Candle Light Dinner Jakarta

"ท่านแม่ทัพข้าชอบท่านแล้วอย่างไร รูปงามแล้วอยาางไร เก่งกาจแล้วอย่างไร ถึงอย่างนั้นข้าก็ทนนิสัยเย็นชาของท่านมิไหวหรอกนะ อายุท่านกับข้าก็แทบเรียกว่าลุงกับหลานได้อยู่แล้ว สตรีไหนได้ท่านไปครอบครองต้องเฉาตายเป็นแน่....." เด็กหญิงที่ครอบครัวถูกฆ่าล้างยกหมู่บ้าน ถูกท่านแม่ทัพเก็บมาเลี้ยงในจวนจ้าว เด็กหญิงอายุเพียงแปดขวบในวันนั้น สิบปีต่อมากลายเป็นหญิงงามที่ชายใดก็ต่างหมายปอง แม่ทัพหนุ่มที่อายุเลยเข้าวัยที่ควรออกเรือนได้แล้ว กลับครองชีวิตที่ไร้พันธะผูกมัด เขามิได้มีเพียงความเก่งกาจเสียทุกด้านและวรยุทธที่สูงส่ง แต่ใบหน้าที่หล่อเหลาและรูปกายที่สง่างาม แต่ทว่ากลับมีท่าทีที่สุขุมและเย็นชา มิสนใจสตรีนางใดจนทูลขอฝาบาทว่าสตรีที่จะแต่งเข้าจวน มีเพียงชายหนุ่มเท่านั้นที่เป็นคนเลือกได้ แต่นั้นก็ไม่ได้ทำให้เขาลดความนิยมในบรรดาสาวงามทั่วเมืองหลวงได้เลยแม้แต่น้อย แต่แล้ววันหนึ่งจู่ๆกลับมีเด็กคนหนึ่งที่อายุห่างจากเขาเกือบหนึ่งรอบ มาทำให้ความเย็นชาและกำแพงของเขาค่อยๆทลายลง...... "เด็กดื้อเช่นนาง เห็นทีคงมีเพียงข้าที่จัดการได้......"

Seorang pria misterius menculik dan mencabuli beberapa anak di sekitar Jakarta secara marathon. Polisi yang menyelidiki motif dan sosok pria tersebut dibuat kelimpungan. Pasalnya, tidak ada jejak yang ditinggalkan seusai ia menjalankan aksinya, selain tato titik tiga (ellipsis) yang terukir di kening setiap korbannya...

Hanya berbekal ijazah SMA, Aisa nekad merantau ke Jakarta untuk mencari pekerjaan. Dia berharap bisa mendapatkan pekerjaan agar dirinya bisa membantu perekonomian keluarga. Namun, siapa sangka di tengah kesulitan, sebuah tawaran pernikahan kontrak dengan Konglomerat Tampan yang jijik dengan wanita, ditawarkan padanya? Akankah Aisa menerimanya?

The deal was simple – have one dinner with the notorious crime lord, Declan Shaughnessy, and my dad’s gambling debts would be canceled. But I knew I was in deep trouble when he met me at the door looking fine as hell with those piercing blue eyes and a mouthwatering body built for sin. Over dinner, I could barely breathe when his hand grazed mine, and that wolfish grin set me quivering down below. An innocent slow dance quickly turned into a down-and-dirty horizontal mambo on his couch. Now I’ve become his burning obsession, and I’m trapped by the new debts my father owes the mafia. When that devilish grin spreads across Declan’s handsome face, I know that he'll never set me free-- especially now that I’m carrying his baby. ******** This steamy romantic suspense story is a standalone novel in the Wicked Billionaires Club series. Enjoy!

During Christmas dinner, my mother-in-law hinted for the umpteenth time that she wanted a grandchild. However, my husband, Zachary Cole, who had insisted on staying child-free in the past decade, only smiled and filled her plate. After dinner, he slipped onto the balcony. "There, there. Daddy will come see you on New Year's Day," he whispered. I stood in the corner of the living room with a glass of water in my hand, feeling cold as the words sank in. I stepped forward and forced a playful tone. "I just heard you say 'Daddy.' Got a secret kid stashed somewhere?" He rubbed his nose, his voice stiff. "You must've misheard. That's… just a friend's kid." My heart sank. I'd been married to him for a decade, so I knew exactly what he looked like when he was lying.

After the college entrance exams, my parents left me at home and took their adopted daughter on a trip to the beach. A typhoon hit, and the three of them never came back. When the news reached me, I did not cry or throw a tantrum. I had their deaths registered right away and pulled out the life insurance I had bought in advance. I received one hundred million in compensation. My fiance scolded me for caring only about money. What he did not know was that I had been reborn. In my past life, after I learned about their deaths, the huge debts they had left behind fell on me. I gave up the chance to go to college and started working to pay everything back. I fought to protect our ancestral home from debt collectors. My fiance stayed with me and cheered me on when I came home late at night from delivery runs. But he never gave me a single cent to help. At thirty-five, I finally cleared every debt. On my birthday, I bought myself a ten-dollar cake to celebrate. Just as I was about to blow out the candle, the door opened. My parents and their adopted daughter, who should have died in the typhoon, walked in dressed in designer clothes. They smiled at me smugly. “Well done! We can finally believe that you aren’t greedy for money. You’ve passed the test. From today, you are qualified to be the daughter of the Jameson family.” “Jane, this brilliant idea was all thanks to you.” My adopted sister smiled. She leaned close and blew out my candle. The only light left in my twenty years of lifetime went out with it. My body gave in to exhaustion. My heart failed. I collapsed and died on the spot. When I opened my eyes again, they were about to head to the beach in the middle of the typhoon. I bought a massive accident insurance policy for them on the spot. This time, all I wanted was for them to disappear from this world forever.

Alina siswi SMA pindahan dari Bandung yang kini harus tinggal di Jakarta ikut orang tuanya. Di sekolah baru nya ia mengagumi seorang kapten basket bernama Kevin. Sosok kapten yang dingin, tampan, dan gagah juga disegani para siswa juga selalu diperhatikan oleh setiap siswi. Ikuti terus cerita Alina mengejar cinta sang kapten..

Cerita ini hanya sebuah karangan belakang tokah dan karakter semua tidak sama dengan penulis.Menceritakan tetang seorang pria dari desa yang mengadu nasip di jakarta namu nasipnya selalu di hina sang istri, hingga suatu ketika iya menjadi orang yang memiliki segalanya karena babtuan dari ayah kandungnya, yang telah meninggalkan dia dari kecil.

"You're a whore, a whore does not change overtime and you know that." He whispers back, loud enough for the older couple sitting across to hear. And they couldn't help but gasps in shock, as the older woman soaks her teeth in distaste while the older man frowns. "What did you just call me? Ethan, what did you call me? If you can't trust me, then maybe we shouldn't be together." She said, her voice barely above whisper and her eyes teary. But she felt like this was all a dream, they have been quarreling lately but not like this. It has never been like this. Earlier today when she told her sister, Eloise, about this dinner, they all hoped for an engagement. But this doesn't look like an engagement dinner, or does it?. This was some of the last words Aurelia heard from her boyfriend before she stumbled heartbroken into a bar where she meets the man who changed her life.

I had avoided Snow Judson’s father for the entire five years of our marriage. My career never matched Snow’s, so in his eyes, I would always be beneath them. That day, Snow had a work dinner and asked me to take his father for a medical checkup. When we reached the hospital, the staff told us that the appointment was not scheduled for today. Snow’s father blew up on the spot and swung his cane at me. When I tried to call Snow, I accidentally opened a video that had been posted three minutes earlier. Snow wore a lace camisole in the video. She stood at a sink in a bathroom and washed a man’s shirt by hand. I looked at the caption. [Dinner is over. My boss took great care of me. If I had a wife like her, I would want nothing more.] Snow smiled so gently in the video that I suddenly felt empty. I left a comment under the video. [Wow, is he confessing?]