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"In school, she is the brightest, most cheerful girl you'll ever meet. The one who was lucky enough to be one of the boys. But Ari has held secrets her entire life; the darkness of her home life, and the fact that she has been in love with her best friend David for years. Those were hidden within her heart, locked even from her closest friends...until she lost a diary. One by one, her treasured secrets started spilling out, and her other best friend Sebastian, the one who keeps asking to marry her, seems to be in on it."

Being young and beautiful, Celeste is the only daughter of the Marcon Family and was raised by Don Andres Marcon and Dona Saffira Marcon in their province. She was known to be an in-demand event stylist and a successful event planner. Everything is fine with her life, but she doesn’t remember anything about her childhood to her adolescence. She always felt that something was always missing in her life –not until she found out the truth when an unknown man came named Allastair and he claimed that she was his.

"IF HE IS NOT WILLING TO BE HER REAL HUSBAND, WHAT'S THE HARMFUL IN SUDUCING HIM? Charlotte Foster is in love with Morgan, her father's kind business partner who has quickly become her best friend since she met him. Now, at 20, and after several unsuccessful attempts to make Morgan see her as a woman, Charlie is prevented from receiving the inheritance that is rightfully hers, thanks to the schemes of her late father and her terrible stepmother. That's when Morgan surprises her with a proposal: become her husband for a year, so that she can receive what belongs to her. However, for Charlie, money is the least important thing in that situation. Morgan Sullivan struggled for a long time with his repressed feelings for Charlie, the authentic and impulsive daughter of his greedy partner. However, after years of managing to hide his love for her, he sees no other way out than marrying her to protect her from her Machiavellian stepmother. After all, it will only be for a year and everything will be a farce, since he will never touch her. As much as you want. And as much as he is no longer able to hide what he feels for her so well. Realizing that her husband may not be as indifferent to her as he thought, Charlie decides she needs to use that year to seduce her husband and turn their fake marriage into something very real."

On January 1, 2030, with the birth of the cross era extraterrestrial technology "optical brain", the human world announced its entry into the era of comprehensive online gaming. This is a world of spiritual online games, where humans use the "light brain" to create a game called Apocalypse that can enable ethnic evolution, ushering in a new era of human civilization.

"Jenny hurries to make dinner for her husband... The Kitchen door suddenly opens, and she cringes with wide eyes, staring to behold the intruder. From the doorway Femi gazes at Jenny with obvious desperation, and then their eyes lock. “I’m sorry, to startle you.” He says this with a gentle note of urgency, and so Jenny relaxes, with a punny smile. “It’s fine. Do you need anything?” she says this while still in her position. The man aways makes her shy. “I... sorry I came unannounced...” Femi stutters. “Femi, come off it. You’re no longer a stranger to this house. You’re always welcome any time any day.” Femi smiles, looking as innocent as a dove. “So, what brings you here, Mr. marriage fixer?” Femi chuckles. Chuckle takes his eyes straight to her's. “Actually, I need your help to fix my stomach.” “Your stomach? Is there a problem?” Jenny asks with concern. “Not really. Just that I was trying to make egusi soup. I mean the proper Ibo egusi soup…” “Wow. That’s impressive. So, were you able to make it?” “It’s actually my first time. Was hoping you’d assist. I just need a few directives, I’ll pick up from there.” “Okay. No problem. Just give me a minute let me rinse off these plates, okay?” Femi smiles and nods. “Okay.” Jenny hurries up with her chores, then dries her wet hands with a towel. “So, shall we go now?” “Yeah, sure. Thank you so much.” Femi says, smiles, and makes for his apartment, while Jenny follows behind. Jenny and Femi arrive the kitchen. She spots the food items on the cabinet, and makes for them. Femi stands by the door, a ploy to take good view of Jenny’s back side. Jenny innocently begins to attend to the chores. Unaware that Femi is watching her backside, until she observes that Femi is too distant and then calls his attention. “Femi, you can’t learn from a thousand miles, you know.” Femi smiles. He knows what he has in mind, but then he’s taking it one step at a time. He moves closer, they stand next to each other, and Jenny continues with her cooking. “I’ve been wondering…” Femi says pensively. “About what?” Jenny asks with a tone of concern, while still focused on the cooking. “Being with one woman for the rest of one’s life. How does it taste?” Jenny glances at Femi, smiles, and replies; “you tell me. Aren't you supposed to be the marriage counselor?” “I know, but this is a bit technical. I mean... having to eat the same food over and over again…” Jenny eyes him, he nods, and chuckles. “Well, it’s really not hard. By the way, don’t they say ’when the food is sweet, we lick the plate?’” Femi eyes her intently, she’s just given him the right cue to strike his lustful cord, even though she meant to make an innocent assertion. He grins and stares at her with curved lips, just the way lovers do when they tease each other with dirty talks. “Does he lick your plate?” Jenny withdraws a bit, chews on his words, then responds dismissively. “If what you’re asking is what I think it is, then yes, he doesn’t just lick my plate, he eats the plate as well.” “Wow. Does he? He really loves you.” “You can say that again.” Femi observes a brief pause. It seems things are not working according to plan. He assumed she would be vulnerable with a little touch of sensuality, but she obviously has a tough skin. He has to go deeper. He has to hit the nail on the head. “I must confess. The idea of having s*x with one woman is the reason I’m still single.” Femi says. “Really? What are you? A maniac or something?” Jenny replies with a bemused face, and a wry smile plays around his lips. “Not really. I’m just adventurous. I ride like a horse. I take my woman to the other side and back. I just can’t afford a woman who can’t cope with mad fun.” Jenny eyes him intently and scoffs. “Oh, really?” He nods intently, then whispers with a frosty tone. “I love mad fun. I give mad fun.” D*mn, Jenny makes to imagine some nasty pictures, but snaps out of the fantasy almost immediately. “Then find yourself a match. There are plenty fishes in the sea. “Now, that’s where the problem is. I don’t seem to finding my match... Well I tried searching, but that search has never been successful.” “Then stop searching for already-made. Find a raw material and convert her to your taste.” Femi thinks for a while and nods intently. “You made a valid point, but…” he glances at his wrist watch, and his face narrows with a note of urgency. “D*mn, I forgot to take my medication this morning.” “Medication?” Jenny asks with a look of concern, then observes his face and says, “are you sick?” “I’m hypertensive.” Femi replies. She observes him with deep concern. “Oh dear. Please hurry. You shouldn’t skip your meds you know. I don’t have big muscles to carry somebody o.” They both laugh, then Femi leaves for the bedroom while Jenny continues with the cooking. Jenny glances at her wrist watch several minutes later and realizes that Femi has been out for so long. “Femi? I’m done o.” she announces, but receives no response. She puts out the gas and makes for the bedroom. “Femi!? Femi! Hello!” but she doesn’t get any response. She calls again, still no response. She goes further, then calls again, “Femi?” No still no response. Now worried, she proceeds, but a bit skeptical to enter the bedroom She halts at the doorway and calls, again. “Femi?” “Right here,” Femi answers from within, in a gruff voice. Hearing the flat voice, Jenny dashes into the bedroom. “Oh my god are you okay…? She finds Femi butt naked, her eyes slowly descend on his huge private..."

"After enduring four years of humiliation and mistreatment, Charlotte decides to break free from the man who never loved her and the family that never accepted her although she was pregnant. Having sacrificed her true identity in the name of love, she now seeks to reclaim it for herself. But unexpectedly, the once-distant man becomes passionately interested in her, but Charlotte remains firm in her decision. As she forges ahead with her new life, she faces numerous challenges, unearths troubling secrets from her past and hidden truths, she walks through endless drama and the schemes of her enemies. The question remains: Will Charlotte overcome these obstacles and find her path, or will she rediscover the love she has long awaited?"