Novel & Cerita Tag Del Novio

My college roommate, Miranda White, adored romance novels. She would always fantasize about being the protagonist of such novels. She dreamed of being loved by a rich, handsome man and eventually marrying rich. Although her allowance only came to a hundred a month, she insisted on buying a wool coat worth a thousand. She would put on the most dazzling makeup and put on a fake persona. She vowed to make every man around her love her. "I will only marry a rich hottie. My Prince Charming will find me," she proudly proclaimed. I was kind enough to caution her, warning her to protect herself and work hard to improve her life. Instead, she thought I was just jealous. "You're the kind of person who wants everyone else to be as miserable as you, aren't you? What rotten luck to have you as a roommate." Fine, then! It wasn't as if I'd be the one who'd become bankrupt by her online boyfriend!

When Jane Blackwood’s world collapsed at a young age —her father arrested, her mother dead, her inheritance stolen—she vanished. The world believed she died, but in Paris, she was forged into someone new: Kate Vance, a brilliant, cold strategist created for a single purpose—to destroy Michael Curry, the man she believes orchestrated her family’s downfall. Five years later she returns, unrecognizable, lethal, and ready to infiltrate Michael’s empire. But the man she has sworn to ruin is not the monster in her memories. He is magnetic, controlled, dangerous, and inexplicably gentle with her. The closer she gets, the more the lies unravel. When she breaks into his hidden safe, everything she knows shatters. Her father’s confession. Michael’s sacrifice. Proof he spent years silently protecting her. Her revenge collapses—her identity fractures. And the only man who can save her is the same man she came to destroy. Together, they face the real enemy who framed her father and hunted her in the shadows. But love born from ruin is dangerous—and their truth may cost them everything.

It all began with a single post about canceling a food delivery order. Overnight, I became the internet's punching bag. Thousands of vicious messages flooded my inbox, filled with photoshopped memorials urging me to die. They doxxed my family, plastered my personal details across shady websites, and used AI to create obscene images of me, spreading them in vile chat groups. They spread lies about my income, claiming it came from illicit sources, and accused me of carrying diseases. I didn't call the police or block the messages. Instead, I read every hateful word before singling out the 100 worst offenders. Every day, I sent each one a luxurious meal: Boston lobster, Australian wagyu, the works. Each delivery came with a simple note: [Thank you for your hard work.]

The news came that Raymond had been shot. I was seven months pregnant, but I flew straight across the country to the family's East Coast compound—and got detained the moment I stepped inside. “Never heard of the Don having a fiancée, and pregnant no less. You've got some nerve running a con on Carraso turf.” The barrel of a gun pressed cold against my temple. My heart was clawing its way up my throat when I caught sight of a familiar figure across the room. “Raffina,” I shouted, “tell them I'm your brother-in-law's fiancée.” Raffina gave a small wave of her hand, and the man holding the gun immediately bent at the waist. “Donna, I didn't know she was a friend of yours. My mistake.” I stared with wide eyes, unable to make sense of what I was seeing. Inside the compound, the same man crossed to where Raymond sat on the couch without a scratch on him, and gave a formal nod. “Don, she claims she's your fiancée.” Raymond took a slow sip of his whiskey and shook his head, just barely. They dragged me out, and on the way the man slapped me across the face, warning me not to try my con act anywhere near the family again. I pulled the engagement ring off my finger and went straight to International Financial Tower.

Set up by her husband’s muse, Sylvia Ross received the divorce papers while she was pregnant. She did not try to salvage the marriage because not only did he have her slapped sixty times but he even tried to take her child away!“Odell Carter, have you never loved me at all throughout these years?” she asked.His reply was uncaring and cruel. ”I’ve only ever felt nothing but hatred for you.”Three years later, Sylvia Ross was born anew after the baptism by fire. She returned to Westchester City with the daughter whose existence she kept secret all this time.Upon encountering her again, Odell tried to force himself into her life. “Let’s get married.”Sylvia could only chuckle. “Sorry, that ship has sailed.”

After Amara, a seemingly lowly omega is cheated on by her boyfriend, she has a little too much to drink at a party and ends up having a one night stand with the Alpha Lucien of her pack. She discovers that she has found her wolf after the encounter and realises that the Alpha is her mate.

After Olivia lost all that she has from the ill-willed people around her, she felt betrayed and lost her faith in everything. She wanted revenge, so she prayed to the gods of the underworld to help her using an incantation she found in the attic of her childhood home. But what she got is not what she asked for. Instead of getting the revenge she wanted, what came to her is a devilishly handsome man named Azazel, who claims to be a Demon Prince. The man promised that he will help her with the vengeance she wanted to happen, but in return, she has to bear him a child. Desperate, vengeful, and filled with anguish, Olivia agrees to the deal, sealing her destiny as the demon’s mate.

The day Kris Flynn forced me to sign the divorce papers, a self-destruction system wired itself into my brain. The system ordered, [Slap him hard. Then, tell him to get out.] It startled me. Kris was ruthless by nature. If I dared to get in the way of him getting back together with his first love, he would make my life a living hell. Unfortunately, the system threatened me. [If you don’t start sabotaging your life this instant, you’ll die right now.] Without any choice, I slapped him. Fear overtook me as soon as I did it. I bolted straight out of the house. Then, the system gave me a command to smash a police car by the roadside. I was convinced the system was trying to get me killed. However, after I shattered the police car’s side mirror, I realized something. It was not my life that the system wanted me to ruin.

Claudius has not had it easy when it comes to mates and love. He found his mate, only for him to die in his arms before he ever knew his name. Then, he allowed his heart to fall for another, only to be disappointed once again. Time went by, and Claudius thought he would never get a second chance mate. But one fateful day, he came across that beautiful scent again, the scent of a mate. That scent would belonged to an Alpha. An Alpha who refuses to accept Claudius because of what he is. A lowly dominant Delta 3, one who can't bear children and produce an heir. Claudius struggles, trying to win his Alpha's heart, only to be hurt over and over again... Little does Claudius know the Alpha is fighting his own battles within himself. He's fighting the bond, struggling to fight it as it grow stronger. But he's determined to fight it, knowing his pack wants a luna who can produce an heir. What the Alpha doesn't know is that with every day that passes that he fights the bond, Claudius is getting weaker, and it's killing him. Will the Alpha stop fighting the bond in time and accept Claudius? Or will it take Claudius' death to make him realize everything he wanted was right in front of him.

On the day Clara forced me to sign the divorce papers, I got bound to a self-sabotaging system. The system commanded me to slap her hard and tell her to get lost. I trembled in fear because Clara was a ruthless person. If I dared to stop her from getting back together with the love of her life, she would utterly destroy me. But the system threatened me: "If you don't self-sabotage, you will die soon." Left with no choice, I slapped her. As soon as I hit her, I ran out of the house, terrified. The system then told me to smash a police car on the side of the road. I suspected the system wanted me dead. However, after I smashed the police car's side view mirror, I realized that the system was trying to sabotage someone else's life instead.