love after divorce

A cross, over 5 generations ago dawned on Serene Brook, a bubbly yet exceptional beauty. She found out that she inherits the gene of werewolf and they are active in her. Fate brought Mountain Manuka pack werewolves in her path and everything spiraled off when she found out that King Samrat, the king to all werewolf has been looking for her for the past 200 years. Amidst gaining way into her newfound lycanthrope ability, she was thrown into a love triangle with Alpha Zaden and his Beta Orien. Will she be able to outsmart King Samrat? Will she find her true soulmate?

Story about love and bravery. Everyone can bow down in front of love even if that person is a beast. Hope and the fourth Prince of Khumalo Kingdom.

Daphne Yildiz's life seems playful as she meets twins Craig and Cara White. Because of the past, she was allegedly running away, and she was forced to hold on to the knife and accept the twins' offer to her. She will marry Craig in exchange for her education and safety in the hands of the people looking for her. Soon she falls for Craig because of his kindness, but she doesn't know why the man doesn't seem to look at her as a woman. She is left frustrated by Craig's lack of affection until she gets close to Cara and forms a romance that shouldn't be. In the end, who weighs more, the first man who made her heart beat or its sister who made her so crazy in love?

Prince Jamal of Zedora is cursed with an ice-cold heart, unable to feel anything—joy, sorrow, love, or hate. That changes when he meets Sarafina Belaird. Sarafina, a maiden burdened by her cruel stepfamily, ends up in the palace after a chance encounter with the prince. Her fear deepens when she learns she is the Sheba, the one destined to break his curse. To make things worse, she begins to fall in love with him.

"You do know that being my maid makes you my property and I can do whatever I want with you." He put a finger to her chin and tilted her head upwards. "Anything I want ..." She looked at him trembling. These days she had spent with him were scary. He truly was the devil. "I'm not your toy", she managed to say. "According to my contract, you are...", he said dangerously. She was dealt the wrong cards. She is already in a world of pain. Her body ached terribly. He grabbed her bruised body and dragged her... Lilian Mendez picked pockets for a living. She did whatever she needed to do to survive. Life was tough so she had to be tougher which meant making tough decisions. After a failed attempt at stealing from the wealthy at a luxurious gala event, she finds herself the property of Mr. Damian Richards, the multi-billionaire businessman, a handsome yet sour personality, and a no nonsense man. He was every girl's dream. Every girl lusted and drooled over him but he never looked their way. He them. He had no time for love. Lilian becomes his maid to make up for stealing from him. She hated everything about him. He was just another arrogant, rich moron. Men like him were only good for their money and nothing else. She wanted nothing more to do with him than to hopefully get out of his place in one piece. She was nobody's toy or plaything. However, over time, boundaries are broken and feelings are shared and grown. Is Lilian finally the woman to tie this eligible bachelor down or is it all a play to get rich off him?

Amy is a girl who has just graduated from school. She is humble and simple. In addition to being very inocent, after having won a scholarship to study at a prestigious university, she has to move leaving her parents and Friends behind for a house of studies. She stays in another city, but she never imagined what awaits her in this New life...

Diana had to break off her romance with Clive, an extravagant set designer, because he cheated on her even with her friends. And she got a job in Hong Kong, where she met Jonathan, a brilliant surgeon, who was a real enigma to her: arrogant and cold, but who, at times, surprised her with his delicacy and sensuality. After all, what kind of man was that? Diana was interested to find out when Clive showed up unexpectedly in Hong Kong to make her life hell... Would that unscrupulous man be tormenting her wherever he went?

Hannah Smith is a doting wife to her Billionaire business tycoon husband Xander Miller. To everyone’s eyes, she is a gold digger, a person who got lucky to get in bed and get pregnant by the cold-hearted Billionaire. Little did everyone know Hannah's existence in Xander's world saved him from the scandal caused by his first love 3 years ago but instead of giving Hannah--his wife the love, and respect she deserves, he treated her like a servant. And the moment, his first love returned to the country he threw divorce papers to his devoted wife. Hannah accepted the inevitable end of their loveless marriage wholeheartedly but when she was threatened with losing her child she was forced to fight back. Fueled with rage and memory of the abuse she experienced from her ex-husband and in-laws. Hannah vowed to seek vengeance and bring chaos to the most influential family in Texas.

I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history cl once said that I had perfect s. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My s. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Angelina Valentine." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Angel," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Edwin. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.

The love song is a romantic love story that is as beautiful as a dream but filled with tears and pain. The love between Thang Vu and Thi San naturally blossomed and grew day by day when she left the poor village to work as a maid for his family. However, the most beautiful things in life are always the most fragile...