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Lock Easton, si Badut Penyendiri, mendadak menjadi pusat perhatian. Semua orang yang melihatnya terpana, takjub, bahkan hingga ada yang jatuh pingsan. Tidak berhenti sampai disitu, keanehan-keanehan lain menyusul setelahnya, membuat Lock menjadi semakin stres dan kewarasannya terancam. Puncak dari semua hal tersebut adalah saat tetangganya, yang telah tinggal di sebelah apartemennya selama bertahun-tahun, lenyap secara misterius dengan hanya meninggalkan sepucuk surat. Kehidupan Lock kemudian berubah 180 derajat setelah seorang eksistensi, yang menyebut dirinya [Yang Terpilih], muncul di hadapannya dan memberinya dua pilihan sulit. Sadar bahwa dirinya berbeda, Lock akhirnya memutuskan untuk meninggalkan kehidupan yang dijalaninya sekarang dan melangkah ke Dunia Baru yang asing, memesona, dan penuh petualangan. Namun, Lock tidak sadar bahwa takdir mengerikan yang menunggunya, tidak akan terelakan begitu ia memilih jalan tersebut. Dan yang membuat keadaan makin gawat, seseorang diam-diam berambisi untuk menjebaknya menjadi seorang pengkhianat.. Bahasa: Indonesia Genre: Fantasy, Mystery

Stuck in a failed relationship and with a nice pair of horns adorning her head, Carina Fernandes finds herself in yet another mess. Her best friend's plan was simple and practical: they were going to go out for fun in a luxurious bar, where her salary as a recently graduated architect wouldn't even pay for sparkling water. However, everything falls apart, and she ends up waking the next day in the bed of an unknown Italian woman. Veronica Vacchiano was a great, irresistible little devil. And the Brazilian, bluntly and with a few screws loose, would end up tasting the poison of her “sweet and beloved” ex-sister-in-law.

My African American Mom married a rich Japanese man. As I moved the skeleton of my new bed next to the window, I felt a gaze focused on me. Outside my window, was the house next door. The house shape was similar to ours, so it also had a window facing mine at the same level. Standing there on the other side was a skinny Japanese boy. As soon as I laid eyes on him, he stiffened, then shyly smiled and waved. His hair was all over the place, seeing him in his tanktop I thought to myself that he must've just rolled out of bed. But wasn't it the afternoon already? The boy says something but of course I can't hear him with my window closed so I slide it open. "Eto....hi." He tried in English. If someone were to tell me later I'd come to care about him deeply, I'd find that hard to believe. For as long as I could remember I've always felt empty. And that emptiness, I hid on instinct.

"You are not my wife, I married you for my kid’s benefit, not for myself,” Alex shouted. "Just for your kid?,” Chloe asked with tears in her eyes, “Then what about what we did, the sex, was that for your kids too,” she shouted back at him “That was a mistake Chloe, and a sin against Rose, that doesn’t make you my wife. I love Rose and I will always do,” Alex responded and moved closer to her, "You can never take her place in my heart, no one can.” *** Two people, from different background and caste, having different past, coming together to give marriage a shot again, do you think it will work?. Alex and Chloe were single parents with each of them having a past they wouldn't like to share, a past they would never let go, and memories which were engraved on their hearts. Alex’s past were filled secrets, one which was the cause of his ex wife’s death. They got married for the sake of their children but fate had more in store of them. What happens when their past which they couldn't let go began to haunt them?.

In my tenth year of marriage, my old childhood friend, Joshua Sears, posts a photo on social media. Both Joshua and my wife, Sabrina Lawson, are hugging his son, Andy Sears, and my daughter, Tiana Jenkins, in it. The four of them look very close to each other. The caption accompanying the post says, "Blessed to have the perfect son and daughter." I leave a comment below the post, saying, "Looking good together." A few seconds later, the post is deleted. The next morning, Sabrina rushes home and yells at me. "Ashton Jenkins! Joshua was finally feeling better for once. Why did you have to trigger him again?" Tiana shoves me hard and snaps in an accusatory tone, "It's all your fault that Andy's crying now!" I take out a copy of the divorce agreement and slam it down before them. "Yes, it's all my fault. That's why I'm stepping out of the picture now. Then, the four of you can form the wholesome family you've always wanted."

He was supposed to heal quietly… not fall for his savior. After barely surviving a bullet to the chest and the betrayal of the only person he thought loved him, Jeremiah wanted nothing more than to disappear and mend in silence and forget. But then Everett Blackthorne shows up. Sharp-eyed, too intense… and too interested. Unsettling Jeremiah in all the wrong ways and making him feel things he doesn’t understand and is too afraid to admit. When dark secrets start surfacing, their connection becomes dangerous, not just for their hearts, but for their lives. Jeremiah has already survived hell once. But this time, it’s not just his past chasing him. It’s something older. Something darker. And it won’t stop until it drags him back.

“You are mine Valentina! And I don’t like to share what I own” Diego said, handing me the head of my boyfriend in a box. He is as cold as the Arctic ocean, An emotionless devil with no atom of humanity, Diego Fernandez, A name that everybody fears because it belongs to the stone-hearted ruthless Mafia boss who does not mind destroying everyone who stands between him and whatever he wants. He is often referred to as the Devil, he never takes no for an answer, in fact, no is a word people know not to say to him if they want their heads still sitting comfortably on their necks, so when he decided that he wanted the beautiful college student Valentina Sanchéz as one of the whores in his harem her owner Don Carlos knew he had no choice but to hand her over without so much as an argument. Diego is intrigued by her stubbornness, so he makes it his duty to punish her until she begs for mercy and she eventually does. Something about Valentina’s venerability makes Diego want to protect her, he slowly realises that he is indeed in love with her. Valentina is terrified when she realises that she has fallen madly in love with her captor, she is even more terrified by the fact she is carrying his baby. She knows of Diego’s desire to be the last of his bloodline, she also knows that not telling the devil of her pregnancy would incur his wrath, what would she do? Things also get worse when Diego finds out that Valentina is not the naive innocent girl he had thought her to be. Is there a chance for the devil and his angel to fall in love? Read to find out!

Vera Moore is an eighteen-year-old slave who only wanted to kill Gregor Vartimosso to avenge her family and Luna Beatrice. But she found herself entangled with the three high class kings. Is she able to accomplish her mission when one of them is her mate?

"I, Iris, daughter of the unknown, offspring of fire, will rise from the ashes. Await my return." Plagued by amnesia and trapped in a loveless marriage, Iris slowly realizes that everything she thought she knew about herself is a lie weaponized to keep her caged. But cages break eventually. She makes her move, returning as someone no one expected. Powerful and burning with vengeance. She's here to take back what was rightfully hers. Except there's a hitch. And it comes in the form of a puppy-eyed, dangerously obsessed Lycan who's sniffed her out—and who’d rather jump off a cliff than let her go again. Now Iris must learn to juggle two missions: reclaiming her stolen life… and dealing with the one creature who refuses to leave her heart alone.

"I'm in love with the new teacher." I announced, and the whole room fell silent. I could barely look at mum. She was in anguish. I had brought those pains to her already fragile heart. I had broken her heart to a point where the pieces couldn't be mended together anymore. The judge cleared his throat, and peered closely at me. "Are you sure of what you just said, Devan Baker?" He quizzed. I glanced at Mum once more, and gave my reply. "Yes I am." I announced, and the whole room fell into uproar. I gazed at their faces. The irony of life. What was good for me, couldn't be good for you. I wasn't a minor any more, and so I could choose who I wanted to be in love with, or maybe I wasn't supposed to? However, I had chosen to fall in love with Ms. Ellen Dudley the new teacher, and the world thought I was wrong? What did the world know? Things had begun to get messy, and I was in deep shit...