Buku Black Swan

Svanna Rose is the black swan of their family. She's the main character that always play the role of antagonist to her own story. She is like Odile, the evil daughter of sorcerer who disguised as Odette. But who are we to judge her, if we are all pretending to be someone who aren't we? Who are we to judge her if she is also a victim of cruelty? Pursuing her dream to become the prima ballerina of the famous ballet 'The Swan Lake', she found herself stuck in a very dangerous situation. And all she can to do is to take a risk as she was claimed to be the black swan of Saint Vicenzo Santorini. Let's witness how she dance to the danger rhythm of uncertainty, as she slowly unveil the truth behind her cruel destiny. "My passion in dancing brought me to life, little did I know it also leads me to my own graveyard"

I was the fiancee of Lucian Veris, the celebrated Swan Prince, who had offered up the principal role in exchange for my hand. On stage, he was proud and untouchable, yet he surrendered completely to the choreography I created for "Eternal Crown." When I came back after three years in Valmont, I discovered that the understudy who mirrored me had already claimed our private rehearsal hall. At the company's welcome gala, Lucian abandoned a room full of sponsors just to chase after the crying understudy. From behind the velvet curtain, I overheard words he had never spoken to me. "Elara, I chose you only because you reminded me of her. I was looking for a replacement. But you were different. Your choreography captivated me—more than she ever could. Just make sure she never finds out until the closing night of 'Eternal Crown.'" Then came the muffled sounds of their entanglement, followed by his whispered vow. "I'll give you the principal's place." Right there, in that same room, he had once held my hand and sworn that I, Astraea Lynelle, would be his only soulmate in this lifetime. I turned and walked away, the sharp echo of my pointe shoes striking with finality. Back in the dressing room, I dialed his greatest rival, Caelan Thorne. "Mr. Thorne," I said evenly, "I accept your offer to join your company. And one more thing—prepare a gift for me. I intend to turn Lucian's grand finale into the most spectacular downfall the art world has ever seen."

At Ryder Quinn’s kindergarten parent-child sports day, I expected my husband, Michael Quinn, to be away on a business trip. Instead, I found Michael on stage, dressed in a ballet tutu, dancing as one of the "little swans" in the fathers’ performance. I had barely taken a step forward when a little girl in a floral dress darted into his arms, calling out to him in the sweetest voice, "Daddy!" There they stood: Michael, his assistant, Janine Carter, and her daughter—all in matching family outfits. The moment our eyes met, Michael quickly pulled away from her, fumbling for an excuse. "Janine’s a single mom. It isn’t easy for her. I was just helping out." I smiled, cold and steady, and handed him the divorce papers. "Then, do me a favor too, Michael. Stop wasting my youth."

nama: riven usia: 22-25 tahun (atau mau lebih muda/tua?) kepribadian: polos, agak pendiam, lebih suka menyendiri, tapi punya rasa ingin tahu yang besar latar belakang: mungkin dia tumbuh di panti asuhan, atau dia hidup sederhana di tempat terpencil sebelum semuanya berubah ciri fisik: rambut agak berantakan, mata yang selalu terlihat tenang tapi menyimpan sesuatu di dalamnya, tinggi rata-rata atau lebih tinggi dari kebanyakan orang? kelebihan: bisa membaca kode atau pola yang orang lain nggak bisa lihat, cepat belajar, dan punya daya ingat yang kuat kelemahan: terlalu mudah percaya sama orang, nggak terbiasa dengan dunia luar, sering merasa bingung dengan apa yang terjadi di sekitarnya

A nordic sentiment that catches fire briskly! "You and I are comparative, don't you be aware? In the midst of the foxes, we are two wolves who are draining from a physical issue. The frozen capital of Norway, Oslo. Silye, an asian who have been segregated and tormented as a result of her race, chooses to get away from this frozen damnation by leaping off the school constructing however is saved by being gotten by the 'Sovereign' of the school. This was certifiably not an uplifting news. This was a bad dream all alone.

Si kembar Airel dan Airen yang kecil terpaksa melihat pembunuhan sang ibu di depan mata. Dua belas tahun kemudian, mereka berusaha mengungkap dalang kematian sang ibu. Dalam perjalanannya, mereka menemukan sebuah buku merah misterius. Buku yang berisi tentang kejadian yang akan mereka temui di masa depan. Beberapa kasus harus mereka lalui. Berbagai kejanggalan juga mereka temui. Mampukah si kembar mengungkap kematian sang ibu? Siapakah penulis buku itu?

Takdirnya adalah menjadi ratu di negara Northery. Namun kekangan tradisi dan juga peraturan ketat merenggut kebahagiaan Swanaya Reinard. Kehadiran Dusk, berandalan yang bekerja untuk keluarganya, mengubah hidup Swan. "Jangan halangi! Aku akan tetap meloncat!" pekik Swan dengan tangis tertahan. "Silahkan! Jangan menyesal jika kau berakhir cacat dan tidak mati!" tanggap Dusk acuh. Sebuah kisah cinta antara bumi dan langit, melibatkan dendam masa lalu menjadi kerumitan manis juga romantis. "Cinta Romeo dan Juliet indah bagi sebagian orang. Tapi menurutku bodoh!" cibir Dusk sinis. "Aku sanggup mati demi cintaku! Apa pun resikonya!" bantah Swan "Jika kau mengerti arti kelaparan, urusan cinta adalah sepele!" ejek Dusk sinis.

Bagaimana jadinya jika memiliki suami kutu buku, introvert, cerdas, romantis, pinter masak, sukses, dan act of service? Arghh! Keberuntungan itu terjadi pada Najma! Seorang Reporter yang sangat suka menjelajahi daerah tiba-tiba, dilamar oleh Dosen sekaligus Pengusaha kertas yang bernama Izyan! Tapi disatu sisi, Izyan si lelaki hampir mendekati sempurna ini, ternyata memiliki kisah masa lalu kelam. Tak hanya itu, ia juga memiliki ibu sambung dan adik problematik yang egois sekaligus playing victim! Akankah Najma dan Izyan bisa mempertahankan pernikahan mereka? Ataukah akan menyerah?

Aku menarik sabuk pengamanku erat-erat, memegang sandaran kursi penumpang dengan satu tangan dan dipeluk erat oleh pria di belakangku sementara aku sedikit menangis tersentak. Tubuhnya yang tinggi memeluk erat tubuhku yang ringkih, tangannya yang membelai pinggangku membuat tangisan dan napasku semakin sesak. Akhirnya aku tidak tahan dan memohon, “Jangan, jangan di sini, ya?” “Jadi ke rumahmu? Hmm?” Suaranya begitu dekat hingga tubuhku langsung melemas saat mendengarnya, aku memalingkan kepalaku, tidak berani menatapnya dan hanya berkata, “Baiklah.”

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