Arti Pathetic

"You think you can humiliate me like this?!” he shouted, his voice breaking. “First, you disappear. Then you show up here, on my wedding day, with my father?!” "Are you sure I disappeared?" I smirked. Gasps rippled through the crowd. Phones were out, cameras flashing like lightning. Kael rose slowly from his knee with the ring on his hand, his towering frame making Chad look like a child throwing a tantrum. His expression was pure ice. “Watch your tone,” Kael said, his voice low and dangerous. “No!” Chad barked, stepping closer. His eyes were wild, spittle flying from his mouth. “You think you can replace me with her? You’re pathetic, old man! She’s using you, and you’re too blinded to see it!” "She's my wife now!" Kael growls. His gaze hardening. ******** Amy Stone thought she had it all: beauty, a self-made empire and a fiancé, who lived in a different city. Amy stayed loyal and true to Chad, even though this sparked constant loneliness for her. On the day she was supposed to meet him, he discharged her feelings, leaving her desires unmet. Betrayal hit most when she discovered her very best friend was the master mind. They left her for dead, thrown in a deadly piranha river to die, they stole her company, and built a life on her ruin. Amy survived, thanks to a charm bracelet she always wore since her mom's death. Now, she’s back. She is not weak this time, she is a powerful heiress. Her first move: seduce and marry Kael Woods, Chad’s father. A cold and ruthless tycoon who trusts no one. ****Trigger warning**** This story contains explicit content, and strong language, but it's definitely worth daring to read. hence proceed if you are a fan of spicy stories.***

Three years ago, my rich boyfriend, Steven Delaney, went into bankruptcy. He decided to break up with me so that he wouldn't drag me down. As I looked at his broken expression, I steeled my heart and ripped the overseas college application I had just received. "I'll stay with you. Together, we can rebuild your legacy." Everyone told me that I was nuts. Still, I decided to move into a damp basement room with Steven. After that, I took on a job out in the streets that allowed me to earn money the fastest, which was promoting beer to the customers. One day, when I'm delivering beer to the customers, one of them calls out to me. "Hey, this lady looks like you!" There are two screens being shown on a livestream, that's being replayed. The left screen shows me crouching at the doorway of the basement while washing shirts for Steven. It's so cold that my fingers have gone completely red. The right screen shows him all dressed up in a smart-looking suit. He has an arm wrapped around a beautiful and well-dressed woman, and they're both sitting in a luxury car. Steven smiles at the camera and says, "This is my third year lying to my girlfriend about my financial situation. Till now, she still hasn't realized the truth! She really is a pathetic idiot!" The live comments keep popping up on the side. "You really know how to make things interesting, Mr. Delaney! I can't believe you're capable of coming up with the whole 'pretending to be broke in order to test your girlfriend's humanity' act!" "What exactly is that lady aiming for, honestly? She's just someone who sells beer! Does she seriously think she's in a romance drama?" "Oh, this is hilarious! That penniless girlfriend of his is even washing underwear for him! The truth is, the underwear belongs to the Delaney family's household staff!"

Albert Roosevelt was the crush I was never meant to have. Like an idiot, I believed loving someone meant giving them everything, even if they didn't care about you. So, I trailed after him like a desperate puppy, bending over backward to meet his every whim. When he couldn't afford tuition, I begged Dad to fund him, sending him to the best schools. When his worn-out clothes made him a laughingstock, I pitied him and showered him with designer labels. And what did he do? He used what I gave him to chase after a gold-digging campus belle. To keep up appearances, he blew through money like it grew on trees. He even spread rumors that he was the real heir to the Roosevelts. To him, I was just an ATM. "Your family's loaded. It's not like you'll miss a few hundred grand. If you're gonna be stingy, maybe you should stop following me around," he said when his wallet ran dry. And like a fool, I believed that if I kept paying, someday, he'd love me back. After graduation, I funded his startup. The second it took off, he married the campus belle. He had the nerve to claim he earned everything through nothing but hard work. So, I crashed his wedding, and he buried a knife in my chest. "Only when you're dead, Eve Roosevelt. Only then will my pathetic past stay buried." When I opened my eyes again, I was face-to-face with a scowling Albert. "You can't scrape together a few hundred thousand dollars? It's Bianca's birthday. Are you trying to humiliate me?" I looked around the room and rolled my eyes. "Sure, I'll pay. But first? Kneel. You look pretty enough. Consider it charity, peasant."

This is a dark romance book which means love will be messy, and intense. ANASTASIA: I’m hopelessly in love with my boss, Kai. The problem? He sees me as a daughter. Worse, his childhood lover, Vanessa is everything I’m not: dainty, soft, and an omega. And I’m just a female alpha. Only good for hard work and battles, never love. I wanted someone to treat me like I’m their whole world, like I hung the fucking moon, goddammit! I need to be their obsession. Preferably, Kai’s. So here’s the plan: impress him by finishing one last mission. Infiltrate the royal palace. Find the eye of Valtaris. Kill the entire royal family. Easy-peasy… except it’s not. Because the rumored ‘Mad’ Prince is absolutely mad—a psycho. And he's made me his new obsession. I swear he’s going to ruin my mission or blow my cover. And when I begged the goddess for a man, I definitely did not mean Zayne. ♧♛♧♛♧♛♧♛♧♛♧♛ ZAYNE: Being a prince is boring. Worse when you're not the heir, just another spare. I'm the royal mess, the black sheep. They say I’m mad, they are not wrong. Father says there's no saving me but I don't want to be saved. Then she walks in. The dark-haired minx and all I see is my salvation, my perfect prey. She’s being groomed to be my brother’s wife, but it's my bed she’ll end up in every night, screaming my name while my brother gives her pathetic puppy eyes during the day. I’ll ruin her. Break her. Taste her tears then call it pleasure. Her sass only feeds the crazy in me, gods help her, cause I will drag her into my darkness until she can't crawl out.

Di kekaisaran Thang yang megah, Xiao Feng, seorang pemuda penuh ambisi, menjalani pelatihan seni bela diri di bawah bimbingan para guru. Namun, hidupnya hancur ketika Shifu Yan, salah satu gurunya, dibunuh oleh Yin Mo Sect, sekte jahat yang ingin menguasai kekaisaran. Terpukul oleh kehilangan ini, Xiao Feng bersumpah untuk membalas dendam dan melatih dirinya lebih keras, meski menghadapi kekalahan pahit dalam pertempuran melawan salah satu pendekar sesat. Di tengah keputusasaan, Xiao Feng menemukan Kitab Dewa Naga, kitab kuno yang diwariskan oleh gurunya. Dalam proses mempelajari kitab tersebut, ia bertemu dengan Xiao Chen, Pendekar Pedang Suci yang mengajarkan teknik peningkatan kekuatan dan memberi misi tambahan untuk menguji kemampuannya. Bersama Xiao Chen, Xiao Feng belajar menguatkan tulangnya dan mencari zirah besi, senjata pusaka yang memberikannya ketahanan fisik. Selama pelatihan, Xiao Feng juga menemukan cinta sejatinya, seorang perempuan yang menggetarkan hatinya. Momen-momen indah mereka membawa harapan baru dalam hidupnya dan memperkuat tekadnya untuk berjuang. Ketika kekuatan Xiao Feng berkembang, ancaman dari Yin Mo Sect semakin mendekat. Dengan keberanian dan kekuatan baru yang diperoleh dari Kitab Dewa Naga dan bimbingan Xiao Chen, Xiao Feng menghadapi konfrontasi terakhir melawan pemimpin sekte, Mo Tian. Dalam pertarungan epik ini, ia belajar bahwa balas dendam bukanlah tujuan utama, melainkan penemuan diri dan arti sejati dari kekuatan, cinta, dan pengorbanan di bawah langit naga yang mengawasi takdirnya.

Di kota yang penuh dengan intrik dan kegelapan, terdapat sebuah keluarga mafia yang paling ditakuti, La Famiglia del Ombra, atau "Keluarga Bayangan". Mereka menguasai perdagangan senjata, jaringan informasi rahasia, dan memegang kendali atas para pejabat tinggi. Pemimpin mereka, Don Alessandro, adalah seorang pria berwibawa yang terkenal dingin dan tak kenal ampun. Namun, cerita ini berfokus pada anak sulungnya, Luca Ombra. Luca tumbuh dalam bayang-bayang ayahnya dan sejak kecil dilatih menjadi penerus keluarga. Di usianya yang baru menginjak 27 tahun, Luca sudah dikenal sebagai "Il Lupo" (Sang Serigala) karena kecerdasannya dalam menyusun strategi, ketangkasan, dan keteguhan hatinya. Di balik sosoknya yang tak tersentuh, tersimpan jiwa yang gelisah. Luca tak pernah menginginkan kekuasaan seperti ini, tapi keluarga adalah keluarga. Hidup Luca berubah ketika ia bertemu dengan Ana, seorang jurnalis muda yang tanpa sadar menggali rahasia besar keluarganya. Ana adalah wanita yang tangguh dan idealis, bertolak belakang dari orang-orang yang pernah ditemui Luca. Di antara bahaya dan kebencian yang mengelilingi keluarga Ombra, tumbuh perasaan tak terduga di hati Luca. Dia mulai mempertanyakan arti dari kekuasaan yang ia pegang dan peran keluarga yang telah mengikatnya. Namun, keluarga Ombra bukanlah satu-satunya kekuatan di kota. Musuh lama, La Familia Rosso, yang sudah berseteru selama bertahun-tahun, kini kembali dengan dendam yang lebih dalam. Dengan serangan yang datang bertubi-tubi, Luca terjebak di antara mempertahankan kehormatan keluarga, melindungi Ana, dan membebaskan dirinya dari ikatan gelap.

“Laki-laki itu tidak perlu ijin istri untuk menikah lagi,” katanya. Mendengar ucapan Ayah bisa kulihat Ibu malah tertunduk lagi, ada apa sebenarnya? kenapa dia hanya diam tanpa suara? “Dari sekian banyak sunah nabi kenapa harus poligami, Riana biar kutanya langsung padamu, bersediakah kamu jadi istri kedua suamiku?” “Hmm, aku, tolong kasih aku waktu, aku engga bisa ngasih keputusan sekarang,” jawab Riana. “Kenapa nak Riana bukannya kamu dan Bagas sudah saling kenal, bukankah kalian sudah dekat sejak kuliah?” tanya Ayah mertua. Hah? Apa ini jadi mereka pernah dekat? Kenapa hidup serumit ini. Lagi-lagi aku hanya bisa tersenyum menyaksikan permainan takdirku. “Kenapa Dek, kenapa kamu malah senyum,” Mas bagas menatap heran ke arahku, raut mukanya tampak gelisah mungkin dia takut aku akan meledak. “Kenapa dunia ini begitu sempit Mas? kamu sendiri gimana? maukah menikahi mantan teman sebangkuku?” Aku harus memastikan ini sendiri disaksikan kedua orang tuanya. Dia lagi-lagi tak menjawab. “Tentu saja suamimu tidak akan menolak menikah dengan wanita cantik seperti Riana, toh mereka juga sudah saling mengenal,” sambar ayah mertuaku. “Kalau tolak ukur menikahi wanita hanya dilihat dari kecantikannya, apakah setelah menikah ada jaminan dia akan memiliki anak laki-laki, kalau tidak bukankah semuanya sia-sia.” Rasa sakit tak melulu harus ditampakkan dengan air mata, dan senyum tak selamanya memiliki arti bahagia. Senyum itu mampu menghilangkan luka walau hanya sekejap. Memberikan kekuatan baru agar aku bisa lebih kuat menghadapi kenyataan pahit.

"Let me go," I snapped, even though my voice wasn’t as sharp as I wanted it to be. “No,” he growled, lips grazing the shell of my ear, his breath warm and wicked as his hand slid down, fingers pressing just above my thigh, and trailed all the way to my wet fold. “You want to hate this, don’t you?” he whispered, mouth trailing hot kisses along my neck as his hand shifted my underwear, “But your body’s begging, baby.” I gasped, lips parting, and before I could spit out a comeback, he crushed his mouth to mine. The kiss was rough, full of hunger, and I whimpered into his mouth before I could stop myself. My body pressed into his, desperate for more. But he suddenly pulled both his lips and hand back, “Say the word and I’ll stop.” I stared at him. My chest was rising and falling too fast. My lips were swollen. My thighs, God, I was throbbing. I want, I need. He pressed a knee between my legs and my and I mewed. Yes, me. I mewed like some needy, pathetic bitch in heat. For him. "That’s what I thought," he growled, and the next second he pinned both my wrists above my head and kissed me like he was trying to ruin me all over again. **** Liora once has a powerful name, a future paved in gold, until Tristan Cole walked in and tore everything apart. Now, years later, Liora is forced into a marriage contract with the very man who destroyed her life, all to save her dying brother. But Tristan wants something more dangerous. Her heart. Her body, all of her. Will love be her ultimate undoing? Or will she crawl out of wreckage and gain control?

Everyone says I have the face of an angel. However, I choose to take a knife and slash my own beautiful face. When my twin sister sees the drastic change in my appearance, she loses it and screams at me, wanting to know why I ruined my face. In my past life, she couldn't stop stealing food deliveries. When our next-door neighbor caught her, she shoved the pregnant woman so hard that she miscarried. The woman was seven months along, and both she and her baby died. But my sister just shrugged it off, bragging that she was some popular influencer, and two pathetic lives didn't matter. She even slapped down a 50-dollar bill like it was nothing, just to humiliate them. "Still trying to scam my money? For all we know, that woman's baby was already dead inside her. Your family must've done pretty awful things to deserve losing two lives like that!" When the dead woman's family showed up at our door with kitchen knives, ready for revenge, my sister chickened out and hid. Before that, she tricked me into coming home instead. The second I walked up to our front door, the grief-stricken husband slashed at my neck, severing the artery. I died right there on the spot. After I died, everyone spat on my memory. They all said I got what I deserved, and my parents covered up what my sister really did. She even had the nerve to come forward and apologize for me, cashing in on my death while hooking up with my boyfriend. The two of them became this perfect couple online and made tons of money. This time around, I decide to destroy my face. I want to see how she will steal my identity and pin her crimes on me now!

“Just as pathetic as I remember you to be, sweetheart.” “I sleep with you because I’m unfortunate to be married to you so don’t bother reading between the lines.” Slapping his treacherous lips away from my own, I huff frantically. “I detest the sight of you, bastard.” He smirks throwing me against the filthy wall of the cave before whispering against my lips, “I know, sweetheart.” Fisting his shirt, I pull him in, “I’ll kill you someday for all your bullshit. The best part is I’ll be hailed as a hero for it.” I dig my nails into his side while digging my heels in his toes. Chuckling, he kissed me with a novel fervour. Too consumed with his taste on my tongue I don’t realize he had taken me off the floor. In times like these he made his hate achingly obvious by his rough groping. When after several seconds he is still ravaging my mouth, I slap his arm to gasp for air but he takes his sweet time devouring life out of me. He let me go only when my life flashes before my eyes. Caressing my hair as I huffed out puffs of air, he smirked. “Good Morning, Nafasm.” I'll remember to add getting away with murder on my bucket list. .... I had everything in life figured out and about half a year to get out of college and finally experience life (Breathy tone) but that's when Sienna, my bitch of a friend, asked me for a favor. Why the hell am I kidnapped? And what is with these people growling like rabid dogs? And please, can anyone tell me why the f*ck, AM I GETTING MARRIED TO THEIR HUNK OF A GANG LEADER WITH UNNATURAL GLOWING EYES?