Yankee No Brim

Malia Amari Valentina, a young girl of Spanish origin, grew up in the Caribbean isles. At the age of 10 she was introduced to a world no other human has ever seen. She lives her life full of secrets and her family and friends have no idea of the supernatural world they lived in, or so she thought. Malia is soon to be eighteen and her body is going through some changes that she cannot control. Mother Nature tries her best to hide her from the evil which wants to consume and kill her. Her world turns over on her birthday never to be the same again. Fear breaks her whilst love makes her stronger. Fighting for her family she loses herself to the darkness that wants to consume her from within.

Satu aksi penyelamatan membuat Siby jatuh cinta pada seorang pria yang berprofesi sebagai anggota Brimob. Saking sukanya, Siby sampai minta tolong pada papanya untuk mendekatkan mereka. Tak disangka ternyata orang tua mereka saling mengenal. Sayangnya Siby harus gigit jari karena hati Anggara Yudhistira terlalu beku untuk menerima perasaannya, pasca luka masa lalu pria itu yang dikhianati oleh kekasihnya. Akankah hati Anggara akhirnya mencair dan menerima Siby, setelah nyawa istrinya jadi incaran beberapa orang yang ingin membalas dendam? Lalu apa yang akan Siby lakukan saat sosok yang selalu ada dalam hati suaminya tiba-tiba muncul setelah sekian lama dan mulai mengguncang bahtera rumah tangga mereka? Baca kisah mereka selengkapnya...

Divorce Discord is a tangled love affair between Charles Rogers and Vivian Harry. The pair were undergraduates of Yankee University. Their enjoinment into marital bloc ignited the fire of regrettable irregularities and frustrations accompanying a wrong choice of mate, abscond, impetuosity and excommunication, fray and frazzle, insubordination, elopement, divorce discord, re-betrothal and suicide…

Divorce Discord is a tangled love affair between Charles Rogers and Vivian Harry. The pair were undergraduates of Yankee University. Their enjoinment into marital bloc ignited the fire of regrettable irregularities and frustrations accompanying a wrong choice of mate, abscond, impetuosity and excommunication, fray and frazzle, insubordination, elopement, divorce discord, re-betrothal and suicide…

The afterlife is another world entirely. Called "The Otherworld" for lack of agreement among the inhabitants. It's filled to the brim with the various creatures and gods of mythology. Follow Death and Lucifer as they set out on a mission to meet the "Unknown" that is leading a human uprising in this Otherworld.

Ava Goldington lost her parents in a brutal accident that happened right in front of her eyes. With an unstable werewolf form and a burning desire to know the truth, she falls into a series of trap that brings her one step closer to deaths door. Horland Green, handsome to the brim with a beautiful smile and a powerful werewolf is the mate she has been blessed with. But instead of the amazing love story she had always imagined, she is faced with rejection and hatred that stems from the blood from him and the rest of the pack. When Ava runs from the pack to save her life, she runs into the hands of a powerful Alpha. Charming, gorgeous and charismatic Grindley Horninglow proposes little Ava with the deal to become his mate. With the thought that he would keep her safe and help her unravel the mysteries surrounding her, Ava soon finds out he is no less than a devil in disguise. If Ava will escape her ill fate, unravel the secret behind her parents death and protect her life rests in a secret amulet that no one seem to know the whereabout of.

My husband lies to me about working late on Christmas Day. I know he wants to give me a surprise—I saw a jewelry set worth millions of dollars in his pocket. However, all I receive is the news of him pretending to be Santa Claus as he delivers a gift to his female secretary. She flaunts it on social media. "You're the most precious Christmas gift I've gotten." My husband changes the background photo on his social media to a photo of them together. I smile and like the post. Later, the secretary comes to me and smugly says she's pregnant. Meanwhile, I pull out a diagnosis report verifying that my husband is sterile. "Checkmate!" She visibly panics.

For six years, I took bullets for him and erased every sharp edge of myself. Because of the way he protected me, outsiders all believed I was the woman closest to his heart. However, when I asked for just one sincere “I love you”, he laughed and refused. “Mafia marriages aren’t about feelings. Know your place.” Then he said, “If Sophia doesn’t like it, don’t even bother.” When the bomb countdown hit thirty seconds, my don husband shoved me aside without hesitation and ran out holding Sophia in his arms. Only then did I understand that after six years of entanglement, I wasn't even worth a single hair of his sister. I slammed the divorce papers into his face. “I’m going to personally send you and your precious sister straight to hell!”

A few weeks before our wedding, Rodney Luther's stepmother, Jessica Flaine, posts a photo on her social media. In the photo, she's wearing the wedding dress I picked out, holding a bouquet of red roses, and shyly leaning toward Rodney, asking for a kiss. The caption reads—"Dreams fulfilled." I don't call Rodney in tears or throw a fit like I used to. I simply like the post and leave a comment. "Screenshot sent to Rodney's father." Not long after, Jessica deletes the post, and Rodney's phone call follows immediately. "Ivana, you're being so petty! The rest of my days belong to you. It's only today that I'm fulfilling a small dream of Jessica's. Hurry up and explain things to my dad! "Come on, be good. I've got a gift for you." A scoff escapes me. "Rodney, do you hear me clearly? Go explain it to your father yourself!"

He is the unchallenged Alpha of the Shadow pack. He crushes my hand, lets his true love drive me to the brink, and forces me to lick wolfsbane from my wounds in the punishment chamber, turning me into the pack's laughingstock. I am the Lunar pack's pawn in a political bonding. After enduring three years of humiliation and clutching enemy intelligence, I overturn his throne during the Moon Ceremony, making him watch helplessly as his beloved betrays him and his pack descends into chaos. Later, he backs down. He abdicates as Alpha and gets down on his knees at the pack's border every day, his voice hoarse from shouting, "I was wrong." I hold a blood-stained dagger, my gaze icy as I say, "Your regret is deadlier than wolfsbane and worth even less than my life." Our bonding is a calculated trap, and revenge is the move I am determined to play. Winning him back no longer matters. This time, I am not turning back. I want nothing but his endless remorse and the chance to break my chains and begin a new life.