The Many-faced Real Heiress Is Back

After learning the hard truth of how her twin sister Dalilah brainwashed and manipulated her mind for thirteen years, turning her into a ruthless assassin who killed hundreds of innocents including her youngest brother and best friend Valerian, twenty-seven-year-old Princess Natasha Nicholai, is executed in front of the Imperial Palace. Somehow, she gets sent back to the past right before Dalilah started putting her evil string on her mind, to when she was about to turn fourteen, and uses that as an opportunity to not let the past repeat itself, by getting her revenge on her sister and all the people who backed her and saving her younger brother as well as protecting the innocents she knows will be Dalilah's targets. But while also going after the truth about who stole her magic when she was 4yo, who sent her back and why did they do that, she will cross paths with Ethan Theodore, a dangerous and full of secrets guy, with ruby red eyes and whose destiny is directly linked to Natasha's.

After the unfortunate passing of Fatima Holmes, the beloved mate of the Alpha King, Lucas Ashford, Fatima’s father made the decision to conceal her death and instead present her twin sister, Lilith Holmes, as Fatima to secure the position of Luna of Lucas. This deceitful plan was driven by a desire for power, wealth, and privilege. Lucas harbored a strong dislike for Lilith in the past. However, what will happen when Lucas discovers that Fatima is actually alive and his feelings for Lilith begin to grow?

Dante and I have been married for three years. But he never knew my real name. We’d had countless arguments over the past three years—over the petty details of everyday life. I can no longer tolerate such a ridiculous life like a puppet today. Calliope, that’s what he called me, but it was actually my twin sister’s name. My husband may never know that the woman who married him three years ago was a substitute bride. Three years ago, my sister abandoned us and left before the wedding with her lover. To prevent the anger of the Laurent’s, my family had no choice but to let me marry Dante instead of my sister. My phone rang again and again, I finally picked it up. "Throwing another tantrum, are you? Calliope, tell me what you are capable to do if you can not even be merely a housewife?" I knew Calliope could always get her way through her sweet voice and innocent smiles. She can be an obedient and perfect wife—something I could never manage. "Dante. I’m not joking.” I didn't know if my voice sounded a little sad. "You can’t be serious—" For the first time, I heard a tremor in the man's words. He doesn't love me. He likes to be in control. When he realized that his puppet was losing control, he began to panic. It's time for this farce to end. I clenched my phone and spoke to the man on the other end in the calmest voice of my life. "Dante, let's get a divorce." But what shocked me more than hearing Dante's answer was the person who suddenly appeared in front of me. Calliope, my twin sister, who disappeared for the whole three years. “Are you crazy? Why on earth would you want a divorce? That's Dante Laurent, a billionaire heir, every woman's dream！” “Calliope? Our parents and I all thought you would never show up again. I entered this wrong marriage because of your escape. Dante... he’s not that a husband out of your dreams.” “Seraphina, put away your ridiculous niceness and compassion. I have returned this time to take back what is MINE and my place.” She lifted my hand with a sneer and removed the wedding ring from my finger.

I was a mafia princess, sick of the life. After my father died, all I wanted was a normal life. I helped my husband, Marco, take his company public. I fought his battles. I took care of his mother. I paid for his sister’s tuition and her addiction to luxury. Then, at our tenth-anniversary party, he gave my mother's bracelet to his childhood flame, Isabella. He even fucked her in our bed. I hired a PI. Found out he knew who I was from the start. He used me. Planned to be a Wall Street hotshot, then toss me aside. He thought my family was wiped out. That no one had my back. That he could walk all over me. He didn’t break until his company was bleeding partners and staring down bankruptcy. He got on his knees, crying and begging me to forgive him.

Warning 18+, bacaan khusus dewasa!! Tiba-tiba dicium pria asing lalu diklaim sebagai calon istrinya di depan semua orang, dilamar diacara pertunangan sahabatnya, dan masih banyak hal-hal mengejutkan lainnya yang dilakukan Augfar pada Clarista. Pria tampan, dan memiliki segalanya memilih untuk menjaga dirinya agar tidak terkena skandal "Mantan" selama duduk di bangku SMA sampai pada akhirnya ia bertemu kembali sosok cinta pertamanya, Clarista. Cerita cinta yang manis dan penuh kejutan menghiasi perjalanan kisah Augfar dan Clarista. Temukan jawabannya hanya di Real or Dream.

When a desperate single mom, Sarah, agrees to a fake marriage with her CEO, he's convinced she's the woman from a one-night stand years ago. But what happens when he discovers the shocking truth: Sarah has a twin sister, Emily, and she was the one he had a one-night stand with... not Sarah.

"The marriage certificate's fake..." The clerk in the County Clerk's Office shot Serena a sympathetic look. "Vincent Schit legally married Maggie Cheape. Two weeks ago." Serena didn't even blink. Of course the guy she'd spent six years loving married his ex behind her back. "Thanks."

“I am not your sub, and I never will be!” Lyla sobbed as she said these words. All she needed was just a little—just a small bit of honesty from Carlo. Carlo, the illegitimate son of a powerful mafia family, never learned how to love. He thought that control and dominance were the same as love. He always disappeared at the critical moments, leaving Lyla to deal with the painful aftermath. Scandals, murders, imprisonment—these events almost dragged Lyla into hell. Yet Carlo always played the role of a god, the one who pulled her back from the edge of the abyss just as she was about to fall. But in the end, Lyla could no longer endure the lies. Pregnant and heartbroken, she chose to run away, while Carlo, driven mad, searched for her across the world…

Abot tainga ang ngiti ni Elisa habang naglalakad papunta sa opisina ng kanyang asawa. Pinaglalaruan niya sa isip at ini-imagine ang mga eksena kung paano maaaring mag-react ang asawa niya sa balita tungkol sa kanilang magiging anak. Buntis siya, dalawang buwan na. Habang papalapit siya sa opisina, napansin niyang bahagyang nakabukas ang pinto, sapat na para makita at marinig ang usapan sa loob. “Tama na, Azrael, ang kulit mo talaga!” malakas na hagikgik ng isang babae. "Nakikiliti ako!" Biglang bumilis ang tibok ng puso ni Elisa, at pakiramdam niya ay dumaloy nang mabilis ang dugo sa buong katawan niya. Hindi siya sigurado sa narinig, kaya napagpasyahan niyang sumilip—ingat na ingat na hindi makita o marinig. Dahan-dahan siyang yumuko at nakita niya si Azrael, ang kanyang asawa, nakayakap sa baywang ng babae at mapusok na hinahalikan ang leeg ng babae. Nanlaki ang mga mata ni Elisa sa nakita, lalo pa nang sakupin ni Azrael ang mga labi ng babae. Parang sinasaksak nang dahan-dahan ang puso niya, hindi niya alam ang gagawin. Hindi niya rin namalayan na tumutulo na pala ang mga luha niya. "A-Azrael..." nanginginig niyang bulalas, dahilan kung bakit napatingin sa kanya ang asawa.

Seven years after my death, an engagement invitation from my ex-girlfriend arrives at my house. Back then, I had broken up with her in my lowest, most desperate days and married someone else. Now, she has reinvented herself as a rising powerhouse worth hundreds of billions, driven by revenge and eager to see me regret everything and beg for mercy. Unfortunately for her, I am not the one who shows up. She looks around in open contempt, convinced my absence means guilt, shame, and fear. When I finally appear, all she sees is an urn.