She was an outcast princess, but the throne needed her. After living on the streets for years, Maira Nasreen almost thought she was just another girl down on her luck. But one night, on the corner of the city, she rescues a wounded man who is near death from poison. Her encounter with the man changed her fate from a homeless girl to a girl who occupied the throne as the queen of a sultan. However, the throne reveals so many secrets and scandals in the palace that Maira's true self is revealed. Who is she? A princess or just a homeless girl who got lucky and became queen?
It's still like a dream if yesterday I was an adopted child of a wealthy merchant couple. Sleeping in a cozy room, a soft bed that makes you have sweet dreams every time you fall asleep on it. I was eating a different meal every day with a complete and nutritious meal. Wearing clothes made of fine materials that showed my high caste in society, I was the daughter of a wealthy merchant. I let out a long sigh; my eyes gazed up at the star-studded night sky from behind the roof of this fruit storage shed with a sizable hole in it while lying down near a pile of fresh apples.
Tonight, I was allowed to sleep here by the owner after a long day's work guarding the fruit stall.
The owner of the fruit stand is an older man named Uncle Zaidan. He lives alone after the death of his wife. I don't know much about the man, but I've heard that. However, in his loneliness, he can still support himself by selling fruit; he has a large orchard of apples, grapes, and peaches in the mountains. Today, I'm grateful for being able to eat more fruit than usual as a reward for the work I've done all day. However, tomorrow, I'll have to go back to looking for a new job because the person looking after Uncle Zaidan's fruit stall has returned to work.
It was hard when I returned to this city three years ago as a wholly forgotten person with nothing. A tragedy happened to my adoptive parents while I was out of town getting my education. Amid the confusion and fear of being in a city with no money, I chose to work very hard to return to Bagyar, preferring to return to my hometown rather than live on the streets. However, life doesn't always go according to plan.
I had to live the life of a vagrant in my hometown, moving from place to place to rest and sleep, the rest of the time busy looking for odd jobs to fulfill my needs for food and water. I never asked for other people's pity; what I received had to be from the fruits of my sweat, not from hand-wringing and sympathy, because it made me feel more valuable and appreciative of the life God had given me. My thoughts were distracted by the open door of this warehouse. Mirza-my homeless friend and best friend-approached me in a hurry. I immediately got up from my lying position.
"Come quickly! We have to help him!"
Mirza looked panicked. I was confused, but the girl didn't let me express my confusion. Finally, I just followed her out of the warehouse and headed somewhere. We arrived at our destination, a narrow alley at the end of which were stacked wooden carts, some broken and decayed and some still good and in use. This alley was not far from Zaidan's uncle's fruit warehouse; someone was sitting and leaning against the wall of the building on the right side, a man, not far from the pile of wooden carts. Both legs stretched out; the figure did not move. His eyes were closed like he had fainted.
My eyes traced what he wore; he was a man of means. A velvet robe and a man's headdress in the form of a tall hat with a hole in the top, made of the same material as his robe, leather pointed-toe shoes. His face is handsome, with a firm and sturdy jawline overgrown with fine and neat hair, adding to the gorgeous and masculine impression on his face; his lips are full and pink in color, and his facial skin is very well-groomed. His figure was familiar but still too vague in my head.
"Who is he?" I asked as I squatted on the right side and Mirza on the left side of this man.
"Looks like he's a courtier," Mirza replied. I observed him again; my gaze fell to his left hand, whose middle finger was a silver ring with a red ruby in the center that was not very large. I looked at Mirza wide-eyed and said, "He is the sultan of Bagyar." I checked his condition for a moment by feeling the pulse in his neck; it was still there but fragile.
"From now on you're mine, Natalia," Lucas said, breaking the silence between us. Suddenly, I turned to him with a look of protest. "No! You got what you wanted last night, didn't you?! So the business between us is over," I pointed out, not wanting to make any business happen between us. I turned back towards the highway outside the window. "You think so? Unfortunately, I am currently your owner and you already agreed to that before you went on stage last night, right?!" Lucas said again, "There is no choice for you, Mrs. Alexandra but to agree to your contract with me." ** Lucas Cassano, Alpha, is known as the cold-hearted man. His reputation is impeccable, and he is wealthy and handsome, but no woman has ever managed to melt his heart. Even though he has Abigail as his Luna, he has never given his heart to any woman. Natalia Alexandra is a smart young woman who is struggling with the cost of caring for her comatose mother in the hospital. One night, she doesn't expect to go to a women's auction and end up in the hands of Lucas Cassano for two million dollars. The two agree to a secret relationship when Natalia discovers she is pregnant with Lucas' child. Can Natalia melt the Alpha's heart and change the destiny between them, or will Natalia's fate end like other women who tried to conquer the Alpha's heart, unrequited?
Betrayed by her own fiancé on the eve of her wedding and failing to get married, Rakia was traumatized by being in a relationship with a man. As an act of revenge, Rakia burns her billion-dollar wedding dress. However, her actions caused serious problems, her fiancé demanded compensation for her actions and Rakia was threatened with imprisonment if she did not compensate him. In the midst of her confusion to find a solution, Dashtan came to offer a deal. Dashtan, a wealthy CEO, offers Rakia a deal. Become his wife and Rakia's debt will be paid off. A loveless marriage and a deal ensued, but halfway through, both Dashtan and Rakia began to feel that their marriage was fostering feelings of love between them. There were only two choices. Fall in love or get divorced.
Ariana Alexandra never thought that her career as a singer would stop because she had to marry a billionaire named Sean Valentino. Marriage was not in her plans at the time, but Sean's parents already liked her and wanted her to be owned by a Sean as the wife of a man who had an unpleasant childhood before his adoptive parents saved him from that dark period. Ariana and Sean try to understand each other, but what Ariana doesn't know is that Sean is her childhood friend who she had saved from being bullied by her friends. Sean's charm as a single man that many women want is slowly able to make Ariana fall into the possessive man's arms in an instant and awaken an erotic side that Ariana never imagined was inside her all this time.Initially, their marriage was going perfectly, until Sean's ex-girlfriend came and tried to destabilize their relationship. Getting Sean's attention back, who was distracted by Ariana's arrival.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
"I, Erika Blackwood, stand before you, Alexander Robertson, with a heavy heart. I hereby reject you as my mate. The bond we once shared has grown fragile, and my soul yearns for a different path. May you find solace in the love of another, and may we both find the happiness we seek." Alexander didn't say a word and looked at me. But he refused to accept. *********** Erika Blackwood is the next Alpha in line of the Ironclaw Pack. She hides her identity and gets mated to the Alpha of the Moonforest Pack, Alexander Robertson. Three years passed, but Alexander is still unwilling to let go of his childhood sweetheart. Erika is mistreated and eventually framed by the same childhood sweetheart. Now she leaves with that humiliation, and goes back to her pack, swearing vengeance on those who hurt her. They all waited for her to return and beg, but what happens when they realize that the famous Ironclaw Pack that was going to help in the rogue war, was ruled by a woman named, Erika Blackwood. Now her Ex mates want her back. Other Alphas want this woman.. But will she accept any of them? Or will she stay independent forever?...
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
“Drive this woman out!” "Throw this woman into the sea!” When he doesn’t know Debbie Nelson’s true identity, Carlos Hilton cold-shoulders her. “Mr. Hilton, she is your wife,” Carlos’ secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, “why didn’t you tell me earlier?” From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.