Had A Bad Day By Daniel Powter

Dalam acara malam keakraban dengan mahasiswa baru yang digelar di alam terbuka, Elang hadir sebagai panitia dengan misi pribadi. Yaitu mendekati mahasiswi yang memiliki paha mulus seperti Syahreni, dengan daya tarik seperti Afrodit. Namun, Elang yang setengah mabuk sama sekali tidak menyangka, bukannya mengencani sang pujaan hati, tapi justru terdampar di tenda dengan dosen pembimbingnya. Setelah sadar dari gairahnya, Elang tercekat. Dia menemukan sang dosen melotot, menaikkan kedua alis dan marah padanya. Bagaimana nasib Elang selanjutnya?

She’s chaos. He’s control. And the war starts at ‘I do.’ What happens when a bad girl and a good boy get married? She lives for parties. He lives for books. She loves trouble. He craves peace. She thinks love is a joke. He believes it’s sacred. She’s chaos. He’s order. She’s sin. He’s innocence. And now… they’re husband and wife. When Nessa Stevens, the spoiled billionaire’s daughter, pushes her father too far, he gives her a brutal choice: marry the man I pick, or lose your inheritance. Annoyed, she dares him to find her a husband. Big mistake. Because the man he chooses is Aaron Amahle—the quiet, responsible nerd she once bullied in high school. He’s the last person she wants. And now seems to be the only one she can’t escape.

Alsava, who still wants to enjoy her teenage years, must be betrothed to a man her mother's choice of. At first she gave up when the ring attached to her finger. Until then she meets Adrian, a little cat-loving hoodlum who likes brawls. Together with Adrian, Alsava began to learn to enjoy youth. Do stupid things, study together, and share problems as friends. When Alsava believes love is starting to grow in her heart, the fiancé gets in the way. Dan Iswara will not allow Alsava to be seized by anyone, not because of love, but because he doesn't want his secret plan to be exposed and fail. Even though that plan risked the safety of the three of them.

Clumsy, coffee-obsessed sports reporter Tessa Lane is just trying to survive another awkward press conference when a PR disaster turns her world upside down—literally. After tripping into the arms of world-famous, scandal-stained soccer star Leo Santiago, the tabloids explode. The solution? A fake relationship to fix his image... and her career. Tessa's no actress, and Leo's charm is far too real. What starts as staged hand-holding and scripted smiles soon turns into late-night texts, unexpected kisses, and a chemistry no camera can fake. But when the line between pretend and real begins to blur, they’ll both have to decide—are they playing the game, or falling for it?

The operation had just gone dark when the chatter started in the comms. “Easy, Zane. Don’t burn through another mattress.” A low laugh came through the headset. Relaxed. Careless. “I’ve been deployed for six months. I needed the release. And don’t let my wife hear that.” More laughter. “Right. Take care of the little mistress first, then call home and play devoted husband?” My phone rang. His voice when I answered was warm. Intimate. Soft in a way it never was on the field. He said he missed me. Said he counted the days until he could come home. I watched the live drone feed while he said it. What he didn’t know was that three months ago, I had quietly transferred into the family’s Strategic Intelligence division. Every operation his crew ran, I was the one behind the monitors—tracking shipments, rerouting safehouses, intercepting rival signals, listening to every word spoken over secured lines. The first night he slept with her, I logged the timestamp. 00:43 hours. When the call ended, I dialed another number—encrypted, family internal. “I’ll accept your offer,” I said calmly. “After this job, I’m stepping away.” The voice on the other end was steady. Controlled. Powerful. “You’ll leave after the Palermo Capture,” he replied. “I’ll personally see to your relocation.” A pause. “Three days.”

My mother-in-law’s final wish was simple—she wanted one last trip to Hawaii, to bask in the warmth of the sun before her time ran out. But her son, Vincent, didn’t see it that way. He thought I was manipulating her, using her as an excuse to drag him on a vacation he didn’t want. So, out of spite, he refused to grant her dying wish. I begged him. Pleaded. Swallowed my pride and all the hurt his accusations brought. After relentless persuasion, he finally relented. I thought, at last, I could give Lucy the happiness she deserved. But on the day we were set to leave, Vincent was nowhere to be found. And that same day, Lucy suffered a heart attack. She passed away with only me by her side—never getting to feel the warmth of the sun on her skin one last time. And then I saw it. A picture. Vincent, tagged at a luxury resort with his ex. The caption from her read: Thank you for abandoning your job to take me on this trip. You’re the best. I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry. I didn’t even confront him. I just packed my bags and left. And this time? Vincent found out about the truth and begged me to stay.

Pemenang "People's Choice Award 2019" untuk "Best Diverse". “Sekarang kamu tahu rahasiaku. Itu sangat buruk, Summers.” Dia menyeringai. Seringai kutu buku itu! Dan itu membuatku gila, tapi saat ini, dia terlihat sangat tampan. “Aku gak akan kasih tahu siapa pun,” kataku cepat-cepat, berharap itu memberi jaminan yang dia butuhkan sehingga dia bisa membiarkanku pergi karena meskipun dia terlihat sangat tampan, dia juga tampak berbahaya. Berusaha untuk tidak gemetar, aku menggigit bibirku. Matanya menangkap pergerakanku dan dia membungkuk ke depan, mengisi lubang hidungku dengan aroma ganjanya yang dia hirup tadi. Memiringkan kepalanya, dia berdecak-decak dan tersenyum. “Langkah yang salah.” Setelah itu, bibirnya menyambar bibirku, mengetuk seluruh udara dari paru-paruku. Dia menciumku tanpa ampun. Lidahnya menyelinap ke lipatan kecil dari mulutku, dan pikiranku mendadak kosong ketika kurasakan ujung lidahnya mencumbu lidahku. Mendorongku jauh, dia memperhatikanku dengan tatapan nakal di wajahnya saat dia berkata, “Sekarang aku akan menjadi milikmu.” [ Mengandung unsur dewasa ]

“ก็เพื่อนกันทั้งนั้น เรื่องมันก็ผ่านมานานแล้ว ใช่ไหมแหวน” เสียงของเรซหนึ่งในกลุ่มเพื่อนของน้องชายฝาแฝด เรซกำลังพยายามทำให้บรรยากาศดีขึ้นหลังจากที่นาฟบอกให้ฉันรู้ว่าใครบางคนนั้นมาที่นี่ด้วย “แหวนไม่นับผู้ชายที่เคยนอนด้วยเป็นเพื่อน” ฉันพูดตรง ๆ ใครกันจะอยากเป็นเพื่อนกับคนที่ทำให้เราเจ็บ แม้ว่าความเจ็บที่ได้รับ 90% จะเป็นฉันที่วิ่งเข้าไปหาเองก็เถอะ แต่แล้วเสียงจากด้านหลังของฉันก็ดังขึ้น เสียงที่ฉันเคยคุ้นเมื่อนานมาแล้ว ถึงเป็นคำสั้น ๆ แต่ฉันก็รู้ว่าเขาเป็นใคร “หึ” เสียงและตัวมาพร้อมกัน เจ้าของร่างสูงเดินไปนั่งที่ว่างตรงที่ฉันทักไปก่อนหน้า ซึ่งมันอยู่ตรงข้ามกับฉัน ฉันมองเขาแค่เพียงเล็กน้อยและเบือนหน้าหนี เชื่อเถอะว่าไอ้เสียงที่เปล่งออกมาจากลำคอนั้นเป็นคำสั้น ๆ แต่มันมีความหมายและความหมายของเขาก็คือ ‘คิดว่าฉันยังอยากจะได้เขาอยู่ไง’

Randy’s mother, Monica, was on her dying bed. Her only wish before she died was for him, my alpha boyfriend, to perform our marking ceremony before she passed. When Monica looked at him eagerly, Randy agreed to mark me. But after we left her room, Randy said that he was going to marry Alina. “Alina’s mother is critically ill. She also wants to watch her undergo the marking ceremony before she passes. We can wait a little longer before we conduct our own marking ceremony, Emma.” “But what about your mother? She wants to witness us undergo the marking ceremony too!” “My mother can hang in there a little longer. Don’t worry.” Randy then grabbed the ring that Monica had given to me. It had acted as a symbol of me being her daughter-in-law, but Randy gave it to Alina. Unbeknownst to him, Monica was already at Death’s door, and she was feigning a picture of health in front of him. On the day Monica passed away, Randy performed the marking ceremony with another woman. After I made preparations for Monica’s funeral, I vanished from Randy’s world. To my surprise, he started begging me to become his mate after I left.

If you are going to be BAD, then you have to do it the BAD way... It's pretty simple: 1) Don't get caught 2) Always have a Plan B 3) If all else fails... Run...Run for your life! Everyone has a bad side. Some try to deny it's existence, some hide it and others well...they rule the world with it. In the book of being BAD, there are ninety-nine formulas for world domination... Number one: You aren't BAD until you can walk around the school dressed in all pink and have everyone afraid to approach you. Number two: You aren't BAD until you can break into a certain bad boys house and well... do the wrong kinds of stuff. Number three: You aren't bad until quite frankly, you have declared vengeance against the bad boy. ~*~ "I heard you like bad boys," Blade says with a vivid smirk on his face. I glared up at him, without responding clenching my fists fighting the urge to punch him in the face. "So...?" He says after a couple of seconds of silence. "So what?" "So what do you think...Tinker Bell?" He says emphasizing on the stupid name. His face moved closer to mine and I stared back into his green eyes, watching the fire inside ignite. I smirked, "Then find me one." Blade grins at my witty retort and shrugs it off. "I look at you and I see cotton candy, but then you open your mouth... and suddenly you turn into liquorice," he scoffs. "Welcome to the game bitch, your move, now let's play."