Tensei Shitara Ken Deshita

When I become pregnant with Ryan Hurst's child—at the same time his so-called first love, Kate Davis, do—he doesn't hesitate to claim hers, while ignoring mine. My child is thus branded an "illegitimate child". Ryan, the eldest son of the powerful Hurst financial empire, looks down at me with eyes like frost. "Kate is a real socialite. She can't have her reputation tainted by… this," he says coldly. It turns out that our seven years of marriage were nothing but a lie. The day my adopted family, the Kleimanns, forces me to get an abortion, Ryan is in another country, playing the doting partner at Kate's side while she gives birth. When we meet again, I will have already burned the bridge between us with my own hands. What none of them know is that behind Kate's polished smile lies a festering rot. And as for me, I am the sole heiress to an old and powerful aristocratic bloodline.

I've planned seven wedding ceremonies in total, and not once has my fiance, Zachary Gardner, ever shown up for it. The first time, his adopted younger sister, Louise Foster, bursts into tears because she lost her passport at the airport. It was the dead of winter, but he dumped me by the side of the road and left me. The second time, Louise's dog sprained its ankle. Zachary stuffed the ring back into its box and rushed to the animal hospital to accompany her. Every time I argue with him about it, he declares nonchalantly, "We can get married anytime, but I can't let Louise be upset." Everyone around us agrees with him, saying that we're all family anyway, so I shouldn't be so petty. None of them has seen Zachary and Louise kissing fiercely on the dance floor. Today is the seventh wedding ceremony. Once again, he turns to leave after getting a call. I grab the corner of his shirt and say in a choked voice, "If you leave this time, Zachary, I won't marry you anymore." He stops in his tracks and peels off my fingers. "Wait for me," he says before rushing off. What he doesn't know is that this time, I won't be waiting for him any longer.

“You mean nothing to me,” Andrew declared, his voice icy and final. My heart shattered with every word he uttered. My vision blurred with tears as our beautiful memories flooded my mind. We were in love, we were inseparable. So how did I become nothing to my husband? “Why…why would you say that?” I whispered, my lips trembling from the weight of disbelief. “You shameless cheat! I was bedridden, and you seized the chance to be with another man!” He snapped, his hand tightening around Anna's waist. My eyes darted to Anna, my best friend, “What did you tell him?” I asked, hoping this was all some misunderstanding. She smirked, “The truth.” “You were supposed to help me take care of him. I was going to tell him how I got the money for his treatment. Why would you lie?” I questioned as the feeling of betrayal stung. “Oh please,” she scoffed. “You expect him to believe someone paid you three hundred thousand dollars just to pretend to be their wife? You slept with him, Georgia. That’s cheating.” I staggered back, clutching my head as her words echoed through my mind like chaotic music on repeat. My mouth opened but no words came out. How do you explain a contract marriage to save your dying husband? I sobbed softly as the feeling of betrayal burned the shattered pieces of my heart. It stung deeper than I imagined possible. This wasn't from a stranger. It was from the two people I loved the most. Now, I've got nothing left to lose. And I'll make sure I get revenge for this. No one will be spared!

Destiny has it's own way to find the right one for you, it has the plan to complete the missing piece in you. but what if the Destiny can also be the reason why people became in pieces? Destiny can end in such different ways.

"I am not jealous, I am territorial. Sekali aku mengatakan kau adalah milikku, maka kau adalah milikku. Selamanya." Kehidupan Starla jungkir balik setelah mengetahui perselingkuhan antara kekasihnya Bima dengan Intan. Starla terpaksa harus dijual dan dijadikan pelacur pengganti demi menyelamatkan Intan. Berbagai perlawanan dilakukan oleh Starla hingga takdir membuatnya menjadi budak seks seorang CEO di Negara Eropa. Permainan seks jenis BDSM pun harus dijalani oleh Starla sebagai seorang submissive. Mampukah Starla bertahan? Note : Cerita ini diperuntukkan bagi kalangan dewasa yang mempunyai fikiran luas dan berakal sehat. Ada konsekuensi ketika membaca cerita ini yang harus bisa kalian kontrol. Selamat membaca!

"So deal, okay?""What about?""If you kill yourself, I'll kill myself too.""Alright. But if you kill yourself, then I'll kill myself.""Okay."Audrey Simmons is suicidal.Cayden Nowell is too.But when they were about to kill themselves, they met each other on the same rooftop.And so, they made a pact. A suicide pact.This is a story about a boy and a girl who tries too hard to fit into their group of friends but constantly failed.And when they found each other, they finally find a place they can fit into.The only mistake they made was that they broke themselves trying to fix each other.

Melissa and Wright were college sweethearts. The kind of love they have often makes others envious. Wright was from a wealthy family and he has everything in his hands. While Melissa only has her Grandmother after her parents passed away. The man who has everything and the woman who has nothing found each other and made each other feel complete. On Wright's birthday, Melissa spends the night with his pad and gives herself to him. But after that, the man who said he loves her the most started giving her cold shoulders. Then, her world turned around when she found out that she is pregnant. She confronted him about her pregnancy but she did not expect the cruelty in his words. "Abort it. I am not ready to be a father." Years passed by, Wright found out that Melissa did not abort their child and he is desperate to take them back.

During a partial solar eclipse, Olivia, one week pregnant, looses her lover, Camil, to a resulting tornado. Some months later she gives birth to Frances, who grows up to a beautiful teen. Frances works in a bookstore. There she meets Alban. They become friends, and in a few days they fall in love. Alban invites Frances and her mother, Olivia, to his mother's inauguration ceremony at the MIT. Frances and Olivia arrive at the ceremony, but after seeing Alban and his father (who suffered amnesia some years ago), Olivia slumps and passess out. Olivia later tells Frances that Alban's father is Camil -- Frances's father too. This leaves Frances heartbroken. Now she is left with the decision of either continuing what she had started with Alban or unite the entire family by helping Camil regain his lost memory.

His name is Raive. The one who, 700 years ago, had lost. The necromancer who conquered half the world with an army of the undead, but then was buried alive under a terrible curse: never to die, never to be saved. He was so feared that all necromancy curses were buried with him, so that never again could such a dangerous magician arise. Angelina – a weak historian-necromancer whose only talent was a flawless grasp of the language of the dead. Fate willed it that she find a mysterious gravestone and break the seal holding the one who was never to be released: Raive – the King of the Dead! What will happen to them next? Will the Undead King help this unknown girl or will he use her mysterious blood to regain his own power and speed his way to the throne? What can they both do when passion begins to ruin all their plans, and dark desires call forth the worst poison?

My seven-year-old daughter stole my carefully crafted The Mystical Bracelet, just to help my husband's childhood friend win an award at the Milaney Jewelry Exhibition. I exposed her in front of everyone, but my husband accused me of falsely accusing her. ''You're just a country woman. How could you possibly make such an expensive piece like The Mystical Bracelet?'' The daughter I had cherished for years looked at me with contempt. ''You're so cruel, not even close to Ms. Elaine in any way.'' They let countless malicious words drown me, and in the process, all my feelings for them—the father and daughter—were completely erased. I left without hesitation, my heart calm and unshaken. From then on, there was no more Mrs. Shaw in Capital City—only Becca, the Pearl Diver.