Cerita Cinta Waria Novels & Stories

I said laughing. Coral peered at the list, "She's a bad egg, that one. She's one of Cerelith's–how should I put it, decorative shadows. Lanky, dramatic, says 'darling' too much." I raised an eyebrow, "That bad?" Coral tilted her head, "She's not wicked, just..... persistent. Especially where your husband is concerned." The air cooled a fraction. "Persistent?" I echoed. "She was obsessed with him before he went to war," coral said with a shrug. "Still is. I think. She used to write him poems and slip them through the garden gate. Cerelith found it hilarious."

She did like Kenan, but she didn't want to be pushed around like a shameless woman. Kenan's eyes continued to watch Andien who was getting farther away while in front of him Alinda moved restlessly. Alinda was worried that Kenan was angry because he had intentionally interrupted her time. "Mr. ...." "What's her name?" asked Kenan, cutting Alinda off. "Andien Wiratama," Alinda replied briefly. Kenan furrowed his brows and his eyes were sharp as he spoke. "Wiratama? What is his relationship with Wisnu Wiratama?"

Kalyana agreed to Mr Made’s proposal. “So, here it is,” Mr. Made began to tell, “according to the legend circulating among the people here, there used to be a princess from the Majapahit kingdom, Putri Larasati, who fell in love with a sculptor, named Narendra, who is in charge of maintaining the Penataran Temple building. The relationship was forbidden because, apart from differences in caste, Putri Larasati was the wife of a patih (governor) who already had a son. Desperate for their condition, Putri Larasati, along with the artist and the son of the patih, fled. Several courtiers who were loyal to Putri Larasati also participated.” Mr Made’s story stopped for a moment when Mrs. Made serve

I needed a little more time to burst free from this rope and get out of this room. “This one should do too, she has such fierce eyes. She must be very beauty and her black hair too, I say he will like her.” Blaise said, and Ryker nodded. “Take her away.” Ryker said and the guards dragged the wolf out of the room. “That’s two out of five ladies, what about this one?” Blaise said and pointed to the lady next to me. “She is pretty endowed around the chest area. I am sure he will like her. I heard he is a party man, he likes them big. Alright take her.” Ryker said and the guards dragged her out of the room.

I waited for a ring back or message but was met with just silence. Usually it’s the women that didn’t rest about weddings. Planning the dressing, food and venue back-and-forth. Even if it’s fake, most of them still liked the spectacle. But Kyla… she showed absolutely nothing. She was too calm. Too detached and unbothered. Was it about her lover? The person she made that damn contract for? The one she was supposedly in love with? I never really cared to dig into her personal life. It didn’t concern me. But now… certain things didn’t sit right.

The last thing she would want is to run into anyone in her state of undress. Joe waited for Zoya downstairs while she went up to her room to shower and change. When she came back freshly showered and dressed in one of her comfiest pyjama sets, over tea and biscuits she narrated the story of how she kissed a stranger in the rain and how someone who saved her from drowning turned out to be the same stranger. Joe listened with rapt attention, giving all the appropriate responses and after much teasing, they called it a night. As she went through her nightly routine, she settled into her bed with thoughts of love on her mind. This must be love, the one she's read about and dreamt about all her l

I understand Ma'am's feelings; it must be very painful in your position because you can't take care of your child," said Carissa. "Sorry, ma'am, if I may know, why Rendi's father couldn't fall in love with you? You could even say that he tricked you and took advantage of you just to have children." Rey was very curious; there must be a reason why Rendi could act like that. "Rendi's love has run out for a woman who ended up marrying her best friend," Karin answered firmly. "Who is she?" Rey asked with a curious expression. "Vania Wibisono—that woman was Rendi's first love, which Rendi couldn't reveal because Vania was already in a relationship with Rendi's best friend, Varo," answered Karin.

Tears streamed down Sarah's cheeks as she begged for her life, her words falling on deaf ears as Zakariah stood unmoved before her. Zakariah's heart ached as he witnessed Sarah's tearful pleas for mercy. He understood all too well the horrors that awaited her in the confines of her prison cell, the brutal reality of life behind bars in a war-torn country. He knew that the soldiers stationed there had likely taken advantage of the female prisoners during the night, their lustful desires indulged at the expense of the helpless women in their captivity. But he also knew that in a world consumed by war and chaos, where every decision carried life-or-death consequences, there was little room for

XERAPHINA I have never experienced such exhilaration in my entire life as when Xariah and I dashed through the woods. Even the excitement of cattle roping in rodeos pales in comparison. For four long years, I have eagerly awaited this moment. The shock and disappointment of discovering that Cassius was my mate, as revealed by Charity, no longer burdens my thoughts. I am finally free! Xariah, my incredible wolf counterpart, exceeds all my expectations and is everything I have ever wished and prayed for from the moon goddess.