Widow Artinya

Samantha Bones has always been the nerd and naive type. But well, not exactly that night. She got rid of her glasses, dropped her hair, and crashed a party. P.S ~She was forced by her stepmom to marry a man she barely know just to save her father's company that's on the verge of bankruptcy. While drunk with grief, she met a stranger and had a one night stand with him. She woke up the next morning and couldn't find him. Months passed and on her engagement night, everyone found out she was pregnant. Hence she became an object of laughter, scorned by society overnight. Her parents hated her, loathed by her husband to be and was driven away from home to search for the one who got her pregnant. ~ ~ Samantha Bones finally found him. He was a smoking hot billionaire, CEO to the wright Diamond corporation in Braeton city. His name is Davis Del Rio. She found him but on his wedding day. She came out of the crowd and shamelessly announced that she was pregnant for him. Davis couldn't denial as he's oblivious that his exquisite night with her resulted in a pregnancy. Enraged by his betrayal, Davis wife to be left him standing at the alter. Becoming a substituting bride, Samantha got married to him. When she got married, she thought she would find happiness but her husband made the marriage hell for her for five years until she lost her child and her husband went into coma. It was only a matter of time until she was deemed a widow and be kicked out by his family. Nine years later, she came back and found out her husband as remarried. Being labeled as the bitter ex wife, she yearned for her well- deserve revenge.

"Take my life but don't ruin my soul, please... I...I am a widow, " Tears streamed down from her eyes, watching that man hovering over her. Inessa softly hissed, when he slightly pressed the tip of the knife against her chin. "I didn't take your husband's life in front of your own eyes, so that I could let you go, " Her eyes widened when she found him wiping the knife against those tears in the corner of her eyes which made her fear intensity even more because she thought he was going to pierce it into her skin as she had seen him taking uncountable numbers of lives with no remorse. She again shut her lashes and waited to feel the sharp pain of her skin penetration but in the very next second, she felt the knife to get apart from her skin and warm drops of liquid falling on her lips. Her eyes opened when that liquid proceeded inside her parted lips and her tongue felt that metallic taste, and then she saw his palm bleeding. She teared up more by watching his soul quivering smirk. "Leave me.. Lea..." Her words got stuck inside her throat when she felt him grab her jaw which made her froze. She looked into his flaming darkened eyes with her reddened watery ones, and her whole body shivered in terror, feeling his palm getting inside her clothes. "Why? " her eyes never stopped forming tears . That question fell out from her mouth which was the question of her existence. Why did she have to endure all of that and why was she fated to get destroyed by him like this? "Because I am insane for you…." *DARK ROMANCE*

Tabitha tersenyum sinis ke arah Rino. “Kenapa? Lo kaget lihat gue, Rin? Nggak menyangka ya kalo ternyata gue ada di sini juga? Dan gue sudah dengar semuanya! Semua obrolan kalian berdua! Gue baru tahu kalau ternyata ada ya cowok yang sejahat lo, Rin! Jadi begitu rupanya? Lo anggap gue itu cuma sebatas cewek taruhan buat lo? Nggak ada artinya lagi kah gue selain itu, Rin? Menurut lo ... gue cewek kampungan? Culun? Kutu buku? Nggak cukup menarik ya buat lo? Nggak bisa bikin lo ‘naik’? Sorry ya, Rin! Sebelum lo menganggap diri lo itu cowok paling hebat yang bisa menaklukkan hati semua cewek, asal lo tahu aja ... lo nggak sehebat itu! Andai lo itu barang, dikasih gratis aja gue nggak mau terima, apalagi disuruh bayar! Karena buat gue, lo itu cuma cowok brengsek, jahat, nggak punya otak, yang pantasnya dibawa ke tukang loak terus ditukar sama piring! Tahu lo? Piring aja lebih berharga dan lebih berguna buat gue, daripada cowok kayak lo! Gue menyesaal ... banget pernah dekat sama lo, Rin! Cowok brengsek! Cowok nggak punya otak! Otak lo yang lo pikir cerdas bisa ngebodohin gue itu ternyata nggak lebih besar dari biji kwaci tahu nggak!” maki Tabitha, sebelum melangkah keluar dari warung kopi dan berlari menjauh. Rino melongo. Pemilik warung kopi bengong. Pemuda yang duduk di sebelah Rino bangkit berdiri sambil menahan tawa. “Kasihan lo, Rin! Udah otak lo cuma segede kwaci, lo mau dibawa ke tukang loak lagi! Ditukar sama piring!” Pemuda itu tertawa tergelak. "Diam lo!" bentak Rino. Malu. Pemuda itu semakin tertawa tergelak.

I've been married to billionaire CEO Christopher Hayes for two years, and only now does my ex, Benjamin Clarke, decide to propose. The rumble of engines echoes as a fleet of black trucks lines up neatly outside my private estate. The drivers unload box after box of gifts—luxury watches, fine jewelry, couture gowns, and even a grand piano. Standing proudly among the shower of rose petals, he announces, "Sienna, I told you—the only reason I had a child with my sister-in-law was because my older brother died in an accident, and she wanted to keep our family's bloodline alive. "The baby just turned a month old. I've fulfilled my promise to her, and now I've come to marry you!" I lounge in the heated pool, having just finished my postpartum recovery exercises, and I can't even be bothered to look at him. He knits his brows, and his tone turns patronizing. "I know you're upset, but you're the heiress of the Grant family; you have everything you could ever want! Why can't you show a little compassion for a widow who just lost her husband? "I know it was selfish of me to make you wait for two years, but I'm back now! Our wedding will be held in three days. I can tell you still care about me. If not, why would you greet me in such a revealing bikini?" His overconfidence makes me chuckle. "Guards, get him out of here! I'm trying to swim here." What a joke. I've just welcomed the heir of Hayes Group into the world, and Christopher has been insisting that I take our baby home to visit my parents. Yet, somehow, I end up running into this idiot.

“When Destiny brings you into a game.“ MEET ALBYAZKA STEVANO__ He's the perfect man. Muda, tampan, kaya, multitalent, hingga mendapat gelar the perfectionist boss. Membuat Alby selalu menganggap mudah segala hal termasuk wanita. Namun, tidak lagi setelah pertemuanya dengan seorang wanita galak bernama Alessia Mikhayla. Seorang yang sanggup membuat Alby tertantang dan merasa tertarik untuk pertama kali pada seorang wanita hanya karena sebuah julukan Bedebah darinya. MEET ALESSIA MIKHAYLA__ seorang 'secret agent' berparas cantik yang terkenal galak dan keras kepala. Wanita bebas dan tidak suka diatur apalagi dikekang sepertinya sangat membenci banyak hal. Termasuk, Albyazka Stevano. Sejak pertemuan pertama mereka yang tidak bisa di katakan baik juga pertemuan-pertemuan tidak terduga lainnya yang banyak meninggalkan kejadian buruk membuat ruang gerak Alessia menjadi terbatas. Alessia membencinya. Membenci kehidupannya yang bahkan terasa seperti seekor burung peliharaan karena ulah pria itu yang sesuka hati mengklaim dirinya sebagai kekasih di hadapan media. Setelah segala hal yang terjadi, mana mungkin Alessia membiarkannya? Menjadikanya mainan pria itu? Well.. Albyazka Stevano perlu tahu kalau Alessia bukan wanita yang mudah dikalahkan. Wait for the time .. Alessia akan membuktikannya. Lihat saja.. BLURB️ "Kau tidak bisa seenaknya padaku, Darling." "I can, who will stop me?" Alessia kemudian menciumnya sekali lagi, hanya kecupan singkat dan ia kembali tersenyum. "Sudah cukup." Alby menaikkan alis. "Apa maksudmu?" "Kau tidak dengar? Cukup. Artinya berhenti. Aku tidak akan melakukan hal lain selain berciuman." gumam Alessia menjelaskan. "Tinggalkan saja nomor rekeningmu." "Buka matamu, Darling. Kau perlu melihat siapa aku untuk kembali mendiskusikan tentang uang." "Tidak perlu repot-repot, aku tidak peduli kau siapa." _________ "Kau milikku, tidak ada jalan kembali untukmu pergi." -Albyazka Stevano.

My name is Hazel Falken, and I am the only daughter of the Base Commander during the apocalypse. Even though it is the apocalypse, I am still spoiled left and right by my family and raised to be their little princess at home. My dad, Ernest Falken, is worried that I will marry into a family that will mistreat me. So, he decides to choose four husband candidates and bring them up in our own home for me to pick from when I'm older. In my past life, I chose Curtis Granger, whom I have liked for a long while, when Dad asked me to pick my husband. However, not long after our marriage, Curtis volunteers himself as a guard to be stationed outside the base perimeter. He never returns home after that, and I am left living as a widow in the safety of the base's inner district. 30 years later, when my hair has turned fully white, I decide that I can't wait for him anymore and go out to find him. I then realize that he has formed another family outside the base without my knowing. It then dawns on me that Curtis never liked me. He had also only married me because he wanted to repay Dad for bringing him up. Not long after that, a wave of zombies attacks us. Curtis pushes me down and shields me under his body. "Hazel, I know that I never should've lied to you. I'll give up my life to repay the kindness that Commander Falken has shown to me. "But if there is a next life, I hope that you won't pick me again." When I open my eyes again, I find out that I have travelled back in time to the day when Dad asks me to pick my husband. "Hazel, these four people are my right-hand men. Whom would you like to pick as your husband?"

"Mommy!" seorang bocah laki-laki menghampiri Disya yang sedang duduk menikmati es krim bersama dengan ketiga sahabatnya di salah satu caffe. Disya tentu saja membelalakkan matanya, yang benar saja bocah laki-laki di depannya memanggil Disya dengan sebutan 'Mommy' padahal Disya masih duduk di bangku kuliah semester tujuh, dan lagipula Disya belum menikah, bagaimana mungkin dia sudah mempunyai anak? Kailash, nama bocah laki-laki itu. Rupanya dia salah mengira Disya Mommynya. Hingga akhirnya seorang lelaki menghampiri meja mereka. Disya sampai membelalakkan matanya, mulutnya menganga ketika melihat lelaki tampan itu. Devan, lelaki yang dipanggil 'Daddy' oleh Kai. Baru pertama kali bertemu saja, rasanya Disya langsung jatuh cinta. Memejamkan kedua matanya, sedikit membenarkan posisi duduknya, lalu menengadahkan kedua tangannya di depan dada. "Ya Tuhan... jodohkanlah hamba dengan Pak Devan, kalo Pak Devan masih ada istri, ambil saja istrinya!" "Astaga, Disya omogan kamu ih!" pekik ketiga sahabatnya berbarengan. Mereka tentu saja syok mendengar ucapan sembarangan yang diucapkan Disya beberapa detik yang lalu. "Sejak kapan kamu suka sama om-om hah?!" "Sejak hari ini!" Berbeda dengan Disya yang langsung terpikat, Devan malah melihat Disya dengan tatapan tidak suka. Namun, Disya akan tetap bertekad, dia harus mendapatkan hati Devan. Setelah menjadi detektif dadakan untuk mengamati Devan. Sebuah fakta yang berhasil membuat Disya merasa sangat senang. Devan hanya tinggal berdua dengan Kai, yang artinya Devan adalah seorang duda bukan? Benar! Tentunya itu adalah kesempatan besar untuk Disya mendapatkan hati Devan. Tidak perlu mengambil hati Kai—bocah itu sudah menyukai Disya sejak pertemuan pertamanya. Tugas Disya hanya mencari cara untuk mengambil hati Devan. Akankah Disya berhasil? "Otw jadi Mommy Kai." — Nadisya Queensa Fatyavia. "Ck! Gadis kecil!" — Devano Zayn Ganendra. ***

During the seventh year of my relationship with Oscar Ramsay, he goes back to his home country to inherit the position of heir to the Ramsay family from his younger brother, Oliver Ramsay, who passed away. He also accepts Oliver's widow, Evie Griffin, into the family. Every time after he sleeps with her, he will get down on his knees before me and beg me for forgiveness. "I'm sorry, Aurora. You're the only person I love, but none of this is of my own accord. I'll only be able to publicly announce our relationship after I successfully give Evie a baby to be the next family heir. "I'll be taking over the company by then, too, and give you a better life in the future." He even tells me resentfully that his father, Uriah Ramsay, had told him of his dying wish that Evie give birth to a baby boy. Over the next year, Oscar sleeps with Evie 200 times. It went from a few times a month to a few times a week. Eventually, Oscar just sleeps in her room every single night. After I lose sleep for 200 nights, Evie finally gets pregnant. The next day, Oscar and Evie get married at a very expensive and elaborate wedding at a church. Ingrid Ramsay, my daughter, gets upset when she sees Oscar and Evie kissing on the screen. "Mommy, why is Daddy getting married to someone else? You're his wife!" I cover Ingrid's eyes and smile bitterly. "Because Daddy doesn't love Mommy." Oscar doesn't know this, but I have never cared that other people didn't know about my real identity. I also don't care about his money or wealth. I only care whether or not he loves me. I'm no longer willing to face a man who cheats on me. Instead, I bring Ingrid with me as we leave him forever.

In the third year of Ariel Slater's remarriage with Remi Callahan, she realizes that she's pregnant with his baby. As his wife, she does her utmost best to avoid getting into fights with him. Whenever Remi comes home late, Ariel no longer welcomes him home at the door. When Remi gets absolutely wasted at his business meetings, all Ariel does is command the household staff to prepare a hangover tonic for him. Remi is very busy with work, so it's rare for him to come home. Even so, Ariel doesn't use the landline in the family compound to call him. When she's eight months pregnant, Ariel discovers a tube of ointment in Remi's coat that's not hers. But she merely puts it back in his pocket without saying a word. One day, when Ariel visits the maternity hospital next to the family compound for a prenatal check-up, she comes across an incident that humiliates her to no end. Two nurses happen to walk out of a ward at that time. As they walk down the corridor, they chat among themselves. "Mr. Callahan cares about Ms. Reed a lot. The moment she gives birth to a son, he's quick to book her the best single-person ward in this hospital." "I heard that Ms. Reed is the widow of Mr. Callahan's dead mentor. He takes good care of Ms. Reed, that's for sure. Not only does he keep her company in the day, but he also refuses to go home at night. He really is a caring man." "But I heard that Mr. Callahan's wife is about to give birth. I wonder what will happen if she finds out about Mr. Callahan's antics…" Even though the nurses keep their voices low, Ariel still hears every word as clear as day. As she stares at Remi, who's speaking with his colleague, Ella Reed, while cradling her newborn, she feels her eyes reddening against her will. She decides to file for a divorce from him right there and then. This time, she will never remarry him, no matter what.

Shortly after we said "I do," the Family sent my husband, Dario, down to the Mexican border. He told me it was a meat grinder down there—cartel territory. where guys were zipped into body bags every day. He said he had to go—to expand the territory, for the glory of the Family. He claimed it was too dangerous and that his enemies would paint a target on my back, so he wouldn't take me with him. I believed him. I stayed behind in his old, rot-infested house in New Jersey, taking care of his bitter, spiteful parents. I spent my days and nights in the Family's moldy laundromat, washing bills stained with blood. He told me he sent every dime he made down there to the widow of a brother who took a bullet for him. He asked me to be understanding. I never complained. Day after day, I pressed expensive suits in that humid laundromat, waiting for him to come home. It wasn't until the eighth year that a mobster came back drunk. When I asked about Dario, he froze, then sneered at me through a haze of alcohol. "Dario? Are you kidding? He’s been a King in Manhattan for years. He’s the youngest Underboss of the Corleone family." I stood frozen, the iron in my hand burning a hole right through a shirt. "And he got married seven years ago. Biggest cathedral in New Jersey. Half the mob was there to toast the groom..." He pulled a crumpled photo from his leather jacket. Snuggled up against my husband was a woman in a high-end couture gown—the very same "poor, widowed sister-in-law" he had told me about. The next day, I contacted a fixer who specialized in fake IDs. On the application for a one-way ticket to Europe—a ticket to vanish off the face of the earth—I filled in the fake name I had prepared long ago. He trapped me for seven years with a sham marriage. From now on, I’d be done with this damn loyalty.