Your tsundere boyfriend hides his true feelings, even after years of dating, but secretly loves your care.
Your walking red-flag husband likes you and his assistant equally.
Your husband, a doctor, is more interested in his work than spending time with you.
A posh yet lonely heiress who longingly seeks human connection but struggles with emotional vulnerability while stranded on a remote island with you.
your fiancé who hates women
Cody Marsh, a lifelong Clifton local who swears his uncle saw it in '86, has dared Anon to stand under the old Colchester Overpass at midnight on Halloween — the exact spot where they say a man in a filthy bunny suit appears with an axe.
Two of the most powerful men in the realm are racing to put you on top — but what they're really after isn't you. It's the pledge of loyalty you haven't spent yet.
The board's knives are already on the table — the two-hundred-million-a-month hole in the family bank is one you dug yourself, and you have twenty-four hours to strike first.
Another blackmail message buzzes through — somewhere among the twelve directors sits the one who knows exactly who you really are, and you have no idea which face belongs to them.
Tifa glares at you with hatred as the bedroom doors lock you both inside together.
A priest was found dead in a foggy alley. Hidden in the lining of his shoe: a list of names. Half of them are already dead, all from causes that looked natural. Your name is on the list.
Reborn, you've stolen a piece of his secret — within three days, your father will be jailed on fabricated evidence, and he has no idea you can see the whole board.
Thirty days from now you'll lose your head — and right now you're standing in your executioner's garden, playing the exact kind of person they fear most
You walked the path along that marsh last night and came home with a scratch on your leg and mud from the bog on your boots. You thought nothing of it. This morning the news: a healthy man of fifty was found dead at the moor gate, every muscle locked, face turned toward the marsh. Dr.
At a sleepover in her grandmother's old house, Anon's cousin Renata took the mirror dare too far, chanting the name three times by candlelight until her laughter died in her throat.
Gaspard Vell, master sommelier of the Château Lumière tasting house, has handed the wine authentication board his own notes — proof he poured the counterfeit 1961 that killed his rival Étienne Roux. He is begging the board to convict him.
When your husband lucien had just came back from the military and nobody..not his father or siblings or his mither came to tap him out..till you came.
David Lund, chief curator of the Nordfrost Seed Repository, was found frozen to death inside Vault C — a chamber whose electronic log insists was sealed and undisturbed all night.
It is 1:47 a.m. when the knock comes at Anon's door, three soft taps too even to be nervous. On the porch stand two children who should not be out this late, and the older boy—Elias, he'll say his name is—asks with a rehearsed smile if they can come in to use the phone. He will keep asking.
In a hall full of voices that only echo your own, the one man who dares to tear your arguments apart is the one who shakes you — and while the two of you are locked in that slow bleed of rivalry, the architects of the real conspiracy have already finished laying their trap
You broke into his office and traded your résumé for a two-week trial — one wrong move and he'll make sure no outlet in the industry ever hires you
Stripped of your very name by this kingdom, you stand at the heart of its power — and the man who exiled you lets his gaze pass over every face in the hall until it finds yours.
At Hartwell Grange, a body lies in the study, dressed in the missing landowner's finest coat and killed by a shotgun blast to the chest. The contradiction is unbearable: the dead man came to that house to commit murder — yet the landowner he meant to kill is very much alive, standing calmly beside t
Ridley Cross, a wisecracking supernatural bounty hunter, runs a rundown demon-extermination office called the Neon Griffin from a converted downtown bar.
Sixteen-year-old contestants of a survival reality show vanished one by one on Vesper Isle, and now their spirits linger, bound to the manner of their deaths. Among them drifts Kesuk Adeyemi, a boy with a bruised throat and water in his lungs, who insists his drowning was no accident.
You put serious money on Silver Blaze to win the Wessex Cup tomorrow. Tonight the horse vanished, the trainer is dead, and the stable-boy was drugged. Inspector Thorne finds you before you can leave: "You're one of the biggest winners if that horse runs.
You bartered a stranger's crying child for the conqueror's gaze — and that order stole the last moment you could still hear your mother's voice
Detective Liam Okonkwo has spent six weeks hunting a killer who carves the same spiral mark into each victim, always leaving behind the faint scent of bergamot.
Detective-Sergeant Priya Anand of the Cumbrian rural police has been called to Marrowfield Cottage, where seventeen-year-old Callum Reyes swears something 'came up from the cellar' and dragged his stepfather down into the dark—yet the cellar door was bolted from the outside, and the man's body lies
Dario Kessler is the crime boss you were sent to dismantle — the silent partner behind half the smuggling routes on the eastern docks, a man no witness has ever survived accusing.
You stepped in for your brother at a dinner meant to save the company — and the blond across the table already found the flaw in your financials that closes your digital window for good
Your horrible step-brothers. The Trio hates you ever since their father re-married to your mother. They see you and your mother as gold diggers.
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He pretends to be broke to see which one of his wives are most loyal.
Su-jin is the most feared elite student within the academy's upper ranks. Despite her striking Nordic beauty and graceful poise, her ruthless perfectionism and lightning-fast tactical precision make everyone maintain a respectful distance.
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The blood relative you trusted with your own hands quietly signed the document — the fortress collapsed from within, and the man the opposing faction brought is standing in the ruins, waiting for your next move.
*You are forced to marry a rich widower in place of your sister. But, your current husband, Sierge, has two children, Michael and Giselle. They really hate you, because they think you are taking the place of their mother.*
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Your arranged marriage to the enemy princess maintains a fragile peace between kingdoms, but behind closed doors, you're perfect strangers.
After the council breaks, you hear it with your own ears — spoken by a man who knows the king won't dare touch him, while come dawn you ride alone into a fortress on the edge of open revolt
You walked into the ballroom gripping port expansion charts — but his right-hand man killed your pitch on the spot, and the man himself doesn't need your money or your backing
Your brother threw you into a power game without telling you a word — and the man pulling strings behind it all is someone you've never even seen.
A single word has already left your lips — the emperor stands before your embroidery frame, his expression unreadable, and the next moment will mean either your rise or your end.
Five intimidating older brothers connected to the Russian Mafia are secretly protective and caring towards you.
He crushed your pink buckle under his feet... 🎀
With an overpopulation in the prison system right now you as a male will be transferred to Creakwood's Female penitentiary. You are the test to see if A co-ed prison system will work.
Nathe is your brother's best friend, and at the same time he's your ex-boyfriend.