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"Aku ini adikmu. Bukan istrimu. Berhenti untuk mengaturku." Naina Adelia, hidupnya berubah drastis ketika kakak laki-lakinya datang dan berkumpul kembali bersamanya. Lebih dari sepuluh tahun mereka berpisah. Brillian tinggal bersama neneknya di Eropa. Sedangkan Naina, tinggal di Jakarta bersama kedua orang tuanya. Semenjak Brillian datang, ia selalu dikekang dan harus menurut padanya. Bahkan Brillian membatasi pertemanan Naina. Naina sampai geram. Di depan orang tuanya, Brillian selalu bersikap baik. Tapi jika hanya berdua saja, ia menunjukkan sifat aslinya. Apa yang membuat Brillian bersikap over protektif terhadap Naina? Apa hubungan mereka yang sesungguhnya?

Tiran Alyana seorang penulis novel yang terkenal dengan karya pertamanya ‘Theós of Authority’ yang mengisahkan mitologi fiktif dengan penokohan dewa. Puncak ketenarannya itu membuat kehidupan Tiara berubah. Suatu malam tiba-tiba muncul si peran antagonis, Astro Climton, Raja Iblis sekaligus Dewa Kematian di kamar Tiara. Dia datang ke dunia nyata untuk menculik penulis yang dia sebut sebagai Dewi Pencipta Tiran. Dengan ambisinya yang besar, Astro membawa Tiara ke dunia novel! Tujuannya untuk meminta keadilan. Tiara jadi terjebak di antara dunia nyata dan dunia imajinasi, dimana ia menjadi penulis novel sekaligus salah satu tokoh karakter tambahan di dalam novelnya sendiri dalam season kedua ‘Theós of Authority’. Bisakah Tiara membuat jalan cerita dan takdir yang lebih baik untuk sang antagonis ini?

Hwang Joonjae was a ruthless mafia don. Shrewd, calculative and manipulative, Joonjae was the most dangerous figure in the underworld. That is until he suddenly disappeared without a trace. Five years later, Joonjae returned to the country, only this time, he was not alone. Accompanying him was Lee Chaerin, a beautiful and mysterious girl, who went with him everywhere. Addressing her as his 'wife', Joonjae sets off to unveil a decade old mystery related to his family's death. The small setback is that only Joonjae can see or hear his 'wife'. Who is this mysterious Chaerin? Is she real or a fragment of his imagination? WARNING: THIS NOVEL WILL CONTAIN SOME SMUT. ALSO, DUE TO THE VIOLENT THEME OF THE NOVEL, THERE WILL BE A LOT OF DETAILED GRAPHIC VIOLENCE. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK AND NO FL VIOLATION WILL BE PRESENT IN THIS NOVEL. Cover Credit: Fanart from Pinterest with slight modifications

Janiya Jones thought landing a job at DW Tech Inc. would change her life. She was right, just not the way she imagined. When the charismatic CEO Dean Whitmore pulled her into a secret romance, she believed she'd found her fairytale. But in Dean's glittering world of power and privilege, nothing is what it seems. Betrayal cuts deep when whispers of infidelity shatter her illusion, and Janiya vows to expose the man behind the billion-dollar smile. But bringing down a ruthless CEO isn't simple, especially when the woman he cheated with has other plans. Brooklyn Henson isn't interested in taking Dean down. She wants Janiya destroyed for daring to enter their elite world. Now Janiya faces an impossible choice: retreat and lick her wounds, or fight back against two billionaires who will stop at nothing to protect their empire and punish her. In a game where wealth is power and love is a weapon, who will be left standing, and who will pay the ultimate price?

Na véspera do meu casamento, fui atropelada por Noemi Vasques, a doce amiga de infância do meu noivo. Sofri uma hemorragia grave, entre a vida e a morte. Viviane Prado, minha melhor amiga, ligou para o meu noivo, Frederico Azevedo. Ele recusou a chamada. A única resposta foi uma mensagem curta: "Noemi está gripada. Não tenho tempo." Viviane então ligou para o próprio namorado, Theo Albuquerque, um astro no auge da fama, com conexões em todo lugar. E ela ouviu a mesma resposta: — Noemi está doente. Neste momento, ela precisa de mim. Depois de uma noite inteira na sala de emergência, acordei. Viviane também estava lá. Nos olhamos. Dissemos juntos: — Não quero mais me casar. O que não esperávamos… É que, ao receberem nossas cartas de rompimento, eles perderam o controle.