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Jenna Goldwine, a 19 year old girl who works as witch hunter with her clan "Glaze". They prevent the rise of witches which started to create a lot of disturbances. In the midst of her hunting mission, Jenna meets two mysterious siblings who hold many secrets. A misunderstanding puts Jenna at a risk of being burned by her own clan. Will she survives from the chaos?

Sebagai orangtua tunggal dari seorang anak laki-laki berusia empat tahun, Disti ditantang untuk melawan kerasnya kehidupan. Namun, ketidakberuntungan memaksa Disti untuk menyerah. Disti pun terpaksa menikah dengan kakak mendiang suaminya, Yasa, yang telah beristri untuk menutupi aib! Lantas, sanggupkah Disti bertahan kala kehidupan pernikahan poligami yang tidak direncanakan akhirnya mengombang-ambingkan perasaan ketiganya? Bagaimana juga perasaan istri Yasa?

Who exactly is THE BLOODHOUNDS? Billionaires who are experts in the security and weapon field along with property. Involved with the mafia, sometimes they kill people if necessary. Control lots of organizations, helping them sometimes. They get involved with the mafia but on their good side. Let me introduce you to the third member of the group. ARES YOUNG, THE MALICE. Let me introduce you to the fourth member of the group. MASON CALLAND, THE DARK KNIGHT.

"Why is a young girl like you destroying her kidneys and liver?", I heard that deep husky voice behind my ear and I froze on the seat. He was forbiddenly inches away from me and his breath was against the back of my neck. Who was he? Whoever he was. He had the guts and I wasn’t ready to tolerate nonsense. "You....." , My mouth fall open the moment I turned to look at the atranger who was behind my back. As unbelievable as it was, he was fucking hot. Just a glimpse of his dirty blonde spiky hair , a nice chiseled jawline , pink lips and eyes that had a mixture of dark blue and light grey made my mouth fall more open. Honestly l had never seen such eyes. l felt mesmerized , they were damn beautiful. He didn't look young , he was something like 45 to 50 but good lord he was so hot. Realizing that I was checking him out, a smirk appeared on his face. "Is there something a young beautiful girl like you, wants to forget so badly?." He whispered and I shuttered as I leaned back into his chest. Yes It was there. I want to let go of my past. But I didn't reply him. "I can let you......", "Go on, make me forget him" , l cut him off short in mid sentence. I didn't know what was wrong with me. Yes I was drunk. But just one night with a stranger.... in fact an experienced old man. It is not wrong. Is it?!