Novel & Cerita The Sunset Is Beautiful Isn't It

I am born with a body that draws men in, but the moment I marry, I develop a terrifying allergy to them. Every time my husband and I try to be intimate, my skin erupts in violent rashes, and I nearly suffocate. Still, I want a child so badly that one night I climb into his bed in secret, willing to gamble with my life. Strangely, nothing happens—no hives, no swelling, no shortness of breath. My husband even takes me to a clinic, where the baby is confirmed healthy. For the first time, I believe life can return to normal. Eight months in, we share a bed again. The allergic reaction hits instantly, worse than ever, and I'm rushed to the hospital. When the procedure ends, he is nowhere to be seen. I step into the hallway and hear him talking with his friends. "Did you see her face? Swollen like that. Ridiculous." Leonard Carter swings a vial of the custom serum he has been giving me and snorts. "I engineered this formula myself. It makes her break out the second a man touches her. It keeps her off me. "She wanted a baby so badly. Fine. She's carrying mine and Hannah's. That should make her feel accomplished. "When she gives birth, I'll let her spend the rest of her life calling herself Mrs. Carter." Blood drains from my face. The child I've been cherishing isn't even mine.

When Adrian and I broke up, he knelt outside my door all night. When I finally agreed to get back together, he lit a bonfire in the main hall, invited the elders to witness it, and swore I would become his Luna. Then, right at the finish line of a racetrack, he hauled a trembling, sobbing blonde girl out of the “trophy,” draped his jacket over her shoulders, and turned gentle like he’d become a different man. He looked back at me and said, “Ann, don’t make a scene. She ended up like this because of us.” The next day, he said I should atone by pack law, kneel inside a vow circle drawn with salt and silver powder, and endure my wolf soul’s backlash under the moonlight. Later, he threw me into the basement she used to live in, forced me to survive the way she did, forced me to lower my head and apologize. What he didn’t know was that there was a little pup in my belly. And I wasn’t going to tell him. I’d wait until he was most off guard, slide the divorce papers in front of him, let him sign them with his own hand, then vanish cleanly and absolutely, with my child.

Synopsis: His Beautiful Cage Logline: Zara thought she was a ghost in her own life. Luciano knew she was the key to a war that has been brewing for centuries. The Hook: When Zara is snatched from a rain-slicked alley, she expects a ransom demand. Instead, she gets a mansion of marble, reinforced glass, and a man whose gaze feels like a promise and a threat all at once. Luciano is cold, possessive, and dangerous—and he claims he is the only thing standing between Zara and a fate worse than death. The Conflict: Trapped in a "beautiful cage" where every movement is watched by cameras and every breath is monitored, Zara begins to realize her life in the city was a carefully constructed lie. As fragments of a forgotten past—bloody memories and a name that isn't hers—start to surface, the mystery deepens. Luciano isn't just a captor; he’s a man hiding the truth about a supernatural Council and an ancient Seal that is slowly breaking. The Stakes: Outside the mansion walls, shadows are moving. Figures stand in the darkness, waiting for a chance to reclaim what was lost. Inside, the tension between Zara and Luciano reaches a breaking point. Every time he whispers Mi Tesoro or Mi Piccola, the line between protector and predator blurs. Zara must decide: Is she a prisoner of Luciano’s obsession, or is she the bait for a trap that will burn both their worlds to the ground?

My best friend was obsessed with playing the part of a socialite, always chasing after rich heirs. When she saw posts online about guys making money over the summer by 'renting themselves out,' she decided to copy them. Two thousand for a hike. Five thousand for a dinner date. Twenty thousand for a trip. The prices kept climbing. I was worried she would run into the wrong kind of people, so I tried everything to talk her out of it, to keep her from walking straight into trouble. Later, the wealthy guy she had her eye on went public with another influencer who had built the same 'socialite' persona. She took it out on me. Sold me to a nightclub. I was abused in every way imaginable until I died. There was not even enough left of me to bury. Then, I opened my eyes again. She was already scheming: "Guys like that can make 500 just tagging along on a hike. I'm way prettier. Charging 2,000 isn't too much, right?"

It's funny though to think her one night stand would lead to her joy, her very existence, her son! Being duped by her groom at the altar, is all it takes for Mikaella Sandoval to sacrifice her virginity to a complete stranger who swoops in at the right time leading to a son that binds them

She came looking for a fresh start. She found something far more complicated. Beatrice has spent years keeping herself afloat — working jobs that drain her, paying bills that never shrink, going home each night to a silence that grows heavier by the day. When a housekeeper position at one of the city's most lavish estates falls into her hands, it feels like the universe finally offering her something gentle. Something quiet. She didn't expect them. Silas is everything danger looks like when it's dressed in elegance. Refined, wickedly intelligent, and devastatingly charming — he speaks in carefully chosen words and looks at her like she's already a secret he intends to keep. Atticus is something else entirely. Raw. Unpredictable. The kind of man whose presence fills a room before he even enters it. He looks at Beatrice like she belongs to him — like he decided that long before she had any say in the matter. And God help anyone who disagrees. Beatrice keeps her head down and her walls up. But walls mean nothing in a house like this, with men like these. Their world is intoxicating. Their attention is impossible to escape. The brothers take what they want. The brothers keep what they claim. And they have claimed her.

“I always had three golden rules: don’t kill unless it’s necessary, don’t mess with human trafficking, and never touch my sister.” — Leonard Romano. “I could ask for your permission, but I prefer asking for forgiveness… in hell, where we’ll next meet.” — Alexander Vicetti. “Forbidden never felt this good.” — Hazel Romano. Loyalty has rules. Love breaks them. I was never meant to exist in their world. Kept at arm’s length from crime and bloodshed, labeled too soft for the shadows that ruled my family, I grew up as something sacred among monsters—protected, ignored, untouchable. But darkness does not respect boundaries. It whispered promises of freedom, danger, and devotion—everything I had been denied. And at the center of it all stood him. The one man I was never supposed to want. He was temptation. The sin. And touching him wouldn’t just shatter every rule that kept me safe. It would damn us both.

Cyrus Montgomery thought his life was completed when he married Louis Valentine. A cute and a beautiful man. He thought he had got everything in the world when he found out that Louis was pregnant with his child. But one truth destroyed his happy life like the wind blew a house made of cards. Because apparently Cyrus was barren and he couldn't get anyone pregnant. So how? He got his answer soon when he found out that Louis was cheating on him with his cousin brother, Gabriel. He left the place he once called his home and went to start his new life, with just one condition, never to fall in love again. But fate had its own plans. Will Cyrus ever trust anyone again? Will he ever love again? It's a HEA but mentions of cheating and breakups. It has mentions of attempted rape and killing. It mentions male-pregnancy. Please proceed after making sure you check these trigger warnings. Tabby

Isabelle is a shy girl, who's opinionated and strong headed. As she struggles to grasp what adult life may hold for her the week of her 18th birthday. Does she have what it takes to take control of her own life, let alone help lead a packs?

Two souls,each struggling with their life meet and end up together. will they be able to find comfort in each other's arms? Sheila Masons looses her parents in a fatal accident few days after she turned even eighteen. Her Life takes a drastic change. she has to struggle between paying her university fee and provide for herself. David is Left behind by his wife after they crashed one fateful night. He has to balance between being a CEO and a father. what happens three years later when his daughter fancies a Young, delicate and pure girl and demands to have her as her mother? Will he pursue Sheila solely to make his daughter happy or is he secretly drawn by her innocent charm?