Female Cultivators Are After Me

Tak ada yang pernah lebih menakutkan dari ini.. Setiap malam bayangan itu terus menghantuinya, membawa imajinasinya ke mimpi terliar yang tak ia harapkan. Sepasang manik sepekat darah tersebut menecekiknya tepat pada setiap bulan Purnama. La Franie Rosetta, keturunan terakhir dari pemilik darah mawar atau Rose Blood, pada tahun itu berumur 20 tahun, sepulang melakukan doa ulang tahun, iblis itu mulai merangkak memburunya ke lingkaran gelap. Neon Valient, pangeran Dhampyr yakni sebuah mahluk campuran yang terbentuk akibat dari perkawinan vampir dan manusia. Ia bukan vampir dan juga bukan manusia. Untuk mewujudkan keinginannya menjadi Pure Vampir, ia harus menggagalkan ramalan Demriasi, tentang Rose Blood yang akan melenyapkan kaumnya.

Seven years after my death, a young man starts using the phone number I used in life. When he signs in to my Facebook account, he sees the things I've written on my timeline. He sees the unspoken love contained in those words and wants to help me find my beloved. He wants to help me fulfill the wish that I couldn't before my death. Later, he manages to find the person I love, but I'm about to fade from existence. Why? Because my lover has almost forgotten about me.

On the day of the mating ceremony, I'm supposed to be marked by William Ernst and become the Luna of the Shadow pack. However, Annie Denver, my younger twin sister, suddenly comes back from abroad. Dad, Mom, and William end up abandoning me, choosing to pick her up from the airport. While Annie posts a family photo on Facebook, flaunting how everyone in the family loves her, my family cuts me off whenever I try to contact them through mind-link. They end up closing the mind-link. After calling countless times, William finally accepts my call and asks me to stop rushing him. He tells me that today's mating ceremony is canceled and will be rescheduled on another date. My dearest parents, brother, and the man I love the most all turn me into the laughingstock of the entire pack—and the most ridiculous bride of all. Despite being laughed at, I didn't cry or make a scene. After taking care of everything, I write a number in my journal—the 99th time. This is the 99th time they have disappointed me. From this moment on, I won't beg for their love anymore. I fill out an application for Arcetic expedition, ready to leave them. They all think that my silence and constant compromises with Annie mean I've matured. They fail to realize that I'm disappointed to the core. I am leaving for good.

The last time I mentioned my engagement to Walter Reagle, everyone in the room went quiet at first. However, after seeing Walter's annoyed look, they all started laughing. "Who still believes in old-fashioned childhood betrothals these days?" "Is Ms. Lawson feeling insecure?" I ignored their teasing. I just looked at Walter, who was lounging on the couch with his shirt collar open, showing off the lovebites on his neck and collarbone. My heart felt like it was being stabbed. The pain came slowly. "We were too young to agree to something so silly," he said. Walter looked up with a faint, mocking smile. He gave me a lazy look. "We're grown up now, Emma. "Let's just forget about the past."

On the day of my divorce, my ex-mother-in-law updates her social media with a photo. It's my husband's mistress' ultrasound—she's pregnant. Their friends and family congratulate her. Meanwhile, I share a premarital medical report. It belongs to her son, Owen Wade. It also clearly indicates he has congenital necrospermia. There's no way I'll want a man who can't have kids!

On the day the gauze was removed from my eyes, I joked that I was blind. "Don't be afraid if you can't see. I'll take care of you my entire life." My husband and best friend took care of me while I was in the hospital. They sincerely made that promise to me. However, when we got home, all three of us were on the same bed. My best friend rode on top of my husband breathlessly. They were caught up in their intimacy as they thought I could not see. My best friend was worried I would suspect something and spoke up to eliminate any suspicion. "Uhh… Summer, I'm just giving your husband a massage." I was so disgusted that I wanted to throw up, but I held myself back. Once they were done, I was about to find an excuse to leave the room when my five-year-old suddenly ran in. "I miss you so much, Mom!" Hearing that warmed my heart, and I opened my arms to hug him, but he ran past me and lay down next to my best friend instead. The 'happy family of three' were all smiles and threw me looks of disgust. I could no longer tolerate this. When I called my lawyer, I told him to bring me the divorce papers. If they wanted to become a family so badly, I would make their wish come true. I just did not know if my best friend could afford to earn a decent enough income to take care of my useless husband and son.

[Warning this book contains strong sexual content and violence, readers discretion is strongly advised] Hallow Groove was a quiet and peaceful town until the enigmatic Lycan brothers, Lucian and Lucifer, descended upon it. Suddenly, death, chaos, and inexplicable disappearances become a daily occurrence. Alexandra, a young and ambitious journalist, is determined to uncover the truth behind the brothers' activities and puts herself in danger to do so. Delving deeper into the investigation, Alexandra begins to realize that there is more to these brothers than meets the eye. Lucian, the brooding and intense brother, intrigues her with his quiet strength and aura of danger. Lucifer, on the other hand, is charming and charismatic, and Alexandra finds herself drawn to their magnetic personality. Caught in a dangerous game of love and secrets can Alexandra navigate the complex relationship between the two brothers, each vying for her attention and affection while guarding their own hidden agendas and uncover the secrets behind the strange disappearances in Hallow Groove?

Dia dibayar untuk melindunginya. Tapi siapa yang akan melindungi Aira dari dirinya sendiri? Aira Mahesa hidup dengan satu aturan: jangan pernah jatuh cinta pada orang yang tak bisa kau kendalikan. Tapi semua itu berubah saat Dante Evrard datang—mantan tentara dengan sorot mata tajam dan masa lalu yang gelap. Dante hanya punya satu misi: menjaga Aira tetap hidup. Tapi Aira membuatnya kehilangan kendali. Sementara rahasia, cemburu, dan hasrat kian membakar batas-batas di antara mereka, satu pertanyaan terus menghantui: Apa yang terjadi saat pelindung menjadi ancaman terbesarmu?

Menjadi taruhan oleh orang yang dicintai tentunya akan sangat menyakitkan. Itulah yang dirasakan Yuca. Ia terjebak dalam permainan Naja. Setelah tidak sengaja mendengar pembicaraan Naja dan teman-temannya itu, tentu saja Yuca meminta putus. Namun, yang Yuca sesalkan pada dirinya sendiri adalah sifat tidak teganya pada Naja. Ia cukup tahu hidup Naja hingga sulit untuk tak acuh pada pria itu. Bahkan ketika Naja sudah meremukkan harga dirinya, Yuca masih sering kecolongan dengan sikap refleksnya setiap melihat Naja butuh bantuan. *** Tipe ideal Naja adalah perempuan tinggi, berisi depan-belakang, langsing, dan cantik. Naja adalah pemuja perempuan yang mendedikasikan hidupnya untuk kecantikan fisik. Karena itu, selama 'terpaksa' berpacaran dengan Yuca, lapar matanya tidak terpenuhi. Walau Naja akui Yuca adalah perempuan yang tulus, tidak mudah bagi Naja menerimanya. Atau lebih tepatnya, Naja memang tidak pernah punya niat memasukkan perempuan 'biasa' seperti Yuca dalam hidupnya. Setidaknya, itulah yang terjadi sebelum Naja menjadi mantan Yuca. Karena setelah Yuca meminta putus yang diterima dengan senang hati oleh Naja, ia merasa ada yang kurang dari hidupnya. Tidak ada yang peduli dengan makanannya, mengingat ia punya alergi. Tidak juga dengan isi kulkasnya yang kosong karena Naja malas belanja. Begitu pula dengan perhatian-perhatian kecil dari Yuca. Selepas merasakan keseharian yang jungkir balik, Naja sadar ada yang salah dengan dirinya. Bukan, bukan hidup seperti ini yang Naja inginkan.

The day I win the cheerleading championship, the entire arena erupts with cheers for my team. But from the stands, my brother, Nelson Locke, hurls a water bottle straight at me. "You injured Felicia's leg before the performance just so you could win first place? She has leukemia, Victoria! Her dying wish is to become a champion. Yet you tripped her before the competition, all for a trophy! You're selfish. I don't have a sister like you!" My fiance, who also happens to be the sponsor of the competition, steps onto the stage with a cold expression and announces, "You tested positive for illegal substances. You don't deserve this title. You're disqualified." All the fans turn against me. They boycott me entirely—some even go so far as to create a fake memorial portrait of me, print it, and send it to my doorstep. I quietly keep the photo. I'll probably need it soon anyway. It's been three years since I was diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor. Knowing I don't have much time left, I choose to become the type of person they always wanted me to be—the perfect sister who loves without question, the well-mannered woman who knows when to keep quiet, and the kind of person who never, ever lies.