Wedding Turns to Tragedy

On her wedding day, a bride's joy shatters when her groom is found dead. What should have been the start of a life together becomes a dark investigation into betrayal. Surrounded by suspicious guests and hidden motives, she must navigate a web of secrets to uncover the truth behind the murder. This modern romance quickly spirals into a gripping mystery where every loved one is a suspect and the tragic loss is only the beginning of a deeper conspiracy.

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I was in shock from the slap, and before I could regroup to chase after him, the phone with the cracked screen on the ground started ringing. It was Remy calling, "Emerson, have you found Noe?"

"The doctors say Alanna might not make it. Please come back quickly!"

Hearing this, I sank to the ground, feeling utterly powerless. If only Noe had come back to the hospital with me, Alanna might have had a fighting chance. But Noe was so resolute in his decision to leave. Mustering all the strength I could, I shouted into the distance, "Noe! If you don't come to the hospital today, you'll regret it for the rest of your life!"

There was no reply from him, so all I could do was drive back to the hospital. In Alanna's hospital room, her face was pale, and she reached out her trembling hand, asking for me.

"Emerson...where's my brother?"

I quickly took her hand, my voice thick with emotion. "I'm sorry, Alanna. I couldn't bring your brother back..."

Alanna gave a faint smile, "It's not your fault, Emerson."

"It's my brother who didn't know what he had... You've been through so much."

At this, I couldn't hold back my tears any longer and held her, weeping. She gently patted me, her voice weakening.

"I've left something for you on my phone, Emerson."

"If you decide to split up, I support you..."

As she finished speaking, Alanna took her last breath.

"Alanna!"

Remy broke down in tears, nearly fainting as the nurse, Ivanna, helped him away. Dr. Julien and Ivanna both came in to console me, offering their sympathies. I sat in the hospital room, overwhelmed with grief and despair.

Just yesterday, Alanna was talking about how nervous she was about the engagement party. We had even planned a family trip for the weekend. I couldn't accept that Alanna was gone.

It was only when Ivanna called me to get up after a long time that I forced myself to gather some energy. I had intended to call Noe to discuss Alanna's funeral arrangements. But then I saw a post Linda had made just half an hour earlier on Facebook. It was a photo of her and Noe, snuggled up together, enjoying the view, looking so close. In that moment, I felt utterly disillusioned with Noe.

I stared blankly as the nurse moved Alanna's body away, hoping she'd have a long, healthy life in the next. Then I sent Noe a message: "Let's get a divorce."

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After Nathan is forced into a ten-million-dollar gambling debt through his brother's puppet-like control, his life unravels. His wife divorces him, and his creditors eventually execute him at sea. Even in death, his family suffers horrific fates. However, Nathan unexpectedly wakes up on the very day his downfall began. Now back in the past, he must use this second chance to thwart his brother's ruthlessness and protect his family from their original tragic end.

Action Modern Mystery

8.7

Falling For My Mysterious Wife

8.7

For two years, Elaina Gainsford only saw her husband, Jalen Halton, on television, prompting her to finally end their marriage. Yet, immediately after their divorce, Jalen begins constantly crossing her path, seeking her help for his girlfriend before boldly trying to win her heart. Confident he has uncovered all her hidden identities—from world-class doctor and elite hacker to renowned painter and fashion mogul—he has no idea of her ultimate secret. Elaina is his overlooked ex-wife.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.2

His Contract Bride, The Real Heiress

9.2

I stepped from the taxi onto Manhattan's pristine curb, a naive farm girl from Montana. My mission: marry billionaire Julian Sterling for a contract. But my welcome was a trap; that night, I found myself in his bed, a drugged, vulnerable man clinging to me. The Sterling penthouse became a gauntlet. Julian's mother and stepsister relentlessly tried to undermine my "charity case" facade, insulting, sabotaging, and humiliating me, making my true mission perilous. Victoria tossed money into my breakfast. Stella set impossible tasks. Julian's friend, Vanessa, bribed me to leave and shamed me at a gala. Julian, cold and suspicious, demanded I "play the fool." Each cruel prank fueled a quiet fury. It was infuriating to be dismissed, knowing secrets I held. Julian's unexpected vulnerability and my grandfather's mysterious will sparked deeper questions. But I fought back. I shredded Vanessa's bribe, tamed a pop star, and outwitted Stella's sabotage, proving competence. Julian's disdain shifted to respect. This was now a battle for my inheritance, identity, and hidden truths.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.1

His Poisoned Love, My Shattered Heart

9.1

For three years, I flew across the Atlantic for my fiancé, Dale. He was a brilliant tech CEO who swore he'd travel to the ends of the earth for me, saving a thousand airline tickets as "proof of his love." But when I arrived a day early to surprise him, I overheard him confessing to our friends. "Our relationship is exhausting me, and my love for her is draining away." His words were just the beginning. I soon discovered his affair with a young intern, Jetta. When she drugged me, sending me into anaphylactic shock, Dale' s only punishment for her was docking half a day's pay. He then took Jetta on a lavish vacation while I recovered alone in a hospital bed, his excuse being that I had "provoked" her. The man who once showered me with diamonds and promises now defended my attacker. His love, once my bedrock, had become a poison. As I stood at the airport gate, I sent him one last email with proof of everything. Then, I snapped my SIM card in half and boarded a flight to Iceland, disappearing from his life for good.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.0

I Reject Him, I Embrace Rebirth

8.0

Granted a miraculous second chance at life, Sarah wakes up on the very day her unfaithful ex-lover, Owen, intends to propose. Armed with future knowledge and resolved to prevent the tragic loss of her father and their massive family fortune, she boldly rejects his proposal. Instead, she agrees to an arranged marriage with Alex, a charismatic playboy she previously ignored. However, rewriting her destiny forces her to confront vengeful old adversaries and navigate unexpected romantic feelings.

Billionaire Fantasy Modern Romance

7.8

Not For Sale: The Debt Is Paid

7.8

Seven years. That was the price tag attached to my father's life. When my father gambled away money he didn't have, Michael Vance paid the debt. He bought my father's safety, and in return, he bought me. I was nineteen then. A peasant girl he polished up to look like a mob wife. I was reapplying my lipstick in the vanity mirror of his armored SUV when I found a diamond choker tucked behind the sunshade. It was a million-dollar piece of jewelry that wasn't mine, engraved with a date that wasn't my birthday. That night at the gala, Michael threw his mistress's heavy fur coat at me. "Hold this, Sarah. Jessica gets hot easily." I stood there like a servant, buried under the scent of another woman’s perfume, watching my fiancé hold her on the dance floor with a tenderness he never showed me. When I stumbled from hunger, he called me a liability to his image. But when Jessica faked a crisis, he abandoned me at the venue to rush her home. I walked to the nearest trash can and shoved the expensive fur down past the half-eaten caviar. As the sugar from a cheap candy bar hit my bloodstream, the fog lifted. I realized I wasn't a wife-in-training. I was a debt that had been paid in full. I left the penthouse, the ring, and the life. But Michael wouldn't let his property go. He cornered me in a parking garage, screaming that I belonged to him, threatening to start a war. He didn't expect me to be standing next to David Chen, the Underboss of the rival Triad faction. And he certainly didn't expect me to take off my Louboutin stiletto and use it as a weapon. "I don't love you, Michael," I said, looking him in the eye as he knelt on the concrete. "And I'm not for sale anymore."

Mafia Modern Romance

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