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[ Jangan lupa follow sebelum membaca! ]Lashira Ayana. Janda lima tahun cerobohnya kaga tanggung-tanggung. Wanita dua puluh delapan tahun itu, harus menelan pil pahit sejak ketukan hakim disahkan, harta karun yang nyaris dia dapatkan hilang sudah, bagaikan layang-layang yang putus benang. Bayangan Kerajaan Green Andara Residence yang menjulang tinggi berjejer dengan Istana elit lainnya pun juga tinggal haluan semata. Kontrakan satu kamar dengan genteng pecah belah yang kalau hujan bocornya udah kayak air mancur itu menjadi pilihan terakhir untuk wanita berpenghasilan mepet macam dirinya. Janda kurang sentuhan yang tiap malam minggu cuma bisa gigit kuku sambil mantengin sinetron azab lewat TV buluk yang udah pantas jadi rosokan itu tetap percaya diri, karena setidaknya di balik nasib blangsaknya dia adalah jandanya Ken Farrel Alandra, pengusaha tajir mlintir yang juga menjabat sebagai dokter spesialis anak. Lelaki berwajah tegas dengan bibir keriting yang merontai-rontai minta dikecup plus brewok halus yang bikin pengen belai-belai ampe kepayang. Duh, coba aja masih sah jadi laki, udah pasti bakal ane cocol ampe pagi tuh manusia satu yang cakepnya nembus tulang belulang.

" No ! No! ! I didn't; I didn't do it ! I wasn't the one who killed your child let me go , I'm not guilty Your highness !" The woman's fuchsia hair was dishevelled and her dark oceanic blue eyes glimmered with despair , without a month's bath, her entire body was covered in stink and dirt . With her trembling shoulders , she cut a sorry figure but none , not one person standing in front of her felt pity for her . The woman was Chelsea Kaisen who was currently being held responsible for the crime of killing the unborn child of the Emperor ; Rogue Kellington . " Chelsea Rosalie Kaisen ; I ; The Emperor on account of the various witnesses and proves ; claim you as the culprit for killing the child of the Empress ; Lilian Amelia Kaisen. With Your Criminal record, This Emperor penalizes you with death due dismemberment " " No ! No , I didn't, Your Majesty I didn't!" Once the sentence fell in her ears Chelsea plunged to the greatest despair . She struggled against her cuffs but her magic failed against them , the harder she struggled the tighter they became . " Father ; brothers! Tell his majesty I didn't do it " When her pleas remained unheard by the Emperor . Chelsea could only turn her plea to her family yet no one listened to her . Instead they were consoling a pretty looking woman with silvery blonde hair and bright blue eyes . When The woman saw Chelsea look her way she shrunk into the embrace of the the man who looked so diffrent yet similar to her . " What are you waiting for; drag that criminal away!" when Rubious Kaisen saw his sister trembling in fear he immediately yelled the guards to take Chelsea away . Even though both were his sister yet he only supported Lilian not her . Coverart notmine - comment/email at somilsingh8400@gmail.com to takeitdown

The bread knife stuck in Jon doe’s chest had an unusual pattern, I grabbed a camera from the nearest person and clicked a few pictures of the design “Email them to me.” I said as I was handing the camera back to them. It looked ancient and rare, not the usual bread knifes you’d find at our local stores here in Seattle. I looked up to find a detective watching my every move, it seemed that his one side of the face looked sunken in, similarly you only see this in people who don’t have teeth, which prompted me to look into his mouth, to find that all of his teeth had been pulled out. I sighed loudly and said “well, here goes our identification route of checking dental records, this body was left in the hopes that no identification will be made!” Craning my neck to have a look at the coroner who had just arrived on scene, I recalled working with her once before on another case when I first started as a rookie, Dr Leslie Adams is an expert in her field and one of the most professional and efficient woman. She looked down at me, and stated “Detective Rush you do know that the body you are looking at has been dead for more than 3 days, and also looks as if it was stored in a body freezer before being planted at this scene” I shook my head and realised that this is getting more intense by the second, “I hadn’t realised so Doc, that’s the reason we have you here, to help me solve the mystery “- I said whilst walking up to her, I held out my hand and gave her hand a firm handshake.

Amira yang berusia 32 tahun terpaksa harus menerima lamaran seorang lelaki berusia 25 tahun, Andi, karena desakan keluarga. Dia tidak menyukai lelaki pilihan orang tuanya itu. Selain karena usia lelaki itu jauh lebih muda, sifatnya juga tengil. Bikin Amira sering gedeg sendiri. "Mir, nikah aja sama aku, gak rugi, kok," kata Andi cengengesan. "Ya, rugi. Apa kata orang-orang kalau aku nikah sama berondong." "Tar maharnya headset, deh. Biar bisa nyumpal telinga kamu. Gak dengar lagi deh, omongan orang." "Jangan ngadi-ngadi, deh." Amira melotot. "Aku menolak pernikahan ini." "Tapi, aku nggak. Malah senang. Aku bilang orang tuaku ya, biar bisa nyusun tanggal pernikahan." "Kamu tuli, ya!" Keinginan Amira memang tidak berguna. Sekeras apapun dia menolak Andi, tetapi akhirnya luluh juga oleh tangisan kedua orang tuanya. Jadilah, tanggal pernikahan ditetapkan. Dengan perasaan mengkal, Amira mencium punggung tangan Andi setelah mengucapkan ijab kabul. Berusaha mempertahankan harga dirinya, malam pertama pernikahan dia mengajukan surat perjanjian pernikahan yang berisi tentang poin-poin hubungan mereka. Ada 11 poin yang diajukan Amira yang dengan berat hati ditanda tangani oleh Andi. Bagaimana jalannya pernikahan mereka? Apakah cinta akan tumbuh di antara keduanya?

Setelah mendaftarkan pernikahan selama lima tahun, suamiku yang seorang pemadam kebakaran selalu berkata dia tidak punya waktu untuk menggelar acara pernikahan. Akan tetapi, sekarang tiba-tiba dia mengatakan ada waktu. Namun pada hari upacara, aku sama sekali tidak bisa menghubunginya. Sampai akhirnya aku melihat sebuah video di grup keluarga .... Seorang adik junior perempuan menggandeng lengannya dan menerima langsung medali "Pahlawan Pemadam Kebakaran" yang dianugerahkan oleh wali kota. Grup keluarga pun dipenuhi rasa iri. [ Pasangan Kapten Daniel memang cantik, nggak seperti istriku yang cuma bisa mengurus rumah sampai wajahnya kusam. ] [ Iya, anggun dan tenang sekali. Pasti istri yang bijak di balik kesuksesan Kapten Daniel. ] Dengan tangan kasar yang gemetar, aku hendak berkata bahwa akulah istri Daniel. Namun, tiba-tiba terdengar dentuman keras. Terjadi ledakan gas di dapur. Sambil menahan rasa sakit seperti dipanggang suhu tinggi, aku meneleponnya untuk meminta tolong. Telepon itu malah direspons dengan nada tidak sabar, "Ribut apa sih? Aku bilang mau mengadakan pernikahan cuma supaya kamu nggak datang bikin drama." "Ayah Rania gugur demi menyelamatkanku. Aku membiarkannya menerima penghargaan sebagai istriku, itu nggak berlebihan, 'kan?" Aku tertegun sejenak. Lalu, telepon itu diputus tanpa ragu.

Aku meninggal pada hari ulang tahunku sendiri. Namun, orang tuaku dan suamiku sama sekali tidak menyadarinya. Mereka malah sedang sibuk menyiapkan pesta ulang tahun untuk adik kembarku dengan sepenuh hati. Ketika adikku dikelilingi semua orang untuk memilih gaun pesta, aku diikat erat dan dilempar ke dalam ruang bawah tanah. Dengan seluruh tenaga yang tersisa, aku menekuk jariku yang hampir patah, lalu dengan susah payah memasukkan empat angka: 9395. Itu adalah kode darurat sederhana yang dulu pernah kusepakati bersama suamiku, Willy. Itu adalah sebuah sinyal yang harus dia mengerti jika aku berada dalam bahaya. Tak pernah kuduga, pada akhirnya, kode itu benar-benar kupakai. Namun, Willy tidak percaya. Dia membalas dingin. [ Valerie, cuma karena aku nggak bawa kamu beli baju baru, kamu sampai berakting begini? Gaun tahun lalu masih bisa kamu pakai. Sampai jumpa nanti di pesta, jangan bikin ribut. ] Dia tidak tahu bahwa gaunku sudah lama digunting habis oleh adikku. Dia juga tidak tahu bahwa satu detik setelah dia menutup telepon, nyawaku sudah melayang. Jadi, pada malam pesta ulang tahun itu, aku memang tidak pernah muncul. Namun ketika semua orang melihat hadiah ulang tahun yang sudah kusiapkan terlebih dahulu untuk adikku ... mereka semua langsung kehilangan akal.

Dark.SensitiveContent.D/s.MAFIA ROMANCE.CEO/Billiomaire Mila(Carmella) I ran away. I did it. Left everything I knew so I could just live my life without the future that promised hell on earth. Now all I have to do was hide so noone from back home finds me.But did I really left the hell behind? Because no, the new job I got comes with Boss that’s devil incarnate and he sure knows how to make my life hell. The problem with him was, as much as I wanted to kill him, I also wanted to look into those grey eyes and find all his secrets.To tell him how much of an arsehôle he is, and then maybe kiss him a little,forgetting the fact that he was dangerous. But I couldn’t help the attraction to his untouchable beauty, knowing I’d be the one getting hurt and killed. Jonathan Nothing in life comes easy and I learned that the hard way. But when my new secretary managed to stay more than two weeks I knew that something was not right. And for someone like me-a man leading a double life, if something is too good then it’s the worst thing waiting to happen. Proving me right, I received an email directly from the source. The little nerdy girl wasn’t as boring and submissive as she pretended to be. There’s a wide world of fantasies she’s hiding inside that head of hers which includes me. But this isn’t it. I've only uncovered half of what she’s hiding. There’s more lot to my little secretive secretary. And our worlds might not be as different as she thought .Because she came running right through the door she wanted to exit.

She hides behind ugly suits and fake names. He's done trusting women. When they meet in a masked sex club, neither realizes they've been fighting each other across boardroom tables for eighteen months. At Taylor Industries, she's Joy Smith—the frumpy CFO who drowns her curves in shapeless polyester and wearing a wig. At home, she's the forgotten wife of a cheating lawyer who hasn't touched her in so long she's starting to wonder if she's broken. When she finds hot pink lace panties stuffed in her couch cushions...definitely not hers, it's not heartbreak she feels. It's freedom. Grayson Taylor doesn't do relationships anymore. Not after walking in on his actress fiancée with another woman. Now he channels everything into hostile takeovers and board meetings, especially the ones where his overcautious CFO fights him on every goddamn acquisition. Joy Smith is brilliant, infuriating, and funny when he pushes all her buttons. But Honey is tired of being invisible. Tired of never having felt real pleasure. So, when her best friend gives her the details of The Velvet Room—Manhattan's most exclusive masked club—she promises herself just one night. One night to find out if her husband's right, if she really is frigid, or if she's just never been touched by the right hands. She doesn't expect the masked stranger who claims her the second she walks in. Doesn't expect the chemistry that ignites between them, the way he makes her body sing, or the orgasms that leave her shaking. Doesn't expect him to hand her an email address with one command: "Only me. No one else touches you."

My ex-husband is getting married. and.... I’m the one hired to plan the wedding. My name is Arabella Paloma Garcia. Five years ago, I was arranged to marry an Italian heir with an angel’s face and the personality of something between a blizzard and a natural disaster: Rafael Vittorio Ricciardi. We spent one year of marriage arguing hard enough to make a lawyer retire early. Then his ex came back, and I left with a divorce bracelet on my finger… and a pair of babies in my belly. Now I live in San Francisco. I own a wedding planning company, I’m a single mom to two demon twins, and I’m very, very proud of the fact that the name Ricciardi doesn’t appear anywhere in my life. Until one email lands in my inbox: Ricciardi–Marino Wedding. Groom: Rafael Vittorio Ricciardi. Bride: Alessandra Marino… the woman who once became the reason I got kicked out of his life. I should’ve said no. But Alessandra is infuriating, and I want to prove I’m over Rafael. So I take the job. But he walks in with a cold stare that sends my stomach straight to the floor. No recognition. A helicopter crash two years ago wiped six years of his life. Including me. Including our marriage. Perfect. I’ll plan my ex-husband’s wedding, send him down the aisle, and go back to my life. The plan goes smoothly. Right up until the wedding day. The bride disappears. The guests are waiting. The media is already rolling. And Rafael closes the bridal suite door… drops a bomb that earns him my fist in his face: “You’re the one who going to walk down the aisle with me.”

“Kamu bikin saya keganggu sama suara kamu yang jelek itu.” “Oh, eng kalau gitu harusnya bapak ketuk aja pintunya buat protes. Enggak usah ikutan masuk.” Jawab Maira kepayahan, karena air dari shower masih terus mengalir di atas kepalanya. “Mandi kamu kurang bersih.” Jawab Pandu, sama sekali tidak nyambung. “Mak..maksud bapak?” “Itu, mandi kamu kurang bersih.” Maira menunduk, mencari-cari apa maksud Pandu tapi perempuan itu sama sekali tidak mengerti karena tubuhnya sekarang benar-benar bersih tanpa kotoran ataupun busa sabun. “Biar saya bantu kamu.” . . Pandu Van Sore membutuhkan seorang perempuan yang bisa melahirkan keturunan untuk keluarga Sore karena istri yang di nikahinya selama lima tahun tidak kunjung mampu memberikan keturunan untuk meneruskan nama keluarga, karena itu ia menuruti permintaan istrinya untuk menikahi seorang perempuan desa yang istrinya itu temui di tempat pelacuran. Maira adalah seorang gadis desa yang bersedia menjadi istri rahasia tuan besar keluarga Sore, dengan imbalan sejumlah harta yang akan perempuan itu dapatkan setelah nanti menyerahkan bayinya kepada keluarga yang sudah membelinya dari tempat pelacuran. Awalnya semua berjalan lancar, sampai kemudian Ghiana Van Sore di nyatakan mengandung di saat kandungan Maira berusia tiga bulan. Bagaimana kisah mereka setelahnya?