Backwater Old Man Becomes A Swordmaster

Athur Paker, seorang mahasiswa sekaligus ceo di perusahaan ternama di dunia yang memiliki sifat dingin. Dia lelaki yang sangat ahli dalam bermain pisau, dia juga lelaki yang suka dengan darah. Sehari saja dia tidak bermain dengan darah maka nafasnya akan sesak dan tubuhnya akan melemas. Namun saat bertemu dengan Shena, dia langsung tertarik dengan gadis itu, gadis yang cantik dan manis yang sangat ceria. Shena yang sama sekali tidak tertarik dengan pacaran, menolak Athur mentah-mentah saat laki-laki itu mengajaknya pacaran. Namun bukan Athur namanya kalau tidak bisa mendapatkan apa yang dia inginkan, dia memaksa Shena untuk menjadi miliknya, walaupun Shena tidak menginginkannya sama sekali. Shena yang awalnya hidup baik-baik saja, berubah menjadi sangat rumit karena kehadiran Athur si psikopat tersebut. Dia tidak bisa lari dan tidak bisa pergi dari Athur. Namun siapa sangka mereka berdua dulu adalah teman kecil? Apa yang akan terjadi jika Shena tau Athur adalah teman kecilnya? Masalah apa yang akan Shena dapatkan setelah mengetahui semua tentang Athur?

"Apakah dengan tidur bersamamu, aku bisa melupakan rasa sakit karena patah hati, Mr. Vandara?" Aline bertanya dengan nada lirih. "Aku akan memberikanmu yang terbaik di ranjang. Kau akan bisa melupakan pria itu." Darmo Vandara berucap mantap. Digenggam kedua tangan Aline. "Hanya akan ada seks. Tidak melibatkan perasaan apa pun. Aku tidak bisa menjanjikan cinta untukmu, Mr. Vandara. Aku tidak pernah menyukaimu." "Tapi, kau akan membutuhkanku di tempat tidur untuk memberikanmu kepuasaan seksual." Darmo Vandara mempererat tautan jari tangan mereka. "Kau akan tergantung padaku. Hanya aku yang bisa melakukannya untukmu, Aline." Darmo kian mantap berbicara. Semakin bertekad juga dalam membuktikan kata-katanya. …………………... Darmo Vandara sudah menyukai Aline Whitney bahkan sebelum wanita itu bekerja di perusahaannya. Harta berlimpah dan status sebagai pengusaha muda kaya di New York, tak membuat Aline bisa mencintai balik dirinya. Darmo memilih menunjukkan sikap egois dengan menyingkirkan semua pria mendekati wanita itu. Hanya ia seorang yang bisa memiliki Aline. Dan, ketika wanita itu mengalami patah hati, Darmo menawarkan tidur bersama sebagai bentuk pelampiasan. Idenya pun disetujui oleh Aline. Darmo Vandara memberikan kepuasaan yang bisa membuat Aline semakin dekat dengan dirinya. Ia terus berupaya memenangkan hati wanita itu. Akankah berakhir pada sebuah ikatan yang sakral? …………….

I was supposed to marry Marco DeLuca, the man of my dreams, in just three days. He was the mafia don of the South—dangerous, ruthless, the kind of man everyone warned you about. And I came from the Moretti family, just as powerful, a dominant force in the North. But just when I thought I had it all, fate had other plans. What was supposed to be a simple drug deal negotiation—one Marco had asked me to cover—quickly spiraled into a gunfight. In the chaos, a bullet tore through my chest. Marco made sure everyone in that room paid for my accident, but no matter what he did, it didn’t change the fact that I was lying here, wondering if my life would ever be the same. And it only got worse. In the haze between consciousness and dreams, I overheard Marco speaking with his family doctor. “After removing the bullet from Miss Moretti’s chest, we found fragments near her heart,” Dr. Levois said. “She may need another surgery.” “There’s no need for another surgery. As long as she can breathe, I’ll take care of her for the rest of her life. But if you treat her now, she’ll wake up and ruin everything I’ve planned.” Marco’s words hit me hard. “And I promised Camilla I would bring our daughter, Violetta, into the family,” he continued. “It’s better this way. Gianna won’t be a threat to her then.” So the wedding I’d longed for, the love I once believed in, was nothing but a cruel illusion. What Marco wanted, what I thought was mine, had twisted into my worst nightmare. If this was what Marco truly wanted… so be it. It wasn’t like I cared anymore.

I'm only sixteen ng makilala ko si Franz Zorego, ang hot business man na mas matanda sakin ng s'yam na taon. Unang kita ko pa lang sa kanya nasabi ko agad sa sarili ko na itong ang lalaking mamahalin ko. Kaya naman ginawa ko ang lahat para akalain nito na nasa tamang edad na ako. Pero hindi naitatago ang sikreto ng matagal na panahon. Dahil natuklasan nito na isa lang akong highschool student sa paaralang mismong pag aari ng kanilang pamilya. Mula noon ay umiwas na ito sa akin at 'di na ako pinapansin. Aaminin ko nasasaktan ako sa pag iwas nito pero anong magagawa ng isang gaya ko? Sabi nga nila isa lang akong hamak na bata na pagdating ng panahon mawawala at mababago rin ang nararamdaman. Totoo ba ang gano'n? Paano kung hindi?

When I went to the hospital for a checkup to see if my fourth IVF attempt had succeeded, I saw Daniel Cooper, who was supposed to be on a business trip. He was carefully supporting a young, beautiful woman as they walked out of the obstetrics and gynecology department. Her belly was unmistakably round, and she looked like she was ready to give birth at any moment. Daniel froze for just a second before stepping in front of her, shielding her from me. He explained, "Abby, the Cooper family needs an heir to carry on the lineage. Once the baby is born, everything will go back to the way it was." I heard the certainty in his words. So I smiled, nodded, and quietly tucked my test results away as he stared at me in surprise. On the day she gave birth, I left the divorce papers on the kitchen table and walked out of his life for good.

A girl who was maltreated by her wicked and cruel step mother,was helped by an angel who saw her afflictions fell pity on her as he turned himself into a man to help her fight away her wicked step mother. Now she's in love with this strange man,will she gets to be with? Let's find out soon!!!

Either what I get up to on a daily or what I fantasise who knows what’s real and what’s not

"Babe, what’s happening here?" I blurted out, my voice shaking as I tried to make sense of the scene before me. Jeffrey turned, his face hardening as if I was a stranger in my own home. "What does this look like to you?"he snapped, rising from the bed with a fierce look in his eyes. He walked toward me, gripping a piece of paper as if it held all the power in the world. "Sign the divorce papers!"he said, shoving the document toward me like it was a blunt instrument. "B... but babe!!" I stammered, my mind racing with disbelief. "Will you shut up and just do it already?" His voice was ice-cold, cutting through my confusion like a knife. Each word stabbed at my heart, making me feel like I was on the verge of falling into an abyss.

After an 800-meter run, I hide under the blanket to use the vibrating massager. At that moment, Uncle Theo barges into my room and asks coldly, "Does it feel that good?" I nod vigorously. The massage really does feel wonderful. Later, he yanks off his tie and uses it to bind my wrists. "It's too small and slow. Try me instead." I can only stare at him in bewilderment. But Uncle Theo, it's just a massage gun!

It's Thanksgiving, and I'm waiting for Zeke Jones to come home after cooking up an extravagant meal. When Zeke returns, he doesn't even glance at the meal I've prepared for him. Instead, he proceeds to pack a bag. "I can't celebrate Thanksgiving with you this year," he says. I take another bite of my turkey and say nothing. At the stroke of midnight, Zeke's first love posts a new photo on her social media page. In the photo, she's lying on Zeke's back with a bright smile on her face. The moon outside the window is bright. "Happy to spend Thanksgiving with good company," her caption reads. Instead of hysterically questioning Zeke about the post, I just tap on the "like" button without reacting in any way. Zeke calls me. His voice sounds panicked as he tries to explain himself. "Please don't misinterpret the post. I will definitely spend Thanksgiving with you next year…" I freeze for a few moments, letting out a small laugh. I don't offer him a reply. Next time, he says? Oh, Zeke, I'm afraid there won't be a next time.