Tears Are Not Enough

When I went to reissue my mate certificate, the Werewolf Affairs Division told me, "Your mate certificate is a forgery. We have no record of your registration." I stared at the clerk, unable to believe what I was hearing. "But Sam and I registered five years ago. That's impossible. Could you please check again?" The clerk gave me a look before double-checking the files. "We found Alpha Sam's record. But the registered mate… isn't you." My voice trembled. "Then who is Sam's legal mate?" The clerk didn't hesitate. "Lily." I gripped the back of the chair, white-knuckled, just to keep myself upright. Until the clerk had spoken that name, I'd still held on to hope. Maybe it was a clerical error. A mix-up. But of all people, it had to be Lily, Sam's childhood friend. And suddenly, everything started to make sense. In five years of being Sam's mate, he had never marked me. We'd only held a mating ceremony—no certificate, no legal bond. I had given up everything for that ceremony, poured all my hope and love into it, believing I was his, only to find the certificate was fake. The five years I'd thought were mine—our happiness—had all been a lie, crafted and upheld by appearances. If none of it was truly mine, then there's only one thing left for me to do. Leave.

Saraya’s life was a nightmare — trapped with an abusive mother, a cruel stepfather, and two stepbrothers who despised her. But when her stepfather tries to sell her, everything changes. Her brothers die saving her, and Saraya is kidnapped and sold at a dark auction. Just when all hope fades, she’s rescued by Rafael Blackthorn, the mysterious and powerful CEO of Blackthorn Incorporations. Living in his grand mansion, Saraya learns Rafael hides secrets of his own — a tragic past, a six-month-old son, and a world far beyond human understanding. What will happen when she'll know there is much more stored in her fate to know? Would she able to cope up or not?

On the day my mate's dying first love went into labor, his parents posted ten warriors at my door. They did it only to stop me from storming the delivery room and ruining the birth of Alpha Kaelen's heir. However, I never showed up, not even after the cries of a newborn filled the air. His mother, the former Luna, held the other she-wolf's hand with a sigh of relief. "Liana, with us here, that barren Elara will never harm you or the pup!" Kaelen dabbed the sweat from Liana's brow, his eyes filled with adoration. "Don't worry, my father has men guarding the pack borders. If Elara dares to cause trouble, we will exile her forever!" He finally relaxed when he was sure I wasn't coming. He couldn't understand. All he wanted was to give his dying first love a child, a legacy. Why couldn't I be more understanding? Looking at the sleeping pup, a satisfied smile crossed his face. He thought that if I would just show up and apologize to Liana, he would forgive all our previous fights. He'd even be willing to comfort me after the birth, maybe even let me be the pup's mother in name, so I could keep my title as Luna. But he didn't know. I had just submitted my application to the High Council. In one week, I would relinquish my pack status, leave with the babies in my belly, and never see him again.

Three days into the silent treatment, Derrick—my fiancé and CEO—greenlit his assistant's pitch for a self-driving road trip. He expected me to flip, like always. I didn't. A month later, he came back and saw it—I wasn't the same. He backed Molly, stole my project, and thought I'd explode. I didn't. I just helped her draft the proposal. He trashed everything I built, just so she could snag her year-end bonus. I didn't fight back. Took the blame, took the hit. Molly was all smug. "See? Told you. You can't go at Yara head-on. Give her the silent treatment—she folds. She's scared of losing you. That's why she's playing nice." Derrick ate it up. Called her smart. Then he pulled me aside—offered a raise, a promotion, even a fancy wedding. First time he'd ever brought it up. But he missed one detail: he'd already signed off on my resignation while he was off playing road trip king. And I'd already dumped him. That was it. Clean cut. Nothing left.

"Kau siapa?" Charlotte tak menemukan jejak ingatan siapa yang berdiri didepannya memakai handuk dengan rambut basah di kamar hotel itu. Pria tampan atletis dengan tubuh mengagumkan itu memandangnya dengan senyum lucu. "Kau tak tahu siapa aku? Kau tidur diranjangku." Bajunya sudah berganti baju pria itu, Dan sialnya namanya pun tak bisa diingatnya. Nasib sial apa yang menimpanya sekarang. Charlotte adalah seorang wanita mandiri yang tak pernah mempercayai cinta pria, apa yang harus dia percayai. Dari kecil tak ada pria yang berperan dalam hidupnya, dan dia adalah pengacara perceraian, dia melihat banyak wanita brengsek dalam hidupnya. Tapi sekarang dia jatuh ke pelukan pria asing karena minuman, karena kebodohannya sendiri. Dia minum karena kesal terhadap teman mesranya yang sebenarnya dicintainya menggoda wanita lain didepannya. "Mari kita tak saling bertemu lagi." Dia berkata begitu saja dan menghindar. Merasa kejadian ini adalah lembaran yang tidak akan punya pengaruh apapun ke hidupnya. Benarkah mereka tak akan bertemu lagi.

"Why aren't you ready for me?" His voice cut through the darkness, sharp as a blade. His hands gripped my hips, fingers digging into soft flesh. "How often do I have to tell you about the rules?" "I'm sorry," I whispered, my throat tight. "I was sick again today, and work was—" "Excuses." He ripped away my underwear, the fabric tearing. "You smell like a kitchen maid. Disgusting." I bit my lip until I tasted blood, fighting back tears. Three years. Three years of being his unwanted wife, forced on him by his grandfather's deal. The old man's words still echoed: "You saved my life, child. Let me give you a good life in return." ***** Five years ago, Elena thought she’d left her nightmare behind. Forced into a loveless marriage with the ruthless Nikolai Ashford, she endured his cold accusations and cruel indifference. But when their toxic relationship threatened the life of her unborn child, she vanished, reinventing herself as Mia Thompson—a confident heiress with a powerful empire of her own. Now, Mia’s carefully rebuilt world is crumbling. One of her twins is gravely ill, and the only hope for survival lies in Nikolai, the man who shattered her heart. Returning to his world isn’t just a desperate gamble to save her child—it’s a chance to exact the revenge she’s dreamed of for years.

Forced to marry in place of her older sister to pursue her dream of becoming a supermodel, Laura Brown lives in an empty marriage with William Anderson, a handsome CEO who has only Michelle Brown in his heart. For two years, Laura played her role as a wife to William, always trying to accept the marriage, even though William never appreciated everything she had done for him. Then, one night, while William was drunk, something unprecedented happened that would change everything. When Laura found out she was pregnant, she chose to keep it quiet because she thought William wouldn't admit it. So, Laura tried to make William love her. But everything changed when Michelle returned and played her dirty games to reclaim her position. Betrayal, slander, and divorce led Laura to leave, along with wounds and sincerity that were never considered. Will William find out Laura is pregnant with his child? Or... Will William still trust Michelle, the woman he loves?

Shane realized that his family is in trouble and he has less than a year to find the money to solve the problem. However, he has to go to college and he made up his mind to follow his childhood crush to the college she will go to. However, will things work out the way he wants it to? And will he still feel the same way about her when he goes to college? After all, he will be surrounded by a lot of beautiful women.

Warning: Matured 18+ contents! HAVING a prosperous rich lifelike Celestine Rain Alcazar is like living in a lie. When she's living in a cage—no freedom of things she wanted. She has the money, luxury, beauty, and brain that men are drooling over her. But there is still something missing in her perfect life. Closing into edge is her feeling when her mom introduced her to Ezekiel Bellevera for an arranged marriage. Her mom doesn't know her secrets between her sheets. Immersed in a fantasy life, Celestine will unravel her identity proving that Ezekiel wasn't the guy for her. And showing that most of the people are Not A Saint, the same as her. The freedom of being true to yourself is her weapon. And she will prove them wrong. But what if the person she loves been cheating on her with her fiancé, Ezekiel, and caught it red-handed? Would she forgive and forget or this is her start of vengeance towards men?

On the day we were supposed to get our marriage license, Michael Robertson ghosted. I sat outside the County Clerk's Office for hours. Instead of him, I got a pic from his secretary, Kallie Clunt. She was in his lap, arms wrapped around him, making out like it was the hottest scene in a drama. [Sorry, Elsa. Michael said he had to comfort my broken heart. You don't mind, do you?] When I asked him about it, he just looked annoyed. "She gave me blood once. What's the big deal if I hang out with her? Can't you be a little more understanding?" My stomach dropped. I turned away and called his older brother. "Leon, do you still want to marry me?"