Death Mote New World

Saat berusia 12 tahun, Piero menyaksikan kakaknya dibunuh oleh lima orang. Dendam itu ia bawa hingga dewasa, di usia ke-18 tahun ia telah menjadi pembunuh untuk pertama kalinya yang membawanya masuk ke penjara. Namun, setelah ia keluar dari penjara, ia kembali memburu empat orang yang terlibat lainnya, membunuh mereka satu per satu. Puncaknya, ia harus menghadapi Garrett, pengedar narkoba kelas kakap sekaligus dalang utama kematian kakaknya, disinilah pertarungan hidup dan mati yang menentukan apakah Piero akan bertahan membalaskan dendamnya atau ia kalah dalam medan pertempuran.

I've been in a relationship with Ralph Green for seven years. However, he tells me he's sick of me. He finds himself a younger and prettier woman. I don't break down or cause a scene this time. I merely turn and leave. He's confident that I won't leave him because of how much I love him. Later, he finally finds a way to contact me. "Has it been fun pretending like you've gone missing, Mabel? Hurry up and come back once you've had enough of this fit." I'm not awake. The person beside me, Ambrose Steele, takes my phone away. He holds the phone up and deliberately leans down to kiss my cheek. "Mabes can't come to the phone. She's exhausted from last night."

Calista Harmony had it all—beauty, magic, authority, and wealth. Yet with just a single wish, her crown fell, together with everything that she possessed for being the successor of the throne. No more jail dressed like castle. She's no longer married to a jerk dressed as prince. No more formidable control, and pretension, and life that is not for her to decide. Waking up in a completely different world, it seems like her prayers were answered by the heavens, bestowed on her the life she never had. She's free! But . . . what is this parching breeze enveloping her body as her gaze scans this foul-smelling, stingy place? She took her time to absorb what's happening, and it didn't last long. "I'm in a stable . . . " she murmured, looking at the horses lined in rows, left and right. "No way!" Her voice sounded like a loud thunder after minutes of blinking and convincing herself that these are nothing but a joke. The feet. The fur. The tail. "I ran away from being a princess just to be a . . . horse?"

Luka masa lalu yang Nayyara miliki membuat trauma yang begitu dalam padanya. Mempengaruhi sikapnya terhadap orang lain terutama lawan jenis. Nayyara sangat sulit untuk percaya dengan seseorang, ia pun sulit beradaptasi dengan lingkungan baru. Mimpi buruk bayangan masa lalu pun sering datang pada saat kondisi tubuh dan pikirannya terganggu.***Nayyara berjuang mengubur masalalunya hingga ia bisa menjadi Sekretaris yang di segani di perusahaan besar. Namun kisah cintanya tak semulus perjalanan kariernya, Kisah cintanya bersama Narotama seorang pemuda kaya harus menghadapi rintangan yang sangat berat. Narotama harus menghadapi semua tuntutan orang tuanya. Di sisi lain Nayyara malah mengalami kejadian seperti masalalu, yang membuat Nayyara semakin hancur dan terpuruk.Akankah mereka akan bersatu??

Irene ended herself in a billionaire's bed, drunk having been entrusted with the sole task of saving her father's business after her father's mistress pushed it into bankruptcy. Irene is forced to confront reality after spending a passionate night with the city's prince. With no other option, her father's business must not go bankrupt, therefore she must accept a contract marriage with the haughtiest guy she has ever encountered. When she realizes she is going to play mother to a five-year-old kid who also happens to be her one-night stand's daughter, what will she do?

Usually girls loves to shop and paint their nails. But not for Valerie Hernandez. Unlike every other girls, she loves dealing with cars. She could even spend hours in the garage. This year will be Valerie last year in high school. The thought of her graduating with her boyfriend and best friend bring a smile to her face. Unexpectedly, a new student is transferring to her school. Once she laid eyes on him, she know her senior year won't go as smoothly as she thinks. What happen when Valerie and the the new student became friend? Will she feel annoyed or the exact opposite? Knowing Valerie has a boyfriend, can she choose between the two of them?

He’s going to make me break my number one rule. And possibly lose my job. How dare he? It’s pretty simple, though. Don’t date students. Which is normally easy to stick to. Who wants to date an eighteen-year-old boy? Not me. I much prefer an older man with rough hands that knows what he’s doing. Enter Mr. Evans. A single father billionaire with more time on his plate than he knows what to do with. And the man is brilliant and wickedly delicious. Much to my surprise, he’s quickly becoming my star pupil, which means he gets more of my time than necessary. But I can’t help myself. He’s exactly what I need in my life, in my bed, kissing me at the stroke of midnight… And the best is even though he’s older than me, he’s more than willing to let me teach him a few new tricks. Let's just hope we don't get caught.

Autumn Ivanka is a Rogue who was recently kicked out of her Pack for a crime. She goes in search of a new life at the famous New Falls University and life seemed to go well for her. But just one accidental meeting with the infamous Ash Luxton, the king of the mafia city turned her life into a dangerous roller coaster. Not only had she attracted the undying desire of Ash Luxton, but she had managed to pull the obsession of other top dogs of the city. She was the hot cake but what happens to Autumn when she discovers there were more to the men she had forbidden relationships with?

Past memories, broken promises, and past tragedy. Assassins, Royalties, Commoners and Criminals. Silver and Gold. Wealth and Poverty. A crime that continues to chain and haunt them from the past. Unintentional mistake done by anger. An investigation to closed a case way back on year 2004. A Princess to give justice on. And a culprit to pay.

I used to be the most promising composer of my generation. But while I was working on my latest piece, my husband Charles Lambert's childhood friend destroyed everything I had. She slashed my face, stole my compositions, and set fire to my house—leaving me to burn alive alongside the kitten I'd just adopted. Then, as if my death were just a spark for her success, she posted my compositions online, claiming I'd plagiarized her. And people believed her. Everyone did. Strangers on the internet sneered and spat my name, and my own husband, Charles, chose to believe her over me. Even the International Musical Society rescinded my award and handed it to her without a second thought. My students, who once followed me loyally, were now fawning over her. I became the laughingstock of the entire internet—mocked, discredited, erased. It wasn't until a week later, when someone stumbled upon the charred remains of my lakeside studio, that they found what was left of me.