Where Can I Watch Arthur And The Invisibles

“You are to be his wife in every possible way, except for in your heart.” Ursa Romanova, famously known as the leftover princess, had experienced a war her entire life-- and now, she would be thrown right into the middle of it. After her people's sworn enemy, the Vasils, overtook her country, they demanded only one thing: Ursa's hand in marriage. As Ursa grows closer to her new husband, she finds herself forced to make some difficult decisions: her husband, or her family?

My husband's childhood sweetheart needed surgery, and he insisted that I be the one to operate on her. I followed every medical protocol, doing everything I could to save her. However, after she was discharged, she accused me of medical malpractice and claimed I’d left her permanently disabled. I turned to my husband, hoping he’d speak up for me, but he curtly said, “I told you not to act recklessly. Now look what’s happened.” To my shock, the hospital surveillance footage also showed that I hadn’t followed the correct surgical procedure. I couldn’t defend myself. In the end, I was stabbed to death by her super-alpha husband. Even as I died, I still couldn’t understand—how did the footage show my surgical steps were wrong? When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Joanna was admitted for testing.

Di hari pendaftaran pernikahan, sahabat baikku melakukan kesalahan hebat. Ia menarik tangan seorang pria asing, bukannya tunanganku. Konyolnya lagi, kami resmi dinikahkan hari itu juga. Tidak terima dengan kesalah pahaman ini, aku ke apartemen tunanganku dan mendapatinya sedang tidur dengan sahabat baikku di satu tempat tidur. Keesokan harinya aku harus menerima fakta kalau suamiku adalah calon suami adik tiriku, anak dari ayah kandungku yang membuang dan menghina keluargaku. aku memutuskan mabuk dan melontarkan pertanyaan ke suamiku malam itu, "my dear husband, can i crush our marriage?"

On our fifth anniversary, Henry Judd—the guy who once swore he'd propose—rented out an entire mall for Cecilia Cheape's birthday. A diamond the size of a pigeon's egg sparkled on her finger. I'd been dumb enough to think it was meant for me. "Cece, I'm gonna give you a birthday you'll never forget," he announced, loud enough for the whole world to hear. Then he yanked the tab off a soda can and handed it to me. "Lulu, those gaudy things don't suit you. You deserve something unique." He slid the can tab onto my finger—his version of a proposal. Cecilia got the dream birthday. I got a piece of trash and a slap of reality. Later, when he found out I was marrying someone else, he got down on one knee with that same ring and begged me to say yes.

After my rebirth, the very first thing I did was ride from one blood donation van to another, giving blood until I nearly collapsed. Why? Because in my previous life, my fiancé's newly hired intern, Shirley Lynch, had bound herself to a blood-exchange system. Every milliliter she donated was siphoned directly from my own veins. In just a month, she transformed from an ordinary college girl into the nation's beloved Blood Angel, showered with fame and fortune, while I, suffering from severe anemia, was fired from the hospital for being unable to work. When I exposed her scheme to my fiancé, he looked at me with disgust and broke off our engagement. "You're selfish and cowardly," he sneered. "You refuse to donate your rare blood type, and now you slander Shirley? You call yourself a doctor, yet you believe in such ridiculous nonsense!" From then on, every time Shirley donated blood, I would suffer heart palpitations, dizziness, and sometimes collapse outright. I begged the doctors in my department for help, but my fiancé blocked every attempt, accusing me of jealousy and wasting medical resources. In the end, to steal my promotion ahead of schedule, Shirley donated a full 1000 milliliters of blood live on television. As her blood drained, so did mine. I went into shock and died. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day Shirley first claimed she carried my rare blood type.

Cassandra Johnson is Pixie. Pixie is Cassandra Johnson. She's the same girl who's leading two extremely different lives. Nobody would suspect the school's nerd as Pixie. 'Cause Pixie's a street fighter badass and the nerd does not have a single badass bone in her body. The chances of people discovering this peculiar secret is close to none but of course this is where fate inserts the certified new boy into the equation and makes an exception for him. Warning: heavy flow of profanities ahead. - and tears - or so I've heard.

Dari has hard always been the careful type, coming from a big home, her three elder sisters where already too much to handle, she had made up her mind as a young girl from a poor family, that she will never have a child until she is hundred percent sure that she can give her child the best, Financially, mentally and emotionally, while growing up she had witness her mother insulted several times while seeking help from relatives. her had struggled to survive and go to college all be herself, she was still struggling to pay for her student loan, and meet up with her bills. This was the only reason she was still putting up with her terrible boss. so it was only natural that she was scared and confused when she found herself pregnant from a drunk one night stand with a stranger, who she can't even remember his name.

Just for brushing against the hem of Eva Lawson, the heiress’s custom couture gown, Lucy Quinn's mother had her limbs broken, then thrown into the sea to die. The day Lucy dragged the arrogant heiress to court she thought that justice might finally be served. Eva was declared not guilty. Why? Because the defense attorney representing her was none other than Wyatt Grant, founder of the most untouchable law firm in River City, and Lucy Quinn’s husband. When the trial ended, the elegant and aloof man stepped down from the defense table and placed an apology letter in front of Lucy. "Lulu, sign it. You don’t want to be sued for defamation and end up in prison, do you?" His tone was calm and coaxing, but behind the lenses of his gold-rimmed glasses, his gaze was cold as ice. Lucy, tears stubbornly clinging to her eyes, looked up at him and said with a trembling voice, "Why, Wyatt, Why?"

warning! cerita ini saya dedikasikan untuk sang mantan yang terpaksa dengan tidak terhormatnya saya tinggalkan begitu saja. sebagai bentuk permintaan maaf yang sebesar-besarnya, cerita ini saya khususkan persembahkan untukmu Can. *** Ayana Wiratmi Kencanasari Handoko, sang gadis tomboy yang terkenal galak dan menjadi satu-satunya wanita yang dijuluki sebagai preman kampus. Dalam hidupnya ia tak pernah memikirkan ia akan menikah dan berjodoh dengan siapa sebab ia masih asik dengan kesendirian dan tetap dalam pendiriannya sebagai jomblo sejati, kalau perlu samapai mati tanpa berpangku tangan pada siapapun. "Kalau bisa sendiri, mengapa harus berdua?" slogan yang selalu ia katakan pada dirinya agar tak terpengaruh dengan hasutan setan disekitarnya yang selalu menyuruhnya untuk mencari pasangan. namun pada akhirnya pendirian itu dengan sangat kejamnya terpaksa harus diruntuhkan akibat sang kakak Adinda Wiratmi KencanaSari Handoko menolak perjodohan yang telah diimpikan sang ayah dan bundanya semasa dulu dengan cara mencoba bunuh diri membuat kedua orangtuanya dengan sangat berat hati menjadikan Ayana sebagai pengganti posisi sang kakak. Dan disinilah kehidupan barunya dimulai, pernikahannya selalu dipenuhi dengan tantangan, apalagi pria yang menikahinya ialah pria yang ia anggap sebagai musuhnya sekaligus dosen yang selalu ia benci dikampusnya. Lalu bagaimana kisah selanjutnya? Yuk ikuti terus ceritanya. Selamat menghaluuuuuu!

"I never thought I’d be able to love someone so intensely, but I love you." This is what Kate Amarantt thought the moment she realized she was in love with her boss, Cassian Belmontt. After fleeing a relationship with constant assaults, Kate left New York, stopping in Toronto, Canada, where she got a job as a cleaning assistant at a major company. She swore she would never be able to fall in love with another man again, but after a masquerade ball, she saw it all change in the blink of an eye. Camouflaged behind a mask of lies, the woman finds herself increasingly involved in a web of feelings and traumas, which even being things of the past, still insist on pursuing and tormenting her. Will she be able to overcome such memories? Will Cassian and Kate’s love really happen?