Al Quran Pink

Identitas Xiao Yan berasal dari klan Misterius yang telah hancur. Dia dibesarkan oleh Shi Hua Ling yang merupakan guru, sekaligus orang yang paling ia sayangi. Namun, disuatu hari ia menjalankan misi kecil. Setelah kembali ke sekte, ia mendapati peristiwa buruk. Sektenya hancur, dan gurunya menghilang. Karena kejadian ini, Xiao Yan mencoba mencari siapa dalang dibalik semua kejadian ini. Pada dasarnya, Xiao Yan merupakan jenius tak tertandingi pada segenerasinya. Akankah Xiao Yan mampu menjadi lebih kuat, serta membalaskan dendam kehancuran sekte, beserta mencari keberadaan gurunya yang hilang?

This is the adventure of a boy who has never set foot off the mountains where he and his mother have lived for the past ten years. Accompany Dorin, a young mage brought up alone in their mountain home. He has always been an obedient son until his mom flatly refused to let him travel to a place called 'University' to attend a so-called 'Photography Camp' he read from a flyer in one of her books. Now, filled with the thrill of adventure (and the knowledge that his mom would probably skin him alive), he embarks on a journey towards unknown lands to learn the magic of 'Photography' and all the hidden wonders in 'University' where he would find people, objects and events that would go beyond his wildest imagination. Especially since there are good reasons why her mother is trying desperately to hide him from the world.

Happy-go-lucky Joshua Safiro is a gullible omega who had lived with his overprotective mom for 18 years. Now that she has decided to get married, he is suddenly exposed to a world full of perverted alphas, scheming relatives, and fake friends. It gets even worst after he finds out that he is the sole heir to a billion dollar business conglomerate! He was lucky to have met the cinnamon smelling Atty. Del Mirasol who seems to find his vanilla scent as irresistible as he is. SPG WARNING: R18 Reader discretion is advised. This is borderline YAOI and contains graphic sexual scenes. DO NOT READ if you find this content offensive. TRIGGER WARNING: self-degradation, assault, molestation.

After four years of marriage, James Lawson, who had never posted anything on social media, unexpectedly updated his status: "What an adorable little foodie!" The attached photo showed a young woman wearing pink cat ears, eating at a Korean BBQ restaurant. Her cheeks were flushed red from the spicy food as she stuck out her tongue. It was Sophie Jones, a new content creator at his company. Within a minute, our mutual friend commented: "Dude, you forgot to switch accounts!" Just like that, James's new post disappeared as quickly as it had appeared, only to show up moments later on Sophie's feed. Then James's name lit up my phone screen. In the past, I would have already taken screenshots and called him first to confront him. It would have inevitably ended in a heated argument. But this time, I calmly watched his call go to voicemail without answering.

Waking up hungover next to my arch-nemesis – the city's most notorious fuckboy? Worst. Morning. Ever. I handled the walk of shame with icy dignity, but fate had a bigger curveball: one month later, two pink lines. My baby. My rules. His involvement? Zero. My flawless plan hit a snag when morning sickness ambushed me in the office restroom. He walked in. His eyes locked onto my still-flat stomach, darkening with something dangerous. Before I could blink, he had me pinned against the cold tile wall. "Who's the father?" he growled. I met his glare with a frosty smirk. "Wouldn't you like to know? Definitely not you." Then it happened: a hot tear hit my neck. His voice cracked, raw and desperate. "Don't... don't leave me. Please." Me: ...Dude. Seriously? THIS IS YOURS!

I fall in love with my father's friend, an Alpha 20 years my senior. I'm only eight when I first meet him. It happens at a banquet for the upper echelons of the werewolf pack. My father brings me with him. Layson Romanov instantly catches my eye. He stands tall at six feet and two inches, and his toned figure shows through his black suit. He exudes a natural dominance. My father introduces me to him, and he caresses my hair with a smile. Then, he gives me a pink dress adorned with pearls and pink diamonds. "You'll look beautiful when you're old enough to wear this." Back then, I didn't understand what he meant. … Ten years later, I put on that dress and enter his room. He's drugged after falling into someone's trap, and his wolf is out of control. His usually calm eyes are filled with mania. I know that he'll go insane—even lose his life—if he doesn't have an antidote. So, I give him my pure, untainted body. I become his antidote. We later marry, and he loves me as my father would've done. However, when I'm four months pregnant, I discover that his personal secretary, Grace Parker, is also pregnant. "I'm sorry to have put you through this, Grace. Everyone knows I only married Charlotte out of duty. I'll make sure our child is my only heir," he says. It all makes sense now—no wonder Layson refused to mark me despite us being married. Grace is the one he loves. I'm heartbroken. I ingest a large amount of wolfsbane, leading to a miscarriage. I ultimately die of blood loss. Intense regret washes over me as I breathe my last breath. When I open my eyes again, I find that I've been reborn. I'm taken back to the day Layson is drugged…

Penelope’s wedding day should have been perfect—until she found her best friend in her fiance's bed. Running from the ruins of her future, she fell into one night with a stranger whose touch felt like safety. No names. No future. Just escape. Until two pink lines changed everything. Years later, Penelope returns with twins, a stronger heart, and no plans to fall in love again. But fate traps her in close quarters with a ruthless billionaire… who happens to be the man from that unforgettable night. He doesn’t know she’s the bride who disappeared. He doesn’t know the children are his. Old enemies want revenge. Old secrets refuse to stay buried. And the man who swore he would never love… kneels. The billionaire proposed. This time, Penelope isn’t just choosing love. She’s choosing her life.

Menikah selama 4 tahun, Juan yang selama ini tidak pernah update statusnya tiba-tiba upload sesuatu: “Benaran kucing kecil yang rakus” Fotonya adalah seorang perempuan yang memakai bando telinga kucing warna pink, yang pipinya merah dan menjulurkan lidah karena kepedasan makan hotpot. Orang itu adalah Dewi, host barunya. Nggak sampai 1 menit, teman kami ada yang komentar: “Bro, kamu lupa ganti akun!” Jadi, status terbarunya Juan sangat cepat sudah hilang, tetapi sangat cepat sudah muncul di halaman utama sosial media Dewi. Lalu Juan meneleponku. Kalau dulu, aku akan screenschoot terlebih dahulu dan duluan menelepon untuk menanyainya, setiap kali pasti harus berantam baru bisa selesai. Tapi kali ini, aku dengan penuh perhatian, ku tunggu sampai teleponnya mati pun nggak ku angkat.

Kisah ini menceritakan tentang gadis miskin yang cantik, dia hidup di dunia yang mana hanya orang berkuasa saja yang bisa menentukan takdir. Sistem perjodohan, keuangan, dan semuanya dapat dipilih melalui suatu portal, yang dapat melakukannya hanya lah orang dengan penghasilan lebih dari $ 1.000.000/hari, jadi bagi orang susah atau yang berkasta rendah hanya dapat menunggu giliran. Entah mereka akan dibantu oleh orang yang berkuasa, atau mereka akan mendapatkan takdir sisa. Tetapi, takdir baik berpihak pada gadis cantik ini, yaitu Ara. Ia memiliki takdir yang baik atas pilihan dari Kevin, sang CEO tampan, dan kaya raya. Kira-kira apakah motif utama Kevin melakukan hal ini? dan bagaimana kelanjutan kisahnya? Stay tuned di Takdir Pilihan CEO by Pink Rose.

Hillary unhooks her bra and lets it fall to my desk. I love the sight of it—of my secretary’s pretty purple bra on my desk, heavy breasts spilling out in front of me, her pink nipples taut and needy. Goodness gracious. She’s going to make me lose my mind. ********* I just got a new job working for my fiance’s older brother, Bentley Brown. Bentley’s reputation precedes him. He’s arrogant, rude, and full of pride—all because of his devastatingly good looks and the company he started at twelve that made him a billionaire by twenty-seven. But he is also hot, charming, intoxicating and he has this dangerous pull that can drag you straight to your ruin. I hate my new boss. He gets under my skin… and under my dress too. CONTENT WARNING: Contains & depicts strong degradation kink.