Hand Grip Motor Terbaik

Aku sudah menikah dengan Dennis selama sepuluh tahun. Aku bahkan pernah bertemu dengan mantan pacarnya setelah kami menikah. Setiap kali dia bosan dan ingin ganti pasangan, aku selalu jadi alasan terbaik untuk putus dengan setiap pacarnya. “Kamu akan jadi seperti dia kalau menikah denganku. Pada akhirnya, akan bosan karena terlalu akrab dan terbiasa, jadi nggak ada perasaan baru lagi.” Di hari peringatan pernikahan kami, aku malah sibuk menghibur mahasiswi yang baru saja dia putuskan, sementara dia asik menonton bioskop bersama pacar barunya. Saat tisu di tanganku habis, aku seakan melihat bayangan diriku di masa lalu. Jadi, aku pun mengajukan cerai pada Dennis. Dia jarang sekali tampak bingung begitu dan berkata, “Nggak mau tunggu sebentar lagi? Siapa tahu aku bakal sadar dan berubah. Aku hanya tersenyum tipis tanpa menjawab, lalu memesan tiket menuju negeri seberang. Jika aku tak bisa menunggu kepulanganmu, biarlah aku yang melangkah pergi lebih dulu.

Hyacinth Clausen is a young woman caught in the web of a dark and dangerous love affair with her stepbrother, Silas Forest. Silas, the first in line to become the Alpha, is not just any ordinary man, he's known as a fallen angel, the devil himself. With a heart as black as coal and eyes that fade to obsidian, Silas is obsessed, possessive, impulsive, and chaotic. He wants to own Hyacinth, to chain her up so she can never escape. But Hyacinth is not just any ordinary toy, she's his forbidden addiction, a flame that burns brighter the closer she gets to the fire. In a world where love and hate collide, Hyacinth must navigate the dangerous waters of a love that is both toxic and all-consuming, while Silas battles his own demons and the consequences of his dark desires. Will Hyacinth find a way to break free from Silas' grip, or will she be lost forever in the clutches of the devil himself?

"No darling, I'm not a hero. I'm the villain about whom your mother must have warned you to stay away from because I will not save you, I will destroy you.” Harley Davidson's once peaceful life took a dramatic turn when she learned that the notorious mafia leader, Aiken Lynn, was killed in a shootout with the police—and that he was her late father. In the wake of this revelation, her world is further upended when her father's most dangerous enemy kidnaps her, issuing an sinister demand: Marry him! Zayn Wakon, a man shrouded in danger, poses a significant threat, and being close to him could have devastating consequences. Yet, Harley finds herself at a crossroads. Does she have the strength to escape his grip, or might this seemingly treacherous ally ultimately become her unexpected protector?

" I love you Vedanth." Keerthana whispered softly. " I'm still struck in my past . Moreover , I don't have any feelings for you. Your not my type." Vedanth replied coldly. After few months: Vedanth pulled her towards him and placed his lips on her , it's not a passionate one but a harsh kiss. She struggled hard to breathe , the smell of barcadi made her feel nauseous. " Leave me! ." She tried to push him away but his grip on her tightened each and every second. She felt suffocated. At the beginning, she thought it's just a Crush but when she realises it's not just a Crush and she had fallen head over heels for him her life turns upside down . Join this roller coaster ride filled with blush , happiness , crazy ness and some emotions.

He steps closer to me... Closer... More closer... He pulls me close to him. His hand wrapped around my wrist. His eyes are into my lips. His hand grips my chin and his finger touches on my lower lips. I swallow my saliva... He slowly leans towards me. Our lips are an inch far. I closed my eyes... Against my ear, he whispered, "You are my women"... He steps closer to me... Closer... More closer... He pulls me close to him. His hand wrapped around my wrist. His eyes are into my lips. His hand grips my chin and his finger touches on my lower lips. I swallow my saliva... He slowly leans towards me. Our lips are an inch far. I closed my eyes... Against my ear, he whispered, "You are my women"... My temper sparked. I evert my eyes in his."In your dream", I shout and forcefully pushed him away... I run out of the room. My heart was pounding wildly in my ear. I took a deep breath, claim the rapid thuds in my chest. I desperately want to claim my heartbeat down... In reality, I am confused why my heart was pounding when he was close to me? Why did I close my eyes? Why I am blushing? I just hate him, isn't I? I asked myself why he said that to me? Is he drunk? I pulled my hair, Questions in my heart driving me crazy...

After the broken engagement, they need to search for the relics and find it before the demons lay a hand on the sacred relics. Adventure and monsters awaits. Secrets and mysteries is about to unfold. Immortal's Fire.

Ibuku adalah seorang seniman forensik yang paling andal di kantor polisi. Dia tegas, berintegritas, dan sangat membenci kejahatan.  Namun, ketika menerima telepon darurat dariku, dia malah menegurku dengan tegas, “Kamu jelas-jelas tahu ini hari ulang tahun adikmu yang baru mencapai usia dewasa, tapi kamu malah mau pakai trik kotor ini untuk merusak suasana! Kalau kamu benar-benar diculik, biar saja penculik itu membunuhmu!” Dia yakin bahwa ini hanyalah lelucon dan menolak datang ke kantor polisi untuk membuat sketsa. Akhirnya, dia melewatkan kesempatan terbaik untuk menyelamatkanku dan aku disiksa hingga mati. Setelah laporan tes DNA keluar, dia bergegas pergi ke tempat kejadian dengan langkah yang goyah. Berdasarkan tulang-tulangku, dia mulai menggambar sketsaku dengan tangan yang gemetar. “Ini nggak mungkin adalah Janice! Aku pasti salah gambar!” Namun, tidak peduli berapa kali dia menggambar, sketsa yang dihasilkannya menampilkan dengan jelas wajahku saat aku meninggal. Ibuku yang selalu membenciku akhirnya meneteskan air mata.

His smirk deepened and he took another step toward me. “I want to fuck you.” His voice dripped lower, “As a dancer, you should be used to this by now.” I shook my head quickly, panic rising in my chest. “Yes, I do know. I mean, that’s what I’m meant for.” “Now, let’s get down to business, shall we?” He said, stepping closer. “I don’t have all night.” Before I could part my lips to answer, his hand gripped my thigh and lifted it. The fabric of my dress bunched up, exposing the fine lace of my panties. I gasped, trying to move away from him, but his other hand moved to the back of my neck, holding me in place. His mouth crashed into mine, claiming my lips with a hunger that left me breathless. Suddenly, I felt his hand slip under the elastic of my panties, his finger grazing my sensitive flesh. I whimpered into the kiss, trying to resist, but the sensation was too overwhelming. He deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth as his finger moved further, sliding inside me with ease. I moaned in protest, the sudden intrusion causing a sharp pain as he broke the kiss, smiling wickedly. “Shhh…” he murmured, the sound sending a shiver down my spine. He knelt, his hand still holding my leg up. “I’m going to need you to open those thighs for me,” he ordered, his tone dark and mocking all at once.

18+ __ Reaching forward, she ran her hand over his hard, well defined abs. “Its pretty.” Zique held her hand against him, pride shooting through him like electricity. A man’s body wasn’t something to be called pretty, but she could call his whatever she wanted to. “Thank you.” He slid her hand further down, running it along the length of his covered c*ck. “I wonder what you’d have to say about this.” The hardness made Kiara gasped and when he dropped his underwear, she was utterly flabbergasted. It was the size of her hand, unbelievable but true. “Huge...?” Zique smirked. “I thought you’d call it pretty too.” ___ As ruthless as the devil, Zique Blud reigned above all the other alpha's. He was feared by most, looked up to by many and only a few had the courage to test him. He hated the weak, detested them with his whole heart, which was exactly why he crushed them...But crushing them ended up being the reason why he was cursed by the goddess... In ten years...he needed to find his mate or the thread around his heart would tighten until it killed him. _ Kiara Cole had been locked away from the world all her life, she was weak, without a wolf...thus why the alpha of the Silver Rain pack decided to isolate her from the world... At ten, she had watched him kill her parents and now at 19 years old, she finally got a wolf, only to find out that the man who had stolen half of her life, would be the man to spend the rest of it with her. # Dark Werewolf Romance#

I hear the rumors being spread about me in the pack. The whisper that I'm barren. "Why are you not pregnant yet, Delilah? It's not that hard to spread your legs and lay there, right?" I look down at the two pink lines on the test and smile. It's all going to change now. I went to tell him, and caught my mate cheating on me with my best friend. "He never loved you. We were together before he discovered you, " my best friend says. "He's only with you because he wants an heir," she says quietly. "You're his fated mate. He needed you." "Needed me for what? To play house while you two had your fun?" "To have his baby," she admitted. "Only a child from his fated mate can guarantee the Alpha genes." I was nothing but the tool who was now pregnant with the cheating Alpha's kid. "You're not walking away from this." Castor said, "We have obligations. You have obligations. You don't get just to walk away. None of us do." Tears blurred my vision, but I refused to let them fall. "You're unbelievable." I struggled to pull free, but his grip tightened around my wrist, and I was yanked more each time I resisted. He leaned down, his face inches from mine. "You'll come home with me right now, or I swear, I'll make your life a living hell. You're my wife. My property. And you'll do what I say now." "No, Castor. This is over," I said, backing away. "I'm done being your pawn." "You'll never be done with me," he said, tightening his grip on my waist. "You're mine, Lila. You always will be." "Watch me," I retorted, yanking my arm free. I will leave Castor, no matter the cost.