Ghost Face Mask

Roseline's stomach turned and her fist clenched tightly around the handle of the big travel box beside her. She heard the clanging sound of the metallic head of Thompson's belt meeting the ground. Next, quite footsteps. Then, Thompson appeared in her view, like a ghost she didn't believe existed. He was completely bare, with his hairy chest rising and falling slowly, his cock shooting out in front like a gun ready to be fired, his balls bloated from desire, swinging from side to side as he walked closer to bed. Roseline's feet stuck to the ground and her eyes refused to blink as they looked on. "That's it, my boy. Hmm! I like what I see", the red hair gasped, rolling her eyes longingly at Thompson. As Thompson climbed unto the bed, his eyes totally locked in hers, she drew her breasts closer him, then, proceeded to rock the big pumpkins against the flushed skin of his face. "You like them?", she asked, moaning lightly. Thompson paused. Then, in a defiant move of uncontrollable desire, dug his chin into her breasts, burying his entire face in them. "Ouch", she gasped, then broke into a weak laugh, pushing his head more into her chest. "The damn bra", she spoke again, twisting uncomfortably as she threw her hands behind her to unhook the material. But Thompson caught her hands. Without words, his head still hidden in her cleavage, he slowly returned her hands to his head. Obliging to his silent command, she cackled loudly, pressing her chest even more into his face and then, with her tongue, glided across his neck and ears hungrily. Roseline froze. She wanted to scream but in that moment, she forgot how to.

“Nate, don't you dare start with that nonsense too. I told you already, I don't care about those ridiculous traditions." Marcel responded irritably as she hopped into the copilot seat of her best friend's car, anxious to get as far away as possible from her home. “Hey, I've known you since you were four, so don't try and act all brave and mature. Tell me the truth, you're afraid aren't you?” “Humph! What's there to be scared of?...” “That Mike's ghost might come back to haunt you." The boy interrupted, carelessly blurting out his analysis, adding…“I just don't get it; everyone else knows his death wasn't your fault…” “I know it wasn't!” “Then why won't you pray for his safe journey into the afterlife? What if his soul is damn to roam the earth, wreaking havoc among the living or even disrupting the balance between the two worlds?” “Ahh! Don't be childish. There is no such thing as the afterlife; parents just use these pathetic excuses to trick their children into believing that our loved ones are better off. If that was the case, why don't we all join them… oh yeah, that's right, we can't commit suicide otherwise we'll go straight to hell. Grow up Nate! The spirit dies with the body.” Follow the journey of a young woman as she tries to keep her sanity when the world around her was quickly crumbling after one faithful night of honoring the dead. Will she be able to save the life of those closest to her? or will her soul be bound to an eternity of madness?

During the holiday, my six-year-old son received his cleft-lip surgery. He wore a mask and sat quietly in our family bookstore, engrossed in a picture book. A young man came in, pinching his nose dramatically as he swaggered up to the manager. "Why did you let someone with an infectious disease in here?" he demanded loudly. "Get them out!" The manager winced. "Sir, I'm sorry, but I don't have the authority to remove other customers." Undeterred, the man marched up to me. "Be wise and get out of here. My girlfriend is Imogen Slater, CEO of the Slater Group. You don't want to mess with me." I froze in stunned silence. Imogen despised all men except me, and this guy claimed she was his girlfriend.

After three years of renting, the landlord kept raising the rent, so I decided not to renew the lease. I hired cleaners to thoroughly clean the entire place, inside and out. There was not a single scratch on the furniture or appliances. I figured the landlord would not return the deposit easily, but I never imagined she would come out swinging with such outrageous demands. “This dining table cost me 25,000 dollars! You got it dirty, and we can’t clean it. You owe me 25,000! “How did this living room lamp get so dusty? Don’t you know how to clean as a girl? We’ll have to deduct 1,500 from your deposit! “There are hooks on the wall. You damaged my walls! 2,000 for that! “This mattress... Hmph. You live-streamers probably brought home who knows how many men. This one’s ruined anyway. There goes 15,000! “Why are there strands of hair in the bathroom? How am I supposed to rent this out to the next tenant? Five hundred for cleaning fees!” She tapped away at her calculator, then thrust it in my face. “You’ve lived here for three years. I’ll give you a friend’s discount. I won’t charge extra for the other damages. Pay me 50,000 dollars, and we’ll call it even! “Otherwise, I’ll expose you online and make you lose followers!” I glanced at the live stream that had 50,000 viewers at the time. When I looked up again, my face was only a mask of smiles. “Ms. Lane, let me think about it. I’ll give you an answer in two days.”

On the eve of our wedding, Trevin Hoffman's childhood sweetheart, a mercenary who had vanished for five years, was struck by a deadly love spell during a mission. When her teammates dragged her back to him, she was covered in blood, barely clinging to life. Trevin, usually calm and composed, lost control. Ignoring my protests, he locked himself in with her for the entire night. I sat outside that door, sleepless until dawn. The next morning, when I demanded an explanation in hysteria, he shielded her with his body and snapped, his mask completely gone. "I couldn't just watch Wren die. One wild night before marriage, what's so wrong with that?" At that moment, I was disillusioned. My love for him vanished in an instant.

Bagaimana rasanya jika mantan kekasih menjadi kakak tiri? Kakak Tiri yang selalu jatuh cinta, dan tergila – gila dengan kekasihnya justru harus mengakhiri hubungannya. Hubungan keluarga yang semula hangat, justru menjadi panas. “Elle mama mau nikah sama Om Alief, dia ngelamar mama gimana restui mama atau tidak?” tanya Mama Miranda yang sudah janda selama 10 tahun setelah suaminya meninggal. “Om Alief yang sering kasih kita makan itu Ma?” jantung Elle berdebar hebat. “Benar sayang, mama dilamar Om Alief... tapi kembali ke kamu lagi, kalau tetep gak izinin mama nikah gapapa kok.” Pasalnya Om Alief wajahnya mirip sekali dengn mantan kekasihnya Elvandra yang sudah putus hampir satu tahun ini. Hubungan mereka akhir dengan kesalahpahaman, dan membuat Elle mengakhirinya. Namun, Elle tau jika ayah dari Elvandra bukn Om Alief. Namun tetep saja wajah mereka sama, hanya curiga dan perasaan Elle saja. “Gue yakin, papanya Elvandra bukan Om Alief tapi Om Kevin... gue pernah ketemu bahkan ketemu mereka langsung.” *** “Jadi Elle jadi adik tiri gue? Istri dari papa gue?” Kabar menikahnya Papa Alief membuat darah Elvandra marah. Wanita yang selama ini ia jaga, ia cintai dan berakhir menjadi adik tirinya. Tidak, bagaimana pun cinta mengalahkan semuanya. *** “Elvan... jangan cium terus. Kamu kakak aku sekarang.” Elle menolak, fakta yang di tau ternyata mantan kekasihnya menjadi kakak tirinya. Papa Alief menduda dan memiliki putra, yaitu Elvandra. Elle mengetahui setelah mamanya resmi menikah dengan Papa Alief. Hatinya sakit dan hancur saat mengetahui mantan kekasih yang mencintainya menjadi kakak tirinya. “Aku gak peduli mau kam u adik tiri aku atau siapapun itu, aku sungguh cinta kamu Elle...” “Ini salah Elvan...” “Kamu menyukainya Elle sayang...”

男の趣味が最悪だった。 ヤンデレ、ヒモ、モラハラ、学歴詐称――なぜか寄ってくるのはクズ男ばかり。信じては裏切られ、尽くしては泣かされ、「私が悪いのかも」と自分を責め続けてきた。 もうこんな恋は終わりにしよう。 そう決めて彼女は過去の縁をすべて断ち切り、「絶対に幸せになる」と前を向く。 するとその瞬間、今まで彼女を雑に扱ってきた男たちが一斉に本気になり、後悔と執着を剥き出しにして迫ってきた。 でももう遅い。 これは、泣かされ続けた女がクズ男たちを置き去りにし、本当の幸せを選び取る逆転ラブストーリー。

Blurb: Kabur dari rumah, Yara justru menemukan tempat paling berbahaya—di pelukan ayah sahabatnya sendiri. Dewasa, tampan, penuh wibawa… Elvaro adalah godaan yang tak seharusnya ia sentuh, tapi justru paling ia inginkan. Sanggupkah Yara menahan diri, atau ia akan tenggelam dalam cinta terlarang yang membuatnya candu?

ラエスタッド王国の第一王子であるヴィクタールは、何者かに無実の罪を着せられ、更に弟と自分の婚約者に、不貞と言う名の裏切りを受ける。絶望し死を決めた彼は、二人の目の前で崖から落ちていった―― リントン侯爵家の使用人リシュティナは、侯爵家の姉妹に苛められる日々だったが、恋人になったロッゾに裏切られ、更に理不尽な理由で侯爵家を解雇されてしまう。 絶望し死に場所に決めた浜辺で、リシュティナは倒れている瀕死の男を発見し介抱するが、目覚めた彼から放たれたのは怒りと『拒絶』の言葉で――？ これは、裏切られ絶望し死を求めた二人が運命的に出逢い、様々な困難に遭いながらも愛を深めていく、狂愛と純愛の物語。

Amora Andromeda, seorang wanita muda yang terlahir kembali setelah dibunuh oleh suaminya dan sahabatnya sendiri, hidup dengan ingatan penuh tentang pengkhianatan yang menimpanya. Dengan tekad yang kuat, Amora merancang balas dendam untuk menghancurkan mereka yang telah merenggut nyawanya. Namun, jalan takdir membawanya bertemu Gerald David, CEO M Group yang dikenal kejam dan penuh ambisi. Gerald, yang menyimpan rahasia kelam, menawarkan bantuan untuk menuntaskan dendam Amora—tapi dengan syarat yang tak terduga dan mengikat. Kini, Amora harus memilih antara menjalankan rencananya untuk menghancurkan mereka yang telah mengkhianatinya atau mengikuti perasaan yang mulai tumbuh dalam hatinya terhadap Gerald. Apakah kebencian yang membara dapat mengalahkan cinta yang tumbuh perlahan? Dalam permainan kekuasaan, siapa yang akan menang—dendam atau hati?