Novel & Cerita Gratis Online

Seven Years ago, Inara wells was betrayed by Declan Williams and accidentally injured the Future Luna, and was then expelled from the pack. She was never allowed to set foot in the pack, and lost her shelter and love, and to live alone in the human world, after giving birth to a child. Seven years Later, Inara has grown to become a very outstanding Investigative Journalist in the Human world. She recently finished a news report that went Viral online, catching the attention of Declan, who had repeatedly sent hr letters. However, Inara ignored them, thinking that Declan wanted to seek revenge on her. However, she is wrong as Declan only wants to reignite the old flame with his former lover. What happens when Fate brings them towards each other again?

On my birthday—the same day Troy hyped some "surprise" for me online—I saw a photo that afternoon. He was on my horse. With his assistant. His shirt hung open, red finger marks dragged across his chest. Caption? [First time in my life. Thanks to him.] The comments went wild: [Jealous of whoever touched those abs.] [That position... damn.] Troy liked that one. My chest went cold. I thought that side of him was just for me. Turns out—it could be anyone. I washed the horse myself. Scrubbed off every trace. Then I signed the ranch over to him. "You can give the rest away. Pick whoever you want." He lit up. I said yes to the arranged marriage.

SINOPSIS Anna tidak menyangka kalau adiknya Aida akan mengalami nasib yang sangat tragis dirudapaksa kemudian di Bu Nuh. Saat menyelidiki kematian Aida, Anna seperti terhalang batu besar. Juragan Karto dan anak buahnya selalu menghalangi dengan berbagai cara yang kotor dan kejam. Beruntung ada Mas Beni seorang mahasiswa yang merangkap sebagai ojek online yang dengan suka rela membantu Anna dalam mengumpulkan bukti guna menjerat pemer kosa dan pem Bu nuh adiknya. Semua temuan mengarah pada juragan Karto pelakunya tapi, ternyata bukan dia! Siapa sebenarnya biadab yang telah tega merudapaksa Aida gadis dengan keterbelakangan mental tersebut?

Sikap Wei benar-benar berubah setelah menikah. Ara telah berusaha sebaik mungkin untuk menjadi istri yang baik dan mempertahankan rumah tangganya tapi Wei tetap dengan sikap dingin dan tidak pedulinya. Di hari ulang tahun pernikahan mereka yang ke dua, Ara kembali menyiapkan makan malam romantis bagi keduanya. Namun, seperti tahun sebelumnya, Wei tidak kembali ke rumah dan mengabaikan panggilan telepon dari Ara. Wei lebih memilih untuk pergi ke jamuan makan malam dengan Rina, sekretarisnya. Hati Ara terguncang ketika melihat foto Wei dan sekretaris nya yang begitu serasi di sebuah berita online yang ada di ponselnya.

She thought high school couldn't get worse-until a bet turned her first kiss into a viral nightmare. Bullied for her weight and mocked by the school's elite, Nova Foster had one goal; stay invisible. But when a leaked video of her kissing the school's bad boy explodes online causing her world to shatter. It was just for rehearsal or so she thought.Tricked, humiliated, and betrayed, Nova reaches her breaking point. But while they expected her to disappear, she returns stronger, transformed-and ready to burn their perfect little world to the ground. He broke her. Now he wants to fix her. But can she ever trust him again?

—Su matrimonio era un recuerdo de cincuenta dólares, señorita Vance. Y su esposo ya estaba casado con otra persona. En un solo instante, en la oficina de inmigración, mi vida como esposa de la superestrella de la NHL, Liam Sterling, se evaporó. Nuestra boda secreta en Las Vegas había sido un fraude, y Liam ya estaba legalmente casado con su "representante", Sophia. Pero la crueldad no terminó ahí. Liam esperaba que yo adoptara al "huérfano de un héroe de guerra", un niño que en realidad era el hijo secreto de Sophia y él. No quería una esposa. Quería a una doctora de equipo de clase mundial para salvar su carrera y a una niñera gratis para criar al hijo de su verdadera esposa. Liam cometió un error fatal: olvidó que yo era la única que podía mantenerlo en el hielo. Firmé un contrato récord con los Titans, sus rivales más fuertes. Mientras la rodilla de Liam se hacía pedazos durante los playoffs, yo estaba en el banquillo del enemigo, sanando al único hombre que podía destruirlo. ¿Él quería una niñera? Estaba segura de que tendría su peor pesadilla.

I've spent the past seven years by Caleb Hale's side, but I don't have a proper identity. He doesn't seem interested in marrying me, either. Later, he has plans to marry the daughter of the White family in a political marriage. They only have one condition—he must throw away the sandalwood bead bracelet he always wears. Caleb doesn't even bat an eye as he says, "It's just a little trinket, and I've grown sick of it." After that, he throws the bracelet into the annex from his balcony. Coincidentally, the annex later catches fire. Everyone is stunned to see me dash inside to retrieve the bracelet without a care for my safety. Subsequently, someone in the online community reveals that I kneeled in the snow outside Highspire Hall to get that bracelet.

Can you believe this? I was just some random fake-sweet girl online, then boom—the richest couple in Rivora City showed up waving fifty million, begging me to be their daughter-in-law. All because their son—the golden boy who was supposed to have it all—threw everything away simping for some broke school beauty. "If that tramp actually loved him, fine. But instead, she keeps rejecting him while milking his name for her family." "Our son's obsessed with that manipulative girl? Then we'll find someone faker. More manipulative. Fight poison with poison." Yeah... that stung a little. But a black card with fifty mil? Hard to stay offended. I signed on to "rescue" their hopeless son. Then I opened the file and laughed. That tramp? My sister. The same snake I crushed years ago.

My roommate had a strange obsession with taking cold showers on the balcony. She claimed it helped detox her body and brightened her skin. I warned her, “You should be more mindful of your privacy.” However, she only laughed, accusing me of being jealous of her flawless figure. Then, disaster struck. Her shower photos were leaked online, and soon after, thugs showed up at our door, demanding to humiliate her. Instead of taking responsibility, she turned on me. “It’s her! She’s the shameless one showering on the balcony!” Betrayed and defenseless, I was dragged into the woods and left to die, my life snuffed out in humiliation and pain. But when I opened my eyes again, I was back on that fateful day—the day my roommate took her first cold shower on the balcony.

My wife and I had agreed to spend the holiday at my parents' house. Right before we walked out the door, she said, "I forgot to change my address again. The package was delivered to Grant's place!" I went still. Three years of marriage, and yet she had never once updated her default shipping address. A microwave she ordered online was delivered to her ex-boyfriend. She said it worked out, since his microwave was broken anyway. The anniversary gift she had picked out for me was signed for by her ex-boyfriend. She said it would be too awkward to ask for it back. The Valentine's Day gift she ordered for me online ended up in her ex-boyfriend's hands. She said she could not give me something secondhand, so she let him keep it. This time, she was ordering a holiday gift basket, and I had reminded her two weeks in advance. It still went to her ex-boyfriend. I kept my voice as steady as I could. "Go get it back. Drive over there right now." Her expression darkened. "He already signed for it. How am I supposed to get it back? We'll just pick something up on the way." "Get it back," I said. "Do you have to be so petty?" she snapped. "You're a grown man. You always have to make such a big deal out of everything." Every time something ended up at her ex-boyfriend's place and I asked her to get it back, that was the answer I got. My hands clenched until the knuckles went white as I watched her slam the door on her way out. I ignored the dull ache in my chest and sent a message to my lawyer. "Happy holidays. Could you please draft a divorce agreement for me? Thank you."