Hikaru No Go Fanfiction

Akiyama, seorang anak yang lahir dengan tanda mata aneh, dibesarkan dalam kesendirian setelah dikucilkan oleh desanya. Sejak lahir, dunia tempat tinggalnya telah dilanda tragedi besar, dan banyak yang percaya bahwa Akiyama adalah pertanda buruk. Namun, di dalam dirinya tersimpan kekuatan legendaris: kekuatan Phoenix yang tak terkalahkan. Dalam perjalanannya, Akiyama bertemu dengan berbagai sekutu dan musuh: Yumi, sahabatnya yang lembut dengan kemampuan penyembuhan; Ryu, pendekar angin yang dingin; Kohaku, bangsawan terbuang yang ahli dalam manipulasi cahaya dan kegelapan; dan Hikaru, si pemberontak yang menguasai api. Masing-masing memiliki kekuatan unik, tetapi juga terikat oleh masa lalu yang kelam. Di sisi lain, Akiyama menghadapi ancaman dari Ren, pemimpin Klan Kurogane yang berkemampuan telekinesis dan menggalang pemberontakan melawan kerajaan. Di balik semua konflik ini, sosok misterius Tsubaki selalu muncul, memperingatkan bahwa takdir mereka sudah tertulis. Namun, ancaman terbesar datang dari Zerathos, Raja Iblis yang telah lama tersegel. Ketika segel Zerathos mulai melemah, kegelapan merambah dunia, dan hanya Akiyama, dengan kekuatan Phoenix-nya yang masih belum sepenuhnya terbangkitkan, yang bisa menghentikan kehancuran total. Akiyama berdiri di atas tebing, melihat ke kejauhan. Akiyama: "Apa yang sebenarnya terjadi saat aku lahir? Kenapa aku... kenapa aku harus memiliki kekuatan ini?" Yumi muncul dari belakangnya, tersenyum lembut. Yumi: "Kekuatanmu adalah harapan terakhir dunia, Akiyama. Kau harus percaya pada dirimu." Ryu dengan tangan terlipat, mendekat tanpa memandangnya. Ryu: "Berhenti meragukan dirimu. Zerathos sudah mulai bergerak. Jika kau tidak bertindak sekarang, kita semua akan hancur." Hikaru mendekat, dengan api kecil berkobar di tangannya. Hikaru: "Kalau kau terlalu lama berpikir, aku akan menghadapi Zerathos sendiri! Tapi... jangan salah... aku tidak akan kalah darimu!" Akiyama menatap langit, merasa berat dengan takdir yang harus dihadapinya. Bayangan Zerathos mulai muncul dari balik awan. Akiyama: "Zerathos... Aku akan menghentikanmu, bagaimanapun caranya. Ini adalah nasibku." ---

Mature content ️ Banyak adegan 21+! sesuaikan usia kalian karena ini bukan bacaan anak remaja apa lagi anak kecil. Grace mengerang karena sentuhan William yang luar biasa menggoda, ia memejamkan matanya menikmati gelenyar-gelenyar nikmat yang mulai menjalari darahnya. Saat lidah William menjilat puncak dadanya, Grace nyaris menjerit karena sengatan rasa yang luar biasa. Namun, belaian lidah William justru seketika mengosongkan otaknya, menggatikan jeritan dengan erangan halus. Seluruh akalnya hilang digantikan oleh gairah yang nyaris tidak terbendung. Instagram @cherry.blossom0311 Facebook : Sakura Hikaru

René Huang is a French-Chinese Painter who lives in France. He lives alone there when his parents are living in China. He is famous, rich, and handsome. Everything in his life was perfect until finally, unexpected events started happening in his life. He painted some paintings in his sleep, and there was a secret behind them. He wanted to find out the secret, and when he became a guest lecturer in an art university, he met a student who was related to the paintings. Their relationship was not good at first, but when they were investigating the paintings together, the romance started blooming. Note: This novel is inspired by my fanfiction that was posted on another platform. The idea and the story are mines. No plagiarism. Cover by MichelleLeeee

A few weeks before our wedding, Rodney Luther's stepmother, Jessica Flaine, posts a photo on her social media. In the photo, she's wearing the wedding dress I picked out, holding a bouquet of red roses, and shyly leaning toward Rodney, asking for a kiss. The caption reads—"Dreams fulfilled." I don't call Rodney in tears or throw a fit like I used to. I simply like the post and leave a comment. "Screenshot sent to Rodney's father." Not long after, Jessica deletes the post, and Rodney's phone call follows immediately. "Ivana, you're being so petty! The rest of my days belong to you. It's only today that I'm fulfilling a small dream of Jessica's. Hurry up and explain things to my dad! "Come on, be good. I've got a gift for you." A scoff escapes me. "Rodney, do you hear me clearly? Go explain it to your father yourself!"

In my previous life, my brother Elliot Quinn's close female friend, Ava Sutton, told him she wanted to camp on the mountaintop and watch the stars. Wanting privacy, he took all the bodyguards from home with him. Unexpectedly, the rival whom Elliot had once humiliated took the opportunity to break into the house seeking revenge. My pregnant sister-in-law fought to protect me with everything she had, while my three-year-old nephew got hurt badly trying to save me. I called Elliot over and over, begging him to come home. Knowing that the situation at home was urgent, he had no choice but to leave Ava Sutton behind and rush back. Elliot's rival was captured, but from the mountaintop came terrible news. Ava had vanished after sending her last message. "I know your sister and wife have been waiting for me to die. Well, they got what they wanted." Elliot coldly deleted the message and told me not to overthink it. Afterward, Dad punished him, and he lost control of the family business. But after the corporate gala, while I was in the backyard, Elliot killed me mercilessly. His face was cold and cruel as he said, "You're the one who made me come back. That's why Ava died. Go and make amends to her!" When I open my eyes again, the front gate of the villa echoes with the voice of Elliot's rival.

I pushed the door open and saw Giovanna standing there in my silk robe—my gift from Enzo—and wearing my heirloom pendant. She lifted a brow and mocked me, “The robe fits, the pendant’s mine, and you—get out.” I grabbed Enzo, demanding an explanation, but he shoved a fake contract in my face, saying, “You signed it.” “I did not. Stop lying!” I snapped. He snapped at me, “This is family business. You know nothing.” It seemed three years together was nothing but an act. That very night, I ran away to Milan. I had nowhere to go and no one to turn to until Mark showed up out of nowhere. “Don’t be scared,” he said. “I’ve got you. As long as I’m around, no one touches you.” He protected me, and for a moment, I really thought I’d finally found someone I could rely on. However, when we were practicing at the shooting range later, I stared at him. “Why are you helping me?” I asked. “And don’t tell me it’s because of that mess I left behind.” His eyes flickered for a second before he answered, “Just trust me. That’s all you need to do.” Something about the way he said it made my stomach twist. This whole disaster was all one giant setup. And now here I am, gripping a gun, fighting for justice, but am I really avenging myself? Or was I already someone else’s pawn from the very beginning?

Setiap bulan tanggal enam Juni, shaman terkuat dari Tailani, Kolea Hema, dan Iapana berkumpul di pusat energi terbesar untuk mengadakan ritual doa demi kesejahteraan dunia. Ritual ini telah berlangsung selama puluhan tahun sejak nenek moyang, hingga akhirnya terjadi hal diluar perkiraan. Kakek dari keluarga shaman Iapana kerasukan roh jahat yang membuatnya membunuh setiap anggota keluarga yang hidup. Hanya tiga keturunan terakhir mereka yang berhasil selamat dari kejadian berdarah malam itu. Mereka adalah Hikaru, shaman yang mampu meramal masa depan, Elisa yang memiliki dua makhluk spiritual, dan Ethan yang memiliki energi spiritual tidak terbatas. Meski mereka berharap bisa mengungkap apa yang terjadi pada keluarga mereka, waktu berlalu begitu saja. Hingga tujuh tahun kemudian, keadaan Koea Hema yang begitu tenang berubah. Saat itulah mereka menyadari kalau roh jahat yang membuat keluarga mereka meninggal kembali datang untuk menghancurkan peradaban manusia. Membuat ketiganya tidak lagi bisa terus diam meski nyawa mereka mungkin menjadi taruhan.

My husband lies to me about working late on Christmas Day. I know he wants to give me a surprise—I saw a jewelry set worth millions of dollars in his pocket. However, all I receive is the news of him pretending to be Santa Claus as he delivers a gift to his female secretary. She flaunts it on social media. "You're the most precious Christmas gift I've gotten." My husband changes the background photo on his social media to a photo of them together. I smile and like the post. Later, the secretary comes to me and smugly says she's pregnant. Meanwhile, I pull out a diagnosis report verifying that my husband is sterile. "Checkmate!" She visibly panics.

When I'm 25, I learn about Hendrick Jefferson living it up with my stepsister, Yvette Rivera. So, I go to my father and ask to marry Hendrick's brother, Jeremy Jefferson. In my past life, I married Hendrick as I wished, yet he hooked up with Yvette the day after our wedding. He brought her everywhere with him, announcing to the world that she was his female companion. He told her to smash the necklace my late mother left for me and indulged in her when she pushed me into the pool. He even hired online trolls to spread rumors about me. Yvette came to me to gloat. "I'm the one Ricky loves—he only married you to make his family shut up! He didn't want to touch you when you were younger, let alone now that you're 25 and old. You need to learn to know your place!" Now that I've been reborn, I decide to give them what they want. Unexpectedly, Hendrick crashes my wedding with Jeremy, claiming that I'm the one he truly loves.

He is the unchallenged Alpha of the Shadow pack. He crushes my hand, lets his true love drive me to the brink, and forces me to lick wolfsbane from my wounds in the punishment chamber, turning me into the pack's laughingstock. I am the Lunar pack's pawn in a political bonding. After enduring three years of humiliation and clutching enemy intelligence, I overturn his throne during the Moon Ceremony, making him watch helplessly as his beloved betrays him and his pack descends into chaos. Later, he backs down. He abdicates as Alpha and gets down on his knees at the pack's border every day, his voice hoarse from shouting, "I was wrong." I hold a blood-stained dagger, my gaze icy as I say, "Your regret is deadlier than wolfsbane and worth even less than my life." Our bonding is a calculated trap, and revenge is the move I am determined to play. Winning him back no longer matters. This time, I am not turning back. I want nothing but his endless remorse and the chance to break my chains and begin a new life.