Harga Spit But

Shanaya hampir meninggal di meja operasi akibat pendarahan hebat dari kehamilan ektopik. Namun, suaminya malah merayakan ulang tahun selingkuhannya dengan mewah. Dalam empat tahun pernikahan, Shanaya sangat merendah dan tidak peduli pada harga dirinya. Akan tetapi, dia tetap tidak mampu memenangkan hati suaminya. Hingga dia melihat suaminya memanjakan dan melindungi putri musuhnya itu dengan sepenuh hati, dia akhirnya menyerah dan pergi dengan meninggalkan selembar surat kesepakatan cerai. Shanaya kembali ke dunia kerja dan fokus meniti kariernya. Dia menghebohkan seluruh Kota Himar dan menjadi incaran kalangan atas. Melihat pria-pria yang bermunculan di sisi Shanaya, si presdir dingin pun tak bisa tinggal diam lagi. Dia turun tangan secara pribadi untuk menyingkirkan saingan asmaranya, lalu memojokkan Shanaya ke dinding. "Istriku, aku nggak setuju untuk cerai!"

"Take off your clothes, Carissa. I want to see what I've bought." Nico commanded calmly. Carissa's eyes flashed with defiance. "I am not your pet! I'll die before I submit to you!" "Oh, but you are mine," he growled against her skin. "And I'll make sure you learn to obey me...on your knees, begging for my touch." CARISSA I never thought I'd be in this situation with Nico Demonio. The guy I liked when I was younger now stands in front of me, his eyes full of anger and a desire for revenge. My father sold me to this ruthless mafia boss, and now I'm trapped. Nico hates my family because he thinks we're responsible for his parents' death. He also believes my brother betrayed him and put him in prison. Now, I'm stuck in Nico's twisted world, feeling both hate and attraction for him. One minute I want to spit in his face, the next I find myself dizzy and aching for him. NICO That fool, Carissa's father, thinks he can erase his debts by auctioning off his own daughter. Little does he know I’m back for my perfect revenge. Now, Carissa is in my grasp, and I'll use every tool to break her. She will be my pet, forced to submit to my every desire. I'll push her to her limits, seeing how far I can bend her before she shatters. In the end, she will surrender to me completely...or learn the true cost of defying the Mafia Boss.

Pernikahan ini hanyalah kesepakatan bisnis—tanpa cinta, tanpa harapan. Rin menikah dengan Reihan, pria yang dulu begitu hangat di masa kecil, namun kini dingin dan membenci kehadirannya. Selama tiga tahun, Rin bertahan meski setiap hari diperlakukan seperti orang asing. Ia menutupi luka-lukanya demi keluarga, demi harga diri, dan... demi cinta yang hanya ia sendiri rasakan. Namun ketika Reihan mengajukan cerai karena wanita yang sebenarnya ia cintai kembali, sebuah kecelakaan mengubah segalanya. Rin kehilangan ingatannya. Tapi yang kembali… bukan Rin yang dulu. Ia bangkit sebagai sosok baru: tegas, bebas, dan tak lagi terikat oleh masa lalu. Reihan bingung, terluka, dan untuk pertama kalinya—takut kehilangan Rin. Ketika cinta datang terlambat, apakah sebuah pernikahan tanpa nama bisa berubah menjadi kisah yang layak diperjuangkan?

"Kamu tau Riyanti kan?" Tidak bisa dipungkiri, mendengar nama itu lagi setelah 3 tahun menikah membuat tubuh perempuan yang tengah memakaikan baju pada putrinya sempat terhenti. Riyanti. Perempuan pemilik hati suaminya sejak dulu dan mungkin sampai sekarang. Entah karena apa hubungan mereka kandas sehingga orang tua Agam memohon padanya untuk menyelamatkan harga diri keluarga karena ditinggal oleh calon mantu mereka. Masih jelas sekali sewaktu Agam merapalkan nama Riyanti sebanyak 3 kali di depan semua orang yang menyaksikan pernikahan yang seharusnya tidak terjadi itu. "Memangnya kenapa, Bang?" tanya perempuan itu pada suaminya. Diam-diam dia mengepalkan tangannya berharap dugaan buruk dibenaknya tidak akan terjadi. "Dia telah kembali." Jawaban singkat namun menohok hati. Anjali menghembuskan napas pasrah seolah tau apa yang akan terjadi selanjutnya. "Mari kita bercerai, Anjali."

We all have an inspiration to live. We all have that one person who keeps us from fighting and moving. That someone who keeps our heart beating. That someone who keeps on giving us a blissful morning. But what if one morning while laying in the dark, the person you loved the most is the person you can't remember anymore? Fall Navarez never thought that this day would come. Never did he think of losing the memories of that someone in his head. Later did he realize, he came up with a question: "Who's Grace?" There's a lot of variations in their testimonies. Some have scarlet threads attached. Some had loose strings which means a dead end. Fall Navarez didn't know what story he had to believe. He wanted to believe them all, but every person he asked, died the day after. "Grace is your girlfriend, Fall." "Hell no! Grace is your wife." "That would be gross, but I only know was that Grace is your sister." "Oh my God, you really don't know, do you? Grace is your f*ckin' psychologist!" Why would Fall had a psychologist, assuming that Grace is indeed one? "You're hell-bent, Fall! You're crazy!" "Who's Grace?! Answer now or I'll f*cking kill you!" He smirked. "As you did to your mother?" he held his tongue and spit saliva at Fall. "Hell yeah! YOU KILLED YOUR F*CKING MOTHER!" Maybe there's someone who's deceiving. Maybe someone had asked them to deceive Fall! But wait, where was the lie? To the you-killed-Grace part or the Grace-is-your-mother part? Hmm, did Grace really fall from grace? "Put the gun in your mouth. . . pull the trigger." FALL FROM GRACE by ANONYGLITCH

“You can feel it right? The burning attraction.” Giovanni whispers, trapping her by the wall. He rests his palm beside her head, lowering his head to her height. Mia swallows her spit as she automatically clasps her thighs together trying to soothe the ache down there. “No– I don't feel anything.” she says trying to sound firm, but her voice betrays her coming out in a breathy whisper. He smirks, trailing his fingers down her cheeks tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Deny all you want. You. Are. Mine!!!” he growls, slamming his lips down on hers hard. ~~~~ Mia Neomi didn't know what she dragged herself into when she innocently saved a mafia lord from death in a dark alley one night. Thinking everything was going to be fine after she woke to an empty bed, life shows her it's more fucked up than she thinks when they meet in the most uncanny way ever. The man she saved turns out to be her cold, ruthless, and merciless boss at her office, Mr Giovanni Antonio. A cold blooded killer, the Capo of the Italian Mafia. A man whose sole purpose is to ruin everything he touches. He hates her because he can't stop thinking about her while she hates him because he makes her life hell. But when the attraction overtakes the hatred. Mia soon discovers that the man she is attracted to isn't who he says he is, and the woman he is attracted to isn't who he thinks she is. Lies, secrets, and betrayal threatens to tear them apart. Will their attraction conquer it all? Or will they be consumed in the web that entangles them together? I mean is attraction even worth fighting for?

“Who would have thought goody two shoes Tatiana Olivera is a nasty sl*t who fantasies about f*ck*ng her step brother?” Hasan continues his teasing. He inserts in middle finger in my mouth and I greedily s*ck on it, picturing it to be his c*ck. Hasan’s mouth parts open, his brows cresting as he watches me s*ck his middle finger like a kid sucking on a candy cane. I frowned when he pulled out his middle finger. He grabs my chin with a fierceness that sent me on edge. “Open your mouth.” He orders and I obey. He takes in a deep breath as though calming himself and before I knew it, hot liquid drops into my mouth. Did.. did he just spit in my mouth? It tastes divine. It tastes like him. And I want more. “Swallow.” I meet his gaze as I gulp down his saliva. A proud smile appears on his face. “There’s my good little sl*t.” ***** I hate Hasan Olivera. I can’t stand him. The way he walks into the room like he owns the place, the smug smirk that says he already knows what I am thinking. He’s insufferably cocky, sharp-tongued, insanely hot and fully aware of it. And those eyes? Dark, knowing, endlessly amused by the fact that, no matter how much I pretend otherwise, I’m completely drawn to him. I want him to f*ck me. I want him to claim me. I want him to be mine because I belong to him. But he's my step brother. And I hate my step brother. -------

"Asal Abang tau, jika eneng tuh disuruh bercerai dari Abang, karena Abang dianggap miskin." Risma, seorang perempuan desa yang menikah dengan Riswan, pemuda dari luar desanya yang mengaku sebagai yatim piatu dan tidak punya sanak saudara. Rumah tangga mereka selalu dihina dan direndahkan oleh saudara-saudaranya, termasuk oleh bapaknya sendiri, Juragan Hasyim, karena kehidupan mereka yang miskin.Risma selalu membela suaminya, tidak mempermasalahkan kehidupannya yang susah karena merasa tidak pernah menyusahkan keluarga besarnya. Riswan yang penyabar walaupun selalu dihina membuat Risma merasa kesal. Risma tidak mempermasalahkan hidupnya yang susah, tetapi dia tidak terima jika orang miskin dianggap tidak punya harga diri.Riswan pada akhirnya mengetahui jika istrinya itu dipaksa untuk bercerai dengannya, hingga akhirnya dia pergi meninggalkan istri dan anak-anaknya, dan kembali lagi dengan menunjukkan siapa diri dia yang sebenarnya.

Sample: ' “Motherfucking dog is what he is , damn it” she chugged her drink down . She pointed her unsteady hand at her two best friends who were watching the show unfold . “ All men are the same . HEARTLESS CHEATING BASTARDS . Do you hear me? Heartless cheating bastards ” Casey screamed at the men sitting on a nearby table. “Yes, that's what you all are . Cheaters . Bloodsucking vampires, you use women like chewing gum and spit them out after you use them”. She placed her glass with a loud bang , almost falling off the table. She joined her hands while looking up at the ceiling, blinking . “If someone up there is listening, I wish all these men would suffer from crabs so bad , they would scratch it so hard that their dicks will fall off ”. She looked down and pointed a finger at them. “This is my curse on your species ”. She turned back to her friends leaving behind a group of mortified men with wide eyes who were left there holding their junks in fear . ' Casey has always been a hopeless romantic, searching for the one person who will finally return her love. Owen, on the surface, has it all—wealth, fame, and an endless stream of admirers. Yet despite his many conquests, he shuns commitment, refusing to be tied to anyone. When a scandal threatens his reputation, Owen concocts a plan: a fake engagement to Casey, In return, he promises to help her win a man. It soon grows complicated.Owen finds himself unexpectedly drawn to Casey but just when love seems within reach, Owen's past returns—his ex, stirring old emotions and doubts. What happened next read in my book ‘Mr Wrong'

Julian adalah seorang mahasiswa berusia 20 tahun yang memiliki masa kelam saat SMP dan menyiksakan trauma yang mendalam. Kehilangan seorang sahabat membuatnya menutup diri dari pergaulan. Serta tidak percaya akan adanya cinta setelah sang ibu mendapatkan penghianatan besar dari sanga ayah. Jinny seorang mahasiswi berusia 20 tahun yang juga memiliki masa sulit ketika SMP hingga membuatnya mengalami krisis percaya diri akibat di kucilkan oleh teman-teman sekolahnya. Namun ketika SMA seorang laki-laki bernama Joe hadir dalam hidupnya dan mampu mengembalikan rasa percaya dirinya. Sampai suatu ketika Julian dan Jinny di pertemukan di sebuah kejadian yang hampir merenggut harga diri gadis itu. Pertemuan tak terduga itu membuat mereka harus menentukan sebuah pilihan untuk terus menjalani hidup dan harus menerima pilihan yang akan menentukan apakah pilihan itu adalah sebuah kebahagiaan atau kesedihan.