Genius Face

When down-on-her-luck Rennie Brooks accepts a job as a live-in nanny for the daughter of cold, enigmatic billionaire Shawn Wolfe, she believes it’s just another job—and another clingy child—until the little girl looks up at her with wide, innocent eyes and calls her “Mommy”… then begins mirroring her every habit. The connection is instant. The tension between her and Shawn, undeniable. Because Shawn isn’t just her new boss—he’s the man from her one unforgettable night eight years ago, the stranger who vanished before dawn, leaving behind nothing but memories and heartbreak. Rennie swore she’d never fall for him again. But under the same roof, every stolen glance and forbidden touch reignites the desire she thought she’d buried for good. Her fragile new beginning shatters when Shawn’s glamorous ex-wife suddenly returns, demanding custody of the little girl Rennie has come to love as her own. Just as she prepares to walk away, a devastating secret surfaces— Diane isn’t Shawn’s daughter. She’s Rennie’s. Now Rennie must fight for the child she never knew was hers and face the hardest choice of her life: between the man who broke her heart and the one who might finally mend it.

At the awards for the Global Jewelry Design Competition, my stepsister Sandra took the grand prize. She used the designs she stole from me. What she didn’t know was the show’s biggest sponsor: Jude Moretti. Godfather of the Moretti family. A bloodthirsty monster scarred in an explosion, a man they say can never have children. And the grand prize? Becoming the Godfather’s bride. That night, Moretti’s men, all in black, delivered a gold-trimmed marriage contract. They were here for the “genius designer.” My fiancé, Marco, panicked. He whisked Sandra off to Vegas to save her. They got married that night. With the deed done, Sandra strutted back in, wearing my silk robe. She flashed the ring on her finger and the hickies all over her neck. “Marco’s mine now,” she purred. “What are you going to do, Odessa? The Godfather’s only giving you a day. If you don’t marry him, the Family will have to appease him. That means sending you to the red-light district. Selling you to the kind of sicko who gets off on broken things.” She was wrong. I had another choice. I found my father and stepmother, both scrambling to deal with the contract. “I’ll do it,” I said. “I’ll marry the Godfather.”

Cian Xia, one of the Immortal world's masters, went into seclusion for twelve years, holding words of promise from his lover, Wun Lan, who died in a demon war. That their fates will be entwined once more after the promise years have passed. They meet again, but these time things are different. The lover he has been waiting for so long has changed, and their fate appears to have been assigned to someone else. Would Cian Xia accept reality and forget everything, or would he begin again with no love, promises, or disappointment? Reminder: This is bxb, so if you all don't like this type of genre, please stop reading it immediately and find another novel. Thank you. For those who love this kind of genre, welcome, friends, and enjoy. Thank you for your support and for reading my story in advance. FB PAGE: @Yiawanxi

Andai kamu tahu, aku adalah orang paling bodoh setelah bertemu dengan kamu. Entah sudah berapa ratus kali aku bertemu seseorang, namun nyatanya kamu adalah orang yang tetap aku inginkan. Saat pertama kali aku bertemu denganmu, dan saat itu aku berharap bahwa diriku bisa bersanding denganmu dan mengenalmu dengan lebih baik, dalam hatiku aku berdoa semoga kelak aku yang akan memenangkan dirimu dan mendampingimu hidup diantara orang-orang yang berdiri di sampingmu sekarang. Maafkan aku juga yang telah lancang meminjam namamu atas doaku. Sebuah nama yang menjadi pengulangan atas do’a dan sujudku, entah seberapa hebat dirimu sampai bisa memenangkan hatiku dari sekian banyak manusia dimuka bumi ini, daya tarik apa yang kamu punya sehingga namamu saja kuperjuangkan di hadapan tuhanku yang menjadi candu. Untuk nama yang selalu menjadi pengulangan atas do’a dan ibadahku. Aku berharap ada balasan atas perihal tentang hatiku dan perasaanku kepadamu. Aku sudah tidak mengerti lagi bagaimana caraku merayu semesta agar aku bisa bersamamu, entah sekuat apa pintu hatimu, sampai kamu tidak bisa mendengar sedikit pun ketukan dariku, apakah kamu tuli sampai kamu tidak mendengar jeritan yang selalu menyebut namamu. Entah sampai kapan aku akan menjadi orang yang gigih untuk tetap memperjuangkanmu, sedangkan hujan yang berpetir pun sudah meremehkanku, lihatlah dengan sombongnya iya pamer bahwa langit yang beberapa saat hujan badai kini menampilkan pelangi yang indah untuk, dipamerkan kepada siapa pun yang melihatnya, seolah berkata ia telah berdamai dari waktu kelamnya. Lantas bagaimana dengan diriku yang sampai saat ini masih terombang-ambing badai kehidupan namun tidak kunjung mereda, Sedangkan badai itu sendiri semakin hari semakin kuat untuk membuatku terjatuh. Jikalau aku bisa meminta aku ingin berhenti dan istirahat sejenak, tidak mungkin kalau aku akan baik-baik saja saat ini. Entah berapa ribu luka lagi yang harus aku tutupi, dan seberapa kuat lagi aku bisa bangun setelah ribuan kali jatuh.

Saat hendak menghadiri kencan buta yang dipaksakan oleh Ibunya, tiba-tiba seorang anak kecil datang ke rumah Mikel dan memanggilnya Papa. Anak siapa ini? Sementara Mikel tidak tertarik dengan menikah maupun asmara, ia bersedia berkencan dengan Xia karena terpaksa. Suatu hal apakah yang membuat Mikel di masa depan bisa merubah mindsetnya sehingga Lennon ada di hidupnya?. Apakah benar Xia bisa membuatnya jatuh cinta?. Sedangkan mereka akan menghadapi berbagai kekacauan yang akan membuat bumi rusak.

Amala Kngiht, harus kehilangan segalanya karena sebuah kecurangan. Lebih parahnya dia harus mengandung benih seorang pria yang sama sekali tidak ia kenal. Enam tahun kemudian, dia keluar dari pengasingan diri dengan membawa seorang anak laki-laki yang super tampan. Suatu hari, anak ini menabrak Nathan Alazka, seorang pria terhormat. Pria itu menolongnya, tapi betapa terkejutnya Nathan ketika melihat kemiripan anak ini dengan dirinya. Lebih terkejut lagi saat bertemu ibunya. "Kamu!" Dia adalah wanita yang bersamanya di malam enam tahun yang lalu.

Spin off "Sepuluh Juta Satu Minggu" Syamil, remaja sembilan belas tahun yang solih, merupakan anak pemilik pesantren. Pemuda itu diminta oleh calon kakak iparnya untuk menjadi mata-mata seorang wanita muda bernama Hani. Hani adalah istri kedua dari seorang dosen yang saat ini tengah hamil dan dibuang suaminya. Syamil tidak menolak tugas tersebut, karena jarak rumah wanita itu dan kosannya berdekatan. Namun, yang menjadi masalah adalah wanita itu selalu berpakaian seksi. Apakah Syamil menyerah menjadi mata-mata karena penglihatannya selalu ternoda dengan tubuh seksi Hani? ataukah malah Syamil jatuh cinta pada istri simpanan orang tersebut?

I was in the middle of hosting an important international meeting when my younger brother’s sudden call interrupted me. On the other end, his voice was low and trembling. "Matt, someone took my spot for the exchange student program." I rushed to his school right away, only to find him cornered in an office, his eyes slightly red. A cocky-looking boy was pointing at Tim’s nose, his face full of arrogance. "You want to compete with me? I’m the heir of the Smiths in Ardenford. My mom just donated an entire lab building to the school! Who do you think you are?" Even the teacher nearby spoke up in support of him. "Timothy, the Smiths are one of our school’s major benefactors. You’d better be sensible and not cause any trouble." I was about to step forward and confront them when those words—the Smiths in Ardenford—made me stop cold. The Smiths in Ardenford? Since when did my mom have a third son besides me and my brother, Timothy? I immediately dialed her number, a cold laugh slipping from my lips. "Mom, when did you have another son behind Dad’s back?"

I was pregnant, but his lover came back. - "My lover is back." When he smiled and told me this news, I hid the pregnancy from him and left him. I always knew he was still in love with his ex-girlfriend, but when his father asked me to marry him, I said "yes" because I loved him. After leaving him, I gave birth to the baby alone. "Darling, I've been looking for you for a long time." At the banquet, a familiar deep male voice sounded. I suddenly turned around and saw the handsome face that I had been longing for. "You have mistaken me for someone else." My nose was sore and I tried to hide the child behind me, trying to escape. "Don't go," he holding me in his arms. "I miss you very much."

On Independence Day, I was on my way to my boyfriend's house when a car slammed into me. The stretch of road was deserted. The collision jammed my door shut, and the acrid smell of gasoline filled the air. My car was about to explode. I scrambled for the emergency hammer, only to find it had been swapped out for a pink toy mallet. Panic rising in my chest, I dialed my boyfriend's number. To my horror, his ringtone sounded from the very car that had crashed into me. He stepped out, arm wrapped around his childhood sweetheart. She put on a pitiful face, tears in her eyes. "Oh no, I'm so clumsy. It's my first time driving, and I hit someone." When my boyfriend realized the victim was me, he didn't hesitate to console her. "Don't worry. She must have collided with you on purpose." I pounded on the window, desperate. "Nick! The emergency hammer's been switched out. Help me get out of here!" His childhood sweetheart lit up with a mischievous smile. "Katie, I swapped it! Isn't the pink hammer super cute?" Disgust flickered across Nick's face. "It's just a little crash. Get out on your own." By now, thick smoke was pouring into the car, and the heat was searing my lungs. I begged him to save me. But the girl only giggled, covering her nose in mock annoyance. "Katie, why are you cooking in there? The smoke is awful." Then she patted her stomach. "Oops, my tummy is rumbling. Nick, let's go home and eat." He tightened his hold around her and turned to leave. "Enough already. Stop pretending. My parents are waiting for us at home." Just as suffocation closed in on me, I slammed my hand against the car's emergency distress button.