Gambar Orang Cool

For the mission, for his ego, for his love, for it all, he had to get her. Renee was smart, gentle, beautiful, cool, loved by everyone. Working at the club one night, as usual, she bumped into the hot dude. The most famous guy on campus. All she wanted to do was to serve him one drink, but he wanted something more. Daily, she began to see him. He began to chase her. He wanted her. Just her. Renee on the other hand, had a lot to think about. The survival of her little family was borne on her. But, wouldn't she still have to fall in love someday? The moment she decided to give him a chance, they all came. The ones who loved each of them. The guy who liked her, the ladies who liked him. What could this be? A love triangle? Against all odds, they tried to be together. But, in this journey, would they be able to be with each other? Would they be able to fight the battles in their love life? Even if they were able to go through this, what would happen to their love story when the past haunts? When something unexpected strikes in the end?Read to know more! *Not fully edited* *Will be on daily updates*~ Thanks for reading!❤️

When I woke up that morning and happened to glance at the mirror, a scream tore from my throat before I could stop it. Because on the face I had always taken such pride in, there was now a jagged, horrifying scar. As terror gripped me, a cool, detached female voice cut through the air beside me. "What are you shrieking about so early in the morning? Scared by your own ugly face?" I looked up in shock and realized the voice belonged to my girlfriend, Alicia. Only—she wasn't the same girl from yesterday. Gone was the youthful innocence I remembered. In its place, every movement, every glance radiated the allure of a mature woman. The words slipped out before I could hold them back. "Babe… you're gorgeous…" But Alicia's brows knit together, her gaze colder than ice. "Kurt, drop the act!" Act? I was at a loss. Why would she accuse me of pretending? "Don't call me the way you used to five years ago. It's disgusting." Five years ago? But… I'm still twenty-three… am I not?

"I think I love you. I will marry you," Damian's icy words froze Rose in her tracks. After their one-night stand, he had a change of heart. He found love elsewhere and was ready to wed someone else. But there was a twist—Rose was already carrying his child. With his mother on his side, he insisted she terminate the pregnancy. Through tearful pleas and gripping his legs, she begged him, "Please, forget about marriage and embrace your role as a father to this precious baby." However, fate had a surprise in store for her. When she discovered she carried not just one, but two babies in her womb, she made a life-altering decision—she ran away, vowing to never cross paths with him again. Five years passed, marked by her struggles, childbirth, and the relentless care she provided for her children. Then, unexpectedly, their paths converged once more. With a cool determination, she declared, "Sorry, sir, I am no longer your girl," plotting a scorching revenge. He pleaded for a second chance, but can he earn forgiveness and how?

He kissed me breathless, senseless—he had me wanting, shamelessly panting against the cool glass of the courtyard, open for anyone.“We can’t! Someone could see—!”“Let them," he husked against my neck. "I want them to see.”My name is Ayda Sabine, once the princess to the illustrious Emerald Lake pack, now a single mother living a life of destitution in Eventide City. My status has been stripped from me, banished by my parents for my digression of falling outside my betrothal agreement. To make matters worse, I don't remember who the father of my son is. All I can recall are his golden eyes. However, when the opportunity arises for me and my son to ascend the social ladder as the personal stylist to Narcissa Onasis of the Diamond Spring clan, I finally get the opportunity to find the man who could be my true mate. If Narcissa's fiance, Prince Sebastian of the Obsidian Moon doesn't stop me. Alpha's Secret Mate is created by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Published author.

“Make me yours, brother,” he whispered, his voice a soft caress, doing so many things to my sanity. I closed my eyes, clenched them so tight, just like my fists. I shouldn't be doing this, shouldn't be on the bed with my stepbrother. It wasn't right. I need to leave. However, when I felt his cool lips touch my right cheek, and the strong pheromones wafting out of him, I snapped my eyes open, the orbs wide when I realized something. “Are you in your freaking heat period??” He peered at me, eyes still hooded, and lips pulled up in a small smile as he whispered, "Help me.” And how the fuck was I supposed to ignore that?? ..... Jay and Matt had always been close, but Matt's discovery of his feelings for Jay changed everything. After finding out he was an omega, Matt sees it as an opportunity to pursue his stepbrother, despite the taboo nature of their relationship. With the help of his best friend, Matt is determined to win Jay's heart, even if it means risking their bond and facing potential backlash.

Pernikahan tanpa rasa adanya Rasa Cinta itu memang sakit, apalagi ketika Masi ada hati lain yang harus dipertahankan oleh Alif. Mereka menikah hanya karena berbakti kepada orang tuanya, namun Shea berkali-kali menyalahkan takdir, mengapa harus dirinya yang seperti ini mengapa tidak orang lain saja. Setelah mengetahui semuanya, Shea mengerti mengapa Papa nya menjodohkannya dengan orang yang jelas-jelas tidak pernah Shea Cinta.

Di dalam legenda diceritakan, ada beberapa orang yang terlahir memiliki kekuatan untuk menjelakahi dunia imajinasi. Mereka ini disebut Venturas. Namun beberapa orang tidak mengetahui kekuatannya tersebut. Sampai semuanya terlambat....

Sebuah kecelakaan membingungkan yang melibatkan Ghazanvar Nawasena Gunadhya dan menelan nyawa sepasang suami istri membuat Ghazanvar terjebak pernikahan dengan anak korban kecelakaan tersebut. Ghazanvar yang masih bingung dan merasa bersalah karena kecelakaan itu malah menjadikannya sebagai saksi akhirnya menerima solusi absurd sang mami untuk memperistri anak korban yang sekarang menjadi yatim piatu. Naraya Kirani adalah mahasiswi Seni sebuah Universitas di Jakarta tiba-tiba harus menjadi yatim piatu setelah kecelakaan yang merenggut nyawa kedua orang tuanya. Gadis cantik dengan mata besarnya yang indah itu terpaksa menerima lamaran mami Zara untuk Ghazanvar dari pada harus menjadi penebus hutang mendiang orang tuanya kepada seorang rentenir kejam yang ingin menjadikannya istri. Dalam sepengetahuan Naraya, Ghazanvar adalah orang pertama yang melihat dan melaporkan kecelakaan kedua orang tuanya. Apakah pernikahan kedua orang asing ini bisa berakhir saling mencintai? Atau justru Nay akan membenci Ghaza, bila mengetahui kalau pria itu ikut andil dalam kecelakaan yang menyebabkan kedua orang tuanya meninggal?

Apa jadinya jika seorang gadis mengaku hamil pada kedua orang tuanya hanya demi mendapatkan restu?! Ya, Karina yang masih duduk di bangku SMA nekat mengatakan kepada kedua orang tuanya bahwa dirinya sedang berbadan dua. Hal itu ia lakukan hanya demi mendapatkan restu dari kedua orang tuanya agar dirinya bisa menjalin hubungan dengan sang kekasih, namun semua yang terjadi nyatanya tidak seperti yang diinginkannya karena kedua orang tuanya justru menikahkan dirinya dengan seorang duda kaya bernama Satria yang tinggal di sebuah pedesaan. Masa iya Karina yang masih belia dan terbiasa hidup di kota besar, akan menikahi seorang duda yang tinggal di pedesaan?

The life trial system "If You Think You Can Do Better, Prove It" burst onto the scene like a traveling circus promising wonders. The idea was plain enough: "If you reckon someone's life is a mess, and you think you can do better, go ahead and prove it. There's a reward waiting if you do." Before I knew it, my whole family had me pegged for the fool in the middle of the show. There was my mother, dreaming of turning me into some grand goose; my husband, who'd spent years dodging his rightful share of the family load; and my son, mortified by the very sight of me. They shoved me onto the "judgment seat" like I was the villain of the tale. Every last one of them swore up and down that, given my place, they'd manage my life better than I ever could. The stakes? Well, if they pulled it off, my consciousness would be erased—gone, wiped out like a mistake on a chalkboard—and turned into their personal servant. On top of that, they'd waltz off with a cool million dollars. But if they couldn't? Then I'd be the one raking in three million dollars. Now that's a gamble for the ages, isn't it?