Arti Lagu Peak Of Love

Prince Jamal of Zedora is cursed with an ice-cold heart, unable to feel anything—joy, sorrow, love, or hate. That changes when he meets Sarafina Belaird. Sarafina, a maiden burdened by her cruel stepfamily, ends up in the palace after a chance encounter with the prince. Her fear deepens when she learns she is the Sheba, the one destined to break his curse. To make things worse, she begins to fall in love with him.

When her son is kidnapped by her ex, Karl, the leader of the most powerful rebel group Kylie is forced to seek help from her ex-mate, Arnold, the Alpha of the Greenwoods pack They worked together, but their long abandoned love for each other resurfaces. Would they acknowledge it? Or let it go down the drain

Eleanor Patrik, A young adult (23yrs), raised by the Mafia underboss, Nathan Holland (31) cannot help but fall for his gentle and loving side that makes her feel treasured. Indefatigably, she tries to get his attention romantically but is faced by the whiplash of society's “Wrong Love” concept since he is her guardian. Nathan is a famous playboy. Eleanor wants to stay by his side and gets jealous seeing Nathan with a woman that is not her. She ended up confessing to him. Things become awkward while the competition to become the Boss of the Mafia Organization turns nasty. Eleanor is frustrated with Nathan’s lack of response and acts carelessly only to face Nathan’s undiscovered emotions; ending in a relationship only for her heart to be broken by his indifference. She ends up becoming the enemy organization's target amidst all. Nathan loses it when betrayed by his own group; Eleanor ends up being kidnaped and Nathan wounded. When he finally finds her she is pregnant, shocking him. Will things return to how it was or will Eleanor realize Nathan’s true feelings. Will her teenage love bloom rightly or fade in this dangerous world of Mafia?

Victoria Larei Fraser went to jail for murdering her brother. At the age of 27, she was released on parole and Victoria wants nothing more than to move on and live her life in peace. However, the peace she wants is nowhere to be found as the London Don had been searching for her.

Albern Barnard, a man of British and Indonesian descent who became King of the Mafia in Italy, but under the guise of a businessman in Indonesia. Albern, who is called King AB by his men, is currently hunting an Indonesian man named Reno. He wants to avenge his sister's death because of Reno's betrayal. Albern killed Reno in front of his heavily pregnant wife. Reno's wife's name is Harnum. Albern's bloody tragedy against Reno in front of Harnum caused the woman to contract. Harnum asked Albern for help, but Albern ignored her. This caused Harnum to experience heavy bleeding, which ultimately resulted in her womb experiencing a stillbirth. Harnum really hated Albern for his actions, but Albern didn't let Harnum go, he instead locked Harnum in an old house in the forest. Every day he tortured Harnum.

What would happen if the Angel of death had to take the place of Cupid?For causing a minor accident that resulted in Cupid Cerry being injured, the Angel Sue must receive punishment to replace Cupid Cerry's duties. The Angel of death must find a partner for a sick girl whose life is not long.However, who would have thought that Angel Sue could fall in love with the poor girl and make him have to be punished to live on Earth for a hundred years.What happened to Angel Sue after that?

They grew up as siblings, but fell in love. Meg lived in an orphanage until she was adopted by James' mother. They were inseparable in childhood, but as they grew up James became cold and distant, suddenly marrying Angelina, a woman of the same social class as his. When William, a childhood friend, returns to London and proposes marriage to Meg, James is overcome with the fear of losing her. In the midst of this internal conflict, James must deal with his own feelings and decide whether he will suffocate this love or fight for it, even if it means confronting his own inner demons and facing social conventions and moral taboos.

"Don't wear a white colour dress and please don't let your hair open. I would appreciate it if you never use this pink shade lipstick" he said in a full serious yet husky tone that surely gives chillness to her spine. She never gets intimidated by anyone like this. Who the hell he is? She battled her eyes and looked to meet his brownies. She took the courage to ask him "why?" He smirked at her flustered face and bends to her height. She took steps back and hits the wall behind. "Because. I can't stop myself from kissing you" he said while the train just went away along with Clara who stood there paralyzed hearing Alex's words. Did he just propose to her? ###### Clara looked at the frame which they clicked before. A lone tear escaped her eyes. Will she be able to forget everything and move on?  Alex regretted the moment he fell for that girl. He doesn't want to remember anything related to her. But is it even easy?  Both looked at the stars and wished to forget everything, 

Sparks fly, secrets are revealed, and perilous adventures begin when Chloe helps Tristan escape. While on mission from inner-earth to the earth's surface, the evil subterranean meta-naturals intercepted Tristan's vessel. Taken to a laboratory run by a mad scientist, he is sedated and forced to participate in testing on himself and genetic experimentation. In the meantime... Private Investigator, Chloe Kennsington, in filtrates the laboratory while on a missing persons' case. When she discovers Tristan, the chemistry between them is profound.

I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history cl once said that I had perfect s. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My s. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Angelina Valentine." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Angel," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Edwin. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.