Diary Anak Broken Home

When my husband, Drake Connor, posted a photo of me on social media, this random woman mistook me for his mistress. She confronted me in the street, a baby in her arms and a crowd of relatives and friends in tow, ready to teach me a lesson. "You shameless tramp! How dare you seduce my husband! "I’ll beat you to death, you disgusting woman!" The crowd beat me, smashed my car, and ripped my clothes. I left that encounter bruised and battered, suffering a concussion and a fractured arm. In the end, I called the police and demanded justice. I had a divorce agreement drawn up and threw it in Drake's face. "If it weren’t for me, you’d be begging in the streets! And now you dare to hide a woman and child from me? "Get out! Don’t expect a penny from me!"

In a world ruled by Alphas, where Omegas and Betas were meant to serve, Mikhail lived in the quiet safety of his mother's love. He was a rare kind of Omega-mute, delicate, and unseen by the brutal world beyond their small cottage. His mother shielded him from the harsh reality of their hierarchy, whispering soft words into his ear as he traced the shapes of her lips with his fingers. But peace was fragile. One cold evening, his father returned-a man Mikhail barely knew, reeking of alcohol and desperation. With a cruel glint in his eye, he grabbed Mikhail's wrist, pulling him away from his mother's trembling arms. "You're worth more than you know," his father muttered, shoving him into the arms of a hooded stranger. Mikhail didn't need words to understand. He had been sold. Colton was a name whispered in fear, a beast draped in human skin. An Alpha whose touch left scars on both body and soul. He ruled with cruelty, his presence alone enough to make even the strongest Omegas tremble. Mikhail had heard of him. Everyone had. When he was thrown at Colton's feet, he didn't fight. He didn't beg. He simply met the Alpha's piercing golden eyes with silent defiance. The room was silent. Colton tilted his head, intrigued. "A mute Omega," he mused, his voice like gravel. "How will you scream for me?" Mikhail swallowed hard, but he refused to break. The Alpha's lips curled into a smirk, but there was no amusement in his eyes. Only hunger. Only the promise of ruin. "Let's see how long that silence lasts."

Suamiku pulang membawa seorang anak, tepat di perayaan ulang tahun putri kami. Anak perempuan itu memanggil papa pada suamiku. Siapa dia?

Raven has endured a rough life with her father dying when she was 11 years old. Her mother blamed her for his death which led to her being mentally and physically abused by her mother. She may be the best warrior in the Rising Ash pack, but as a female they don't recognize her as anything other than a breeding mare. Hoping to find her mate when she turns 18 and leave the pack, she gets a big shock that derails her plans. Allistar is the top warrior of the Opal River pack and is hoping to soon find his mate. He lives with parents who always find fault in everything he does and refuse to show him love so he is hoping his mate can show him that love he is missing. Yet, things don't always work out how you want. Now both are part of a prophecy and destined to save all werewolves. Will they still get their happy endings they crave or will fate stand in their way?

Akibat tidak mendengarkan perkataan kedua orang tuanya, Qiana terjerumus ke dalam lubang yang sangat gelap. Masa depannya hancur karena pergaulan bebas dengan seorang pria yang bukan mahramnya. Padahal, Qiana tahu dosa apa yang akan dia tanggung jika berhubungan dengan lelaki yang bukan suaminya. Apa lagi Qiana terlahir dari keluarga yang taat agama, ayahnya seorang ustad dan pimpinan sebuah pondok pesantren ternama. Ibunya juga sering memberikan pengajian pada ibu-ibu sekitar kompleks rumahnya. Tapi Qiana, dia tidak suka dengan peraturan yang ketat, dia yang berjiwa bebas dan ingin menikmati dunia luar ketika sang ayah menyarankan untuk masuk pesantren, Qiana lebih memilih mendaftar pada sekolah negri dan tidak ingin menggunakan kekuasaan serta pengaruh ayahnya dalam hidupnya. Meski sudah mencoba untuk membujuk Qiana, kedua orang tuanya terpaksa mengalah agar sang anak tidak salah langkah dan membiarkan Qiana untuk masuk ke sekolah pilihannya. Akan tetapi, kebebasan yang kedua orang tuanya berikan sudah membuat Qiana salah langkah hingga kejadian itu pun terjadi. Mampukah Qiana mengatasi masalahnya sendiri? Apakah dia bisa menemukan kebahagiaan dengan menikahi seorang pria yang menyukainya dengan tulus dan menerima Qiana apa adanya?

Axen is no simpering mate who hangs around moaning about being rejected. It was unanimously agreed, from the moment the Bond between him and the future Alpha Ravy struck, that he was an unacceptable mate. He was only 15 at the time, a lowborn, and physically the antithesis of the famous Pureblood Pack. But no one took into account the fact that sometimes, the Bond, refuses to break. Axen is Hansome smart, and has a sharp tongue. He doesn't need the pack and he certainly doesn't need Ravy.

Patricia Harrington, a town darling and a promising young woman. Sweet, kind-hearted, loving and God-fearing. She had the perfect princess life with a successful businessman as a father and a bright future ahead of her. She's like a majestic butterfly that is envied by many. But life always has a cruel punchline. How can a butterfly survive with its wings broken in pieces? Will Patricia find the strength to face what life has given her?

SINOPSIS 'BUKAN MESIN PEMBUAT ANAK' DIANGKAT DARI KISAH NYATA! Demi menyelamatkan perusahaan ayahnya yang nyaris bangkrut, Riska terpaksa menikah dengan Ronan Sambara Miguel, pria keturunan Indo-Australia, siapa sangka, Ronan yang awalnya tipikal suami yang sempurna dan tidak banyak menuntut justru menuntut Riska memberikan dirinya keturunan anak laki-laki ketika anak yang dilahirkan selalu berjenis kelamin perempuan. Jika Riska menolak maka ia harus menerima kekerasan dan ancaman sang suami yang akan berselingkuh! Desain cover exlusively designed by Beruang.

After three years of marriage, I believed I had the perfect family. My wife, Sarah, was gentle and caring, and our son was bright and adorable. On a rare day when I finished work early, I arrived home to find Sarah asleep, slumped tiredly by the crib. My heart went out to her, and I decided to carry her to our bedroom. As I approached, Sarah's phone screen suddenly lit up. A message appeared: “Sarah, is our son asleep?"

Jefferson is a young detective. The case he is handling this time is about the two handsome and ruthless mafia brothers. He decides to become a their bodyguard to spy on them. But who would have thought his goal changed from wanting to put them in jail to wanting to get into his bed?