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Davika Davidson has been sick since birth hence her family treasure her the most specially her twin brother Gulf who pledge to do as much as he can to make her happy. One day, Davi ask him to pose as a surrogate for the Billionaire Mew Johannesburg who happens to be the long lost love of hers, without having a second thought, Gulf agreed. Sporting a great disguise as a blond woman, Gulf arranged to be Mew's surrogate. After the process come to success, Gulf runaway and hide with Davika. MEW is so enrage that he raise a 100 million amount of money for anyone who can bring that surrogate for him. Wanted : The Runaway Surrogate

Finding herself in a difficult situation. Alora was heartbroken and sad when she found out that the supreme Alpha was her mate the. The only creature she had hated and wished to kill. She was the precious person in his life but she was gonna hurt him like he did to her in the past. Will she succeed knowing he is the ALPHA KING?

"I stood at the edge of my heart and watched him choose her. In the end, I was not the one he needed. I was simply the one he settled for." - Noelle ~~~~~~~ I thought I was the one he loved. But a few days before our wedding, I saw him in a way I never had before. His eyes softened as he spoke to her. His first love, and the very woman who had left him in pieces. Heartbreak was something I knew too well. And as I watched the love he still held for her in his eyes, I realized what I had to do. I couldn't marry a man who wasn't truly mine. With no means to cancel the wedding and lacking the courage to confront him, I made a desperate choice to leave. I painfully gave his first love my treasured engagement ring thinking it was for the best and the only way to free myself. But when he saw that ring on her finger, the fragile world I had tried to escape began to shatter. His obsession to find me and bring me back ignited a dangerous game of cat and mouse.

Aku hamil delapan bulan. Satu kontraksi serasa seperti sebilah pisau yang merobek tubuhku. Namun suamiku, Darren sang bos mafia, menolak membawaku ke rumah sakit. Anggi, istri dari mendiang kakaknya, juga sedang menunggu waktu melahirkan. Untuk membuka jalan agar dia bisa melahirkan lebih dulu, Anggi menunjukkan apa yang disebut-sebut sebagai bukti perselingkuhanku, bersikeras bahwa anak yang kukandung tidak memiliki darah Keluarga Pandita. Karena pewaris Keluarga Pandita haruslah cucu laki-laki pertama yang lahir. Darren memercayainya. Dia mengurungku di sebuah gudang anggur tua yang terbengkalai. "Jangan sedetik pun kamu pikir aku nggak tahu apa yang sudah kamu lakukan. Dengar baik-baik. Kamu nggak akan melahirkan anak haram itu sebelum aku memastikan sendiri garis darahnya." "Anak Anggi berdarah murni. Aku harus memastikan anaknya menjadi cucu laki-laki pertama keluarga ini." Aku berusaha mati-matian untuk menjelaskan semuanya. "Air ketubanku hampir pecah! Aku mohon, bawa aku ke rumah sakit! Dia anakmu! Aku bersumpah demi nyawaku!" "Aku nggak akan pernah memperjuangkan posisi pewaris! Aku cuma ingin bayiku selamat!" Darren menendangku dan melirikku dingin. "Siapa yang tahu kalau nanti kamu berubah pikiran? Jangan khawatir. Aku akan kembali setelah Anggi melahirkan. Saat bayi itu lahir, aku akan melihat sendiri siapa ayahnya." Beberapa saat kemudian, ketika dia menatap bayi yang menangis di pelukan Anggi, barulah dia teringat padaku. Namun, salah satu anak buahnya datang melapor dengan suara gemetaran. "Bos, Nyonya ... dan anaknya .... Mereka berdua sudah meninggal."

Coming out from the prison, Caroline came home to see her best friend and her husband of five years cheating on her on her matrimonial bed. She was served a divorce letter and asked by her husband. and heartbroken and in pain, she meets a handsome stranger whom she had a night of passion with. But it turns out that the stranger is her husband's boss, who saved her from losing her job and, in return, presented her a contract. “Marry me , and I will protect you from going back to prison again.” What will happen when Caroline later discovers that she is pregnant. The father of her pregnancy is yet to be known. will she stoop to conquer as she is thrust into the power struggles of the Johnsons family? or will the day of the contract be the start of her doom?

A rogue and a runt. A born and raised alpha. A boy with a secret. And a man bent on changing fate, no matter who gets harmed. ~ "Have you contacted the council about the rogues?" "Yes and they say that rogues don't band together in mass amounts." "Did you tell them about the lack of scents?" I roll my eyes at his question. "Of course I did." "And?" "And they think there's a witch out there causing havoc for the rogues," I scoff. "They said that only a witch could hide a wolf's scent but I can't seem to think of what witch would be out there doing silly experiments that won't benefit them. They'd be better off working with a pack if they had any interest there at all." "I get where they're coming from but this is mass reports across the country," he says pointing to the map. "I've been on the phone with packs all over the country having the same issues. We seem to have a higher concentration as of late," he furrows his brows. "Other packs have been having decreases of these rogues?" He nods. "This past week alone we've had six sightings and it's only Thursday." I feel tension rise behind my eyes as the realization hit me. "It's Celeste, isn't it. . ." (rewrite of Innocent Little Runt

(Sudah TERBIT) ISBN : 978-602-429-559-2 Nayla Arinza rela mengorbankan impian dan cita-citanya menjadi seorang arsitek. Ia juga rela mengorbankan cintanya kepada sang kekasih, Revano Satria, demi memenuhi permintaan terakhir kakaknya. Setelah melahirkan putri pertamanya, kondisi Aleya sangatlah kritis. Sebelum meninggal dunia, ia menyuruh sang adik untuk menikahi suaminya dan merawat anaknya. Abyan Raffasya, pemilik perusahaan properti terbesar di Jakarta. Ia menikahi Nayla hanya karena desakan dari keluarganya. Selama menikah, Abyan tidak pernah memperlakukan Nayla sebagai istrinya. Berbagai usaha telah Nayla lakukan untuk meluluhkan hati sang suami. Namun, tidak membuahkan hasil karena Abyan masih belum bisa melupakan Aleya bahkan setelah tiga tahun kepergiannya. Kota Yogyakarta dan keindahannya, menyeret Nayla kembali ke masa lalu. Ia dipertemukan kembali dengan sang mantan yang sudah menjadi senior arsitek di Amerika Serikat. Cinta mereka pun kembali bersemi. Sampai akhirnya takdir menghadapkan Nayla dengan dua pilihan, antara mempertahankan rumah tangganya atau kembali kepada cinta pertamanya. Lalu siapakah yang akan ia pilih? Untuk pemesanan melalui IG penulis @_anita.rai

The reality was cruel for him while her fantasies of him were awakening. The difference between the bitterness of his life never matched the lightness of weight she had. Adeline Celestine Gray, the bratty daughter of the most known hotelier in all of Asia never realized that one day will come for her to meet Kaius Nathaniel Ramirez, one of the youngest billionaires ever known. As their secrets slowly unveiled, their sincereness in life slowly drifted away. Now, as the moments pass and the challenges are built, will he still run to Mr. Billionaire's arms?

"Kau membiarkan tangan fana itu menyentuh kulit suci seorang Batara. Kau tahu risikonya. Jika kau meneruskan ini, kau tidak hanya kehilangan keabadian mu, tapi jiwamu akan dikunci dalam siklus penderitaan manusia selama seratus kelahiran.""Dia tidak punya siapa-siapa," bisik Bima akhirnya, suaranya terdengar sangat kecil di hadapan keagungan langit."Dunia ini terlalu jahat untuknya. Jika aku tidak turun membantunya, siapa yang akan memberinya keadilan?" "Bukan tugasmu untuk menjadi pahlawan bagi satu jiwa yang malang!" balas Indra tajam."Jika kau tidak segera kembali ke kahyangan sekarang, garis hidupmu akan terikat permanen dengan garis hidupnya yang terkutuk itu. Kau akan merasakan sakitnya saat dia terluka, dan kau akan hancur saat dia tiada."

During a long holiday, my husband booked flights for a family vacation. On the way to the airport, I suddenly saw numbers appearing on everyone’s head. The numbers on my husband’s head indicated sixty years, but my parents and I had only six hours indicated on our heads. While I was puzzled over the meaning of those numbers, I noticed that the driver next to us only had six seconds indicated over his head through the car window. Five… Four… Three… Two… One. When the number turned zero, a massive truck immediately rammed into the car next to us. I saw flickers of fire, flesh and blood exploding before my eyes. People were screaming for help, but I could not hear anything. I trembled as cold sweat drenched my entire body. It was because my flight would be taking off in six hours.