Hat Kid X Snatcher

Eva and Samuel meet through Eva's best friend, you could say it was love at first sight. As time goes by, things begin to get complicated in this love affair. Will they be able to overcome the problems that arise along the way?

My husband, Henry Luther, never loved me.He's always loved my younger sister instead.I chose to step aside and fulfill their love.But no one believed my sincere sacrifice..."Are you trying to act pitiful again?" Henry stared at me with a hostile look in his eyes.

Siapa sangka kekaguman itu berlanjut menjadi sebuah hal yang rumit, saat Adinda dan Kairo tertangkap basah tidur bersama. Menyukai pria dewasa yang sudah memiliki anak mungkin juga istri? Padahal tidak ada dalam kamus hidup Dinda, walau Dinda pernah berfikir ingin menjalin hubungan dengan yang lebih dewasa darinya namun bukan seorang yang sudah berlabel seorang duda atau suami orang. Hingga kepindahannya ke kos-kosan baru membawanya bertemu dengan Kairo seorang pria dewasa, seorang dokter berlabel ayah dari seorang anak, berkharisma, baik dan sungguh mempunyai sejuta pesona, sukses di karir juga kehidupannya. Akan bagaimana ini berlanjut?

Pukul 4 pagi, suamiku, Arvian, membangunkanku dengan lembut. Suaranya lembut, "Elisa, sayang, bisakah kau melakukan sesuatu untukku?" Tapi kata-katanya berikutnya menghancurkan semua harapan. "Selina lapar. Buatkan dia sup ikan." Selina adalah pembantu kami, dan dia juga selingkuhan Arvian yang sedang hamil. "Aku baru saja mendapat ikan yang segar. Pergi ke dapur dan buatkan semangkuk sup untuknya. Khusus untuk pewaris Keluarga Mahendra." Aku menolak dengan suara yang dingin. Amarahnya pun menyala dalam sekejap. "Jangan keterlaluan, Elisa." "Apa membuat sup itu terlalu sulit bagimu?" Aku menggeleng dan tetap diam. Tangannya mengusap pipiku, dan senyum merendahkan tersungging di bibirnya. "Baiklah, Elisa. Jadi kau sudah berani menentangku sekarang." "Pikirkan baik-baik, Elisa. Apa kau benar-benar ingin tetap menjadi bagian dari Keluarga Mahendra?" "Dan posisi sebagai pengacara keluarga? Pikirkan apa kau masih menginginkan semua itu... lalu beri aku jawabanmu." Melihat kesombongan di matanya, sisa cinta terakhirku padanya pun lenyap. Aku mengeluarkan ponsel dan menekan nomor yang sudah lama tak kuhubungi. "Aku ingin keluar dari Keluarga Mahendra."

I gave birth prematurely, just twenty days before the due date. Two hours after I entered the surgery room, I had a stillborn baby. I did not cry at all. I did not even spare a glance at the dead baby. I endured the pain from childbirth and calmly walked into the hospital nursery. After the door was tightly shut, I turned down the temperature of the air-conditioning. The temperature inside the nursery would be too cold for newborns to bear after an hour. The doctors and parents were begging me on their knees to let their babies live. They screamed and cried. They said I was a mother and hoped that I would understand. Instead, I laughed and said, “Yes, I was a mother. But my baby died!” The gynecologist knelt on the floor and begged, “We may be at fault for not being able to save your baby, but these babies are innocent! “Please don’t be reckless just because you lost your baby! You’re so young. You’ll have more babies in the future.” I gritted my teeth and roared, “But my baby isn’t dead! “She’s still alive. I’ll give you one hour. Bring her back to me!” But I was unsure if she would still be alive after an hour.

My father was a highly respected criminal investigator, and my mother was the head of the ER, dedicated to saving lives. However, I was a regular at the local police station. I fought, caused trouble, and earned the title of “the most hopeless kid on the block.” The first time, I publicly insulted my newly transferred cousin at school. My father dragged me straight to the police station in front of everyone and had me locked up for a full day and night. The second time, I led a gang of thugs to block my cousin’s way home in an alley. My mother was so furious, she dumped me deep in the mountains, leaving me to be bullied by a lecherous bachelor. The third time, I stole a keepsake from my cousin and tossed it down a sewer. My father put the handcuffs on me himself and sent me straight to juvenile detention. Five years later, I became a key informant in an anti-fraud operation, helping the police crack a major nationwide case. The media rushed to report the story, and journalists packed my parents’ house to interview the “hero’s family.” However, my parents just scoffed over the phone. “Her? A hero? We will only believe she is changed for the better when she is dead.” So why was it that when they saw me lying in a pool of blood after shielding a hostage, they finally cried?

I thought I was just an ordinary girl in a quiet town. Then I met Aiden Wolfe. He’s not like anyone I’ve ever known quiet, mysterious, and hiding something wild beneath his skin. I should’ve stayed away. Everyone warned me. But something about him pulled me in… and when he bit me, my whole world changed. Now I feel fire in my veins. I see things I shouldn’t. Creatures that shouldn’t exist. I’m being hunted for something I don’t even understand and Aiden may be the only one who can help me survive. This isn’t the life I chose. But the fire? The fire chose me.

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News of a wedding in Nordica's top power family lit up the world. But at the rehearsal, I caught my fiancée, Ivette Bianchi, making out with her childhood sweetheart, Jerick Weiner. "Babe, we've been in love forever. Let me use your first-time blood as pigment for my art?" Ivette blushed, hesitated— Jerick didn't wait. He pinned her to the wall and kissed her. "My best piece needs that color," he whispered. "I want this painting to end our youth." I watched them twisted together, ice-cold. Dropped the ring. It clattered across the floor. "Go through with the ceremony," I said. "Or your family goes broke." She stiffened, shoved Jerick off, and spat, "Fine." Then she turned right back, grabbed his hand, and dragged him inside. "It's just a bachelorette party. I won't miss the rehearsal." The door slammed. I didn't react. I was done. I made the call. "Change the bride. And yeah—the Bianchis crossed the line first. I want them erased."

My girlfriend, Clara Sutton, had severe mysophobia. Before every intimate moment we shared, she required me to disinfect myself thoroughly in advance. She even set strict rules about how often we could kiss or sleep together, and how long it could last. Without her permission, I was not allowed to touch her. I had always believed she treated everyone this way. I even secretly felt relieved, thinking that I must have been somewhat special to her. Then came that night at the bar. During a party, her childhood friend, Ethan Ford, drew a dare in a game of truth or dare. Then, in front of everyone, he leaned in and kissed Clara. Although it was supposedly a punishment for losing, they kissed deeply for a full five minutes. Our friends laughed and jostled one another as they turned to look at me. Only then did I realize that Clara’s obsession with cleanliness had never been a universal rule. It had existed simply because she did not like me. Disheartened, I asked for a breakup. But Clara soon regretted it. With reddened eyes, she begged me not to leave.