Free Online Regency

Arya, seorang mahasiswa yang juga pengemudi ojek online, menjalani hidup yang monoton. Namun, di tengah keramaian stasiun, ia bertemu Daisy. Cinta pada pandangan pertama mengubah segalanya, mendorong Arya untuk melangkah keluar dari rutinitasnya. Hubungan mereka bersemi, hingga sebuah pendakian gunung membawa mereka lebih dekat dari yang pernah mereka bayangkan. Namun, kebahagiaan itu hanya sesaat. Daisy menghilang tanpa jejak, meninggalkan Arya dengan pertanyaan yang tak terjawab. Akankah Arya bisa menemukan kembali Daisy dan jawaban yang ia cari?

By day, Dominique Devereux is flawless—a socialite heiress in silk gloves and designer heels, the darling of New York’s elite. But by night, she becomes Domica, the legendary head dom of a secret online dominatrix lounge that caters to the world’s most powerful men—and humbles them. She controls her dual lives with cold precision… until Damien arrives. A mysterious, brooding transfer student with secrets of his own, he’s the one man she can’t seem to master. As their chemistry ignites and danger creeps in from all sides, Dominique must ask herself: can the woman who commands everyone... ever learn to surrender?

Lewd videos of my best friend, Katie Anderson, are suddenly leaked online, and I defend her in public. However, Katie ends up accusing me of leaking the videos in the first place. All of a sudden, the entire Internet turns against me. I get blacklisted by the whole entertainment industry and get cyberbullied online as well. Katie's die-hard fans abduct Mom by throwing a sack over her head and record lewd videos of her, driving her to so much shame she jumps off a building and dies. Meanwhile, Dad drinks rat poison and dies next to Mom's grave. After my family is torn apart, I ask Katie why she wants to frame me for everything. She replies, "Samael is the richest heir in the city. This is his fetish. You were the one who made everything into a big fuss. Of course, it's you who'll have to bear the responsibility for everything!" Samael Crews slinks his arm around Katie's waist and looks at me with a mocking smile on his face. "Did you think you were just trying to help out a fellow woman? Sorry, ex-girlfriend, but your precious bestie here is nothing more than an obedient lapdog of mine!" I end up being sold to Meowmar and eventually die from mistreatment. When I open my eyes again, I realize that I am reborn on the day that Katie accuses me of leaking her lewd videos online. This time, I choose to ignore her completely.

After receiving the report for an STD test, I went back to the barbeque restaurant, and there I ran into a young woman who was about three months pregnant. She asked me to let her cut in line, and, feeling sorry for her, I agreed to help her out. I quickly made arrangements for her and made sure she had a seat. But to my shock, after she finished her meal, she had a miscarriage. The girl posted about the incident online, and before I knew it, I was trending on social media, facing a wave of cyberbullying. The internet users went even further, digging up my health records and finding that everything came back positive. [She's positive for everything—she's clearly a woman with a messy private life!] [No wonder she caused the woman's miscarriage just by being near her—she's a biological hazard!] The cyberbullying got so bad that it pushed me into depression. Even my fiancé turned against me, accusing me of being filthy and breaking up with me. The emotional weight became too much, and in my pain, I drove straight into a reservoir. Meanwhile, the girl gained millions of followers online and skyrocketed to fame as a popular influencer. It was only after I died that I learned the shocking truth—this girl was my fiancé's first love. To boost her own popularity, she and my fiancé had come up with this entire scheme together. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day when she asked me to let her cut in line.

"You don't love me because she is the one you love. I am not important to you because she is important to you! And most of all I am not in your mind because she is always in your mind. I am not the one you choose because she is the one you choose, and besides that I get tired instead of you getting tired let me go first as and I set you free, lets set each other free!" L.A. Cruz.

Both of them lost their parents. Both of them have to lead their pack. They didn't see each other but they already love each other. Will fate bring them together or will they never meet? Zoe is 18 years old she-wolf, who is temporarily leading her pack until her brother is ready to take over. She made that deal with her parents before they died. Asher is 20 years old Alpha, who is trying to avenge his parents' death. They become friends in an online chat room for orphans. After a while they fall in love, but will they be mates? What if one of them meets their mate and is hiding because of that?

When Angela’s best friend, Deanne, goes missing after a date with a guy she met online, no one is looking for her. Not even her family cares that she is missing. Angela suspects a pack of wolves paid her parents off to keep her friend. Angela springs into action and sets off to find her friend even if she has to do it all alone, but Angela has stepped into a world she knows nothing about and finds herself lost with her friend. Even in the darkness, there is a light. As she adjusts to her new life and new circumstances, one of her captures, a wolf named Aspen, tries to help the two women.

This book is the sequel to The Dark Mysteries Of Castle Free Sky. While Caine and Della plan their wedding at Castle Free Sky, the jilted Mister plans his ultimate revenge against the people who ruined his life and took everything from him. The magic is now wide awake in the castle and more secrets are being spilled. Queen Rebecca has been restored, but there is too much personal business left unattended at the moment. Fasten your seatbelts fantasy fans and go on this wild, crazy, and sometimes naughty ride with me.

A post accusing me of feeding my employees free lunches worse than pig feed goes viral online. However, none of them know that the daily free lunches are all catered from a five-star hotel at 100 dollars per head. The entire internet goes crazy, calling me names and accusing me of being an evil boss. Even my co-founder, Dustin Jager, texts me and says, "Maybe we should go with what the employees want and change it to a meal allowance plan instead." I harden my heart and send out a company-wide announcement. "In response to everyone's pursuit of healthy eating and the right to choose their own lunches, the company has decided to discontinue the free lunch program. "A meal reimbursement plan will be introduced instead, effective immediately, with a daily limit of 20 dollars per person per day. All reimbursements will be calculated at the end of the month with the presentation of valid receipts." As soon as the announcement is made, the company's chat groups immediately go berserk.

On the eve of the National Robotics Championship, I smashed my carefully designed bot to pieces and announced my withdrawal. Everyone said I was a fraud who was quitting out of fear of being exposed. Online, the netizens mocked me relentlessly. Only one person, Adrian Cross, the so-called genius of the century, spoke up in my defense, his voice dripping with false sincerity, "I believe in River Lowell’s skills. Only he deserves to be my opponent. No matter what setbacks he’s facing, I hope he comes back to the arena and proves himself." In my previous life, the robot I built was identical to his. No matter how I tried to prove he had copied me, Adrian stood before the cameras, wearing his benevolent mask, and said, "It’s fine. This robot can go to River. I can always build something even better." His fans swarmed me, tearing me apart online, and no one believed in my talent. I swallowed the humiliation and vowed to rebuild my robot from scratch. However, when I was assembling it, the Power Core in my kit exploded, shattering my skull. That same night, I was rushed into the ICU. Netizens clapped and cheered, saying I got exactly what I deserved. That night, my girlfriend, Lila Hart, signed the hospital’s DNR consent form without hesitation. Until the day I died, I never understood how Adrian had gotten my robot’s data or why Lila had joined forces with him. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day of the competition.