Bloom Into You

My son was no longer with us. His heart, while he still breathed, was cruelly harvested and given to someone of influence—Michele Finnen, the wife of Scott Langley. Just because she had heart disease and was powerful, she sent people to snatch my son away. As an orphan and now a single mother, my son was all the family I had. He would curl up in my arms and whisper, "Mommy, don't be scared. I'll protect you when I grow up!" He was the center of my universe. Consumed by a seething hatred for Michele, I craved vengeance. I was determined to reclaim my son's heart myself, ensuring he would leave this world whole. To do that, I set my sights on Michele's husband, Scott. He was still enamored with his first love. But fate played a cruel joke: suddenly, out of nowhere, that very woman experienced a car accident. And the strangest part? I looked almost just like her.

"I want you back, Cali." I utter, looking at her eyes. "What?" Shock written in her face. "I want you back," She scoffs, "You must be gone crazy." "I'm serious. I want you back. I still love you, Cali..." She slaps me. "You want me back? Then you are a jerk! You left me. You left me here when you already made a promise that we'd always be together." The sounds of her crying and her broken voice broke my heart into pieces. "Sorry. I'm sorry, " After all, this is all I can say. My tears started to fell on my cheeks.

A guy with someone in his heart changes when he sees the mysterious girl and falls in love, despite knowing her true identity. A hundred-year-old vampire falls for a 19-year-old Wolftaur, half human and half werewolf. Is there a connection between the two, or is it just a common one-sided love?

Aaron Miller is your typical high school boy, interested in romance and such, the only difference is that he likes boys... That's right, Aaron is gay, and there is this boy that he likes even at the beginning of Senior high School, and that is Aziel De Vega, the Mr. Popular of the school. At the end of their senior year, Aaron confessed, but he was turned down horribly. Now 3 years later, they met again at college. And Somehow, Aziel is a different guy, he kept on hanging out with Aaron like he wants him or something... Is this finally it? Is he finally into Aaron?

After a year of marriage, Erin Lane’s husband has still never laid a hand on her. However, she finds out that he goes to another woman constantly. Enraged, she insists on divorce, splitting their assets and causing a huge fuss. She would get out of this marriage with her dignity intact! However, Erin ends up sleeping with another man. Worse, this man was the company president that everyone calls a pervert! Erin ends up out of the frying pan but into the fire. Now, it’s up to her own will to determine where her fate leads.

With God as her witness, Holly Sullivan had always been a good girl. Taken in by the Hoffman family at a young age, she had spent eighteen years longing for a way to repay Ronald Hoffman's kindness and the life he gave her. However, she could not bring herself to accept the marriage proposal he put forward—not when her heart already belonged, entirely and irreversibly, to Luke Hoffman. On the night of her eighteenth birthday, Luke—drunk and dangerously charming—lured her into bed. From that moment on, it was not just her heart she had given away. She gave him everything.

After eight years of marriage, I finally get pregnant with Claude Frey's child. It's my sixth round of IVF, and my last chance. The doctor says I can't put my body through it again. I'm overjoyed, ready to share the good news with him. But a week before our anniversary, I received an anonymous photo in the mail. In it, he was bending down to kiss another woman's pregnant belly. That woman is his childhood sweetheart, the one his family watched grow up. She's gentle and well-mannered, and the kind of daughter-in-law every parent dreams of. The funniest part is that his entire family knows about her pregnancy, except me. I'm just the punchline in their joke. It turns out that the marriage I've been holding together despite all my wounds is nothing but a carefully crafted lie. Fine. I don't want Claude anymore, and I'll never let my child be born into a world built on lies. I book my ticket to leave on our eighth anniversary. It's also the very day he's supposed to take me to see the sea of roses. Before we got married, he promised me a sea of flowers all my own. But instead, I find him in front of the rose garden, kissing his pregnant childhood sweetheart. After I leave, he starts searching for me everywhere. "Don't go, please?" he begs. "I was wrong. Don't leave." He finally remembers the promise he'd made to me and plants the most beautiful roses in the world in that garden. But I don't need it anymore.

Having grown up together, Selena Campbell and Frederick Lancaster were childhood sweethearts known as the perfect golden couple. To support him, she planned every step with painstaking care and calculated each move to perfection. She eliminated every obstacle in his path and paved the way for him to become the only Warbringer in Aurensia. Selena thought their love would eventually lead to marriage. But one day, a plain-looking young woman suddenly walked into Frederick’s life. At first, he said, "A mountain girl like her? She's beneath you, hardly even worth a second glance." Later, he said, "She's simple-minded and naive. Don't bother with her, Lena." But Selena slowly came to realise that the way Frederick looked at her was growing colder by the day. And when he looked at that young woman, there was a spark in his eyes—like he'd come alive again, full of the passion and recklessness of youth. One day, Frederick turned to her with a weary look and said, "Selena, how's our picture-perfect life treating you? Because honestly... I think I'm getting a little tired of it." That very night, Selena tore up the betrothal contract and left without a backward glance. "You won't survive without me!" Frederick roared furiously. But Selena smiled softly. "No. You're nothing without me, Your Highness."

Di umurnya yang hampir kepala tiga. Shana Sabana didesak orang tua dan seluruh keluarganya untuk segera menikah dan membangun rumah tangga. Bukan Shana yang tidak mau, tetapi lelaki yang ia harapkan membangun istana seumur hidup itu tak kunjung terlihat hilalnya. Di saat yang sama, entah semesta sedang bercanda. Ia bertemu dengan Saka, pemilik cafe di dekat tempat kerja Nana sahabatnya. Pada ketukan pertama pertemuan mereka, Shana sudah dibuat hilang rotasi. Shana sudah kadung malu dengan Saka hingga ia sengaja menarik diri dari lelaki itu tetapi semesta mendorong keduanya bersama. Namun, siapa sangka, obrolan dan perasaan mereka lebih dahulu mengembara sebelum tahu keyakinan keduanya berbeda. Shana yang menengadahkan kedua tangan dengan Saka yang menyatukannya kala berdoa. Satu yang Shana dan Saka sadari, prasada yang diimpikan Shana tak bisa sepenuhnya dengan mudah Saka wujudkan. Tidak cukup karena itu, kehadiran Kania Atmadja sebagai mantan terakhir Saka mampu membuat Shana kalang kabut. Di saat Kania mampu menjadi pasangan seiman sementara ia hanya bisa seamin. Belum lagi sepupunya sendiri, Lusi yang juga menaruh rasa pada Saka sejak lama. Bagaimana kelanjutan kisah Shana dan Saka? Apakah Saka adalah orang yang akan mengabulkan prasada yang diimpikan Shana? Atau mungkin hubungan keduanya akan karam bahkan sebelum mereka bisa berlabuh?

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming. The city was already cracking beneath me. Power grids flickering like dying stars. Tech failing. Screens static. The sky bruising in strange new colors. Everyone said it was coincidence. Collapse. Noise. But I knew better. The moment I felt her breath on my skin — even if I couldn’t see her — I knew the end had already arrived. And I had something to do with it. Ten butterflies followed me after that. Not literal ones. Not always. They shimmered in my periphery. Each the wrong color. Each too vivid. Each drawn to me like heat to blood. They touched me in dreams. They watched me when I undressed. They whispered without words. I could taste their want. Some called me cursed. Broken. Unstable. But the truth is simpler. I’m blooming again — and they all feel it. They don’t love me. They remember me. They remember what I used to be — what I still am, underneath the silence. One of them burned me with just a kiss. One broke my spine with kindness. One slid her hand under my shirt like it was always hers. One cries when she touches me. One never speaks, but her eyes dig. One wants to keep me. One wants to ruin me. And one just wants to finish what we started. They think I’m choosing. I’m not. My body already did. And now the bloom inside me is turning darker.