When Does Love Hotel Air

Eight years into marriage, and Fabian's mom finally gave me and my son her stamp of approval. Invited us to spend Christmas in his hometown. My son—Luca--and I were hyped. We picked out a gift for her and hit the road with Fabian. Right as we pulled into the village, Fabian's old friend called—crying, claiming she'd crashed her car. Fabian panicked. Left me and Luca in some random snowy mountain town and sped off. It was pitch black. Snow dumping down. Then Luca screamed. He'd stepped on a trap and dropped into a pit. Blood everywhere. I called Fabian, totally panicked. He goes, "Stella, Roxana's in a wreck. I need to be with her. Stop making everything a competition." Then he hung up. Blocked me. No time to fall apart. I wiped my face, called an ambulance. Too far out. By the time they got there, Luca was already gone. Cold. Broken. Gone. I held him and screamed until my lungs gave out. Meanwhile, Roxana's posting in the social media. All smiles in Fabian's arms. His face soft. Loving. [Highway jam turned into truth or dare. One word—"accident"—and he came flying. So happy.] I exhaled. Tagged Fabian. [Let's get a divorce.] This joke of a marriage should've ended forever ago.

She is Nasha Atlas, the first of her name; optimistic laced with beauty and brains. Getting admission into the University of Cambridge, to study her dream course, was her greatest desire; it came cos whatever she desires, she gets. But how did she feel when her boyfriend who she wants to share in her joy, betrays her by sleeping with another woman? Would she breathe fresh air when she became a prime suspect in the murder of her new neighbor? Would George Powers: a strict officer et billionaire be able to find out who the culprit is when he fell in love with the suspect and make love to her at a supposed investigatory dinner night? And amid the many deaths, would his prowess as a detective be proven? What happens when Nasha's ex-billionaire lover keeps coming back when she already has a new love life? Would she revenge or accept him back?

Aku telah bergentayangan di dasar air selama lima tahun, sebelum akhirnya tulang-belulangku tersangkut pada kail seorang pemancing dan ditarik ke daratan. Meski tim forensik telah merekonstruksi wajahku melalui tengkorak yang ditemukan, kebencian Kakak terhadapku tidak berkurang sedikit pun. "Baguslah kalau dia mati!" "Sudah kabur lima tahun, mati pun nggak bakal bisa nebus semua dosanya!" "Keluarga Manggala punya pembunuh kayak dia ... benar-benar bikin malu!" Semua orang mengira dia sangat membenciku sampai ke tulang sumsum. Akan tetapi, saat mengucapkan kata-kata itu, seluruh tubuh Kakak gemetar hebat. Siapa yang menyangka? Telepon minta tolong yang kuhubungi kepadanya lima tahun lalu, justru menjadi tangan tak terlihat yang mempercepat kematianku.

Lana menemukan bill hotel di saku kemeja sang suami, tetapi ketika ditanya tentang masalah itu, Yoga berkelit. Lana tidak ingin menjadi perempuan bodoh yang bisa dikhianati begitu saja, maka dia diam-diam menyelidiki. Ternyata benar, suaminya tengah menjalin hubungan dengan seorang perempuan muda yang bekerja di kantornya. Lana tidak lagi memberinya ampun karena jalan satu-satunya adalah perpisahan.

Menikah dengan Panji Wicaksana, yang tidak lain adalah pacar adik kembarnya, bukanlah keinginan Keira Prawirajaya. Masalahnya adik kembarnya tersebut kabur seminggu menjelang hari pernikahannya. Sementara keluarga besarnya memerlukan tameng untuk menutupi aib keluarga. Dan seperti biasa, Keira lah yang harus mengambil alih semua dosa-dosa adik kembarnya. Masalah timbul saat Keisha kembali. Keisha memutarbalikkan fakta, dan menjadikan Keira kambing hitam atas segala kesalahannya. Panji yang masih sangat mencintai Keisha, mengupayakan segala cara agar bisa menceraikan Keira. Termasuk menuduh Keira berselingkuh dan mengandung benih dari pria lain. Keputusan apa yang akhirnya akan diambil oleh Keira? Mempertahankan rumah tangga dan maruah keluarga, atau menyelamatkan harga dirinya sebagai seorang wanita? "Aku diam bukan karena aku kalah. Aku hanya tidak mau kamu semakin mempermalukan dirimu sendiri. Karena secepat apapun kebohongan berlari, yakinlah bahwa kebenaran pasti akan selalu melewatinya." -Keira Prawirajaya- "Bertahanlah, jika kamu betah. Dan pergilah, jika kamu lelah. Aku tidak pernah memaksa." -Panji Wicaksana- "Jangan biasakan menelan stigma bulat-bulat tanpa ditelaah terlebih dahulu. Cinta boleh, tapi tolong otak kamu itu dipakai!" -Alrasya Abiyaksa-

My sister abruptly returns to the country on the day of my wedding. My parents, brother, and fiancé abandon me to pick her up at the airport. She shares a photo of them on her social media, bragging about how she's so loved. Meanwhile, all the calls I make are rejected. My fiancé is the only one who answers, but all he tells me is not to kick up a fuss. We can always have our wedding some other day. They turn me into a laughingstock on the day I've looked forward to all my life. Everyone points at me and laughs in my face. I calmly deal with everything before writing a new number in my journal—99. This is their 99th time disappointing me; I won't wish for them to love me anymore. I fill in a request to study abroad and pack my luggage. They think I've learned to be obedient, but I'm actually about to leave forever.

"Ouch, that hurts!" Underneath the bright lights, the man makes me lie facedown on the bed. Then, he pushes my waist down from behind, seemingly looking for the best spot. I feel something odd press against me and cry out, telling him to stop. He doesn't, though. In fact, he grabs hold of my belt.

Broken and shattered, Andre Torello contemplated suicide. Love failed him, it pierced his heart and left him bleeding. There's nothing left to hold on to, nothing is left when love has failed him. His fiancee left him, she kept him waiting while she walked the aisle with a richer man. He thought love was stronger than wealth and riches, he'd always believed that nothing can break love but it's all a fallacy. But what if love is waiting at the door? What if all he needed to do was glance in a different direction, but it was too late, Andre concluded. There's no love anywhere again. He'd been shattered by love; he is not ready to give in to its deception anymore. Love is cruel. But more than a lost love, something else was waiting, a throne and a lover and Andre Torello had only one option, accept it or get ruined forever.

When my mom texted me, urging me to go home for a blind date, Charles had just finished with me. His warm breath brushed against the back of my ear, sending a tingling sensation straight to my heart. He wiped away the traces on my skin with gentle care, but when he spoke, his voice was chillingly indifferent. "Since Mrs. Shaw is pushing you, you should head back soon." I thought he was jealous, and a surge of sweetness filled my heart. I quickly grabbed his wrist, telling him my feelings. "Charles, I want to stay with you. I'm not going anywhere!" He froze for a moment, then let out a derisive laugh. One by one, he pried my fingers off. "You didn't actually think I was jealous, did you?" Tucking my damp, messy hair behind my ear, he remained as gentle as ever, but his words were almost cruel. "Rose is pure and innocent. I couldn't bring myself to touch her before marriage, so I used you to satisfy my needs. However, now, our engagement is set. She'll soon be my rightful wife. You're no longer needed."

Rafael Valentino holds a burning grudge against his former partner. Edgar Marvelo, the scheming man who embezzled millions of dollars and brought their branch of the company crashing down. Edgar disappeared without a trace. The opportunity for revenge comes when Aurora Marvelo, Edgar's only daughter, returns from Paris. Aurora knows nothing of her father's crimes, let alone the hatred Rafael harbors for his family. Rafael demands that Aurora repay her father's debt, not with money, but with her freedom, her choices, even her pride. Now, Aurora is trapped working under Rafael's control. Amidst the pressure and conflict, can the seeds of love grow from the soil filled with vengeance?