Consciousness Artinya

I, Darcy Cowell, have been secretly married to my husband, Frank Winston, for seven years. He is the president of a company and has just hired a new assistant. The new assistant, Johanna Scott, is well-behaved and has a voluptuous figure. Scandalous rumors about her and Frank quickly spread throughout the company. Feeling uneasy, I seek Frank out for answers, only to overhear him telling his good friend over the phone. "I'm not interested in her. My wife, Darcy, will always be my only love." I am filled with warmth and relief at those words. A fire suddenly breaks out at the company banquet, and I get crushed under a falling cabinet. Yet, as my life hangs in the balance, Frank turns to run toward Johanna. When I next regain consciousness, I find that I have survived but lost my unborn child forever. This time, I truly lose all faith in Frank. Our child is gone, and I want him gone from my life as well.

At an investor banquet, my fiancé Tanner Clarkson’s secretary, Willow Thorne, recklessly throws a glass of wine at an investor and hurls insults without thinking. In retaliation, the investor demands that Willow make it up to him with her body, or he'll pull his funding. To ensure the company's successful IPO, Tanner hands me a glass of spiked wine. Then, he pushes me to the investor, expecting me to extinguish his flames of rage. His eyes are filled with feigned hesitation as he says, "Willow isn't like you. She just graduated—she's pure and innocent. Stop fighting it, Kathy. I'll make it up to you once the company goes public." When I regain consciousness, I stare at the man across from me, my voice hoarse. "About that deal you mentioned... I'll sign it."

Everyone in Vallermoore knew I was Cole Mitchell and Finn Archer's most treasured princess. At 12, Cole saved me from my abusive dad's grip and gave me a second shot at life. He vowed to protect me always. At 13, Finn rented out an entire amusement park for my birthday and whispered that guarding my smile was his mission for life. Now I was 23, and they locked me in a pitch-black, freezing attic for three winter days. As I slowly lost consciousness, they were busy fawning over Zoey Hart, their long-lost childhood friend. "Everything you have is mine, so it's time to give it back." After hearing what Zoey said, I left without making a scene or shedding a single tear. However, for years after, they tore the city apart and tried to find me like mad.

The night I find out I'm pregnant, my family's villa suddenly goes up in flames. I endure the suffocating smoke and run the risk of being disfigured as I run to my son's bedroom. However, it's empty. Just then, I hear his excited exclamations outside the window. "Monica, you look so cool when putting out fires! I bet you'll get first place in this upcoming Firefighter Challenge!" I'm about to head downstairs to lecture him when a wall collapses and crushes me. As I drift in and out of consciousness, I hear my stern, stoic husband praise Monica Sloan for her courage. If I'm guessing correctly, my husband and son have started this fire to please her. I stare at the door, which is so close and yet so far. I send out one final text before dying of asphyxiation.

On the Lunaris Festival, the palace banquet glittered with candlelight. It lasted until the Crown Prince rose and dismissed every consort of his for the sake of his first love, the woman he had never stopped idolizing. Everyone else accepted the gold coins from the prince and returned home for reunions. I had nowhere to go. I found a rope and hanged myself at the gate of the Withered Court. I had been reborn into this world and spent 21 years locked in the System's mission. It demanded that I court four designated male leads and earn absolute affection from at least one of them. I failed every route. The final path collapsed in my hands. The System offered one last mercy. If this body died, I could return home and reunite with my family. As my consciousness slipped away, I thought I heard someone scream my name, as if the world itself were breaking.

Mandy is a beautiful, reserved, timid and socially awkward woman. She is, however, an exceptionally good doctor who would do anything to help her patients. One day during her day off, she was surprised to receive a call from the hospital requesting her to be in the surgery theatre. She was informed that a VIP patient urgently needed her help. Alexander, the VIP patient, was in his worst state after surviving a car accident. Mandy arrived at the hospital at the right moment, and she was able to stabilize his situation. However, he was unconscious for a long time. What she did not expect was when Alex regained his consciousness, he called her his wife. Join Mandy and Alexander for a hilarious romantic comedy story where the woman unexpectedly becomes the wife of an unknown stranger. Find out how they become close and later love one another. ************* The story is under major editing! So please bare with me for a moment! Thank you... ️️️️ Dianalovesdiane

The moment the acid hit my skin, I heard my own flesh sizzle. In the last moments before my consciousness faded, my trembling fingers managed to dial my brother, the new Don of the Steele family. To my relief, Farrow finally answered. The sounds of expensive jazz and clinking glasses bled through the receiver. His voice was cold as ice. "What is it this time, Grace?" "Farrow... help me..." He cut me off before I could finish. "Listen, Betty's book launch is tomorrow night. If you dare cause a scene or embarrass the Family, I'll disown you. I'll ship you off to a convent in Sicily." The line went dead. A moment later, a second splash of acid hit my face, and the searing agony consumed me. My eyes were gone, leaving nothing but hollow, bloody sockets. You don't need to exile me, Farrow. I'm already gone. Forever.

Malaikat cantik harus turun ke bumi untuk menjalani sebuah hukuman. Bagaimana bisa seorang malaikat yang hidup tentram di akhirat harus menjalani kehidupan di bumi yang katanya begitu kejam? Di vonis Sang Senior 150 hari hidup di bumi, tentu saja tak terbayang olehnya. Malaikat cantik yang terbiasa hidup nyaman di akhirat, harus menjadi arwah gentayangan sebab tidak tahu arah tujuan. Meratapi nasib bagai arwah yang tidak diterima oleh akhirat dan sangat memohon untuk diperbolehkan pulang. Akan tetapi, Langit, seorang lekaki indigo yang memiliki kemampuan khusus, seketika merubah pandangannya tentang dunia. Yang mulanya ia menganggap dunia ini sangat ribet, ternyata tidak se-ribet itu karena Langit yang selalu mempermudahnya hidup di dunia. Hingga tumbuh perasaan aneh yang membuatnya menjadi tidak ingin pulang ke akhirat padahal masa hukumannya telah usai. Namun, bisakah dua orang dengan dunia yang berbeda bersama? Jika dipikir memakai akal sehat, itu tidak mungkin. Yang artinya, mereka tidak akan bisa bersama. Sekuat apapun itu mereka ingin mengubah takdir. Karena pada faktanya, manusia dan malaikat tidak bisa bersatu.

WARNING!!! - Adult story (21+) - Slow burn romance (alur lambat) ***** Airin terkenal sebagai wanita baik-baik, dia anak yang sangat berbakti kepada kedua orang tua. Airin tidak pernah sekalipun membantah apapun yang orang tuanya perintahkan. Termasuk ketika Bapak dan Ibu menyuruhnya menikah dengan seorang pendatang kaya raya di desa mereka, Tuan Saka Januar Pradipta. Airin tidak masalah kalau Tuan Saka masih lajang, tapi pria berusia 33 tahun itu telah memiliki 3 istri. Yang artinya, Airin... akan jadi yang keempat. Namun apakah akan sesederhana itu? Tentu saja tidak. Karena Airin menolak menjadi wanita yang tertindas. Sifat yang selama ini mati-matian dia tutupi dari orang-orang perlahan mulai muncul. Airin bukanlah gadis baik seperti yang selama ini mereka pikirkan. Dia licik dan manipulatif, sayangnya tidak ada yang menyadari itu karena wajah polosnya. Kecuali... kecuali tentu saja Tuan Saka yang terhormat. Di hadapan suaminya itu, Airin tidak pernah bisa menutupi apapun. *** Start : 31/12/20 Finish : 31/08/21 2020 by Asia July

My husband constantly ignored my pleas in my previous life, giving his salary to his first love despite my objections. After giving birth, I couldn't produce any milk due to prolonged starvation. My son cried desperately from hunger. When I finally managed to buy formula and brought it home, my husband snatched it away to give to his first love. "Vicky's milk supply is low too, and she's a widow. Let's give it to her child first," he insisted. I fought to take it back, but my husband knocked me unconscious. I staggered to look for him when I regained consciousness, only to discover my husband at Victoria Langford's house, putting on diapers for someone else's child. My son had already starved to death then, and out of despair, I followed him in death. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back to the moment I first learned of my pregnancy. This time, I chose to terminate the pregnancy and file for divorce.