Blossom In Winter

️️ Cerita dewasa, bukan bacaan anak kecil! ️️ Harap bijak sesuai usia kalian! ️️ Bukan Squel. "Panggil namaku," bisik Tian. Gigi Shashi menancap di bibir bawahnya, pipinya bersemu merah. "T-tuan Li," gumamnya ragu-ragu. "Bukan begitu cara memanggilku." Tian menyibak rambut yang menutupi kening Shashi dan tatapanya lembut menyorot wanita di bawahnya yang terlihat lemah dan mendambakannya. "Christian," erang Shashi. Tian tersenyum. "Nah, itu baru benar." *Bukan Squel Selamat membaca.

Ran Cecilia— seorang 'Janda Muda' yang belum lama diceraikan suaminya ini menyamar sebagai anak SMA. Sementara Ran harus menutupi identitasnya, dia juga harus berurusan dengan Gilang Kertarajasa--lelaki buaya di sekolah itu yang diam-diam tertarik dengan tubuhnya. "Dasar playboy IQ jongkok!" —Ran Cecilia. "Kasih gue waktu sebulan untuk buat Ran tergila-gila sama gue." —Gilang Kertarajasa. Di sini Ran diuji kesabarannya. Terlebih dengan godaan berondong buaya sekelas Gilang. Bagaimana aksi Ran Cecilia dalam mempertahankan identitas dan juga hatinya?

“What… what do you think you are doing?" I stuttered as his fingers slowly ran up my thighs. I whimpered as he pressed his groin against me, feeling every inch of his bulge pressing against me. “I already told you, little wolf. I want you to want me, I want you to ache for me. I want you to beg me to have my way with you" He whispered into my ear then he placed a kiss on my neck and I shivered with lust. “This wasn't part of the deal" I murmured and he chuckled. “Just say the word, Dahlia. Tell me how much you want me" He murmured and my eyes widened as I felt his warmth slowly disappear as he moved away from me slowly. Before he could get away, I grabbed onto his hand and stared into his eyes. I knew I was making the wrong decision but… “I want you" ~ After being accused of being a murderer by her mate, Dahlia has to find a way to prove her innocence and the only way to do that was to strike a deal with the Alpha King who has danger and sex written all over him. Accepting his deal came with a whole more baggage than she bargained for. What happens when Dahlia despite all odds finds herself attracted to the Alpha King she so dearly wants to despise, a man that was incapable of loving? What happens when secrets begin to unfold before their very eyes? What happens when the Alpha King, his Beta and her mate all want the same girl?

⚠️⚠️⚠️ Mature content! Banyak adegan dewasa yang hanya cocok untuk usia 21 tahun ke atas. Harap kalian bijak menyikapi dan sesuaikan usia kalian. Waktu tidak mungkin bisa diputar kembali, selaput dara yang telah robek tidak mungkin bisa kembali utuh. Grace hanya bisa pasrah menerima bahwa kini ia bukan gadis yang suci lagi. "Kau benar-benar iblis yang tidak berperasaan." Akhirnya hanya itu yang mampu Grace lontarkan dari sekian banyaknya cacian dan makian yang menjerit di otaknya. "Iblis? Jika aku adalah iblis, maka kupastikan akan kuseret kau ke dalam neraka yang sama bersamaku, Grace," ucap William sambil menyeringai penuh kemenangan. "Dan sebagai balas budi kepada keluarga Johanson, aku ingin kau menjadi simpananku. Selamanya."

“I love him and I have never loved you so if you know what good for you, you'll let me go” I muttered through clenched teeth as I stared into his eyes but his fingers just tightened around my neck, not so much that it hurt but enough to keep me in place as he leaned down close, the tip of our nose touching. “Your mouth is saying something else while your body, your body knows who it belongs to. You'll always be mine and I'll do anything to make sure of that”... ~ Scarlett had never expected that the one who would ruin her life would be her mate, her husband, Alexander Hilton. Falling in love with him had been her biggest mistake and she vowed never to love again but when he comes back into her life and is ready to kill and die for her, Would she still be able to keep that vow? When another Alpha comes into the picture and is willing to burn the whole world just to have her, can she resist his charm? When truth, Secrets and lies began to unfold, Scarlett is left with a decision to make. Who will she choose? The Alpha who ruined her life or the Alpha with many secrets?...

️21+ sesuaikan usia kamu sebelum membaca tulisanku yang pasti bukan untuk anak remaja apa lagi anak kecil."Vanilla, kau tahu apa yang kau lakukan?" "Tentu saja aku tahu." Ia menggesekkan area sensitifnya di benda berotot milik Nick. Bibirnya mengulas senyum penuh kemenangan yang terkesan jail. "Jangan salahkan aku jika... argh!" Nick menggeram, putus asa. "Fuck off!" "Jika apa?" "Jika benda itu tidak sengaja masuk, kau tahu itu risikonya, Vanilla," geram Nick jengkal karena Vanilla semakin menggodanya. Gadis itu terasa lembut, licin, dan hangat, Nick bisa merasakannya. Vanilla semakin menggoda Nick, menggesekkannya dengan lembut sambil mengerang dan menciumi sudut bibir bibir Nick berulang-ulang. "Nick... aku... sepertinya berubah pikiran."Nick mengatur napasnya. "Vanilla, jika kau terus bergerak ada kemungkinan benda itu akan tersesat masuk ke dalam." "Dia tidak akan tersesat kecuali kau menuntunnya." "Vanilla, it's not fucking jokes."

Most people often see marriage as a reincarnation for women. So, countless foolish women jump into one without a second thought. Many people see my husband as the perfect husband. He cared for me and loved me in every way. Yet, he still cheated on me right under my nose. Faced with the hypocrisy and ugliness behind his facade as a perfect husband, I've decided to serve him karma on a silver platter!

In the third year of her marriage, Natalie Spencer uncovers a devastating truth. Her blindness wasn't caused by a car accident. No, it was because her beloved husband, Jason Pereira, plotted to have her corneas removed and transplanted them into his first love. The only reason he married her in the first place was to save that other woman. The marriage Natalie once took pride in turns out to be nothing but a calculated lie. Crushed, she quietly begins planning her escape. Half a month later, she vanishes without warning. She leaves behind nothing but a signed divorce agreement and a jar of formaldehyde containing an undeveloped embryo. Those are her final gifts to Jason. He loses his mind searching for her, scouring the world in desperation. But when he finally finds her, she's no longer alone. There's another man by her side. Jason stands in front of her, eyes red with guilt and regret. "Natalie, I was wrong. Please don't leave me. Not like this." But the Natalie standing before him now is radiant and powerful—she's an internationally acclaimed artist and a woman reborn. She looks at the man she once loved and feels nothing. "Jason, I'm not that blind bat who used to live and breathe for you anymore." She turns and wraps her arms around the regal man beside her with a smile. "Someone's bothering your wife. Aren't you going to deal with him?" The man smiles back, leans in, and kisses her in front of everyone. "Of course. Whatever my wife says, goes."

Adrian Quirrel, the heir to the Quirrel family, had been in poor health since childhood. Guided by the old superstition that marriage could restore his health, his family had taken in four young women, with only one to be chosen as his bride. On the selection day, they invited a renowned astrologer to read our birth charts. As soon as he said I carried a healing energy and could bear healthy heirs, the Quirrels decided on the spot that I would be Adrian's bride. Three months later, his health miraculously improved, and I soon found myself pregnant with twins—a boy and a girl. The family elders were ecstatic and even promised that my son would become the Quirrels' future heir. But on the night of the christening, Adrian locked me and the babies in the basement. I broke down and demanded an explanation. He sneered and replied, "If it weren't for your so-called 'healing energy,' Emily would've been my wife. "She wouldn't have jumped to her death at such a young age if she hadn't been pushed to that point. Tonight, I want you and your children to accompany her in death." He grabbed a nearby iron rod and savagely brought it down onto our babies. I threw myself over the babies, but Adrian kicked me aside. Blood splattered across the walls and floor, and my babies' breathing gradually weakened until it stopped. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day Adrian chose his bride.

My son spiked a sudden high fever, scorching like a flame under my touch. I frantically dialed 911 for help, but the dispatcher on the line kept repeating questions, dragging it out. By the time the ambulance siren finally wailed in the distance, my son had already grown cold and still in my arms. Less than a year later, my husband and I split up amid endless grief and finger-pointing. I dragged on like an empty shell until one day I got an e-invite to his wedding. The moment I clicked the voice message, my blood ran cold. The bride's voice echoed exactly like that sluggish dispatcher from back then. In a breakdown, I bolted out of the house and got caught in the path of a speeding subway train, plunging me into darkness. When I opened my eyes again, my son's cries pierced the air from the next room, his forehead blazing hot against my palm. My husband thrust the phone toward me. "Quick, call 911! I'll grab a cold compress." My hands trembled as I dialed, and a chillingly familiar voice answered, "Hello, 911 emergency services."