What Is A Flying Unicorn Called

I was married to Gideon Strathmore for eight years, but he was unfaithful, bringing home different women. The 100th, Vesper Quinn, smirked at me and turned to him, saying, "This is your useless wife, huh?" Gideon leaned back in his chair and lazily nodded. Emboldened by his attitude, she strutted over and patted my cheek. "Listen closely to what a real woman sounds like." That night, moans filled the living room. I couldn't escape them. The next morning, Gideon ordered me to breakfast as usual. I refused, unwilling to be his puppet any longer. He forgot our marriage was based on a contract, and it was due in three days.

News of a wedding in Nordica's top power family lit up the world. But at the rehearsal, I caught my fiancée, Ivette Bianchi, making out with her childhood sweetheart, Jerick Weiner. "Babe, we've been in love forever. Let me use your first-time blood as pigment for my art?" Ivette blushed, hesitated— Jerick didn't wait. He pinned her to the wall and kissed her. "My best piece needs that color," he whispered. "I want this painting to end our youth." I watched them twisted together, ice-cold. Dropped the ring. It clattered across the floor. "Go through with the ceremony," I said. "Or your family goes broke." She stiffened, shoved Jerick off, and spat, "Fine." Then she turned right back, grabbed his hand, and dragged him inside. "It's just a bachelorette party. I won't miss the rehearsal." The door slammed. I didn't react. I was done. I made the call. "Change the bride. And yeah—the Bianchis crossed the line first. I want them erased."

"Menikahlah denganku karena aku sangat memerlukan rahimmu untuk mengandung anakku. Aku akan memberikanmu apa saja." (Alfred Simon Clark). Tentu saja, wanita bernama Amanda Jean Heather menolaknya, terlebih lagi ia telah memiliki seorang kekasih yang sangat ia cintai. Tentu saja mereka juga saling mencintai satu sama lain. Apalagi, di rumah itu ia hanya murni untuk bekerja sebagai seorang pengasuh anak, tidak lebih. Namun, beberapa waktu setelahnya, kekasih Amanda berselingkuh dan tentu saja ia mengetahuinya, pria itu berhasil membuat Amanda sakit hati dan marah. Dengan semua tekat bulatnya, ia pun akhirnya menyetujui tawaran yang diberikan oleh majikannya itu. Sebuah pernikahan yang jelas-jelas hanya memerlukan rahimnya saja. Impian Alfred dan juga mendiang Ibunya pun akhirnya terwujud, ia memiliki seorang anak laki-laki dari Amanda, tapi Amanda tak meminta balasan apa pun atas semua jasanya itu. Setelah mendapatkan apa yang di inginkan oleh Alfred, bagaimana dengan hubungan di antara Amanda dan juga Alfred selanjutnya? Akankah mereka tetap bercerai sesuai dengan kontrak yang telah di buat oleh Alfred sebelumnya?

David Bianchi - King of the underworld. Cold, calculating, cruel. A man equally efficient with closing business deals with his gun, as he was his favorite pen—a living nightmare to subordinates and enemies alike. However, even a formidable man like himself wasn't without secrets. The difference? His was packaged in the form of a tall, dazzling, mysterious beauty who never occupied the same space as the mafia king.

Awalnya kehidupan kuliah Azura sangat mulus, sampai suatu ketika tempat kuliahnya memutuskan untuk mencabut beasiswa Azura secara sepihak yang menyebabkan kekacauan besar dalam hidup Azura yang miskin. Namun, saat dalam keadaan terpuruk memikirkan bagaimana mendapatkan biaya untuk iuran kuliahnya ke depan nanti. Tiba-tiba saja Hansa yang merupakan Dosen Azura menawarkan sebuah pekerjaan untuk Azura dengan bayaran yang menggiurkan. Akan tetapi, pekerjaan yang harus Azura lakukan tidak semudah yang dia bayangkan. Azura harus menjadi Babysitter untuk tiga balita nakal milik Hansa. ig: @magris.el

Dear Love, There was a time when I believed in you. A time when my life revolved around you. But I got burnt so deeply that I no longer recognize the person looking back at me in the mirror. Dear Love, You transformed me into this version of myself. Because of you, I lost the woman I used to be. Because of you, I trusted the wrong person. Because of you, my heart was left open and burnt. A scar so deep that only vengeance leaks from it. Dear Love, Now, I carry this heavy burden of hatred, burning my enemies and anyone who tries to come near me. Dear Love, Did you just find me again??

“Let him go right now.” Wait a second, did he just call me him? And then it hit again! Over here, I am a HE, not a SHE. Idris, not Irish. Before you roll your eyes and use the F words, this is my story, not yours. They said when life throws you lemons, you make lemonade, but I made a whole juice. Being in this college with not just a different name, but a different sex, is chaos on its own, one I’m fully embarked on. “Desperate times require drastic decisions.” I took those words way too seriously. How I plan to survive this journey is totally up to me. Will I be caught? That’s up to you to find out.

Meet Ziva, a young Alpha's daughter who once had it all: a loving family, a respected position in her pack, and a promising future. However, on her eighteenth birthday, her world shattered. Her boyfriend betrayed her, and she found herself in an unexpected arranged marriage with her Alpha father's sworn enemy. To complicate matters further, her new husband has an identical twin, both claiming to be her true mate. Caught between her sense of duty and the fiery passion that threatens to devour her, will Ziva surrender to the irresistible allure that draws her closer to her dangerous enemies?

The century-long war was over. My sister and I were the Alpha's daughters. The strongest pack in the North. We were forced into a marriage alliance with the Evernight vampire kingdom. A witch prophesied a powerful hybrid would be born to our family. A child destined to be king. Soon, my sister and I were both pregnant. I didn't care about giving birth to the prophesied ruler. I just wanted my child to be safe and healthy. But I never expected what happened. My sister, Liliana, gave birth to the hybrid king. Her mate, the first prince, Damien, was immediately named Crown Prince. And me? I gave birth to a monster. A beast born in its feral wolf form, all fangs and fury. I was branded unclean. My mate, the second prince Kael, was executed for my "sin." Burned to ash. Only in my last moments did I learn the truth. The monster my sister had swapped for mine? It was hers. It was all a scheme. A plot she and Damien hatched to hide a defect in his bloodline and steal the throne. When I opened my eyes again, I was back. Back before everything went to hell. And my sister was walking toward me, a smile on her face, a glass of juice in her hand…

The Devil You Called Grimace. Hunger. Love like a curse. They say some doors open only once. She opened hers with three red candles, a drop of blood, and a whisper. Lonely nights, overdue rent, and a heart too heavy to carry — that’s all it took to call him through. Malik. The man made of smoke, shadow, and everything her prayers forgot to protect her from. He came smiling, with promises sweet as sin — protection, money, revenge. Every favor he gave her tasted like salvation until she realized he was feeding on her, one piece at a time. A memory here. A dream there. Her laughter swallowed whole. Now he’s the warmth in her sheets and the whisper in her nightmares. The devil she named, the lover she can’t unmake. Because Malik wasn’t summoned. He was chosen. And love — the kind that burns red under candlelight — always demands a body to keep it alive.