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Rose or Park Chae Young was heart broken. It happened, her boyfriend left her for her best friend. Rose would not show her broken heart. she had to look after her family including her sick father, her younger brother who was still in school. After finishing college, Rose became an architect at Kim's Family Property Company ... where she met this Lee Min Hong, who was an important business partner of the Kims. They had to be closed together according to work and other situations. Their attraction grew. But can Rose really fall in love again? Rose Scented Dream is a love story. Nonetheless, it has dramas such as marriages, family, etc.. Rose is the one who dream for a beautiful family life and a romantic love. And Lee Min Hong who had damage married life before..... As well as other characters.... ......... "Rose..I want to tell you something. I will tell it only once because the thing I'm going to confess you might make us like more strangers than ever. However, I still want to tell. " Rose was looking at him straight now. She thought at that moment there were only two of them in here. But what is he saying about. They were standing in front of the café. It was lucky that there not many people there at the time. Max took her hand and said gently... ."I love you, Rose!".. *************************************

Claudia Araneta is the flawlessly composed CEO of Lueur Empire, the country’s most prestigious luxury fragrance brand. Every bottle with her name on it promises elegance and desire. But behind her perfect image lies a secret: she was born without a sense of smell. In an industry built entirely on scent, Claudia has spent years compensating with sharp business instincts, exquisite branding, and an iron grip on her public persona. No one suspects the truth. No one gets close enough to see the cracks. That is, until she’s forced into a fake marriage with Raphael, an infuriatingly perceptive man who sees right through her act. As their arrangement blurs the line between pretense and something dangerously real, Claudia finds herself confronting the one thing she’s never been able to control. Because love, like scent, can’t truly be captured—or denied.

I never saw his face. I only breathed him in. He passed me once—on a crowded platform, just long enough for the scent of his cologne to reach me. It wasn’t just a smell. It was a memory I’d never lived, a heartbeat I’d never heard. And in that one breath, I fell. Now I chase a ghost made of fragrance and fantasy. Friends call it obsession. I call it fate. He doesn’t know I exist. But I’m about to change that. A story about the chemistry we can’t explain, the strangers who leave a mark, and the magic of falling for someone who may not even be real.

Lee painfully haunted the house after her mother was dying, who had only sustained her needs, while she studied in college. Her eyes were unintentionally crying if she could wear her favourite t-shirt. Ken, her handsome brother, had promised to support her study which made him pleased to continue working in the company, though it would be hard to work at night shift. One month before her graduation, her brother had passed away in the workplace. Her heart wouldn’t accept such an occurrence, nobody loved and supported her financially and emotionally except him. After Ken’s burial, Lee lost her inspiration continuing her study, she always looked at the star when her life must be identical to it. In spite of her trial, Jeshy, her finest friend who had acted as her family; then, she also paid Lee’s tuition fee and new house. Indeed, she always monitored her confidant which would make Marc get jealous of her because he desired his sweetheart to relieve his stress from work. One night, Marc secretly monitored his sweetheart at Lee’s house. He eventually saw the situation of Lee which led to love her, though Lee was strictly displaying her face to him. With his honesty, he dreamt to reveal his secret love to his girlfriend. However, he won’t her to cry, perceiving that Jeshy undyingly gave his love for him. When he trolled to the door taking his night off; he saw Lee’s mouth who had eaten an apple. His mind presumed that Lee would smile and accept his secret love for him. He aptly walked the street; unexpectedly, he met Kevin, a seller of apples which had opened his secret wallet. That time, Jeshy beheld the seller who had presently stayed in her heart, but she taught her mind to forget him, because of his profession. Her eyes were curiously glancing at Marc who had bought the apple, which helped to in love him more instead of loving the seller. Lee waited for her friend to the balcony; she unexpectedly scented the apple which had removed her pain and heartache. Then, the whispered voice called her name,” Lee, Lee, Lee, do you like to eat this apple?” Smiling face,” sure Marc, thanks for this apple,” her saccharine voice had imbibed to the pleasant guy. Marc desired to talk with the beautiful girl, however his mind always lent the footstep which would be similar to her boyfriend. Will they both fall in love with each other? What if, Jeshy will know it. Will Jeshy ask for the payback that she had helped for her?

Fern Blossom is a 19 year college student living at home with her manipulating mother. She loves writing and reading novels but can't because she has three high demanding jobs that can barely feed two people and pay her mothers bills at the same time but something happens at one of her jobs and her displeased mother gave her one week to find another job but at the same time has a camping trip to Casper's wood's with her friend group. She decides it would be an exciting experience to go to Casper's Wood and perhaps get a break from everything. But a few days before she left for Casper's woods she had got several warnings from strangers in dreams to not go but like any other person she ignored them and thought of them as her self conscious worried about her mother's well-being. The day we go is the night of a beautiful full moon when we are just getting started in our week-long journey in Casper's woods. Once everyone fell asleep Fern had an idea of laying by a waterfall looking up to the opening of the tree watching where the gorgeous moon livened up the sky. Little did she know many beats from untold stories watched her that night and didn't stop watching her...

Keith Monroe is a single dad who has just graduated college and is moving into his grandparents home. Soft, caring and kind. Everything you really need in a man. He has his life ahead of him filled with dreams, only not everything you wish comes true. On one unfortunate day, he accidentally reads out what he thought was a poem while tiding out his grandparents attic. Suddenly his little prefect life crumbles to dirt underneath his feet, secrets come out, danger lurks around the corner, waiting for the moment their guard is down to pounce and hunt them down. Anthony Swanson, the handsome most wanted male out there. Except no one is prefect. That most desired man is the roughest Alpha you can see as well as a drug dealer, not so desired anymore, now is he? One day he is informed of an unknown scent near the borders, as any normal Alpha, he went to check it out only to find a very sweet scented male with a small child instead of a rogue he expected. Past catchs up eventually. It can never say hidden too long. He has the duty to convince his mate to stay while trying to keep him out of danger. The question is, a single father and a drug dealer, will they work?

"Beware, oh Light. For when your Herald falls, so begin the drums of war." World eating beasts, gods that are supposed to be gone, an evil sect of the powerful elite planning from the shadows, A dead Herald of light and Heralds that cannot sing anymore. Wierd new Krystals that are killing people. Yup, The Empire is a drum of fuel soaked shtak waiting for one little match, and I just might be it. My name is Aletta Cologne, and yesterday if I was asked to introduce myself I would've said; bounty hunter by day, bounty hunter by night. Antiquities dealer every weekend, Scholastic Historian when I've got the time. The only thing cool about my life is the fact that I am best friends with a Herald. Heralds are the glue that holds The Iragan Empire together. Ordained by the Great Mother herself to sing her prophecies and make life so much easier for the rest of us. That all changes when my mother; THE Herald of Light, is murdered, and the heralds begin to lose their mana, fulfilling a three-thousand-year-old prophecy. The Nazgul are world eating creatures of the dark that have been locked out of this dimension for thousands of years. They have never stopped searching for a point of entry. Without the Herald of light, we are the weakest there is. If we do not find my mother's killer, then her soul cannot anoint the new Herald. Without the Herald of Light to keep the Velos gate closed the Nazgul will come through and consume our existence. Oh, and there is a shadowy sect of the Elite plotting to rip power from the heralds. I shouldn't have gotten out of bed this morning.

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Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!