When Is Happy Girlfriend Day

René Huang is a French-Chinese Painter who lives in France. He lives alone there when his parents are living in China. He is famous, rich, and handsome. Everything in his life was perfect until finally, unexpected events started happening in his life. He painted some paintings in his sleep, and there was a secret behind them. He wanted to find out the secret, and when he became a guest lecturer in an art university, he met a student who was related to the paintings. Their relationship was not good at first, but when they were investigating the paintings together, the romance started blooming. Note: This novel is inspired by my fanfiction that was posted on another platform. The idea and the story are mines. No plagiarism. Cover by MichelleLeeee

My husband, James Zeller, and I have established a common-law marriage. We did not have a formal wedding ceremony, nor do we have a marriage license. We also live separately, our lives barely intertwining, because he has a special profession. Therefore, despite being married to him for seven years, we've never met each other's friends and relatives. As his wife, I'm proud of being married to him despite how it pains me. I'm willing to give up the opportunity to study at the National Academy of Sciences to take care of things at home while he works. One day, my son, Jasper Chalder, comes home from elementary school crying. He sobs about not being a bastard child and requests to see James. Greatly distressed, I decide to take him to visit the military base over the new year for a family reunion. However, I don't expect this trip to turn my life completely upside down.

My wolf had been wounded by silver. It took me two years to find a rare herbal cure. But before I could use it, my mate, Gary, gave it away—without hesitation—to my adopted sister, the Black clan’s darling, Jane. The healer told me I had only one week left to live. So, I made a decision: I would freeze my body. Preserve it. I donated myself to Jane’s Werewolf Research Facility—the one she took such pride in. The day I signed the donation agreement, my pup threw himself into my arms and said, “Mommy and Aunt Jane are finally getting along again!” My parents praised me, saying I had finally learned what sisterhood meant. Gary looked relieved. “You’ve finally let go of your resentment,” he said. “I’m proud of you.” I smiled faintly. Yes. I’ve finally learned to obey. I would return the title of Black clan heiress to Jane, and did my best to grant everyone their wishes. But it was only when they realized I could no longer fight back— when my body had been sealed away in cryostasis, cold and silent— that the regret began. Suddenly, they wanted to bleed for me. They wanted to compensate. They wanted to follow me into the grave. But where were they when I needed them, when I was still alive?

My wife, Caroline Bailey, was a forensic pathologist. For her first love, Ian Lawson, she was willing to break every rule she held sacred and allowed him into the autopsy room to observe. She even let him throw acid onto a corpse's face. That was, until Caroline took on a new case. As she stood over the disfigured body on her operating table, she began to fall apart. The acid-burned face was starting to look more and more like mine.

Suatu malam saat Davina dikejar sekelompok orang jahat dari dark web ia diselamatkan oleh seorang pria tampan, pria itu menariknya ke dalam stasiun kereta api bawah tanah yang telah dikosongkan selama bertahun-tahun. Pria itu mengaku bernama Sean Nathaniel Abrisam, beberapa minggu kemudian Davina bertemu lagi dengan Sean yang mengaku jatuh cinta padanya. Kehadiran Sean menambah beban pikiran Davina karena pria itu terus mencoba mendekati dan merayunya agar mau menjadi pacarnya. Kesabaran Davina habis, akhirnya gadis itu bersedia menjadi pacar Sean dengan syarat pria itu tak boleh mengganggunya lagi. Namun Sean yang kali ini benar-benar jatuh cinta memutuskan untuk melanggar syaratnya. Setiap hari pria itu datang menemui Davina dan mencoba meluluhkan hati gadis itu yang keras dan dingin seperti es batu. Setelah berbagai macam cara Sean lakukan, akhirnya Davina luluh juga dan sekalinya luluh gadis itu berubah menjadi sangat posesif terhadap Sean sampai semua gadget Sean ia retas, itu menyebabkan pria itu tak nyaman, namun bagaimana lagi ia sudah terlanjur jatuh cinta kepada Davina sehingga ia hanya bisa menuruti apa yang kekasihnya itu inginkan. Namun Sean tetap tak bisa menghentikan obsesi buruknya yaitu mempermainkan wanita di luar sana. Ketika Davina tahu hal itu ia seketika marah dan menyuruh Sean menikahinya dengan ancaman jika pria tidak mau ia akan membunuhnya dan menghilangkan semua bukti. Tentu saja Sean takut mati dan memutuskan untuk bersedia menikahi Davina, ia memang menganggap wanita itu seperti sampah tapi Davina adalah pengecualiannya karena wanita itu istimewa dan memiliki sisi kejam yang anehnya membuat ia kecanduan.

Lily's been left holding the baby. Now her evil twin, Noona, who attempted to trap a wealthy playboy by getting pregnant has passed away. Chance wants his brother's child. But, he mistakes prim librarian Lily for her trampy twin. Lily poses as her sister to protect the baby she loves. She'll let Chance buy her as his bride.

We have been dating for ten years, but Vincent Carter has never been romantic toward me. However, before our wedding, he has someone deliver a delicate bracelet and an elegant dress to me. I take photos of them happily, only to find a card tucked inside the dress that's not addressed to me. Just as I'm about to contact Vincent, I see a post from Emily Foster, his childhood sweetheart, on her social media. "Someone stole something that belongs to me!" That's also how I find out Vincent has also bought her an apartment. The address stated on the card is for the unit downstairs. The gift is meant for unit 701, but it's delivered to me by mistake. I pick up the items and go downstairs, just in time to see Vincent gently comforting her in his arms. The moment he sees me, his face darkens with irritation. "Can you stop overreacting? You're always suspicious for no reason. Emily and I grew up together. If we were going to be together, you wouldn't even be in the picture!" If it were before, I would've been furious and demanded an explanation. But now, I simply let out a chuckle and toss the gifts onto him. "I wish you both the best, then."

After an 800-meter run, I hide under the blanket to use the vibrating massager. At that moment, Uncle Theo barges into my room and asks coldly, "Does it feel that good?" I nod vigorously. The massage really does feel wonderful. Later, he yanks off his tie and uses it to bind my wrists. "It's too small and slow. Try me instead." I can only stare at him in bewilderment. But Uncle Theo, it's just a massage gun!

On the day of my wedding, the video I had painstakingly prepared was suddenly replaced with intimate photos of my fiancé and my foster sister, Lindsey Remmington. Within minutes, it hit the top of the trending list. Overnight, I, a celebrated actress, became the abandoned bride of a wealthy family and a public laughingstock. Just when I thought I'd reached rock bottom, Connor Presley, the heir of Elluel City's most powerful family and the boy I'd grown up with, returned from abroad. In front of flashing cameras, he knelt with a diamond ring and proposed, silencing every rumor and every sneer. After we married, we appeared inseparable, our affection the picture of perfection. The only flaw was his infertility—his condition made it nearly impossible for me to conceive. For three long years, I underwent countless rounds of IVF. At last, I became pregnant. Connor was overjoyed. To celebrate, he threw an extravagant party in honor of our long-awaited child. But in the middle of the revelry, one of his closest friends, drunk and unguarded, muttered in Russian, "Connor, you've gone too far. Just because Lindsey was afraid pregnancy would ruin her figure, you put the zygote into Rachel's body and let her carry the baby for you two? If she ever finds out the truth, you'll regret it for the rest of your life." Connor's expression didn't waver. "This was Lindsey's only wish. I had to grant it," he replied coolly. "Besides, having a child with Lindsey has always been my dream. Only her child deserves to be the heir of the Presley family. The days ahead are long—I'll make it up to Rachel, eventually." I stood frozen, my body trembling uncontrollably. That night, I made an appointment for an abortion. When Connor stormed into the hospital, raging like a madman, I looked up at him with chilling calm and said, "I understand Russian."

Britany got pregnant during a contract marriage to Alex but didn’t tell him about the pregnancy because his longtime girlfriend wouldn’t let her. she left and thought she could raise the triplets but unfortunately she couldn’t, she had to drop the triplets for Alex at his company’s gate.Alex picks the triplets and adopted them, he loved them. His long time girlfriend walks away because he adopted the kids. Eight years Britany returns for her kids in disguise while His longtime girlfriend also returns with her own twins.Will Alex ever find out the triplets? Will he ever let Britany take the kids away? Will he accepts his ex girlfriend kids as his? Will Alex ever forgive Britany for not telling him and dripping the babies at his company’s gate? Will he ever choose among the two women?