Arti Pure Love

Mohon perhatianya Cerita ini banyak konten adegan dewasa baik dibagian awal maupun hampir 50% sebagian cerita di dalam bukunya. Sangat tidak disarankan bagi para remaja membacanya kecuali untuk sekedar mengambil pengalaman dalam buku ini dan tidak disarankan mencontohnya kecuali kalian sudah menikah. kisah yang bercerita tentang mahasiswa dan mahasiswi yang terlibat asmara, dimana pada awalnya mereka saling menyayangi, mencintai dan melengkapi sehingga alur percintaan mereka sangat membara sampai tidak bisa hidup satu sama lain, sikap possesif laki-lakinya serta penghianatan yang dilakukanya membuat si perempuan perlahan tidak nyaman hingga akhirnya ingin meninggalkan laki-lakinya demi mencari jati diri dan melepaskan diri dari rasa ketergantungan terhadap laki-laki itu yang merupakan Cinta pertamanya. Akankah kisah mereka berlanjut? Yuk baca bukunya dan mohon beri masukan penulis jika ada kekurangan. Selamat membaca :)

Story about love and bravery. Everyone can bow down in front of love even if that person is a beast. Hope and the fourth Prince of Khumalo Kingdom.

SAVAGE LOVE GENRE: Romance By, Tamar writes PROLOGUE Amour sniffed back her tears as she watched the scene before her. Never in her life would she have imagined getting herself in this situation she currently was. It felt like a never ending nightmare. The sound of footsteps was what rented the room, it was coming from a tall figure, his gaze never left the man that was tied down on a chair with both his hands chained down on the table The figure held a sharp silver colored knife in his hand, twirling as if it was his play toy, a vicious smirk playing on his lips Every step he took instilled fear and panic inside the man that was tied down. “Boss please forgive me! I was drunk so I thought she was one of the clan's whóre I swear I didn't know she was yours" The man begged like his life depended on it. "Which hand did you use to touch her" Aurelio spoke calmly. "My.. My.. L-Left-" He wasn't chanced to finish his sentence when Aurelio cut off his left hand completely. Blood splashed on his cheek as it began bumping out of the man's hand. "Aargh!!!" The agonizing cry from the man echoed in the room as he peed on himself. Aurelio turned to Amour who looked horrified with the scene she just witnessed. His hands found his way to her neck and he gripped it tightly, bringing her face close to his so he could have a clear view of the terrified look on her face. "This Is just the highest level of my kindness compared to what I can do. Remember this, you're mine! Mine to touch, mine to f**k, mine to do whatever I want with... No one else... But me"

Orphaned by her mother's death, Riri Chance had no home to go to. That was until Uno, a celebrity previously handled by her mother, agreed to take her in. More than the enigma, the beauty, and the riches, there was something strange about Uno. Something that made Riri question her sexuality, her emotions, and more importantly, her sanity.

(Grant Saavedra's Story) Tanggap ni Kiara na isa siyang 'Single mother' pero hindi pala tanggap iyon ng kanyang anak. Naghahanap ng pagmamahal ng isang ama ang anak niyang si Kian, at isa lang ang nais nito maging daddy, walang iba kundi ang ex niyang si Grant! Paano niya matatanggihan ang kanyang anak kung pati si Grant ay nais din na maging ama para sa anak niya? Mahulog kaya ang damdamin niya sa binata na walang pinakita kundi pagmamahal sa kanilang mag ina? O masasaktan lang siya sa kasinungalingan na malalaman niya? Handa ba siyang sumugal at naisin na lumaban kung malaman niya ang tunay na dahilan sa pagbabalik ng binata sa buhay nila?

Tout le monde a des secrets et Elizabeth Wilson est bien placée pour le savoir. Alors qu'elle est de retour à Sherwood, dans sa ville natale et qu'elle retombe sur Ethan Green, son amour de jeunesse, celui-ci est décidé à découvrir ce qu'elle cache et sera prêt à tout pour la protéger, au dépend de sa propre vie.

Si Leina, matagal na niyang gusto si Matt pero may girlfriend ito, ngunit nang magpropose si Matt kay Ria ay tinanggihan siya nito at nakipaghiwalay sa kanya, si Leina ang naging karamay niya nang gabing yun, at dahil dun naisip ni Matt na gamitin si Leina para kalimutan si Ria, niligawan niya ito at kahit ramdam ni Leina na ginagamit lamang siya ni Matt ay sinagot niya ito, kahit hindi normal ang relasyon nila bilang magnobyo ay tinanggap ni Leina dahil sa sobrang pagmamahal niya kay Matt, pero paano kung bumalik si Ria? Paano si Leina? Hindi ba talaga siya minahal ni Matt kahit kaunti? Hanggang saan dadalhin si Leina ng pagmamahal niya kay Matt?

Happily ever after are for the normal people. But not for Nadia. Being an immigrant living in the United States makes things harder. It's even worse after she is kidnapped from her home by a fake immigration agent. Forced into a world of sex trafficking and abuse and now a forced marriage. She struggles to try to find her balance of how to get out of it. But trying to protect her son from the dangers of gang violence and herself after starting an affair with her husband's cousin. Things get complicated. But her heart is pulled in different directions.

"Kenapa terus mengikutiku?" kata Ariadne dengan nada tegas, tetapi matanya menghindari tatapan pemuda di hadapannya. "Karena aku suka padamu," balas Xylon tanpa ragu. "Pergi sana! Aku tidak suka padamu," sahut Ariadne lagi, lebih keras kali ini, berusaha menahan emosi yang sudah mendidih dalam dadanya. "Aku akan terus menempel padamu. Tidak peduli kau suka atau tidak," jawab Xylon mantap, senyumnya kecil tapi penuh makna. Rasa suka yang Xylon miliki untuk Ariadne bukanlah cinta biasa. Itu lebih mirip obsesi, api yang ia kobarkan tanpa kendali.

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.