Genius Face

Ini bukan cerita romansa yang tak terduga, ini hanya cerita biasa atau mungkin sedikit berbeda. Tentang kebencian Fidella yang sangat mendalam pada Sagara. Bukan tanpa alasan ia membenci, melainkan karena insiden tiga tahun lalu yang membuatnya tak bisa memaafkan laki laki itu. Namun, sepertinya semesta senang bercanda, mengikat mereka dalam benang merah yang berakhir dengan pernikahan. Fidella yang keras kepala dan Sagara yang acuh tak acuh membuat kehidupan rumah tangga mereka sedikit berbeda dari biasanya. Lantas seperti apakah kisah keduanya setelah disatukan dalam pernikahan? Akankah semesta kembali mengikat mereka dengan cinta yang tak diundang?

I love my mate, but I couldn't stay with him forever. The biggest mistake the moon goddess did was mating the lowest rank wolfless omega to the toughest Alpha there is. I have no idea if he loves me, but one thing for sure, I don't want to be with him nor become a burden to the pack. So I had to run, run far away from the pack. Months later, I started having a protruding stomach. I realized I was pregnant for his child. Only until years later, I met him in the dispersing crowds, staring at me and the two kids I was holding. "Mom, why is he staring at us like that? It's creepy." "Hi, I am Dante." He lifts his head to look at me, "You are not running away from me this time, Ria."

Shen Luo Xiang memiliki julukan Dewa Pedang. Keberadaannya sangat dihormati dan disegani membuat para Dewa utama iri atas pencapaiannya. Karena masalah ini Shen Luo Xiang dijebak oleh para Dewa yang mengakibatkan Shen Luo Xiang mati. Namun takdir langit berkata lain. Karena jiwanya berpindah pada pemuda tak berbakat yang sedang mengalami masa koma akibat menerima siksaan dari klan lain di Benua Langit. Akankah Shen Luo Xiang mampu bangkit menjadi Dewa dengan tubuh cacat tanpa Kultivasi itu?

Elise Stanton has one dream: to study medicine. When she earns a coveted spot in medical school, her future seems bright—until her parents present her with an ultimatum. The only way they’ll pay her tuition is if she marries Alejandro Mendoza, the disabled heir to a powerful family. “Marry a stranger for money? Is that the price of my freedom?” Elise protests, her voice trembling with frustration. “Clara gets her luxuries handed to her, but I have to sell my life to pursue my dream?” In her family’s eyes, she is always second-best, a shadow to her younger sister, Clara. Left with no other choice, Elise agrees to her parents’ condition. Then she meets Alejandro Mendoza. Confined to a wheelchair, Alejandro is bitter and guarded, his piercing gaze a wall against the world. But when Elise examines his condition, her sharp medical instincts kick in. “The doctors had a wrong diagnosis,” she insists. “Your condition is reversible.” Alejandro narrows his eyes. “Why are you doing this? What do you want?” Her answer is simple: “I’ll help you recover, and when you can walk again, this marriage ends.”

My sister, Fiona Miller, has recently opened a luxury spa for business. As such, I bring Dad along to check it out. Of course, we pick the most expensive treatment package available. But barely a few presses from the male therapist, and Dad feels a sharp pain in his chest and can't seem to breathe properly. All the color drains from his face, and cold sweat starts beading on his forehead. I call the manager over, but he seems annoyed. "Oh, he just has poor blood circulation. He'll be fine after the massage. That's just a normal reaction." I can't believe what I'm hearing. "My father has a heart condition. What are you lot even doing to him?" The manager, Seth Zeller, explodes as if I've insulted him and raises his voice. "That's his own pre-existing condition. How is that our problem? We run a legitimate business here. No refunds once treatment begins. Got it?" I gesture at the credentials displayed on the wall. "I don't see your name anywhere up there. You're not even certified. Is this the kind of operation Fiona's running?" Seth folds his arms across his chest, looking down his nose at us. "I'm the boss here. You and your dad look broke as hell. I can tell you're just trying to get a free massage and walk out without paying." "Let me spell it out for you. This package is 38,000 dollars. Adding in the cost of my emotional distress and lost time, the total is 100,000 dollars. Pay up now, or I'm having you both arrested." A massage that almost kills Dad costs 100,000 dollars? So that's why Fiona was suddenly so eager to open this spa. As it turns out, she and her boyfriend are running a fraud scheme. I reach for my phone to call her, but Seth is already making a video call. "Babe, you need to get here right now. A couple of deadbeats are trying to get a free massage and walk away without paying."

At the reunion, someone asked when I was getting married. Grinning, I pulled out the invites. "Mid-October. Be there." Cheers broke out. Everyone peeked at the girl next to me. "You've been with Daphne forever, right? Finally making it official?" Daphne hurled her drink at me. "Ethan Everett, is this your idea of pressuring me into marriage?" The room froze. I wiped my face, cool as ever, and opened the invite in front of her. "Maybe check the name. It doesn't say you're the bride."

In this werewolf world you are 21 when you find your mate nova is an 18 year old genius graduated with a phd and a gift for seeing the future but most of it is at the worst possible times

After my sister, Mona Ramsey, and I graduated from college, our family went bankrupt. Our father gave us two options: One was to marry into the Whites through an alliance. The other was to take over the company and clean up the mess. In my previous life, Mona wanted the rich socialite lifestyle and chose to marry into the Whites. She ended up being brutally tortured by her husband, leaving her disfigured and disabled. I, on the other hand, relied on my talent for business to bring the company back from the brink. For a while, I was riding high and had everything going for me. Mona grew insanely jealous of me. At the company's IPO launch event, she stormed into the venue carrying gasoline and set me on fire. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the moment when our father gave us the choice. This time, Mona rushed to stand in front of me. "Dad, let Laura marry into the Whites," she said. "She's been spoiled since she was little. She can't handle a hard life. I'll stay with you and face everything that's coming." I couldn't help laughing. Oh, my silly little sister! Staying would be far more miserable than marrying into the Whites.

Wade Collins is a genius who is affected by the mediocracy of normal life. Multi-billion deals no longer excited him, life was bland. Especially since he was not only a genius but also had the ability to see people’s true intentions. His life became interesting when Marianna crashed into it. Mistaking him as a bartender. She was the most genuine person he had ever met. And she had a proposal for him. She was willing to hire him as her husband. Well, it was not every day that he got prepositioned the way she did. And there was something about her that fired up his protective instincts. Well, there was one thing he knew for sure. His life was no longer boring. Not when he was now introduced to the family drama of opportunists, inheritance wars and corporate subterfuge

In my dormitory, there was a poor student. With all the good intentions in the world, my roommates and I were eager to help her, not realizing how much our help would cost. She wasn't impressed by the hairdryer we offered, insisting on borrowing a branded one instead. The skincare products we gave her? They were applied to her feet. And, as if that wasn't enough, she specifically demanded luxury face cream. One day, I lent her my tablet to look up some information, and to my surprise, she secretly opened up my gaming app, spent all the diamonds and reward tickets I had saved for half a year, and left me empty-handed. When I asked her to pay me back, she turned the tables and posted a public message online, accusing me. "I'm just a poor student from the countryside, never played games before. Are the materials in the game really worth this much?" Before I knew it, the comment section was flooded with criticisms of me. In a fit of frustration, I fired back with a post of my own, throwing her into the spotlight. "Well, I suppose you've never tasted the bitterness of being cyberbullied, have you?"