Guest Memento

Immediately after Gu Changge realized he had transgressed into a fantasy world, the world’s protagonist, and fortune’s chosen, vowed to take revenge on him. Envied by all, he not only has the female lead head over heels for him but he’s also treated as a distinguished guest wherever he goes. Fortunately, Gu Changge’s prestige and power are superior to everyone else’s, so shouldn’t it be easy to trample on a mere fortune’s chosen?

Joanne Smith, weighed down by significant debt and humiliated by Jeffrey Winchester's cruel rejection just a day before their wedding, transformed her life into that of a multi-millionaire entrepreneur, allowing love to fade into memory. Joanne had one rule in life: money first, emotions later. She built an empire from the ground up, balancing her booming logistics company with the peace of her family farm. When a rugged stranger shows up, desperate for a place to stay, Joanne reluctantly takes him in as a paying guest. But little does she know, he’s not just any guest. He’s the man who brutally rejected her years ago, the one she’s long since forgotten. And he remembers everything differently. Now, living under her roof, he’s fueled by the sting of his own downfall and a hunger for revenge. Will the truth tear her world apart—or bring a reckoning neither of them saw coming? Join me on this incredible journey to find out! I will provide daily updates, and I would love to hear your thoughts in the comments. Please consider leaving a review and supporting me with GTs, Power Stones, and gifts. I hope you enjoy this story as much as I enjoy writing it!

In a world where words breathe and letters morph into monsters, Nullus discovers he is no mere guest in this body... but the ultimate target of mysterious forces seeking to erase every trace of him before he deciphers the code of his existence. But beware: every chapter you read here is a step closer to the trap. Are you ready to hear the voice whispering behind the lines? “Look around you... this very sentence could be an eye watching you!”* As Nullis digs into the depths of his past, he realizes something terrifying: The story writes itself, and the reader... *you*... are part of its game. Will you save him by etching these pages into your memory? Or will you fall victim to your own choices? Time is running out, and **the book begins to devour itself."

Alexis an outcast, a “Hunted” yet able to hide under their noses, desiring to live at every cost. Even if it meant pretending to be a man. But she was also once one of the moon goddess’s three pillars. She was in charge of assigning mates, but her curiosity into what it would feel like to have a mate, to fall in love was considered a breach of rules. The goddess’s three pillars do not fall in love! It was forbidden. So she was sentenced, removed and reduced to the status of a mere werewolf. Her memories were wiped and she no longer knew what she once was, not even after her rebirth. In a world of werewolves where shifting was a must, what would happen to her? A girl who never shifted? Never manifested. What would she do now, suddenly having found herself struck with a heat cycle—something she had never once experienced. She was abnormal, never manifested, yet, there she stood in the middle of hundreds of guests drowning in her sudden heat that one way or the other drew his attention. Keelion Fane. The one who should have never known. He is the leader of the pack, but he is feared—said to be cold-hearted and cruel. He is an alpha who hasn’t found his mate for so long that he had no choice but to find a substitute. But Alexis was stuck. With nowhere to run, in his grasp. She…was doomed.

Follow Instagram @sere_nity_lee for new info novel of Serenity Lee [Mature content] [WSA 2022] || Vol 1-3 END "So, you are, my lecturer?" Audia asked as the two of them were on their way in Alvin's private car. Alvin cleared his throat once. "Yes, that is so." "No wonder I feel like I know your face," said Audia, matching her memory. "What do you teach, huh?" "Architecture." Audia nodded her head while her mouth formed an 'o' shape. 'Uh? .... Wait ... what?' Suddenly the nerves of her brain suppress the memory in the hippocampus. "Mr. Mandala?" Audia asked for sure. Which immediately got a nod from Alvin. "No way!" Audia screamed in disbelief. Her eyes narrowed at Alvin. "Why?" asked Alvin in surprise. A Mandala H, that's what Audia remembers when the new lecturer introduced himself when he first taught. Wearing a plaid shirt, smooth hair, neatly slicked back, glasses always perched on his sharp nose. Came with a bag containing his laptop and a textbook for teaching. Lecturer arrogant, pretentious cool, stingy smile, flat face, killer. Very different from Alvin who is now her husband. Unexpectedly 'that Mr. Mandala' and Alvin—her husband, turned out to be the same person. 'That annoying person turned out to be my husband?' she thought. 'Oh noooooo!' * * ******* ** The bride-to-be suddenly withdrew from the marriage due to an arranged marriage. Then run away and the news is not known. The groom-to-be was left speechless in front of the invited guests. Worry for a moment. Canceling the marriage contract or looking for an impromptu replacement bride. Until his eyes caught a woman in a white dress sitting among the invited guests. The other ones were students at his campus where he had just taught. As a substitute teacher. How will the story of their marriage continue? Will the seeds of love grow between these two strangers? With a myriad of question marks in the bride's heart, why was she chosen among the many other single women who were also present at the grand wedding of the son of one of Indonesia's well-known real estate entrepreneurs. cover: www.freepik.com === INCLUDE COLLECTION/TAP LOVE/ADD BEFORE READING. SO THAT THIS STORY IS IN YOUR READING LIST AND GETS NOTIFICATIONS WHEN NEW CHAPTER UPDATES ^^ CONTINUE SUPPORT THIS STORY, by throwing BLUE STONE'S POWER STONES FOR THIS STORY! — 1 POWER STONE WILL GET 1 FREE VOUCHER TO OPEN THE LOCKED BOOK. DON'T FORGET, A 5 STAR REVIEW YES! THANK YOU

On the day of her wedding to her childhood sweetheart, Natalie Ford received an unexpected gift: a marriage certificate. It stated that she was already married to a complete stranger—Aiden Handrix. While the wedding guests continued to mock and insult her, her lover Ivan decided to dump her, choosing to marry her half-sister Briena instead. To add insult to injury, she was thrown out of her home. To prove her innocence, Natalie Ford could only take one course of action - she had to find this mysterious Aiden Handrix and get to the bottom of this! The next day, there was news trending on the TV. Justin Harper, the heir of the richest family in the Bayford was returning home. Natalie’s eyes narrowed at the TV screen. ‘Why does this man look exactly like the man in the picture of my wedding certificate?’ In the quest of uncovering the mystery behind her said marriage, she decided to follow him and ask personally. “Are you married?” “No.” “Do you have a twin brother?” “No?” “By chance you heard the name Aiden Handrix?” “No.” “Then, who the hell are you?’ “Your brother.” “Wait, what?” “Yes. Now pack your bags and come home with me.” First got a husband out of the blue and now a brother with the same face? Was god creating clones and offering them to her with different relationships?

The great cultivator Qin Zhao, unable to bear the torment of her treacherous disciple, chooses death but ends up reincarnated as a scandalous starlet in the modern entertainment industry. This starlet is notorious for not taking her career seriously, engaging in underhanded tactics and is shunned by all top celebrities. Forced to make enemies and infamous, Qin Zhao retorts: I only know fortune-telling, keep the negativity coming. Using her skills in fortune-telling and feng shui to exorcise evil and dispel disasters, she becomes the honored guest of various magnates, turning haters into fans. However, her husband, a man of immense power and unpredictable moods, who is cold and difficult to handle, increasingly resembles her former disciple. Qin Zhao promptly serves divorce papers, demanding him out of her life. But the cold but elegant Dr. Chu reveals his true nature, desperate to keep her. Clutching her hand, he holds a scalpel to his chest, declaring, 'Zhao Zhao, you can take my life anytime, but you cannot leave me.' You destroyed and rebirthed me, thus my life can only be yours thereafter. ps: The fierce and cool female immortal master X from white to black, a seemingly cold but drama-loving doctor.

In Indian mythology, the Three Aspects Deity suppressed the current age. Many Immortals cursed all the gods. Asuras, after millennia of arduous cultivation, would always attack the Heavenly Realm and beat up the Heavenly Emperor upon receiving a boon. "Arduous cultivation, receiving boons, beating up the Heavenly Emperor, why is Indian mythology always like this? I'm the one who gets beaten and suffers; I quit!" Indra, who had reincarnated as the Heavenly Emperor, was furious. And so... "Whoever loves being the Heavenly Emperor, be my guest; I'm not going to work!" Indra said. "Hey, hey, hey, the script isn't supposed to go like this," the Destroyer God Shiva said, full of question marks. "You've performed great meritorious deeds in the past. This position of the Heavenly Emperor is rightfully yours. If not, there will be chaos in the world!" the Protector God Vishnu said anxiously. "No, Heavenly Emperor, I'll give you a boon. Go quickly and beat up the Asura!" the Creator God Brahma spoke thus.

Synopsis: When Ethan Walker steps through a mysterious door in a rain-soaked alley, he finds himself inside The Obscura Hotel—a place that exists beyond time and space. The rules of this hotel are simple: Follow them, and you might survive. Break them, and you’ll regret it. But some rules aren’t meant to be broken. Trapped in a place where reality shifts and unseen horrors lurk behind every door, Ethan must uncover the hotel’s secrets before it claims him as its next permanent guest. Rule #5: If you hear knocking from inside the closet—do not open it. Rule #3: Avoid mirrors between 3:00 AM and 4:00 AM. If you see something that isn’t your reflection—look away. Final Rule: There is no checking out.

Sold by her father, Bella short for Arabella, was forced to live a life as a slave that would entertain the guests of the castle. The job of slaves were merely to be humiliated and to have as feast once they became a boring creature toward the guests. Arabella with her fierce attitude had only caused more trouble than good, although that helped her from being feasted by the vampires until her body dried up, the vampires also enjoy in harming her, toying with her, hoping to see that one day she would break. However she had caught the wrong attention by those crimson gaze, eventually being the toy of the one and only Mad Crown Prince of Versailles. Eventually this interest only cause her to be more tangled by the twisted and thorny battle for the Throne. Will eventually Bella concede and accept the Mad crown prince? Or will she finally succeed in running away from his grasp. Why her? *** excerpt*** Arabella felt her wrists stung as the shackle around her wrist jingled from the sudden pull. She then met with the icy red eyes that brood down upon her appearance, drinking into every inch of her figure as if he was studying her, even to how those breaths escaped her lips. "I thought we had bonded over the days we have spent together, Bella," he sang, his bright scarlet eyes betraying the singing tone he had used as it had grown so dark and filled with anger. "Yet you left so quickly as soon as I opened the castle gate." Bella gritted her teeth, her eyes glaring at him as she defiantly shook his hand off her face, "I can remind you if you have forgotten it, Your Majesty, I am kept here against my wish." Cassius' smile faded as he stared at her. The sudden pin-drop silence filled her nerves with tension as she found his smileless face the most terrifying sight. She had always known his fearsome side however, it felt scarier tonight. Bella tried to endure how loud her heart had raced against her chest, gathering her breaths together even though it remained shallow in his presence. "So cold," he muttered, his tone trying to tease her, but she could see the raw anger crossing his eyes. "You cannot run from me. Not after what we've done. Not after what you promised." Her heart faltered. She wasn't supposed to stay in this castle; she knew that the royal palace was filled with those vampire monsters who would kill for their desire, simply to have fun. She knew she should never give her heart to any of these monsters, and she had once believed she would never. But that was until Cassius came. She had made that promise because her heart had betrayed her, and she wished that she had never uttered that promise. Promises she had made to him on the call of love. Yet deep within her, a part of her still crave for him. "You're not the first one I have broken my promises with," she gritted her teeth and looked up at him, "I broke my promise the way you broke yours first, isn't it fair?" "Fair? Then was everything a lie, Arabella?" he murmured, his hands cupping her face, forcing her to meet his eyes. "You were mine the moment you entered my castle. And you will be mine until the very end." She gulped as his eyes shone underneath the moonlight, his gaze unforgiving over her, exposing his wild hunger. Her breath caught, her pulse quickening. "A human and a vampire should have never stayed together. They were all right." "I don't care," he spoke through his clenched jaw. "You're going to remain here by my side forever."

[-Congratulations, you have successfully killed Alexander the Great and claimed him as your summon..-] The words, scrawled in blood, burned across the page of the Death Ledger. Riven was nothing but a powerless runt until necromancers razed his village and butchered his sister before his eyes. As his blood soaked the dirt, his Sigil ignited, granting him a gift. He can die and reform, a cycle that resets with every rank he climbs. But fate wasn’t done screwing him. In the catacombs beneath the ruins, he found the Death Ledger—a death contract that bound him against his will to hunt those who’ve cheated death across dimensions. Historical legendary heroes and villains. From the noble King Arthur to the conqueror Genghis Khan and the fabled king of Uruk, Gilgamesh, together with Ivan the Terrible and Vlad the Impaler. Every mission is a gamble. Fail once, and the Ledger brands him a death-cheater, turning him into prey for the same immortal fugitives he hunts. And the reward? He gets to keep them as his undead summons. His enemies will not stop coming. They want the Ledger, the Sigil, his power. To survive, he will wield death itself, growing stronger with every soul he claims, because in a world this savage, only the relentless rise.

It all started with a glass of Tequila that Aira thought was orange juice, making her drunk and unknowingly spending a hot night with a handsome young man named Renji Ishikawa. As a result of that night, Aira's life changed drastically, especially when she had to marry Renji Ishikawa, who turned out to be a teenager in his teens. But if she refuses to marry him, Aira is threatened with a lawsuit on charges of sexual harassment against a high school student. ………… How sad it was, how heartbreaking, and feeling like the biggest fool for being in the middle of the wedding of her ex-lover and her best friend. "Your drink, Miss," offered a polite waiter, approaching with a tray full of various colours and flavours. She picked a glass of orange drink with a fresh cherry on the rim. Her moon-like eyes stayed fixed on the groom while she drank the beverage until it was empty. Nothing strange happened to the sweet girl for a minute, but suddenly, dizziness struck, and she stumbled as her body swayed. Her delicate hand searched the wall for support, afraid of falling, feeling like she was experiencing an earthquake, and seeing everything around her shake. Feeling too weak to walk, she chose to squat near a large pot close to the ballroom's entrance. People around her watched silently, unwilling to help; some even gossiped about her. She was distressed and needed help, not performing for an audience, yet many still criticized her. Wild imaginings suddenly crossed her mind, wishing for a handsome prince on a white horse to rescue her, like scenes from her childhood anime favourites. But things like that only happened in fairy tales, where the prince would permanently save the princess from the villain's hands. That was how the stories were written. For her, there would never be a prince in her life story. But who would have thought that God would grant such an extraordinary miracle? Among the hundreds of high-class guests, one person approached and tried to offer help after observing her in silence. A handsome young man in a black suit stood right behind her. "Miss, are you alright?" he asked, concerned. "Who are you?" she asked, her voice still shaky from crying. The man stood frozen for a moment as though startled by the sight of this stranger but then smiled and extended his hand. "Don't cry here. Let me help you up." She shook her head, her cheeks red, not from embarrassment but from the effects of the drink. "My head is spinning, and I can't walk." The young man raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Alright then." He slipped his arms between her legs and under her body, lifting her, and she was heavy, just as he expected. From afar, the girls began to watch with shocked faces, filled with envy, anger, and jealousy, seeing the young man from the Ishikawa family carrying a girl, rumoured to be Aira Hoshino, the ex-girlfriend of Kairo Kenzaki and the best friend of Mika Kurogane, who were the couple getting married tonight. She rested her head on his shoulder comfortably, inhaling the refreshing scent of mint. Only this handsome young man, like a Greek god, came to her aid, asking about her condition, and now, carrying her out of the party without saying a word. "Where is your home?" he asked as he laid Aira, the girl he just met, into the car and fastened her seatbelt. "I don't want to go home," she whimpered. "Why?" he asked as he sat in the driver's seat. "Do you want to comfort me while my heart is broken?" she said, draping her arms around his neck. A grin spread across his handsome face. "How?" he asked, pretending not to know. "Stay with me until morning," Aira teased with a playful smile. In the next moment, Aira's lips were captured in his. Slowly, Aira's eyes closed tightly, leading her into a peaceful dream, soaring high into the sky, feeling as if it were real, not just a dream. …

Many people wish to be transported to another world, beautiful women, supernatural powers, adventures and the list continues. But what happens when you are born in a place where almost everyone see you as a tool, which turned out to be useless for their purposses. Falling into the depths of despair after losing what he cared for the most, the unmistakable sound of a notification changed his destiny and the one of all the planes of existence, but was it for the good... or not? "The host's current body is too shitty for the system, physical reformation in progress", "physical reformation complete, as a one time reward for surviving the host might ask the system for a wish". Follow Daimon on his journey through a world where the existences called "Gods" are only higher ranked mages. ------------------------------------ Achievement rewards: 300 power stones= 1 extra chapters (The reward chapters will be posted on the week, on a random day) ----------------------------------- If You like monsters folklore and cute girls then be my guest ----------------------------------- The cover is not mine, so all the credit for the right owner ----------------------------------- The story will have a lot of dark elements so if you don't have stomach for that then I suggest you to leave, oh also i'm quite a pervert myself so be prepared for that (NO NTR). ---------------------------------- Finally, enjoy the story and if you like it please do support me with your golden tickets, power stones and reviews they will help me a lot.

King Ronan Dain is a legend. Having conquered and united the seven warring kingdoms, he now rules from the grand capital, both loved and feared as the man who ended centuries of bloodshed. But peace is fragile, and his council pressures him to take a wife to secure his reign. Reluctantly, he agrees to host a grand ball, inviting noblewomen from across the realms. Among the dazzling guests, one woman captures his attention instantly—Selene, a gorgeous beauty with emerald eyes that seem to pierce his soul. But Selene is no ordinary guest. She is an assassin, trained to kill the king who destroyed her homeland. Sent by a secret faction that seeks to destroy his empire, she has only one mission: earn his trust, get close enough, and Kill him. But the closer she gets, the harder it becomes to carry out the kill. For the ruthless warlord she expected is not the monster she was taught hate. Her own heart betrays her. Kill the king and avenge her people. Or protect the man she was sent to destroy. Either way, she might not make it out alive.

There has ever been one Emperor of the Eternal Skies and after his disappearance, the Empire fell back into its days of warring, and no one dared to call themselves by that name! But Atrox Soryu dreamed of uniting the Empire as the rising star of his Clan. He had the charm and the potential but then it was discovered that he carried the Forbidden Mark Order. A power that was feared and loathed. In an instant his world was turned upside down, his friends turned their backs on him and his father disowned him, calling him the shame of the Clan. He was sent to the borderland where monsters crawled from Rifts to conquer the world. It was here that he would know the terrible secret of the Forbidden Mark Order he carried and the inheritance that comes with it. He wanted to build an Empire and he would start from the borderland he was sent to, right from the labor camp.

For eighteen years, Amara Kings has been nothing more than a ghost—a forgotten heir locked away in secrecy. On the night of her long-awaited debut, she senses her fated mate among the guests. But her dreams of love and freedom shatter when Alpha Elias Beaumont, the man destined to be hers, publicly rejects her and claims her sister, Kamla, instead. Betrayed and heartbroken, Amara swears Kamla will not get away with her deception. But when Kamla is found murdered that same night, all eyes turn to Amara. Branded a jealous killer, she is thrown into a nightmare of torture and humiliation at the hands of the mate who once denied her. But Amara is no ordinary wolf. As darkness rises and buried secrets unravel, she discovers a power within her that could reshape the entire werewolf world—or destroy it. With enemies lurking in the shadows, an obsessed Alpha vying for her heart, and Elias desperate for redemption, Amara must decide: will she seek vengeance, claim her rightful place, or carve a new destiny of her own? The truth was never meant to come to light. But now that it has, the world will never be the same.

After a long day at work, David Krum takes an unexpected turn and stumbles upon "Aunty Crusty’s Kitchen" , a secluded roadside restaurant. But the eerie hostess isn’t just strange—she’s a predator, and no guest ever leaves alive. Trapped in a nightmare, David must outrun a monstrous entity bent on devouring him. With time running out and the shadows closing in, his only hope lies in a mysterious exorcist named Lucius. One wrong turn. One cursed night. And one terrifying truth—some roads should never be taken.

On the day of her wedding, Aurora Sinclair thought she had her happily-ever-after. Instead, she found her fiancé tangled in bed with her sister. In an act of revenge, she exposed them in front of hundreds of guests, only to be cast aside as if she were nothing. Heartbroken and betrayed, she made one reckless decision—one night with a stranger. A man she thought she’d never see again. But fate had other plans. That stranger was Liam Carter, the wealthiest and most ruthless man in Evercrest City. He wasn’t interested in love. He was interested in revenge. And now, he wants her to be a part of it. The deal? A contract marriage. A child. And the promise to bring down the people who destroyed her. But as passion collides with deception, Aurora soon realizes that Liam is playing his own dangerous game. And the closer she gets to the truth, the more she questions—is she his pawn, or his queen?

{Disclaimer: The main character is evil, smart but unethical, and morally corrupt in a good way for himself.} An average man works hard to get things done. An intelligent man finds smarter ways to do the work. A wise man lets intelligent people do the work for him. Or at least, this is a generalized view of what a wise person is. But Dryn took this one step further and instead of using intelligent people, he utilized an entire intelligent civilization of humans to do the work for him. Having already experienced the end of the world and regressed back after realizing that this whole world was just a lie, he found himself once again in the body of the crown prince of the kingdom of Atlanta, which was going to be destroyed by the Empire within three weeks. An ultimatum where, in his past life, his story had started with the destruction of his own kingdom. Now, standing at the edge, at just 8 years of age, he is going to rewrite everything with his knowledge of this world and the one he awakened from in his past life, being from a different world. When science and magic mix together in a world filled with miracles, a villain is born who takes both of them while remaining as cruel as possible to protect what he couldn't in the past. Against the Empire within a kingdom isolated around the ocean, with the weakest strength in the world, hailing as the crown prince, he manipulates the situation and finally greets the guests from the modern world as the gate of modern times opens in his kingdom. Feeding the information he wants them to receive, he makes proper use of the most advanced and technologically superior human civilization in the fantasy world.

"Fate… has blessed you." With that haunting whisper, Aeron's nightmare begins. The son of a duke’s mistress, hidden from court and raised behind quiet walls, Aeron’s life is shattered by the arrival of a mysterious guest whose presence changes everything. Tragedy follows.... Cast into a world that barely acknowledges his existence, Aeron is sent to live with a father he has never met. There, he confronts the harsh truth: he is a bastard, unwanted by his new family, dismissed by the man who should protect him. But when a small, curious moment reveals a flicker of something unusual in the boy, the duke's calculating eyes see a use for him. Aeron is offered a single chance: pass the trial, and earn a place at the Ardorion Imperial Academy, where the empire’s finest are trained in magic, blade, and power. Aeron begins to wonder if fate truly has blessed him—or simply chosen him for ruin. He will endure. With each challenge, he will learn and harden. And one day, he will rise, not as they intended—but as he was fated to.

Ninety-Nine Thousand Memories is a brutal odyssey of LitRPG and Dark Fantasy. Asteron has died more times than he can count. More than 500 lives of agony, trapped in an endless cycle. But when a mysterious blood-red door drags him into an abyss of fractured memories, he discovers ninety-nine thousand forgotten memories that flood his mind with a torrent of violence, ancestral magic, erased wars, and skills forged in pain. Now, the knowledge of fallen empires burns in his veins, but the Ascendants, divine architects of his torment, want him back in their cage. His time is bleeding out, and every second lost brings him closer to oblivion. His only bet: an impossible hotel, where time is the currency and guests trade their remaining years for refuge. Here, in this place between worlds, Asteron weaves a web of allies and enemies as he fights to maintain his sanity on the brink of collapse. Visceral combats and an antihero at the limit of his resistance. Can a man with 99,000 pasts defeat a future that condemns him… or will his last life be the one that destroys him? Do you dare to enter the hotel?

On a cold winter night, Mike opens his door to an unexpected guest—his distant and mysterious teacher, Serena. Seeking shelter for the night, she unknowingly brings a secrets with her. As strange events unfold in the quiet hours, Mike finds himself drawn into a mystery he never saw coming.

At that time, I had just lost my job, was so broke I could barely afford food, and the few crumpled bills left in my wallet seemed to be fighting each other. Just then, I spotted a job ad for a hotel doorman with the enticing words: “High pay, easy work, free meals, and lodging!” I felt a surge of excitement—being a doorman? Just standing by the door and greeting people? That’s easy! But on my first day, I realized this place was a total nightmare. Each guest was scarier than the last! Some wore all black with daggers on their belts, others walked in with sunglasses and hats pulled low, and one guy even carried a black bag, from which a few shell casings casually fell out. And wait, what’s up with the blood-soaked guy in a hockey mask…

When Sam inherits his late uncle’s guesthouse, he expects a quiet year of hosting tourists, making money, and selling the place. Easy. Then he finds a warning in the guestbook: "Do not stay in the guest room." Weird, but whatever. Probably a prank. Except now things move at night. Shadows linger too long. And something sat on his bed while he pretended to be asleep. The neighbors praise his uncle but dodge questions about the house. The guesthouse has secrets, and Sam—armed with cleaning supplies, denial, and a questionable sense of bravery—is stuck figuring them out. All he wants is to run a normal, ghost-free business. Too bad the ghosts have other plans.

Before the wedding, Wyne Scoot, a genius doctor who specializes in medicine, Kate Scoot's eldest granddaughter, was kidnapped. The kidnapping incident was witnessed by Ricardo Elmer, CEO of Elmer Group Center, the man who saved Wyne was almost defiled after being given an aphrodisiac. But because of the aphrodisiac, Ricardo was forced to touch the poor lady. After that, Wyne woke up and went to the place where his wedding was being held. She stops the wedding that was about to marry Herman to Susan - his half-sister and reveals his kidnapping planned by Susan. Herman was forced to marry Wyne, and because Herman hated Wyne, he exiled the girl to the pavilion behind his house. The husband did not know that she was the mysterious and genius CEO of Scoot Group, who had a mission to take revenge on David, Imelda - his father's second wife, and Susan, who killed Ratna - his father's first wife and his biological mother. Slowly the three people were made miserable. But at the same time, she was pregnant with Ricardo's seed, which she kept and kept secret from the world. Then, six years later, Ricardo returned to Jakarta, a widower with no children and paralyzed in both legs. He was determined to find Wyne had made him fall in love and saved his life in a plane crash in California. When he was about to go to Herman's second wedding, he met Bella was almost hit by a car. Then he also met Wyne at the wedding, he was shocked because it turned out that Wyne used to be married to Herman, and now her crush is suing Herman for divorce in front of Gordon, Kate, David, and the guests. After that, he approached Wyne and was shocked because Bella was his biological daughter. But he didn't know there were Keanu and Kelvin, Bella's twin brothers. What happens next?

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Where once was an abandoned mine, today stood a large and strange shop, full of odd machines and creatures. The owner, a young odd woman, received the guests with a large smile, she would look at you and offer a gun with excitement.

“I will let you be on top from tonight, please don’t divorce me, darling!” ----- Evelyn’s fairytale life shattered when a stranger stormed in, claiming to be the real daughter of the Wright family with proof. Her enviable privileges? Stripped away. Her spotless reputation? Tarnished. Her four-year engagement? Abruptly annulled. But the worst betrayal came from her once-loving father, all set to marry her off to settle a business score—with a man twice her age! Everyone in the circle attended this scandalous wedding, eager to witness the downfall of the supposed fake heiress. Yet, the climax was not what even Evelyn had anticipated! Zevian Reign, the nation’s richest tycoon, known for being every woman’s fantasy and the nightmare of all his rivals, made a dramatic entrance. His arrival stunned the guests, but his brazen wish was even more startling! He casually demanded to replace the groom and marry the beautiful bride. No one dared to challenge, nor did anyone have the guts to disobey him. They were left with no choice but to watch the wedding unfold. And it was Evelyn’s time to smirk, for she was now the devil’s wife. And all those who had ruined her, they would pay back in tenfold! ++++ [Excerpt] "Why would I ditch my husband for a loser?" Evelyn chuckled, crossing her arms defiantly. "He is better than him in all the aspects." Her gaze drifted to her ex-fiancé nearby, and she continued with a smirk, "Actually, a lot better in bed." As Annabelle’s face flushed with disdain, Evelyn patted her back and leaned in to deliver another slap. "So, good luck with licking my leftovers, dear step-sister. He's a perfect match for you."