Alegoria
Luna, seorang anak haram yang diangkat menjadi anak Presiden di Negeri Alegra. Setiap hari ia harus menjalani kepahitan hidup di tengah-tengah keluarga Presiden yang sangat diskriminatif. Namun pada suatu hari, bagai sebuah keajaiban, datanglah seorang pria misterius bernama Gavin Marshall padanya. Lelaki itu membawa misi rahasia dan mengajak Luna untuk bekerjasama dengannya merencanakan "Sesuatu Yang Sangat Rahasia". Hidup Luna pun berubah, jungkir balik seratus delapan puluh derajat dari sebelumnya. Lantas, siapakah Gavin Marshall? Apakah rencana yang telah direncanakannya? Dan mampukah Luna memecahkan misteri demi misteri di Negeri Alegra?
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When the Painting Tells the Story
rotteroos
René Huang is a French-Chinese Painter who lives in France. He lives alone there when his parents are living in China.
He is famous, rich, and handsome. Everything in his life was perfect until finally, unexpected events started happening in his life. He painted some paintings in his sleep, and there was a secret behind them.
He wanted to find out the secret, and when he became a guest lecturer in an art university, he met a student who was related to the paintings.
Their relationship was not good at first, but when they were investigating the paintings together, the romance started blooming.
Note:
This novel is inspired by my fanfiction that was posted on another platform. The idea and the story are mines. No plagiarism.
Cover by MichelleLeeee
Hati yang lemah
Lieka Syam Sa'at
Bagaimana jadinya jika seorang gadis mendapati kisah cintanya mirip dengan cerita fanfiction yang disukainya?
Akankah kisahnya benar-benar berakhir bahagia seperti cerita yang dibacanya, ataukah malah memiliki akhir yg berbeda?
Seven Days to Forget
I suffer from a hereditary form of amnesia.
By the time I found out, I had only seven days left.
On the first day, I found my boyfriend had fallen for my younger twin sister. With a bitter smile, I suggested we break up.
On the second day, my most treasured Lego set was smashed by my sister. Everyone laughed at me, saying I was disgraceful, unworthy of being a daughter of the Fleming family.
On the fourth day, I forgot that my sister was allergic to mangoes. She ended up in the hospital, and my parents glared at me with resentment. Even my ex-boyfriend accused me of being heartless.
On the seventh day, I woke up in a hospital bed to see my father walking in with a stern expression. He demanded that I quit my job and devote myself entirely to taking care of the family, as nothing more than a housekeeper.
But I only looked at them in confusion and asked softly, “Who are you?”
When they realized I had truly lost my memory, they lost their minds.