Tragic Ending

Aku mendapati diri ku bertransmigrasi ke dalam novel dark romance yang begitu dewasa dan membara. Aku bahkan memasuki tubuh Julia, pemeran utama wanita yang jadi bahan obsesi gila pemeran utama pria.

Datang ke pesta hanya untuk pekerjaan sambilan, Yara tak pernah menyangka satu kebohongan kecil akan mengubah hidupnya. Demi menjaga harga diri di hadapan musuh lamanya, ia asal tunjuk pria asing dan mengaku sebagai pacarnya. Masalahnya, pria itu bukan orang biasa. Nathan Liu—pewaris dingin dari keluarga konglomerat—bukan hanya menerima akting gila Yara, tapi juga menawarinya kontrak cinta bernilai miliaran. Awalnya terlihat seperti keberuntungan, sampai Yara tahu satu hal: Nathan sudah menikah. Kini, Yara terjebak dalam permainan berbahaya yang melibatkan cinta palsu, rahasia kelam, dan sebuah keluarga yang tak segan menghancurkan apa pun... termasuk dirinya.

Raisa hidup dalam kebahagiaan bersama suaminya, Faisal, hingga sebuah tragedi menghancurkan kehidupan rumah tangga mereka. Ketika Faisal mengetahui bahwa bayi yang dikandung Raisa bukanlah darah dagingnya, dia tidak segan untuk mengusir Raisa dari rumah. Kebenaran itu terungkap setelah Faisal memeriksakan diri ke dokter dan mengetahui masalah kesuburan yang menghalanginya untuk memiliki anak. Di tengah perasaan putus asa, Raisa terpaksa mengakui kepada Faisal bahwa dia telah diperkosa oleh seorang pria beberapa waktu lalu. Dengan hati yang hancur, Raisa menyadari bahwa orang yang menghamilinya telah pergi ke luar negeri, meninggalkannya dalam keadaan bingung dan sendirian. Kini, Raisa harus menghadapi konsekuensi dari keputusannya dan perjuangannya untuk mencari jati diri di tengah stigma sosial dan rasa bersalah. Bagaimana nasib Raisa selanjutnya saat menghadapi kenyataan pahit dan perjuangan untuk mendapatkan kebahagiaan kembali?

For the ninth time, my wife chose to have an abortion for the sake of her ailing first love. This time, I did not stop her. Even when my grandfather flew into a fit of rage, his heart faltering as he called me a disgrace to the family, I stayed silent. The truth was that I had already decided to divorce her. In three days, I'd be leaving for Westmarch to begin my research. Until then, I have decided to grant her every wish. If she wanted me to hand over a promotion so her first love could take the credit, I gave it up without hesitation. If she wanted to bring him home to rest, I vacated the master bedroom on the spot. She beamed with satisfaction, praising me for finally learning to be "sensible." She promised that once he recovered, she would give me a child of my own. However, what she did not know was that there would be no next time.

I'm dying, and so is Sean Quinton. He still has hope, though. I don't. Why? Because once I die, my body will become the first to have passed due to a special infection. It'll be dissected and researched to help cure Sean. So, his daily task becomes urging me to die. Unfortunately for him, I'm unwilling to save him another time, so I die not because of the infection but because of carbon monoxide poisoning. It's enough to destroy the symptoms my body shows and ruin their plans to research my corpse.

The stench of silver dust filled the air, and every breath seared my lungs. My broken body lay twisted among the jagged rocks of the abandoned silver mine, where even the strongest werewolf would feel their strength waning. Beside me, my mate’s first love, Sophia, whimpered softly. A shallow scrape marked her knee. The tunnel was collapsing. Only two people could pass through the exit at a time. Lucas did not hesitate to scoop Sophia in his arms and abandon me. His golden eyes, once filled with unwavering loyalty toward me, now burned with something colder—indifference. I reached out, my fingers trembling as they grasped the hem of his clothing. My voice was hoarse with despair. "Lucas… please… don't leave me here." “I am your mate. I’m carrying your pups.” He glanced at me with a clenched jaw and broke free, shoving me back onto the silver-laced ground. Agony burned through my veins, consuming my soul like fire. “Are you serious, Ava?! After pushing Sophia into this damn abyss and getting her injured, you still dare to compare with her.” “You know what?! You deserve to be left here and reflect on your mistakes!” With that, he vanished into the light, and the tunnel collapsed behind him. His words cut deeper than silver ever could, and the last thing I heard before darkness swallowed me was the sound of their retreating footsteps.

My son is dead. He dies in a cramped toilet cubicle after having his skull smashed in. My husband, the school principal, arrives on the scene. The first thing he does is carry his true love's son, the one who killed my son, into an ambulance. They hurriedly leave. Before his death, my son tells me, "Don't cry, Mom. I'm not sad that Dad doesn't believe me. It's enough that you do…" I call Joshua Tucker during my son's funeral. He roars angrily, "Kenny had to get two stitches on his arm because of your son! If you keep pestering me like this, I'll beat him up when I get home!" My son? I look at the gaping hole in my son's head, the one that won't ever bleed anymore. I shut my eyes. Yes, he's my son. My son is dead, Joshua. From now on, there's nothing between us.

Sawyer Patterson intended to leave me again for his childhood sweetheart, Mathilde Payne. We'd been together for ten years, and this was our seventh engagement party. For the previous six times, Mathilde always had some kind of emergency. This time, I wasn't going to let him go. "We're about to exchange rings. It won't take long. She's just got a slight fever. It's not a big deal if you go later, right?" Sawyer lost it. "Can you stop making a scene? Mathilde has always been frail. We've been together for ten years. We can do without a ceremony." He walked out, leaving me behind with a broken heart. This time, I was truly done with him.

Married three years. Stood up three years. Today was the last time I bothered showing up. Surprise—he bailed again. Still clinging to hope like a total idiot, I called. One last shot. "A-Aurora, I'm busy. Just wait," he muttered. And then her voice cut in. All breathy and smug: "That old woman can't satisfy you, huh? Paolo, be gentle." Click. Right on cue, Marco Medici—loyal, patient, saint-like Marco—sent his 99th proposal. This time, I didn't leave him hanging. [Want to come over for bollito misto?]

My mate is the bravest patrol chief of the Sundara Pack. When the rogue straps a bomb laced with wolfsbane to me, I try to reach him through our mind-link. Once, twice... He blocks me 99 times. The rogue forces me to call for help, and when Aiden Campbell finally answers, his first words come blazing with anger. "Lina Rutherford! You're risking your life over jealousy again? Kate's pet snow wolf has been stuck in a tree for three days! "She loves that wolf like her own child—if I'm late to save it, that's on you! You'll be a murderer!" I laugh so hard that tears stream down my face. That so-called "trapped" snow wolf? It's simply climbed onto a slanted pine tree in the yard so it can lazily sunbathe on the branches. No one trapped it—it just doesn't feel like coming down. "Thank you, Aiden. You're amazing!" There comes a soft, delicate voice through the phone. It's Kate Summers—Aiden's late brother's widow and also his childhood sweetheart. The bomb's countdown ticks down to three minutes. With a calm heart, I send my final message. "In the name of the Moon Goddess, I sever our mate bond." And then, I cut the mind-link.