Your Lie In April Characters

เขารักคนพี่แต่ทำไมเขาต้องแต่งกับคนน้อง.. ไอ้สัญญาระหว่างพ่อกับเพื่อนพ่อถ้าเขาไม่ทำมันก็ถือเป็นการเนรคุณ ดังนั้นการแต่งงานที่ไม่เต็มใจจึงเกิดขึ้นแต่ไม่เป็นไรเขาจะทำให้เธอทนไม่ได้และหายไปเอง “ทำไมคุณพ่อทำกับหนูแบบนี้คะ? เงินนั่นคุณแม่เก็บเอาไว้ให้หนู.. มันไม่ใช่น้อยๆ เลยนะคะ.. แล้วไหนจะเงินเดือนที่หนูส่งมาให้อีก.. คุณพ่อใจร้ายกับหนูมากเลยนะคะ.. หนูไม่คิดเลยว่าทุกคนจะเอาเปรียบหนูได้ถึงขนาดนี้.. พี่มายด์ลูกสาวสุดที่รักของคุณพ่อก็อีกคน.. โตขนาดนี้แล้วทำไมไม่หัดทำงานทำการบ้างคะ จะต้องรอให้แก่ตายก่อนรึยังไงถึงจะคิดได้… หนูรู้ค่ะว่าคุณพ่อรักพี่มายด์มาตลอดแต่หนูเลือกที่จะปิดตาข้างนึงและปลอบใจตัวเองว่าหนูคิดมากไป หนูอาจจะอิจฉาพี่มายด์.. แต่นับวันเมื่อหนูโตขึ้นมันเริ่มไม่เป็นแบบนั้น คุณพ่อไม่แม้แต่จะโทรมาหาหนูและถามว่าหนูสบายดีไหม.. หนูเหมือนอยู่ตัวคนเดียว.. ถ้าวันนั้นหนูเลือกไปกับคุณตาคุณยาย..”

One immigration application ended my marriage— and erased me from my husband’s world forever. I was Arabella Ashford— the wife of the man everyone wanted to marry. An Italian mafia heir—Born into power, wealth, and fear. A bloodline successor watched by international law enforcement, forbidden to cross borders, permanently barred from U.S. territory. They said he adored me— built me a private estate so I’d never hear the city, sent me flowers for no reason, just to make me smile, remembered every little thing I liked, every habit and quirk, No one saw the truth. And while the world called him perfect— he was putting another woman in my place, and another life in her womb. So I made my choice. I filed for permanent residency overseas. With that one signature, I erased myself from his world. From that moment on, he would never find me again. This was the price of his betrayal. He didn’t realize I was losing him that day. When he discovered the woman he betrayed was already beyond his reach. That was when he lost everything. He gave up his position. Walked away from his inheritance. Turned his back on a throne men would kill for— all to cross an ocean he was never allowed to enter.

Seven years into my secret marriage to Leon Ferrante—Don of the Ferrante Family—and he still wouldn't make it public. Before the vows, I was his Consigliere. Every arms deal went through me. After? Just another housewife. Swapped my holster for an apron. Kitchen counter became my war zone. He didn't want kids. Said he had to take care of his autistic little brother. I got it. So I gave it all up—for his Family, for that kid. The Family blew up fast. The kid? Went from blank stares to sharp comebacks. Even started talking. But Leon still kept me in the dark. His mother wouldn't quit. "Give him a healthy heir. He'll settle down." I thought maybe she was right. I clung to him for a few nights. I got pregnant. Came home with the results, ready to tell him— Then I heard his "autistic" brother ask, clear as day: "Papa, are you gonna divorce Anna and marry someone else?"

On the day the true heiress and I swapped places, my childhood sweetheart, bound to me by a promise made in youth, gripped my hand before our families and declared, "I chose you, not your title." Anna Pedersen, tears brimming in her eyes, enveloped me in a trembling embrace. "Joanne, we'll always be family. I'd never take what's rightfully yours." Everyone assumed I'd turned misfortune into fortune. Though I lost my status as the Pedersen heiress, I gained a steadfast lover and a selfless sister. But three years after fate corrected itself, photos of Calvin Thomas escorting Anna to a prenatal checkup flooded the internet. When I confronted him, he exhaled a plume of smoke and said coolly, "Anna is my true betrothed. This is just setting things right. Why are you so worked up?" He seized my wrist and dragged our engraved engagement ring across the back of my hand, leaving a bloody gash. "This scar will remind you of the twenty years of life you stole. Your life and I belong to their rightful owner."

He's the man I shouldn't want. A good-looking and powerful man like him shouldn't make me feel this way. He is rude, selfish, and is fucking incapable of reciprocating my feelings. Gray Westmore...that's his name. And I couldn't fucking unlove him now that I know he's trying to save his family from his psychotic twin.

When Alex, a twenty-one year old girl from a poor family, made a financial decision that made her family almost poor. Now her mother suffers from a deadly stroke that leaves her paralyzed and her younger sister, Emily, has gotten admission into the prestigious university of Greenville. Alex is confused and scared. She doesn't want to loose her mom and she also doesn't want her sister to loose her admission slot. But when a job offer comes in as a house keeper in the billionaire Beverly's Mansion, Alex is relieved. Until she finds out the being a male is the main criteria for the job. Alex is desperate, so she agrees. Find out as Alex copes with tying her boobs every morning with a bandage and developing feelings for her boss,the Billionaire Logan Beverly. *** *Snippet* I shift my suspicion aside and continued watching. Alex removed the baggy jeans he wore and was left in a lacy panty I scoffed loudly. My male housekeeper wore panties? I shook my head in confusion. Was he one of those men that had a weird kind of sexual kink? The he stalked into the bathroom. I was tempted to stop. Why was I even bothering watching him undress? It felt weird. But I wanted to know more about that bandage around him. What if he brought in a weapon and concealed it underneath the bandage? I needed to find out. My jaws dropped at what I saw. Alex had boobs! I wiped my eyes to make sure I wasn't hallucinating. How is it possible for a man to have boobs? What's going on here? Alex finally removed the last piece of clothing he had on. And only then did it dawn on me that Alex was in fact, a 'she'.

The past never stays buried forever... The past caught up with Harper Carrington in the cruelest way. After tragedy summoned her home to Virginia's Blue Ridge mountains, she was confronted with another twist of the knife – Wyck, her first love who abandoned her fifteen years before and disappeared off the map. Wyck Ward never planned to see Harper again after her powerful father exiled him from Carrington Ridge. Consumed by the desire for revenge, Wyck spent over a decade systematically destroying the man's corrupt legacy. But with his enemy suddenly dead, Wyck realizes his all-consuming vendetta could cost him what his fractured soul needs - Harper. Join Harper and Wyck as they discover if some hearts are too damaged to ever mend or if even the coldest embers can flare back to life when two fractured souls find the pieces they’ve been missing. If you enjoy small town, second chance romances with complex characters, all the feels, a side of steam, and lots of twisty mountain roads, you'll love this first book in the new Carrington Ridge series.

After the death of the Alpha couple, Olivia had to face the ruthless truth about her upbringing. With nothing left to hold her down, she ran to escape the memories that weren't hers. But this time, she didn't run with nothing; she ran with his mark burning as deep as her soul. *** The crowd of wolves gasped in horror. Some screamed, and many women burst into tears while their Alpha licked the blood from Olivia's skin. Olivia shivered when his disgusting lips left her neck. Noah's hand ran through her hair, grabbing a fistful of her snow-white curls; he pulled her against his body and whispered, "Good luck avoiding me now, rogue." ***

Si Belinda 'Billy' Monteza ay sikat na vlogger kaya ipinayo ng pinsan ni Konsehal Kidlat Romero na makipaglapit kay Billy kung ayaw niyang gumastos ng malaki sa kampanya. Siyempre dahil nga sa may pangarap si Konsehal Kidlat na mag-Mayor sa darating na election ay nakipagkaibigan siya kay Billy at nauwi sila sa pagliligawan. Sa tingin ni Billy ay si Kidlat na ang kanyang man of her dreams kaya naman ipinakilala pa niya ito sa kanyang followers. Dahil doon, nakilala na rin ng husto si Kidlat kaya naluklok itong Mayor. Masayang masaya si Billy dahil natupad ng kanyang mahal ang pangarap nito, ngunit, magiging masaya pa ba siya kung malalaman niyang ginamit lang siya ni Kidlat para sa pangarap nito?

-Who are you?" Finally, he stopped the silence. His words were strong, angry, and loud. "-What?" I felt so confused still couldn’t let my eyes from his new look. And his actions of killing without any emotions made my voice trembling. "-I...TOLD...YOU...WHO... THE FUCK... ARE... YOU...?" With stiff teeth he seemed to lose his patience, slowly and frighteningly, he asked, no, ordered to me, without lifting his eyes from me, with every word he took a step closer to me until I could smell the sweat, dirt smell of his ammunition from him. His hard chest-like rock was so close that it barely touched my body. I was shivering he was so scary and I still wanted him badly. "-Are you joking with me? How to understand, who am I?" I whispered... I stopped our deep gaze, even though it wasn't easy. -"What's happening here? Where are we? Why are you...." I couldn't finish one of my hundreds of questions when my husband turned his eyes away from me to his men. -"Take that strange ‘pause from his lips, his eyes traveled from the top of my head to my legs" bitch, to the cell, that little mouth soon will be open for me. And she will talk as well too."