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I used to be that girl in the mafia—envied, untouchable. Orlando Leone, the big bad Don everyone feared, had eyes only for me. I took a bullet for him. After that? People whispered I couldn't have kids. He tried to shut them up by knocking me up—ninety-nine tries. Try number ten? His shiny new secretary texted, all confused over a decimal. He bailed on me. By thirty, she crashed his sports car while shopping. Claimed she couldn't park. I was left freezing in a bathtub. He said he loved me, but when it counted, he always picked the girl who played dumb and helpless. That's when it hit me—his love was never really mine. And by the time I disappeared for real, he lost his mind looking. Too bad. Me and that promise? Already buried at sea.

Willingly dying at the hands of his only teacher to repay all his debt, Hubert simultaneously plans his reincarnation and finds himself in the body of an 'evil' cultivator named wanted by one of the three strongest power of the Douluo Continent— Spirit Hall. But hope isn't lost. His trait from his previous life never left his side and now he will make missions in the Douluo Continent and live another life, this time, a life not owed to anybody.

After seven years of marriage, my wife had rarely asked me to accompany her back to her parents' home. She always said she didn't want me stepping into that cramped, crowded little house and feeling wronged. This year, during the New Year, I happened to be in the city where my in-laws lived for a business trip. By chance, I came across a local video online. It was posted by a resident of an upscale neighborhood. "Mom, Dad, my beloved wife and son—thank you for giving an orphan like me a complete and happy life." The elderly couple in the video were dressed in the same high-end outfits I had bought for my in-laws. I thought of how frugal they had always been, how they lived simply and spared every penny. A decision formed in my mind: tomorrow, I would buy them a place in that very neighborhood, in their name, so they could enjoy a comfortable retirement. It would be my small act of filial piety. But the next day, the moment I stepped into the residential complex, I saw my in-laws coming downstairs—with my wife and a child. Could it be that my wife had secretly bought them an apartment? I pressed my lips together, about to step forward, when a man rushed over and caught my father-in-law just as he nearly stumbled. "Dad, careful now." My footsteps froze. My wife was an only child. I had never heard of any foster relatives. He called my father-in-law "Dad." Then… who was I?

Panaginip ay isa lamang panaginip sa nakararami subalit kung ang panaginip mo ay pilit kang ginugulo sa realidad dapat ka bang mabahala? kiligin o matakot? Francheska Romero, ang babaeng pilit kalimutan ang nangyari sa panaginip nya pero hindi makalimutan kahit ang maliit na scenario at patuloy na ginugulo ng isang hindi kilalang lalaki. Gusto kitang tanungin kung ano ang ginagawa mo sa panaginip ko bakit mo ko patuloy na inililigtas. Kilala nga ba kita talaga? o gumagawa lang ng mga mukha ang isip ko? o di kaya'y sadyang patay ka na, Sebastian?

Jessica came to her senses under the bed of her fiancé and good friend’s, regaining her IQ, and couldn’t go back ever since. The douchebag: “Jessica, prepare a birthday gift to celebrate my dad’s birthday.” “Sorry, now I am the chairman, it is him who should pay tribute!” Jessica’s scum girlfriend: “Jessica, can you let me host the marriage show?” “You said that you haven’t experienced the pure love, so don't even think about it!” Jessica tore off the fake masks of the scumbags’ and turned to a pair of ink eye pupils: “It does feel cool to slap others, but don’t forget what your identity is!” “What identity?" Christian Maddox held her waist lightly, his face without missing a beat: “You should ask the little prince in your belly...”

I opened my eyes to a sharp sting in my arm. Pushing up my sleeve, I froze. A dense line of jagged letters had been carved into the skin of my right forearm: [This house has monsters! Every time I'm killed, I'm thrown into a loop and lose all my memories. With each death, I mark my hand.] Beneath the warning, three crooked tally marks were etched deep into my arm.

Merona Anshula atau sering dipanggil Rona, memiliki mimpi bisa secara langsung mengikuti setiap proses pembuatan drama di Korea. Lewat Park Hee Young, teman Koreanya, ia memberanikan diri berangkat seorang diri. Tetapi saat sudah sampai di Korea, Park Hee Young tidak ada. Rona yang sendirian di Kota Seoul itu bertemu dengan Go Do Hyun, seorang pemuda yatim piatu yang bersusah payah berusaha bertahan hidup di sana.

After a falling out with my long-distance boyfriend, I decide to secretly fly home to patch things up with him. Unexpectedly, I catch him fooling around at home with his secretary. "Do you need to be so mad? I only got someone to act as your stand-in. Ultimately, you're still the one I love." I listen to his preposterous lies and hide my stomach cancer diagnosis behind my back. I say, "It's not a bad idea to gather more of these fakes. You won't be too upset when I'm dead." But after I die, he loses his mind when he looks at his secretary's face.

Dua remaja yang kembali bertemu setelah bertahun-tahun dan akhirnya memutuskan untuk menjalani hubungan karena merasa hubungan ini persis seperti yang mereka cari dan butuhkan selama ini, juga berharap kalau hubungan ini bisa berlanjut ke jenjang yang lebih serius. Namun selama proses berjalannya hubungan ternyata banyak hal yang bertentangan dari keduanya dan mereka saling berusaha untuk hubungan ini. Perasaan dan logika mereka berdua pun ternyata mengalami dinamika yang luar biasa selama berhubungan. Cinta yang bersemi diantara mereka di usia 20-an ternyata berbeda jauh dengan cinta yang mereka rasakan di usia belasan. Perjalanan mencari dan mempertahankan jati diri, juga perjalanan untuk memiliki hubungan yang realistis namun memberikan kebahagiaan. Apa saja yang terjadi selama perjalanan hubungan Tasya dan Radit?

Rising actress Kylie Klein celebrates her future by buying a luxury car for her boyfriend, only to find him cheating on her. Reeling from the shock, she finds a moment of raw connection with Ivan, a prominent businessman grieving the loss of his iconic wife, Olivia Blackwood, who died of cancer. Their shared pain leads to a kiss, a moment Kylie instantly regrets when she realizes the late actress's identity. But Ivan's public life is a dangerous lie. His legitimate business is merely a front for his powerful connection to the Mafia, and Olivia’s death was no tragedy of nature—it was a brutal act of vengeance for Ivan’s past actions. As their unlikely bond ignites a perilous love, Kylie is pulled into his world of lethal secrets. Ivan must fight a vicious war to save his empire, while Mona must decide if her love can survive the truth: that the man she is falling for, the man the world sees as a grieving businessman, is responsible for the death of the woman he claims to mourn.