Teacher Lemon Story

Life seemed to have an affinity for handing Myla lemons: a messed-up sleep cycle, birth parents she never knew, jealous witches, and the torment of being bullied by the strongest Alpha in the Moon Stone pack. These challenges were all lemons. A string of unfortunate events leads her to live with the most powerful Alpha: a roguish Adonis who would stop at nothing to ensure she stays by his side, even if it means hunting her across New York City. Now, she is caught between two vicious alphas: her moon-chosen mate and the man who would spill blood to keep her safe. Life didn’t get the memo; this isn’t just a lemon—it’s a scented grenade.

“Can—Can you say that again?” I plead, assuming that I misheard his original verdict. “Six months, if you’re lucky,” he says, flipping through his clipboard of papers. “This pregnancy has accelerated your hepatocirrhosis, which will likely only leave you with less than half a year of life expectancy.” Bad mate could destroy you and tear your soul apart. 5 years ago, Harold was a new alpha with his manipulative soon-to-be luna girlfriend Alicia. Harold was wounded fighting in the war. His mate Olivia followed the scent, then appeared and saved him. She gave him blood transfusion when he was in extreme need of blood, which almost killed her. But Harold was too unconscious to know who had saved him. When Harold was taken back to pack, who was still in a coma but out of danger. The doctor judged that he was very likely to lose the ability to move his legs. After knowing this, Alicia abandoned him and left his pack immediately, to find another luna position. Olivia took care of this man in coma for waiting her mate to wake up. But when Harold woke up, Alicia was back again. This evil girl trapped him and ruined Olivia, filled all this alpha's head with lies. Not only Alicia took marriage and luna title away from Olivia, but also her pups and life. But fortunately, Moon Goddess has her own plan. Olivia has the very rare second chance at life. She came back as another woman, the Luna Queen. But at that very moment, the Luna Queen was going to divorce her Alpha King! And the story begins ——！

Seorang dosen muda yang jatuh cinta pada mahasiswinya sendiri. Berbagai cara dicoba untuk mengungkapkan perasaannya. Ketika hubungan baru saja dimulai justru mantan kekasih dari mahasiswinya yang kini menjadi polisi datang mengacaukan hati gadis itu.Ditambah lagi sahabat gadis itu mengalami depresi karena mengetahui hubungan mereka.Haruskah si gadis mengorbankan hubungannya dengan si dosen demi menyembuhkan sahabatnya? Ataukah ia akan kembali dengan mantan kekasihnya yang sebenarnya masih ia sayangi?

Entah bagaimana nasib Raven Dewandaru yang tiba-tiba akan dijodohkan oleh orang tuanya dengan anak dari teman ibunya. Parahnya lagi, gadis yang akan dijodohkan dengannya itu berusia sepuluh tahun lebih muda dari Raven alias masih bocah SMA. Tentu saja dirinya menolak usulan gila tersebut, tetapi memang nggak ada yang namanya makanan gratis di dunia ini. Maka sebagai gantinya, Raven harus menjadi guru les privat bocah SMA yang bernama Eliora Estella itu sampai ia lulus SMA. Raven dengan terpaksa menerima kenyataan bahwa dirinya harus menikahi Eliora atas perintah ayahnya sebelum beliau menghembuskan napas terakhirnya. Tentu saja pria itu kesal setengah mati mendapati gadis yang akan menjadi istrinya itu benar-benar jauh dari kriteria wanita idamannya selama ini. Meskipun keberatan, tetapi Raven tetap memilih untuk menjalankan amanat terakhir dari ayahnya. Raven ingat sekali, tiga pertemuan pertama mereka penuh dengan masalah dan kesalahpahaman. Namun, orang-orang bilang, pertemuan pertama adalah kebetulan, pertemuan kedua adalah jodoh, dan pertemuan ketiga adalah takdir. Jadi, apakah benar Eliora adalah takdir yang diberikan oleh semesta untuk Raven?

Book 3 of The Elemental Lovers series Cameron Hayes was one of the top editors-in-chief for WWF magazine. When he wanted to be the director fo the foundation, he has to go back to school. With a determination to take and a Ph.D. to achieve, he thinks he was invincible to anything. Ella Lattone has been one of the translators for WWF magazine for 3 years now. After completing her degree in the Romance languages, she moved to the States even when her aunt forbids it. But, they complied when she asked to continue her study in a different path, ecology.What makes it worst, Cam and Ella seem to know each other when they have to work together in their project that involves volcano and ecology. Can they work peacefully when everyone knows they were in arms when together? Or will they succumb to the stirring passion that has been burning ever since they worked in WWF but never explore?

I was shattered to learn that my precious child was not mine. My own flesh and blood was gone forever. I was not going to crumble under the weight of the revelation or consume myself with hysteria or grief. Instead, I channeled my pain into putting my mother-in-law behind bars and breaking my husband before moving on with my life.

Trevor Farren cheated on me—with a hostess, no less. He bought her a villa, handbags, necklaces, and even whisked her away to the Maldives. Everything I had, she had too. In my fury, I resolved to retaliate. I found myself in the smoky halls of a nightclub, learning shameful, provocative moves from the women there. I would seduce him and make him fall for me all over again. I vowed to crush him in the end. I'd ruin him. Strip him of everything he held dear until he tasted the bitterness of despair, the way I had. Standing before the mirror, I traced my curves with a sly smile. "Trevor, do you like what you see?"

Our bridal room was set on fire, and my husband, a firefighter, was grievously wounded while trying to save me. I sent him to be saved at the hospital where Winnie Sloan, his childhood friend worked, but the surgery ended up being a failure, and my husband passed away. After the announcement that my husband was deceased, Winnie told me that his dying wish was that he wanted a child. Hearing that, I powered through my grief and used the sperm he had previously frozen to conceive a child through IVF, raising my son to be enrolled in the most prestigious university in the area. On the day of the celebration party, my son kicked me out and invited my husband and Winnie onto the stage as his 'biological parents', and that's when I found out that my husband had faked his death. All those years ago, he and Winnie had swapped out the embryo I'd conceived in secret. The son I had painstakingly given birth to and raised turned out to have no blood relation to me whatsoever. Meanwhile, my husband had been enjoying a luxurious life overseas with Winnie while waiting for a chance to reconnect with his son. In my rage, I confronted them and demanded an explanation, but ended up dying because they pushed me down the stairs. When I came to, I was back to the day of the fire.

After my daughter, Mia Powell, was declared brain-dead, my husband, Liam Powell, urged me to sign the organ donation consent form. I was drowning in grief and my mind was on the verge of collapse. That was when I accidentally discovered that her attending doctor, Blair Lincoln, was Liam’s old flame. They had lied about Mia’s brain death, just to trick me into signing the form and steal her heart to save Blair’s daughter, Sophia. I watched as Liam picked Sophia up from the hospital. The three of them smiled together, like a perfect, happy family. When I confronted them, they pushed me off a building, and I died from the fall. Given a second chance, I had returned to the day I was supposed to sign the organ donation form. As I stared at Mia lying in that hospital bed, I silently vowed. This time, that scumbag and that wretch would pay with their lives for what they did to Mia.

My girlfriend called me frantically out of the blue, saying her mother's water had broken. She begged me to take them to the hospital. But I lazily hung up the phone and turned away, buying myself an ice cream bar instead. In my previous life, her mother had also gone into labor late in life. I had risked everything to rush her to the hospital, running twelve red lights, pushing my car to the limit until the fuel gauge nearly burst. Yet, despite all that, her mother had lost the baby. Worse still, she turned around and accused me of killing the baby. My girlfriend had hated me for it, blaming me for her mother's inability to have children again. That very night, she and her shameless relatives took over my family's house, forcing my parents into such anger and despair that they ended up in the hospital. My company went bankrupt, and as if that weren't enough, I was beaten so severely that both my legs were broken. In the end, I fell into a deep depression and took my own life. But when I opened my eyes again, I found myself reborn. This time, I uncovered the secret her mother had been hiding.