Crush Sign

In an academy beyond reality, four boys are crazy in love with Seraphine Vale A vampire with secrets. A werewolf with a dangerous past. A dragon boy with fire in his veins. An incubus who knows her darkest desires. Welcome to AETHERBORN: Crushes, Curses & CREATURES where nothing is as it seems.. and some crushes come with a curse Romance. Mystery. Magic. Danger. Academy fantasy just got hotter.

Five years. That's how long Alina Hayes has been Mrs. Daniel Blackwood—in name only. Their arranged marriage gave her a title, a mansion, and a son to love. But her billionaire husband? He's never shared her bed, remembered their anniversary, or looked at her like a wife. When Clarissa Sterling—Daniel's first wife, the woman who abandoned them—returns, everything Alina built crumbles. His mother wants her gone. High society whispers. And Daniel? He won't fight for her. Alina faces an impossible choice: stay invisible in a loveless marriage, or walk away from the only child who's ever called her "Mom."

My childhood sweetheart and I are about to exchange rings at our wedding ceremony. Just then, a young woman charges into his arms and says pitifully, "Don't abandon me." My childhood sweetheart brought her home when he was in high school after chancing upon her by the roadside. Everyone knows how doting he is toward her. When she charges into his arms, she "accidentally" shoves me aside. I lose my balance and fall off the stage, knocking my head on the steps. I end up in a coma. When I wake up again, I'm taken back to the day my childhood sweetheart meets the young woman.

I was madly in love with James Gates for 10 years. So mad that everyone in the Imperium said that I was addicted to him. How far did it go? I wouldn't allow any woman to get close to him. I wanted to eliminate every woman around him. In the end, James sent me to rehab. While others quit smoking, drinking, or gaming, I was quitting James. But later, I truly moved on from him. Yet, he regretted it and, in the pouring rain, begged me to love him again.

I sat at the table, watching the food grow cold, much like my heart. Today was my birthday. It was also Leslie Buck's birthday—Katherine White's childhood sweetheart. I unlocked my phone and opened Leslie's social media page. As expected, a new post awaited me. "Grateful to have you by my side for every birthday. Let's keep our promise to celebrate every one of them together in the future!" The photo showed two hands forming a heart in front of a cake. One of them was Katherine's. I could tell from the bracelet she wore. It was the one I had given her. I gave the post a like, then set my phone aside. Without hesitation, I dumped the dishes Katherine liked into the trash and went out to a restaurant to order the food I liked, celebrating my birthday alone. From now on, I would make sure to enjoy every birthday of mine.

Kalista Laila Jaffa, harus dihadapkan pada situasi yang tak terbayangkan, saat harus menikah dengan Bian Qais Lianda, suami dari sahabatnya sendiri yang bernama Jihan Violetta. Kalista dan Bian yang awalnya menolak pernikahan, berakhir pasrah, karena Jihan mengancam mengakhiri hidup, apabila suami dan sahabatnya tidak mau menikah. Apa alasan Jihan rela menikahkan suaminya dengan Kalista? Padahal Bian seorang pria yang setia dan penuh cinta. Apa ada rahasia yang ditutupi oleh Jihan? Mampukah Kalista melewati hari-hari sebagai madu sahabatnya?

Jatuh cinta dengan pasien sendiri? Pernah. Sakit hati dengan pasien sendiri? Pernah juga. Selalu berada di titik terendah pasien? Tentu saja, pernah. Katakan saja jika Dokter Bella, Spesialis Jiwa dan Psikiater di RS Jiwa Provinsi, memiliki sebuah perasaan aneh. Sebab, selama 5 tahun dinas di sana, hatinya telah berlabuh kepada seorang pasien dengan gangguan jiwa halusinasi dan isolasi sosial. Namanya, Kaisar Magenta. Mahasiswa tingkat akhir Teknik Kimia menjadi gangguan jiwa karena sebuah peristiwa besar yang disembunyikan, membuat keluarganya memutuskan untuk memasukkan ke dalam RS Jiwa.

I was the sole front desk clerk at a haunted hotel. Welcoming players, checking in on the bosses’ quarters, and slacking off a bit were all part of the job. At least, that was what I thought. It turned out my days were far from ordinary. A blood-drenched little girl in a tattered red dress kept ringing the service bell. Her eerie voice echoed, “Miss, why didn’t you come play with me?” A creepy black cat with glowing eyes wouldn’t stop meowing and rubbing against my legs. And then there was the old woman with claws like knives, cheerfully knitting me a sweater… out of players’ skin. One day, I took a day off to care for my sick mother. That was my biggest mistake. The entire game instance erupted in chaos. Bosses interrogated players, demanding to know where their precious front desk clerk had gone. “Did she abandon us? Is she never coming back?” I ran. They chased. But no matter how fast I fled, their grip on me only tightened. In the end, escape wasn’t an option.

My grandmother only knows how to draw one thing—infants. They're ugly, but people line up to buy the paintings. I watch as she takes those women into unlit rooms. Then, their bloodcurdling screams will ring out. Oddly enough, they always thank my grandmother when they're leaving. One day, I finally find out what exactly my grandmother paints. I discover the truth when I see an infant crawl out of one of the women's bellies—it looks just like the one my grandmother has painted.

When my son was born, I noticed a small, round birthmark on his arm. But the weird thing? By the time I opened my eyes again after giving birth, it was gone. I figured maybe I'd imagined it. That is, until the baby shower. My brother-in-law's son, born the same day as mine, had the exact same birthmark. Clear as day. That's when it hit me. I didn't say a word, though. Not then. I waited. Eighteen years later, at my son's college acceptance party, my brother-in-law stood up and dropped the truth bomb: the "amazing" kid I'd raised was theirs. I just smiled and invited him and his wife to take their "rightful" seats at the table.