Dragon Genesis: I Can Create Dragons

Karapatan ko rin yata ang maging masaya't piliing tahakin ang landas na nais ko nang hindi ako pinupukol ng bato nang sinumang taong madaraanan ko.

Orlando Atmanegara sudah terbiasa menghadapi seribu satu sifat manusia sehubungan dengan pekerjaanannya sebagai seorang polisi. Tetapi saat dia harus menjaga seorang wanita yang kredibilitasnya luar biasa buruk dari seburuk-buruknya manusia, dia amat sangat tersiksa. Candramaya Daniswara adalah seorang mantan istri dari seorang pengusaha papan atas negri ini yang terpaksa diceraikan suaminya karena kelakuan nakal dan buruknya yang sudah tidak dapat di tolerir lagi. Bagaimana seorang Orlando Atmanegara menjaga seorang wanita nakal seperti Maya yang nyaris saja menjadi korban pembunuhan dan kini menderita amnesia? Bagaimana pula dengan Nayaka Bratadikara yang mendadak jatuh cinta lagi pada mantan istrinya yang sudah berubah kepribadiannya akibat amnesianya? "Kamu adalah wanita yang paling buruk akhlaq yang pernah saya kenal seumur hidup saya. Bagaimana mungkin amnesia bisa membuatmu menjadi berhati malaikat seperti ini hanya dalam hitungan hari? -Orlando Atmanegara Seburuk-buruknya saya, saya ingat bahwa harkat dan martabat saya sebagai seorang wanita itu adalah diatas segala-galanya. Saya tidak mungkin menukar harga diri saya hanya demi harta dan lembaran rupiah. -Candramaya Daniswara

“Aku suka sama Mbak.” Ucap Halil dengan senyum lebarnya. Innara mengerutkan dahi dan memandang pria yang usianya dua tahun lebih muda sekaligus bawahannya itu dengan tatapan tajam dan dingin. “Jangan suka sama saya. Saya ini lebih cocok jadi kakak kamu daripada jadi pacar kamu.” Jawab Innara dengan ketus seraya berbalik pergi. “Siapa juga yang mau jadi pacar Mbak.” Ucap Halil ketus yang membuat Innara kembali berbalik memandangnya dengan bingung. “Aku maunya Mba jadi istri aku aja.” Lanjutnya kembali dengan senyum lebar yang membuat Innara kesal. “Lagipula Mbak jangan khawatir, postur tubuh aku bisa nyembunyiin usia Mbak yang lebih tua.” Jawabnya yang membuat Innara merasa ditampar kenyataan. Jangan lupa untuk tap Love dan komen yang positif ya.

Vie is a whiz at computers and numbers. But, she has a naughty side that she rarely lets show. Worse yet, she's beginning to fantasize about a certain tough Marine that needs her help. Vie tries hard to ignore the growing ache that his presence brings on. Trev, a hard core Marine, is trying to get his life back in order after finding his baby sister after 10 years of searching. Now, he finds himself blindsided by the BDSM lifestyle. Blindsided yet intrigued. Trev can't stop imagining what it would be like to have Vie give herself completely to him. To show him all the forbidden pleasure. Haunted and hesitant, he can't decide which to choose. One path leads him towards a boring but safe vanilla life. The other twist down a bumpy road filled with erotic sinful pleasures and naughty little games for Trev and Vie to play. *Adults ONLY* *Explicit Scenes* *Violence* *BDSM Themes* Because I Want To is created by Leann Lane, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.”

I buried him myself. I stood at his grave with dirt on my hands and grief in my throat as I said goodbye to the only man I ever thought I would love. Kael was my betrothed, my mate, the boy who grew up beside me and became the person I built every future around. When the war took him it did not just take him — it took every version of myself that existed because of him. Years passed. The moon goddess, in her mercy, gave me something I never asked for — a second chance. Rowan was not supposed to happen. He was patient where I was resistant, steady where I was broken, and present in every way I had convinced myself no one would ever be again. I did not want to love him. And then I did not know how to stop. I was finally learning what it meant to choose life again. When Kael walked back through my door. Alive. Unchanged. And completely unable to explain where he had been. Now I am torn between a love that was written into my soul before I was old enough to understand what souls were, and a man who chose me quietly and completely when I had nothing left to offer. The elders say this is not a reverse harem blessing. There is no keeping both. I have to choose. But how do you bury someone you love twice?

All it took was a gunshot to have this criminal fucking me senseless. I'd spent months trying to bring down Antonio, the criminal I swore to put behind bars. I even set a trap for him, using someone close as bait. But instead of going down in chains, Antonio offered himself to me, in exchange for freedom. I should have said no, I should have followed the mission. But as a lonely divorcee craving warmth, how could I resist the way he touched me? The way his fingers made me forget the rules I live by? This wasn't the plan. My boss didn't send me here to get addicted to my enemy. Yet every secret night with Antonio leaves me wanting more, and drags me deeper into his dangerous world. He's supposed to die for his crimes, but unfortunately, the real crime is how badly I want him. And if the news gets out, I won't just lose my job– I'll lose my life.

After finishing work for the day, I checked my phone and realized I had been added to a group chat called "Catch the Thief." The members were my parents, my brother, Brian Wise, and my sister-in-law, Paulene Wise. I typed a question mark. Paulene replied instantly. [My jewelry is missing. I didn't add you here to accuse you or anything. I just wanted to ask what you think. Honestly, there's no use for other people in our family to take my jewelry, so I've been wondering... I'm not saying you definitely stole it. But if you did, you don't have to deny it. I'm willing to give you a chance to make things right.] My mother said nothing. She just kept tagging me over and over. I let out a small laugh and typed back. [Maybe Brian took it and gave it to his side piece. I'm not saying he definitely has someone else. Just that men his age sometimes start looking around. I'm only guessing here. And if he really did mess up, you could give him a chance to make things right, too.]

Everyone said my good looks were what saved me from my family's downfall. It was how I managed to become a Donna. I was the only one who knew why he had to compromise to marry me. Xavier Whitmore, the tall and handsome Don, was unable to have physical relationships with a woman. When I shyly took off the gown on our wedding night, he sat in his chair and lit a cigarette before remarking in an icy voice, "I'm allergic to women. That said, you have my word that you will be the only woman in my life." He kept his promise. Though he never so much as touched me in the five years of our marriage, he provided me with a life of luxury and wealth. Although it was merely a title, being his only woman brought me happiness. Everything changed on the day my men and I were ambushed by a rival mafia family. We barely made it out alive. When I returned home, I found him locked in a tight embrace with his widowed sister-in-law, Alice Ortega. "Alice, I won't let you remarry. If you do, I'll make sure that man dies a thousand deaths." I scoffed. It wasn't so much that he couldn't handle being physical with a woman. It was simply that he could not be physical with anyone but her. In that case, she could have the pleasure of being the Donna.

I was in a temporary shock from an allergic reaction. The two guys I had grown up with didn't even look my way. One of them was busy helping Vivian Byrd carry a pile of gifts, while the other was snapping pictures of her at some popular social media spot. It was a stranger passing by who called an ambulance and got me to the hospital, saving my life. The next day, Vivian called, her tone almost smug. "Trish, Zeke and Hendrick were so exhausted after shopping with me yesterday. I heard you threw a tantrum and ended up in the hospital. Should I come visit you?" I simply replied, "No need." Zeke Benson and Hendrick Peay were my childhood friends. They once treated me like I was everything to them—promising to pluck the moon and stars from the sky and to protect me forever. But ever since Vivian came into the picture, their world no longer revolved around me. I thought for a moment and then dialed my mother's number. "Mom, I'll accept the marriage arrangement."

I loved Stella for five years, and we were even engaged. However, she never helped when my grandfather was dying, all because the adopted son of my family suggested that she should use the opportunity to put me through adversity—so that I would toughen up. After my grandfather died helplessly, I toughened up just as she hoped for, no longer relying on her for everything. Naturally, I no longer loved her anymore either.