Lahat

Bonnie Shepard, a country girl, is the talk of the town. Rumors say she's a loser who loves fighting and fooling around.Her fiancé dumps her, and the esteemed Knight family distances themselves, causing the Shepards no small embarrassment. But when the world uncovers her true identity as the nation's leading researcher, everyone is awed.To their surprise, she's not only a math genius, but also a chess prodigy, a medical guru, and a kickboxing expert, outshining even the wealthiest tycoon on the Forbes list.Prominent figures and affluent heirs vie openly for her affection."Bonnie, will you marry me? I'm fit, and I’m the most romantic and considerate partner you'll ever find. Hell, I'll even handle all the household chores!""Bonnie, choose me, please? My family owns a mine, and you can buy anything you want!" Ivor Knight, the CEO who once spurned her, regrets it so much that he can only say, "Fuck off, okay? She's mine!" 

Elaina Gainsford had been a married woman for two years, yet the only chances she got to see her husband were the times when he was on TV. Therefore, she divorced him later.To her surprise, the day after the divorce, he frequently came into her sight. He first asked her to help his girlfriend, and then he claimed to woo her."Jalen Halton, do you know who I am?" she asked him."Of course. You are the internationally famous Dr. Gainsford, the renowned painter, Damon Dorthea's last student, the top hacker Elevan, and the founder of a high-end clothing brand. What other identities do you have? Tell me. I'm all ears." Jalen was so confident. He thought that he already knew everything about Elaina."In fact..."Elaina leaned close to him and whispered in his ear, "I am also your ex-wife." 



















KYLE'S POV“Kyle…” She whined again, voice ascending, and I groaned. “Fuck, angel, do you have any idea how crazy you’re making me?”-------------------------------------------------------- Silvie, a struggling college dropout from Bayview City, never expected her luck to turn around—until she lands the coveted position as personal assistant to Kyle Blackwell, the city’s most eligible bachelor and youngest billionaire. But her dream job quickly becomes a nightmare when the rumors prove true: Kyle is an infuriatingly difficult boss with zero patience and a knack for making her life hell. To make matters worse, he’s also the ridiculously attractive stranger she had an unforgettable (and deeply embarrassing) encounter with at a club—one that involved kissing, falling hard, and an unfortunate bout of nausea. Add a tangled web of questionable arrangements, meddling exes, and a very public fake engagement, and Silvie finds herself swept into a whirlwind romance she’s not sure she’s ready for—or even believes is real. 
Naive, innocent, and a happy-go-lucky girl, that's how Arrow Sanchez lives despite losing her memories from her past. All she knew about it was what her parents told her, they were involved in a car accident, and she suffered the most causing her to forget everything. She knew for sure that something was wrong, but she didn't bother digging more clues for it.New university? It excites her. She will encounter many people, and that means more interaction. Aside from staying happy and having a peaceful life, she always dreamed to be everyone's friend, but that dream shattered into pieces after finally realizing what kind of university she's in. And worst? She encountered a man who everyone fears, Froze Knights, the owner of Knights IV University.Everybody described him as a cruel, ruthless, cold, and terrifying man, but that's not the case for her. If everyone believed that he's really horrible, why is he acting so sweet over her? Why is he so persistent to own her completely? 





Simply for touching the bespoke suit of the richest man's son, Horace's mother had her hands and feet broken and was thrown into the sea, where she drowned. On the day he sued the arrogant Master in court, the latter was acquitted. This was because the lawyer who defended him was Amanda, the founder of City Rock's unparalleled law firm and was also Horace's wife. At the end of the trial, the elegant and beautiful woman left the defendant's bench and placed an “apology letter” in front of Horace. “Horace, sign it. You don't want to be sued for defamation and sent to prison, do you?” Her tone was gentle and persuasive, but the gaze hidden behind her gold-rimmed glasses was sharp as ice. Horace glared at her stubbornly, his voice trembling: “Why, Amanda?” He couldn't understand... 



When I woke up with a hangover, I found a handsome and naked stranger sleeping beside me.---I’m Tanya, a surrogate’s daughter, an omega with no wolf and no scent. On my 18th birthday, when I planned to give my virginity to my boyfriend, I found him sleeping with my sister.I went to the bar to get drunk, and accidentally had a one-night stand with the handsome stranger.I thought he was just an ordinary werewolf, but they said he was Marco, the alpha prince and the most powerful Lycan in our kingdom.‘You slut, you’re pregnant! Fortunately, Rick is kind enough to let you be his mistress and save you from shame.’ my stepmother said, tossing a pregnancy strip on the table.Rick was an old pervert. No she-wolf could keep up with his sexual demand. No she-wolf could survive with him more than 1 year.When I was in despair, Marco came to my rescue. He got down on one knee, took out a ring and said he would marry me.---I thought Marco married me because he loved me, but later I found that was not the truth… 

On my 23rd birthday, my brother, Eric Welsh, becomes the richest man in the country. During the grand birthday party he throws for the housekeeper's daughter, Fiona Dobler, he announces that she will receive the sole attention of the Welsh family.
Meanwhile, I have only a month left to live because of my faulty artificial heart, and I can't find a matching donor. While I'm being tormented physically and mentally, I video call him.
When he hears me coughing, he berates me, "Back then, you left because you were worried that I'll be a burden to you. What now? Are you regretting it because I'm rich?"
My throat feels tight as I stare intently at his unchanged expression through the screen, smiling wryly. "Eric, think of 300,000 dollars as a small amount and lend it to me."
On the other end, Eric snorts and gently assures Fiona, "It's a scam call. Don't worry."
Of course he has nothing to worry about. The healthy heart in his chest is mine. 










At the one-month party for our child, Eric appeared at the entrance of the banquet hall, holding my favorite chestnut cake. But it wasn't for our child's celebration.
Because in his other hand, he held a divorce agreement.
He didn't even bother to pretend to feel guilty, stating bluntly, "Lucia is coming back, so…"
I scanned the agreement: the pack hospital went to him, all other assets went to me and the child.
Perfect.
But I still furrowed my brows, deliberately letting a hint of reluctance tinge my voice. "We built that pack hospital together. Are you really in such a hurry to kick me out?"
Eric handed me the pen, his tone cold. "You know, from the very beginning, this pack hospital was built for Lucia. You can have everything else except this."
I snatched the pen and signed my name quickly, afraid he might change his mind.
He stared at me, seemingly surprised. "Four years, and you didn't hesitate at all?"
I looked down at the child in my arms, then smiled at him. "I wish you and Miss Miller eternal happiness." 


Connor Green cruises past with his secretary, Giselle Peterson, in the passenger seat, just as I get into a car accident and miscarry my baby. Upon seeing my bloodstained white dress, he shields Giselle's curious gaze and mutters coldly, "What a downer. Don't look!" Then, he steps on the gas and speeds away. That night, I find a lace bra tucked behind the drawer in the corner of our bedroom. It isn't mine. Closing the door, I make a call. I say calmly, "Mr. Denner, I've made my decision. I'll leave the city and start at your company next week." 


"Congratulations on passing the online interview, Mr. Bolton. We've already sent the offer letter to your inbox, and we'll need you to report to Linkton within two weeks. Do you have any issues with that?" This is an international call, and the man on the other end speaks fluent Invian.Neal Bolton doesn't hesitate to say, "No issues at all. I'll be there."The door opens right after he hangs up, and Joyce Slater enters the room. When she sees him, she hands him a bag. "I couldn't ring in the New Year with you yesterday because of an emergency at the law firm. Don't be mad."She sounds sincere, so Neal doesn't question it. He takes the bag and glances inside to see a sandalwood bracelet with nothing else. Joyce didn't even care enough to wrap it nicely.He knows these bracelets are expensive, but the truly pricey one is the agarwood bracelet, not this one. This one is just a free gift. The fact that the sandalwood bracelet is here means Joyce purchased the agarwood bracelet yet chose to give him the free gift.If not for the photos Corey Swank sent him yesterday showing off the agarwood bracelet, Neal never would have expected his girlfriend of five years to give the real gift to someone else and give her boyfriend a free gift. 
Minerva Sowle takes a quiet breath, steadying herself before finally voicing the decision she's spent so long contemplating.She says with calm resolve, "Mr. Davison, Mrs. Davison, I've thought it through. I'm ready. I'd like to become part of your family."Algernon Davison and Maxine Ford pause for a moment, placing their tea mugs and the small plate of fresh fruit aside.Maxine reaches out, clasping Minerva's hand with unmistakable joy in her eyes. "This is wonderful, Minerva! We've always dreamed of having a daughter like you—kind, thoughtful, and sweet. "This is a dream come true. We'll prepare the paperwork right away to make it official. We'll soon have your name legally added to the Davison family records.Algernon nods enthusiastically. "The process is simple. In just two weeks, we'll be family in every sense of the word." 


All my life, I've been the backup daughter. My sister Beatrice got everything—love, attention, the golden child treatment.I got leftovers and reminders I wasn't good enough.
Until I discovered Niall,gorgeous Alpha from the neighboring pack,was my fated mate. Finally, my turn to be chosen.
God, I was naive.
Four years of engagement hell.Bleaching my hair to suit his tastes. Squeezing into tight dresses, playing his personal maid—only to hear I'd make a better servant than mate.
All because his heart belonged to my sister.
That night,I accidentally knocked over their picture frame. He slapped me. Hard. Said I'd never measure up to her.
So I slapped him back, tore up their photo, and accepted rejection.
I thought it was over. Until I caught them at the club, laughing about how pathetic my four years of trying had been. The whole engagement was their sick game.
Drunk and furious, I did something reckless with my mysterious neighbor. Alpha Hudson —face carved by gods, danger in every perfectly tailored line.
Most importantly, he's my ex's nemesis.
So? Best sex of my life.
I thought it was a one-night stand to forget.
Wrong Again.
He's richer than Niall, more powerful than my family, and infinitely more dangerous.
And he's not letting me go.
This time, I won't be anybody's second choice. 

I was at the pack gathering, moments away from signing the mate bond documents with Ronald.
A servant delivered a message, and Ronald left the venue immediately.
"I have urgent business to attend to. Today's ceremony is canceled."
He left me alone, forced to offer apologies to the powerful elders.
All because the woman he loved had accidentally injured her hand during training.
He sent a servant to relay a message to me.
"Miss, the Alpha says the signing will be postponed until tomorrow. Elizabeth Winters has injured her hand; it's urgent. He asks for your understanding."
Understanding?
I stood frozen in place, a bitter smile twisting my lips.
I'd lost count of how many times Ronald had abandoned me for Elizabeth.
This kind of thing had happened countless times before.
Each time, I would get angry, Ronald would placate me, and then it would be brushed aside.
But now, I couldn't even muster the energy to be angry anymore.
Ronald's sister looked at me with sympathy, offering comfort:
"Louisa, don't blame Ronald. I'll handle this for you…"
My expression turned cold as I refused:
"No need. This ceremony will proceed as scheduled."
Immediately, I contacted Will.
"Is our previous agreement still valid?"