Anne Shirley Cuthbert

Special Agent Shirley, along with her partner Ackermann had been following this psychotic serial killer who called himself “ANGEL OF DEATH” for the crimes that he had continually committed over a period of about eight years. The two were the best in the entire police force, yet the so called angel of death outsmarted them like it was nothing. And they didn’t know how he did it, because he left no clues and he never made mistakes. After years of clueless investigations, they finally got their hands a video footage that showed him fleeing a crime scene. The video that was supposed to be the answer to all their unanswered questions, was rather a door that let in a million more.

Anne Putri Atmaja, putri tunggal seorang konglomerat yang tertimpa nasib buruk sejak meninggalnya kedua orang tuanya. Keduanya meninggal dunia dalam sebuah kecelakaan mobil saat perjalanan dari Jakarta ke Bogor. Kecelakaan itu pula telah membuat Anne harus kehilangan pendengarannya, yang membuat dirinya harus memakai alat bantu dengar. Tapi di sisi lain, Anne merasa beruntung ketika menyadari bahwa sang mama yang telah meninggal, jauh hari sebelumnya telah menyiapkan jodoh dan keluarga baik untuk masa depannya kelak. Rintangan apa saja yang harus Anne dan Hanzel lalui untuk bisa bersatu? Silahkan simak di dalam novel ini

I stood at his foot, looking him over. The way he kept up his arms, made the muscles of his arms bulge, leaving those on his abdomen flexed. He looked like a model posing for a casual photo. Just then, a disturbing thought entered my head as I stared at his body. I closed my eyes and shook my head to expunge the illicit thought that crept into it but the thought became vivid behind the darkness. I flipped them open and stared at him again. Then throwing caution and the thought of the dreadful future out the window, I crouched on all fours and crawled on both sides of him till I was face to face with his chest. Slowly, I laid my body on top of his, placed my palms on his chest, and rested my jaws on it. The body contact sent warmth and something sweet up and down my body, going to rest on its usual place below my waist. He still had his eyes closed but I knew he was awake because his face slowly lit up in a beautiful smile, then ever so leisurely, his arms slid down and wrapped around my waist.

Anne believed her toughest battles were juggling school, family, and her secret martial arts training. But when her family’s shadowy past begins to surface, she’s thrust into a perilous world where every step brings new dangers. Determined to uncover the truth about her identity, Anne embarks on a journey fraught with difficult choices. As the line between ally and enemy fades, she must decide who to trust—and how much she’s willing to sacrifice to safeguard the ones she loves.

Anne, seorang gadis cerdas berusia 18 tahun. Seorang putri dari kerajaan Arambella. Anne adalah anak pertama dari sang penguasa Arambella. Semenjak kematian ibunya, Anne terasingkan. Itu semua karena ulah permeisuri baru, yang merupakan istri dari Ayahnya. Permeisuri begitu ketakutan disaat reputasi Princess Anne yang hebat di mata rakyat Arambella. Sedangkan reputasi putranya sangat buruk di rakyat Arambella, bahkan rakyat meminta Raja untuk membuat Princess Anne menjadi penerus kerjaan Arambella. Karena hal itu, permeisuri merencanakan kejahatan yang luas biasa dengan memfitnah Princess Anne dan membuat hidup Anne merubah drastis. Reputasinya terancam oleh perangkap mematikan permeisuri terhadap saudara tirinya, Putra Mahkota Albert. Princess Anne dituduh meracuni putra mahkota. Anne menghadapi eksekusi. Tapi saat dirinya sudah siap menghadapi hukuman kematiannya. Anne menyadari bahwa dia telah kembali ke masa lalu, satu tahun sebelum kematian tragisnya itu terjadi. Princess Anne memulai perjalanan untuk mencapai misi balas dendamnya. Paman dari pihak ibunya mengatakan. Ada 1 orang yang akan membuatnya bisa mencapai tujuannya yaitu Duke Sinclair. "Dia adalah pria misterius. Panglima Jenderal perang yang sangat di hormati dan ditakuti. Dia tidak pernah tertarik dengan wanita, pria itu hanya tertarik dengan darah kemenangan saja." Anne menyadari hanya pria itu yang bisa membuka jalannya untuk membalaskan dendam dari semua rasa sakit yang dirinya alami. "Aku akan mengoda pria itu dan membuatnya jatuh cinta kepadaku. Aku akan merayu pria itu dengan kepintaran dan tubuhku ini. Aku akan melakukan apapun untuk mencapai tujuanku, Paman!" "Apa tujuan mu, Anne?" "Menjadi Ratu dari kerajaan Arambella!!"

"Shirley, I love you" they were the words of Ivan a rich boy from school. How can he love a simple girl like me. There are so many pretty and sexy girls from school like Kelly my best friend. She has all the qualities of being his girl. I am happy about this and I decide to tell Kelly the good news I also want her to give me advice about love affairs. will kelly be happy for me? what will be the end of my Love life with Ivan?

I have been dead for seven years. For seven years, a rare plague had ravaged the Silver Moon Kingdom. The new Luna, Lilith, wasn't immune either. She coughed up blood daily, her old wounds weeping anew with every full moon. Even in death, to the wolf packs, I was still the jinx. The false Luna who had beguiled the Alpha King. The cursed one destined to bring ruin to the kingdom. The entire kingdom begged Alpha King Kaelan to banish my vengeful spirit. My former mate was in the royal palace, softly consoling his current Luna, my sister. "Lilith, don't be afraid. If she insists on tormenting you with her curse even after death, then I will tear her inner wolf to shreds. You'll never be threatened by her again." But when they set foot in the Rogue Lands where I had been exiled, they found no wandering spirit of mine. Before them knelt the corpses of dozens of she-wolves, arranged neatly before my crude grave. They had all been exiled as "sinners", yet now, in death, they offered their final act of devotion. There was no trace of any spirit. There was only a small girl, about six years old, sitting beside the tombstone and clutching a photograph of me from when I was alive. Her ice-blue eyes were a perfect reflection of Kaelan's. "You're too late," she said. "Her inner wolf returned to the Moon Goddess long ago." "I've only been waiting here to get justice for my mother."

On the night of our mating ceremony, my Alpha, Damian, and I were ambushed by a rival pack. When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the past, before we had marked each other. In my previous life, we were true mates, chosen by the moon goddess, and had been together for seven years. I sacrificed everything to help him become the most powerful Alpha, yet he refused to even give me a pup. Only later did I learn that Damian's heart had always belonged to another—Aria, a she-wolf from a powerful bloodline. Reborn, I decided to let him chase his ambition. I severed our mate bond with my own hands and chose a completely different path. Seven years later, he became the most powerful Alpha in the alliance. At the annual summit, he and his beloved Aria announced their mating. When he saw me standing alone, he sneered. "Selene, I know you're still in love with me. You've loved me across two lifetimes. I'm the most exceptional Alpha you'll ever know." "But you need to stop destroying yourself over me." I ignored him, pulling my son into my arms. Damian's eyes flared crimson, his wolf's control slipping. "You told me you would only ever bear my pups!"

During a battle with a rival pack, my Alpha mate, Damien, burst into my private healing sanctuary. He was carrying Lyra, a Beta warrior who had supposedly taken a poisoned blade for him. The next day, under the watchful eye of the Moon Goddess, Damien was forced by the pack elders to apologize. He explained that bringing an outsider into my sanctuary was a desperate act in a moment of crisis. After all, Lyra had saved his life. But that night, in the bed we once shared, Lyra stabbed herself with a dagger laced with wolfsbane and framed me for the attack. He chose to believe her. The rejection ceremony ripped my wolf from my soul. I was cast out—a powerless exile, left for dead in a storm, to be torn to shreds by rogues. But what Damien never knew was that the ancient curse afflicting him could only be healed by me. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the beginning: the moment Damien carried that woman in, demanding I save her.

Without Kaelen's knowledge, I had his little plaything sent out of North America. That same night, he cast a blood-vine curse on my parents, banishing them to the wilds—a wasteland prowled by rogues. He was going to trade my parents' lives for the whereabouts of his plaything. Kaelen pushed a communication crystal in front of me. Inside it, my parents were ensnared by blood-red vines, the thorns digging deep into their flesh. Drops of dark crimson blood fell, one by one, onto the barren earth. A countdown timer pulsed in stark red digits on their chests. 23:59:59 23:59:58 He sat across from me, a black suit tailored to perfection molded to his lean, powerful frame. His long fingers tapped a light, steady rhythm on the solid wood table, as if he were waiting for a trivial business deal to close. "Estelle, you have twenty-four hours." His voice was low and calm, laced with a venomous tenderness. "Tell me, where did you send Cassandra?"