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Elyana, anak seorang pembantu rumah telah didera oleh Datin Sakinah, anak perempuannya yang gedik, Aishah Ilya dan anak lelakinya yang sombong, Idham Fauzi. Hanya Dato Munir yang menyayangi Elyana seperti anak kandungnya sendiri. Satu hari, di majlis perkahwinan Idham, tunangnya Raziah tidak sampai-sampai ke dewan majlis, dan Elyana dipaksa berkahwin dengan Idham sebagai pengganti Raziah demi menjaga air muka keluarga mereka. Selepas kahwin, Elyana tidak dilayani seperti seorang isteri dan Idham berfoya-foya dengannya dan Raziah berjanji dengan bekas tunangnya itu akan merampas dia kembali daripada Elyana. Raziah dan Idham ditangkap khalwat dan mereka berdua disahkan berkahwin. Elyana rela dimadukan namun dia sering didera oleh Raziah. Satu hari, Raziah telah merancang untuk membunuh Elyana dengan membakarnya di dalam rumah hidup-hidup. Namun sebenarnya Elyana berjaya melarikan diri dari ruah namun wajahnya sudah terbakar dan sudah tidak memiliki wajahnya yang dulu. Dia dijumpai oleh Datin Hasliza, pemilik syarikat fesyen dan janda yang kaya itu menanggung perbelanjaan pembedahan plastik yang perlu dibuat oleh Elyana. Elyana mendapat wajah lain dan baharu dan dijadikan anak angkat oleh Datin Hasliza. Setelah mengetahui akan kisah silamnya, Datin Hasliza merancang untuk menolong Elyana membalas dendam terhadap keluarga Dato Munir. Adakah misi Elyana akan berjaya? Highest peak : #25 in Romance (6/6/2017) Status : Ongoing

Natasha thought her life couldn't get any worse, but then a beautiful, smirking, bundle of dirty jokes walks in and turns her world upside down. But with mysterious murders happening around town, is she really safe? Highest Rank: #15 in Mystery/Thriller [30/04/16] ***Under major editing*** Book cover by @jakepatt Copyright 2019 @TheMatchMakerMandM

Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.

"Give me ten days, and I can give you ten reasons not to die." Evan paused. "And if I can't change your mind by then, you can go jump off that cliff."

Despite the illusion Sapphire Dubois presents to the rest of the world, she is not just your stereotypical 22-year old Beverly Hills heiress; she hunts serial killers. While her fellow heirs spend their nights with trending celebs and drugs at the hottest club, Sapphire secretly spends hers luring, capturing, and anonymously handing over So-Cal's most wanted killers to the police - just your average Tuesday night. What Sapphire doesn't know is that one of her adversaries is watching her every move, aware of both her true identity and her unconventional hobby. Needless to say, he doesn't approve. Used to being the one who redefines the definition of predator and prey, Sapphire's world abruptly shatters when a gruesome 'gift' arrives for her at the Beverly Hills Country Club. With her involuntary crush, handsome Detective Aston Ridder, close on her tail, Sapphire now has to rethink her routine strategy and figure out how to capture a killer who already knows she's coming.

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.