Intelligent

"Will you stay with me forever?" "Yes, I will, I promise. I will accompany you to see all the scenery in this world, I will accompany you to defeat all your enemies, and I will watch you save this miserable world."

Di dunia yang retak oleh sihir dan sejarah yang dibungkam sekian lama, akhirnya kemabli memberontak. Aku, Caesar Atala Raharja, adalah satu dari sedikit remaja yang masih percaya, kalau sekolah sihir itu hanya bergulat pada mantra, atau nilai ujian semata. Tapi ternyata aku salah. Suara asing itu tiba-tiba memanggil nama ku dengan sangat lirih. Suara yang ternyata datang dari dalam darahku sendiri. Dan sejak saat itu, aku terseret kedalam pusaran rahasia tua. Sebuah garis keturunan kono, yang menyebabkan perang antara cahaya dan kegelapan. Artefak legendaris yang telah tertidur selama ratusan tahun, sebuah pedang naga hitam yang sering disebut Valzaryon, kini menyatu didalam nadi ku. Yang katanya, darah ku adalah darah yang tepat, yang membuat ia bangkit dari tidur panjangnya. "Darah mu adalah kunci yang dicari oleh para pengkhianat sihir," "Dia menginginkan mu. Para penjaga terkutuk itu, bahkan arwah yang belum selesai. Semua mengingunkan mu." Sebuah bisikan yang masih aku cari kebenarannya. Sebuah bisikan yang selalu menggema dikepala.

Bagaimana jika seorang pembunuh bayaran legendaris, memiliki kemampuan prophet terkuat yang dijuluki pembunuh surgawi, tubuhnya ditukar secara paksa ke dalam tubuh pria muda, lemah, penyakitan, dan selalu muntah darah setiap saat? Heinz menyembunyikan identitas sebagai pembunuh surgawi, dia memulai menjadi pembunuh bayaran dari awal masuk Akademi, berjuang menjadi prophet tingkat tertinggi untuk mendapatkan kembali tubuh aslinya, mencari identitas musuh yang berkaitan dengan kekuatan kuno tersembunyi. Bertemu teman baru di akademi membuat dengan berbagai kejadian, Heinz mulai mempertanyakan apakah keputusannya menjadi pembunuh bayaran itu benar? Dibalik semuanya, musuh yang kini memakai tubuhnya adalah prophet terkuat yang mengawasi semua gerak-geriknya dengan tujuan besar yang tidak diketahui dan terhubung dengan orang yang mendukung di belakangnya yang menggunakan kekuatan kuno. Ketika batas antara baik dan jahat mulai kabur, apakah Heinz bisa merebut kembali tubuhnya?

Gemma is invited to an interview that could change her life for the better, but finds herself locked in an apartment and forced to work for a werewolf pack. When the pack is attacked she hopes that it would bring her freedom, but the commander of the army simply locks her back in the same apartment. She decides to take matters into her own hands and manages to get away from pack lands, but the wolves follow her. With some help from her unlikely friends, will she be able to escape completely?

I'm staring at this man who looks exactly like my husband, overwhelmed by fear, as I received a message that read, "He's not your husband!"What's even more bizarre is that the name displayed as the sender of the text on my phone is "My Dear Husband"!Who on earth should I believe?

I was scrolling through reddit when I came across a post seeking advice. The poster said he had HIV but was hiding it from his fiancée. The post had tens of thousands of likes. Intrigued, I clicked to read more. As I went through the details, I realized—why did his description of the fiancée sound so much like me?

My name is Simone Fitzgibbon, a 5-foot 5 woman, with auburn hair and deep hazel eyes. I am also well-known super model Leona Simmons. How is this possible? My father works in prosthetics. He designed a special bodysuit from my waist to my heels. Once I step into it; I have a flawless figure, making me stand at 5-foot 12. It’s also easy to hide my identity once I take it off. Growing up; I attended an elite high school where there were rich, privileged wankers all over the place. Even though I wasn’t rich nor privileged. The biggest wanker of them all was Richard Peterson. He made my life a living hell with his privileged attitude. I was on the receiving end of a lot of his taunts for the last two years of high school. My only problem now; I am to marry his older half-brother Emmett in two days. Our union was sealed when I was 5 by my mother Celeste and his mother Victoria. They were best friends and fellow journalists. That’s before Mum and her died in a car accident when Emmett was 12 and I was 9. Since then, Emmett and Richard’s father Paul; sent Emmett overseas. We haven’t seen each other since.

What happens when Gareth Livecrest becomes compatible with the friendly ghost? Everything becomes different. He has to listen now, more than ever.

Someone posted a love confession to me on the college's confession wall. But then my roommate's boyfriend left a comment claiming I had slept with every guy on campus. I was furious and ready to call the police. My roommate begged me to forgive her boyfriend, promising she'd make him apologize publicly on the confession wall. But before that apology ever came, an adult video started circulating in the student group chats. Everyone was saying I was the girl in the video. The college summoned me for a meeting and suggested I take a leave of absence. When I went home, my parents refused to acknowledge me as their daughter. I lost everything. Depression consumed me, and with the endless rumors, I finally gave in to despair and ended my life. When I opened my eyes again, it was the day my name first appeared on the confession wall.

Après le divorce, Raphaël Moreau a terriblement regretté. Comment se faisait-il que son ex-épouse, autrefois si terne et ennuyeuse, soit soudainement devenue si prospère et populaire ? Les jeunes héritiers la considèrent comme la petite patronne. Les héros du cinéma sont ses fans et les magnats de la finance l'appellent en disant « Chère Madame Petit »...« Jade Petit, combien de « masques » as-tu exactement ? Je vais tous les déchirer ! »…Jeune maître des Moreau : « Mon ex-épouse est si fragile, vous ne devez pas l'intimider. » Les autres : « Une fille magique qui peut te faire tourner la tête sans dire un mot, qui oserait l'intimider ? »…Jeune maître des Moreau : « Mon ex-épouse est une femme respectable, ne la draguez pas. » Les autres : « Désolé, nous n'avons jamais vu une femme respectable avec autant de char…me ! »Raphaël Moreau : « Viens, chérie, je vais te présenter à un grand patron. » Le grand patron : « Non, je devrais dire un « mon dieu » à votre femme. Madame, permettez-moi de vous saluer respectueusement ! »…Depuis lors, Raphaël Moreau a été un PDG autoritaire le jour qui pleure la nuit, s’embarquant sur un long chemin menant à la reconquête de sa femme.