My Chosen One
From invisible, Antonella became the center of attention. People who once ignored her now watched her with curiosity and even contempt. Some whispered she wasn’t beautiful enough for the powerful Giancarlo. Others claimed he would never fall for someone so faded. But what no one knew was that Giancarlo didn’t need a wife… he needed someone who would never face him.
Or so he thought.
Good-for-nothing son-in-law becomes super rich
Dion Mahesa Birawa is a useless son-in-law in the Wolf family. Every day, he only receives insults from everyone in his family, especially his wife Jasmine, who ruthlessly betrays him behind her back. Divorce is imminent. But none of them knew the man that they always considered worthless was a crown prince, the only heir to a large global company. There is nothing impossible for him.
The Reason for My Torment
Katy is a 19-year-old who lived in an orphanage until she turned 18. Now working as a waitress, she meets Sebastian, a wealthy CEO, while serving at his table with his friends. Unaware that Sebastian had bet his friends he could win her over and bring her into his world of wealth for six months, she falls into a relationship with him and ends up pregnant. On the day she planned to tell him about the pregnancy, she discovers the truth about the bet...
“Love in the Shadow of Revenge”
Prologue: The Curse of the Moon Under a silver moon, in the depths of the Suryavanth forest, legends whispered of a hidden realm where serpents could turn into humans. Among them was one feared and a
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The boy who borrowed my pen (and my peace)
The first time Aarav met Reyansh, he was half-asleep, and the other boy was already stealing his pen. Literally. Aarav had just placed his favorite blue gel pen on his desk, yawned once, and then—wh
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I hate you dork...
"I'll start with—" "shit... Sorry I spilled your coke..." My eyes twitched. I took a sigh. "It's fine... I don't like it when it's not cold..." We wasted time cleaning the coke that were spilled
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Professor's Tempting Lil Kitten
The lecture hall buzzed with the low hum of students packing up their notebooks and laptops as Dr. Elias Thorne wrapped up his Tuesday afternoon class on Victorian literature. At 32, he commanded the
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