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Bodyguard Tangguh Dan Enam Putri Mafia Seksi

Bodyguard Tangguh Dan Enam Putri Mafia Seksi

Alan berasal dari keluarga miskin dan seorang yatim piatu. Ia diselamatkan oleh seorang bos mafia terkenal dan dijadikan tangan kanannya. ‘Pergilah cari keenam putriku, mereka dalam bahaya!’ Itulah kata terakhir yang terucap dari Alexander Hood sebelum akhirnya ia meninggal dengan misterius. Namun, Alan tak menyangka jika anak-anak Alexander Hood merupakaan jelmaan bidadari yang seksi dan memesona. Selain menahan para musuh yang berusaha mencelakai mereka, Alan juga harus menahan dirinya untuk tak tergoda 'rayuan' putri-putri cantik ketua mafia paling hebat itu. Follow Instagram Author di M_Titanto
Urban
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White Lake High School (DIMPLES)

White Lake High School (DIMPLES)

White Lake High School, a supernatural institution with supposedly mundane students yet to manifest their supernatural potential. One of them being me, Kelly Isabella McHale, hated by all but only hate one. The infamous, Instagram sensation 'Dimples'. Why do I hate him, you ask? Well, my first response will be the fact that ever since he came into existence, bad things have been happening to me, like barred from a good college bad. But the real reason begins with my initiation into the supernatural world through the death of Henry. 'Looks at the sky' The full moon draws near...or should I saw the blue moon. 'Eyes glow....'
Werewolf
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 The Better Place

The Better Place

Lucy and Adam Were Long time lovers who always dreamed of spending their whole life together, but What happens When there is an obstacle to this, Will they Overcome it and Get married, or Would the obstacle Stop their Unison? Rose, a young Supermodel was Abandoned by her Rich Fiance as he claimed that he wanted to go back to his first love, Will Rose Remain heartbroken or will she move on with her life? Stella Jackson a young single mother was left heartbroken after being abandoned by the father of her child. Is it to late for her to find love? Read this amazing book to find out. Follow me on Instagram @qebunoluwa
Romance
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RATU VELENDOR

RATU VELENDOR

Kecelakaan dan meninggal, Thalassa Evander bertransmigrasi menjadi Thalassa Alexander, putri ke-3 Kerajaan Rhyvekia. Kematian Raja Adonis dan kenaikan takhta Axel Alexander, Thalassa diasingkan ke Wilayah Velendor! Menjadi penguasa baru Kota Velendor, yang miskin, tandus, dan terbuang. Thalassa terikat pada [Sistem Konstruksi Dewa] Thalassa mulai membangun Kota Impiannya! Instagram Author - NaniAulia07
Fantasi
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Anak Selundupan Suamiku

Anak Selundupan Suamiku

Langit terasa runtuh saat Soraya mendapati hasil DNA yang menyatakan kalau salah satu dari sepasang anak kembarnya bukanlah darah dagingnya. Dia baru tahu kalau ternyata suaminya Arvino telah menyusupkan anak hasil selingkuhannya ke dalam keluarga mereka sejak lima tahun yang lalu. Namun, itu bukan masalah satu-satunya. Ratu, mantan sekretaris Vino pun hadir di tengah-tengah mereka dan mengaku sebagai ibu biologis dari Naka. Dia bahkan mendeklerasikan keinginannya untuk merebut posisi Soraya sebagai istri Vino dan ibu dari si kembar Nala dan Naka. Bagaimana Soraya menghadapi semua ini? Mampukah ia mempertahankan rasa sayangnya pada si kecil Naka di tengah terpaan badai rumah tangganya dengan Vino? Instagram penulis: Poetry__talks >>.<<
Rumah Tangga
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No More Pleading for You

No More Pleading for You

On my birthday, I personally prepare 16 dishes. After setting up the candlelight, I open a bottle of red wine. I take a photo and send it to my husband, Eric Sinclair. "I'm working late tonight. Don't wait for me," he replies. I choose to believe him. But after midnight, I notice an Instagram story posted by Shirley Huxley, his secretary. Eric was there with her, dressed in the trench coat I once gave him. They sat side by side in the VIP seat of football stadium where my favorite Super Bowl take place. Entwined in a passionate embrace, they kissed beneath a sea of shimmering lights and the roar of thousands of fans. That game is the one I have always longed to experience with him. I look down at the cold food on the table. Eric's words keep ringing in my head. "I hate kissing." "Marriage is a partnership, not about love and kisses." Though we've been married for ten years, we've never shared a single kiss. Meanwhile, he's out there, kissing Shirley openly and passionately. Despite it all, not a single tear falls from my eyes. The next day, Eric settles into his chair, completely unfazed. "Return the gallery to Shelly," he commands. I nod quietly, saying nothing. Suddenly, Layla Sinclair, my daughter, comes running down the stairs and throws herself into Shirley's arms. "Aunt Shirley, you're my favorite. I don't like Mom!" In that instant, it hits me—the home I devoted my heart and soul to means nothing anymore. It doesn't matter that I've been married to Eric for a decade. Now, all I want is to find myself again. I decide to accept an invitation from the Parisoir School of Fashion Design. From this moment on, I won't wait for them to come home, and I won't look back.
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Groveling at Her Feet

Groveling at Her Feet

On the company's designated monthly day off, Gigi Lott, Donald Hoover's secretary, posted an Instagram story. The caption read, "So what if you're the boss of me when we're at work during the day? At night, I'm the one on top!" In the photo, she was lying atop a water bed covered in rose petals, and the usually stern Donald was kneeling down to massage her feet for her. From his pocket hung a brand new golden necklace. Just that morning, I bought several gold bars and gave them to Donald while beseeching him to make our relationship public. He happily took the locket from me, but when I tried to take a photo of us with our phone, he smacked my phone out of my hands, smashing it into pieces. With a look of pure derision, he declared, "Why don't you take a good look at yourself in the mirror first? You really are a motherless wretch who wasn't raised right. Look at the lengths you'd go to just to ruin me!" Throughout the last five years, I had meekly gone along with his demand that we keep our relationship a secret, claiming it was because office romances were forbidden. But now, I was abruptly hit with the realization of how laughable it all was. The next day, I sent my father a message. "I admit defeat. I'm willing to come home and inherit the family business."
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Betrayal at the Marking Ceremony

Betrayal at the Marking Ceremony

During the exchange of tokens in the Marking Ceremony, I presented the wolf tooth ring I had carved myself, as a witness to our marking. But my Alpha mate, Frendo, remained completely indifferent, not releasing any marking aura, as though he had entirely forgotten that today was the day of our spiritual bonding ceremony. At that moment, Lily updated her Instagram, saying she would be returning to the Sliver Lake Pack in an hour. The air immediately filled with the restless scent of wolves, and before I could react, my Beta brother, George, stepped onto the ceremony stage and emotionlessly announced, "The Marking Ceremony is canceled." Frendo and George, in perfect synchronization, turned and left the altar together, leaving me standing alone, under the watchful eyes of all the Pack members. They wanted to see how a one-person marking ceremony would proceed. It wasn’t until I held back my inner frustration and awkwardly finished the ceremony with some semblance of dignity that I opened Lily’s Instagram. In her latest photo, George and Frendo were both surrounding her, releasing intimate signals. One was holding a silver moon festival gift box, while the other offered her a moonlight rose, her favorite. I bitterly smiled and wiped away the tears from my eyes before calling the one family that truly mattered, my flesh and blood. "Dad, Mom. I want to go home."
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Letting Go of What Was Never Ours

Letting Go of What Was Never Ours

My childhood sweetheart has aplastic anemia and desperately needs a bone marrow transplant. His brother agrees to help, but there's a catch. "I can save him, but you need to marry me." My lover ultimately dies because of medical negligence. I'm heartbroken but still marry Martin Steinfeld per my promise. During the wedding, he gets on one knee before me. His gaze is loving as he says, "I'll treat you well for life, Audrey Lynch. I'll be a thousand times better than Henry; I won't let you shed another tear." I look at his face, which is so much like Henry Steinfeld's. I believe him. Three years after our marriage, I'm five months along when I stumble upon Martin with his mistress. He wraps an arm around her and sighs. "She still can't forget about that dead guy despite us being married for so long. She's not like you, who only has eyes for me. "If not for her insisting on marrying Henry and ruining my future, I wouldn't have had to take my own brother down so much earlier than planned." My blood runs cold, and I tremble all over. Hatred consumes me, and I only have one thought—I have to destroy Martin!
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Pushed Overboard for Her

Pushed Overboard for Her

I was six months pregnant when my husband, Michael Greene, shoved me off the edge of a yacht during a birthday party. Why? Because Lily Clement, his childhood sweetheart, had fallen into the water, and apparently, the yacht was too small for all three of us. After being pulled from the ocean, suffering from hypothermia and shock, I was taken to the hospital. Doctors determined that emergency surgery was necessary and required a family member's consent. However, no matter how many times they called, Michael never picked up. At the same time, lying in a hospital bed, I scrolled through Lily’s Instagram and saw the post she shared just hours earlier. It was a photo of the two of them, soaked but clinging to each other like lovers out of a movie. "Sometimes love comes from the most unexpected places. Thank you for always being there for me—quietly, selflessly, unshakably." That was all I needed. The day I was discharged, I left Michael a signed divorce agreement. If he wanted to be her knight in shining armor, I’d let him.
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