Stigma Of The Wind

The best laid plans sometimes go awry.... All Saira Anderson wants is to graduate from university with honors, get a good job, get married and have a family with her loving boyfriend Daniel Davis but all her plans fall through when she crosses paths with his step brother Ethan Delnoi, who is every girl's dream guy except hers... until he starts to be. Disconcerted by the strange bond between them, they try to resist each other but fail and decide to throw caution to the wind much to the chagrin of Ethan's ex girlfriend Darina, Saira's heartbroken boyfriend and an obsessed roommate of Saira's who vows to never let them get their happy ending.

Running away from your home isn't easy. Running away from your home because your mate rejected you is disastrous. Feeling she is doomed for life is the only thing that India knew. After getting a humiliating rejection, she was all set to live a life as a lonely, sad, cat lady who sews cute little sweaters for her kittens. Well, she was, until he walked in. With captivating eyes and alpha asshole attitude towards everyone except her, he came in like a stormy wind, and then she was left with a whiplash and blank mind with thoughts filled with his memories. But as Daniel, her first mate changes his mind and wants her back at any cost, a war start to build up that she was not prepared for.

Menikah dengan Panji Wicaksana, yang tidak lain adalah pacar adik kembarnya, bukanlah keinginan Keira Prawirajaya. Masalahnya adik kembarnya tersebut kabur seminggu menjelang hari pernikahannya. Sementara keluarga besarnya memerlukan tameng untuk menutupi aib keluarga. Dan seperti biasa, Keira lah yang harus mengambil alih semua dosa-dosa adik kembarnya. Masalah timbul saat Keisha kembali. Keisha memutarbalikkan fakta, dan menjadikan Keira kambing hitam atas segala kesalahannya. Panji yang masih sangat mencintai Keisha, mengupayakan segala cara agar bisa menceraikan Keira. Termasuk menuduh Keira berselingkuh dan mengandung benih dari pria lain. Keputusan apa yang akhirnya akan diambil oleh Keira? Mempertahankan rumah tangga dan maruah keluarga, atau menyelamatkan harga dirinya sebagai seorang wanita? "Aku diam bukan karena aku kalah. Aku hanya tidak mau kamu semakin mempermalukan dirimu sendiri. Karena secepat apapun kebohongan berlari, yakinlah bahwa kebenaran pasti akan selalu melewatinya." -Keira Prawirajaya- "Bertahanlah, jika kamu betah. Dan pergilah, jika kamu lelah. Aku tidak pernah memaksa." -Panji Wicaksana- "Jangan biasakan menelan stigma bulat-bulat tanpa ditelaah terlebih dahulu. Cinta boleh, tapi tolong otak kamu itu dipakai!" -Alrasya Abiyaksa-

I was reborn. Right back to the day I adopted Peter. The wind cut sharp, baby cries slicing through the cold. That's when it hit me—this was the day Stuart Pete, my oh-so-loving husband, dumped his illegitimate child right in my path after work. He knew me too well. The second I picked the kid up, he'd spin it into an adoption, making the boy ours. Last time, I fell for it. This time? I walked away without a second thought. Later, I heard the kid got pneumonia from being left out in the freezing cold—fever so bad, it wrecked him for life. I laughed until my stomach hurt. What I didn't see coming? Peter was reborn too—about to experience the life he was meant to have.

On the day Yara Cullen was released from prison, it was raining. A chilly wind carried the drizzle, striking her as the media swarmed the prison gates. "Ms. Cullen, in the Crestwood Estate sexual assault case, your client lost the lawsuit and took her own life six months ago. Her mother is demanding accountability. Do you have anything to say?” "Ms. Cullen, your attorney's license has been revoked, and your mentor was forced to retire. What are your thoughts on this?" No matter how the reporters pressed, Yara kept her head down and pushed forward, forcing her way through the crowd. A black G-Wagon was parked by the roadside, where Westley Langston leaned against the car, smoking a cigarette. Beside him, Elena Cullen tugged at his arm. He turned, glancing toward the prison gates.

Layne needs to pay off the hunter who is threatening to sell her dad off to the highest bidder. One year, one million dollars. How does she plan to do it? By working as a for-hire mate at her auntie's high-end mate (escort) service. Easy enough to spend a little less than one month each with a man who she doesn't have to sleep with if she doesn't want to, right? With never-ending love for her dad and writing off love with anyone else, this beautiful bombshell plans to throw caution to the wind and sign up for the ride of a lifetime for the next year. Get in, make money to save dad, get out. Keep her head in the game and her heart out of it. That's the game plan. How hard can it be to stick to it?

Calista Ivy Castillo made a huge mistake by accidentally entering an alternate world where she doesn't belong; it may have the same name as her country, but it's totally different from where she came from, from its cultures down to its places. It all started one night when Calista saw a lady who looked precisely like her from head to toe, and for no apparent reason, they both couldn't stop themselves from attacking one another when their eyes locked. Calista killed her doppelganger from another world by accident. And with a single gust of wind, she finds herself in another world-the world of a woman she murdered. In the blink of an eye, she transforms into a princess who must marry a cold but attractive prince named Theodore Mason Fuentes in order to save their kingdom.

In the final seven days after I decided to depart for good, I transformed into the daughter my family had always dreamed of. I conceded to Remy's every whim, never to fight or deny her. When she wanted to use my work for a contest, I deferred. When she wanted me out in the frost and howling wind, I did just that. My quiet compliance led my family to think that I had learned the error of my ways. "You've finally accepted that you owe Remy so much, and that you have to compensate her!" Even until the end, they never understood why I couldn't care less. "Fiona, why aren't you saying anything?" To that, I could only smile. "Isn't this what you've always wanted?"

After transmigrating into a novel, I realized the heroine and I had the exact same name. Naturally, I thought I had transmigrated into the female lead. So I marched straight to the man who was still a broke nobody at the time, threw all caution to the wind, and pounced on him like I had plot armor protecting me. He even glared at me with red eyes and told me he hated me. I honestly thought he was just into the whole push-and-pull thing. Everything shattered when the real heroine showed up and I finally understood one thing. He actually hated me. Heartbroken, I packed my bags and got ready to disappear. The next second, he pinned me against the wall. "Where are you going? Already bored of me, sweetheart?"

At a dinner party, my genius painter of a husband, Henry Shepherd, used his hands, hands insured for millions, to shell crabs for his young assistant, Tamara Lee. This was all to coax her into eating a few bites when she claimed she had no appetite. Meanwhile, I drank myself into a bloody mess, trying to secure investments for him. When I asked him to hand me some antacids, he refused without even looking up. “These hands are for painting. Use your own.” For ten years, he couldn’t even be bothered to change the way he treated me. That night, as I sobered up in the cold wind, I asked my lawyer to draft a divorce agreement. "Henry, in this vast, chaotic world, our paths end here," I said inwardly