break her pride through fear and pain. But this substitute bride has teeth—and she is going to bite back.

Damien was in love with Emma for as long as he could remember. His love for her was pure and he could do anything for her and he hoped to confess to her how he felt but as they say, not everything in life goes the way we want. On hearing about her upcoming wedding, his pure love for her turned into an obsession and vowing to make her his at any costs.

" A love can be cured by another love, as a poison is often driven out by another poison." Vladimir, a pureblood has no interest in life after losing his loved ones in unclear circumstances. He no longer feeds and wants to join them. But his daily life is turned upside down when his servants bring him a special offering. A young woman with an empty gaze. Luxiana, an abandoned princess wants only one thing, to die no matter how. Her life has never been easy and prefers to renounce it. What would the meeting between these two broken souls with deep distress give? Can the bitter flavor of tears be replaced by the sweet bite of a soothing love? Will Vladimir and Luxiana be able to overcome the demons of the past, these obsessional and dark feelings that drive them, to be able to taste happiness? Or the regrets, sorrows, and pains of the past will get the better of them.

When I was five months pregnant, I was kidnapped by a group of thugs. They used my phone to call my brother, Jeremy Wirkola, and my husband, Grant Sanders, to demand a ransom of ten million, but no one answered. I was tortured and assaulted until I was barely alive. When I was finally rescued, Jeremy cried and promised to avenge me. Grant was in tears too. He vowed to get me treated. However, while under the haze of anesthesia, I overheard Grant's cold voice outside the door. “Jessie is waiting for a bone marrow, but don’t forget to remove Ashlyn’s uterus. Just tell her the injuries were too severe to save it. Oh, and get the best surgeon for her. She’s afraid of pain.” His assistant hesitated. He was clearly uncomfortable. “Mr. Sanders, isn’t this going too far?” Grant paused for a second before he replied firmly. “She refused to donate her bone marrow to Jessie and even used the baby as an excuse. She’s selfish. Besides, if we don’t do this, how can I bring back Jessie and our child into the family? As for Ashlyn, she’s my wife. I’ll make it up to her for the rest of my life. She used to bully Jessie with her status, which resulted in Jessie suffering from depression and almost killing herself. It’s time she paid the price for it.” As I listened to his heartless words, something inside me shattered completely. Since they had chosen to sacrifice me for Jessie, let them have what they wanted then.

Louiza's mom died two years ago and after the funeral her stepdad constantly demands money from her. Her stepsister (Elena) she thought used to like her and was always caring, changes to the opposite when her mom dies. After a year, Elena leaves Louiza and her dad to a pack and lies that she got a decent job out of the country meanwhile she's a sex doll for Alpha's. Louiza's stepdad (Voss) beats her constantly when she's not able to provide money and he blames her for her mom's death. Voss forces Louiza to sign a contract marriage between her and two Alphas. To clear her mind of everything Louiza ends up having a one night stand with her mates whom she gave her virginity. Then next day she is taken to meet whom she was sold to, and finds out they are also her mate. A few days after she arrived, the Alphas hadn’t touch her yet but she finds out she’s pregnant and that could only mean that she is pregnant for the guys she saw at the club. She became the Alphas favourite, making all their girls jealous till the plotted against her, bullied her whenever they saw her. Elena hears the rumors, and angrily plot against Louiza. She hears Louisa phone call for being pregnant for someone else. She uses it to treathen Louiza to leave the Alphas. Elena gets angry that the Alphas are still concerned and reports the pregnancy to the Alphas. Elena with the help of Ethan (the beta) stabs Louiza , The Alphas run a test and realise they kids are theirs. Louisa and the Alphas find out they met since the one night stand. Elena is sentenced to death and Ethan is thrown out of the pack for his schemes.

Valerie was the love of Brian’s life but she saw his devotion as manipulation and despise him. After the tragic loss of her mother, Valerie felt she had nothing left to live for and vanished without a trace. Her step-sister, Jane, reveled in her disappearance. Seizing the opportunity, she wove a web of lies - accusing Brian of murdering Valerie. She whispered poison into his parents' ears, claiming they had been lovers before he turned violent. To her delight, they believed her over their own son. Now, Jane had one demand: marriage. To silence her and "protect" their family's reputation, Brian’s parents forced him to agree. But behind his cold obedience burned a deadly resolve - he would kill her before their honeymoon ever began. On the wedding day, Jane stood at the registry in her lavish gown, triumphant. Brian was ready to leave the house with his family, his heart steeled for vengeance. Then, a stranger appeared. A woman no one expected, with a pair of twins in her arms. Secrets will unravel. Blood will spill. And before the night ends, someone will die. Will Brian get his revenge… or will the lies destroy him first?

After my husband's brother died, he took Miranda, his widowed sister-in-law in. He claimed that he would give me his love—but gave all his money to her. He said that since she had no official status, being with him would make her the subject of gossip, so he took her with him and left me behind in the countryside. Every month, he wrote me three love letters, yet sent all his allowance to her. During the famine, she and her two children sat in a warm little house eating well, while my two children died before I could return from selling my blood. One froze to death, the other starved to death. Later, my husband finally came back, but he didn’t shed a single tear for the children. Instead, he told me he wanted a divorce. "Nathalie, to apply for housing, we need a marriage certificate. It hasn’t been easy for Miranda all these years. I want to give her a home. Don’t worry, even if I marry her, I’ll still divorce her afterward—because you’re the only one I love." In the end, I was devastated and threw myself into the icy river. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my children were about to die. This time, I shook them awake, ready to go reclaim everything that was rightfully mine.

"Dad? Tell me it's not true! You didn't steal the painting from Mr. Miller, did you?" asked Rebecca almost in a whisper, her body trembling violently, she was not ready to hear the answer. "I'm sorry Becky, I'm so sorry..." Rebecca sat limply on the floor, unable to believe what she had just heard. "Okay, that's enough! You've heard it clearly, right, Ms. Beckett? Your father will pawn you to me until he could return the painting that he stole from me! John, take her!" interrupted James Miller, the billionaire whose painting was stolen by William Becket, Rebecca's father. From that day on, Rebecca's life was no longer the same, she had to give up her freedom by living with James Miller and serving all his needs. At first, everything was going fine until one day James Miller found out that William Beckett was collaborating with a Russian mafia in the theft of his painting and had absolutely no intention of returning the painting to him. He became very angry and began to make Rebecca's 'life' a threat. But one drunken night turned things upside down...

Everyone knows that I've been pursuing Ciara Hudson for several years now. For her sake, I reject a marriage alliance with the Langstons and invest ten billion dollars into saving the Hudsons from the brink of collapse. But on the night before our wedding, while attempting to appease her adopted brother, Carl Hudson, Ciara allows him to take her to bed, right in our marital home. After their steamy, sordid night together, Carl emerges from the bedroom dressed in my bathrobe, showing off the bite marks on his chest. Ciara simply brushes it off with a smile, saying that Carl was merely throwing a tantrum and that I shouldn't take it to heart. She even uses the marriage to threaten me, demanding that I give Carl a house and some of my company's shares to ensure he never wants for anything in life. She even says she'll make sure my family's lineage ends with me, all for Carl's sake. The disgruntled Carl runs off with my car and even crashes into me on purpose. Even as I slump on the ground, covered in injuries, Ciara runs straight to Carl, who has nothing more than a few scratches, without sparing me so much as a glance. As I lie on the hospital bed, my head finally clears. It occurs to me that my sacrifices have moved no one but myself, and how pointless it'll be to persist in them. I call up Serena Langston, my business rival, and tell her I'll go through with the proposed marriage alliance between our families. Since Ciara has betrayed me, I don't want her anymore.

Elaine Foster loved to test my love for her. She faked a chronic illness and convinced me to donate blood for her 99 times. When it came for the 100th time, I was already severely anemic. I finally said no. She turned around and used the blood I had given her to make blood sausages for Karl Claflin’s dog. Karl was the most popular guy on campus. Curled up in Karl’s arms, she said to me, “Michael Messner, I was never sick. I only pretended to be, just to see if you really loved me. Unfortunately, you failed the final test. I’m very disappointed. We are done.” I smiled indifferently and walked away without looking back. Five years later, we met again at the top hospital in the country. By then, neither Elaine nor Karl knew that they both had malignant gliomas growing in their brains. I had become the only neurosurgeon in the country capable of successfully removing them. When she saw me in plain clothes, wiping vomit off the hospital floor, she had assumed I was a janitor. She sneered, “Michael, you’d really stoop to anything to run into me, wouldn’t you? You even followed me here. It’s time you faced reality. I’m worth millions now, and you are just a janitor. We are worlds apart. Stop embarrassing yourself.” I did not bother answering. At that moment, I was only thinking about which nurse I would need to speak to for slacking off on the job. Luckily, I had just finished surgery and was going home when I spotted the patient in distress. Otherwise, the patient could have been in serious danger.