How Far I'll Go

Blurb They didn't love eachother like normal brother and sister should and that was why he didn't hesitate to kiss her against the wall the day he came back from military service. Jayden and Chloe were step siblings although they weren't related by blood and now, things are a lot more heated between them now that Chloe had gotten more beautiful and her cleavage could be easily seen in her low cut dress. Will Jayden leave her to marry her betrothed or will he drag her away from the altar on her wedding day. Note that this is a CRAZY book and it ends on a CLIFFHANGER.

The day my boyfriend got back together with his first love was the day I boarded the flight to Imperia. "Queenie was just a fling," said my boyfriend. "I'll never see her again. We'll be together forever." His friends were worried about my ruining his heartfelt confession, but I would not. Not this time. Before I went to Imperia, I promised my mentor I would join medical research, and I was half a month away from total communication cutoff. I would have to stay around for ten years for the research. I would not be allowed to contact anyone in the meantime. And thus, my ties to my soon-to-be ex were broken.

Katherine Harrison swore one night with Dorian would be nothing more than a reckless mistake. A secret to bury. But when her father drags her into a summer of forced family bonding with her new stepmother, Katherine finds herself under the same roof as the one man she can’t stand and can’t stop craving. Dorian lives to provoke her. Every smirk, every filthy word, every brush of his body against hers feels like a dare she’s seconds away from losing. He knows exactly how to get under her skin, and the line between hate and desire blurs more with every stolen glance. She tells herself to ignore him. To remember he’s off-limits. To keep her distance. But Dorian has other plans…plans that could expose their darkest secret and burn their world to the ground. This summer, Katherine will have to decide, fight the fire or let it consume her whole.

Terkadang takdir yang kita jalani tidak selalu seperti apa yang kita harapkan. Takdir yang kita jalani pun— terkadang mempermainkan kita Takdir itu pula yang membawaku di titik saat ini Entah harus senang atau sedih, Aku bingung Aku mencintainya! Tidak— Aku sangat sangat mencintainya Ya! Apa Kau dengar itu Tuhan? Aku mencintainya! Namun, Sang Kuasa bertindak dengan seenaknya Apa ini yang Dia inginkan? Membuat semua berjalan tidak sesuai dengan alurnya Memporak-porandakan semua impian yang sudah dirancang bersama Apa ini jalan yang telah dipilih untuk hidupku? Apa Aku sanggup? Tanpanya— Aku Freya Amelia, terpikat oleh lelaki yang hebat, Kei Sagara. Aku tidak pernah menyangka takdir akan mempertemukanku dengannya. Seseorang yang aku idam-idamkan. Namun, baru kusadari. Benar kata orang, setiap manusia tidak ada yang sempurna. Kalian pikir seorang Kei Sagara sempurna? Ya kupikir begitu awalnya. Bersamanya selama 4 tahun ini membuatku seperti terjebak dalam lingkaran hidupnya. Dia memberiku kebahagiaan, namun kebahagiaan itu harus kubayar dengan kebebasanku. Seolah-olah dia menggenggam erat sayap-sayapku untuk terbang, mengikatku dalam istana yang ia ciptakan untukku. Rasa ingin keluar selalu terbesit namun aku tak mampu berlari menjauh dari tempatnya. Bertaruh dengan resiko aku kehilangan dirinya? Aku tidak bisa. Ya, sebesar itulah efek seorang Kei Sagara dalam hidupku. Lalu apakah aku akan terus bertahan? Entahlah.

Bos galak itu tiba-tiba mendekatiku. Dan dengan tidak tahu malunya melamarku di depan banyak karyawan lainnya dan yang lebih parahnya, calon tunanganku juga menyaksikan adegan lamaran itu. “Bos, saya tahu saya bersalah karena sudah menampar Anda. Tolong pecat saya saja dan jangan membalas dendam dengan cara seperti ini!” Bukannya memecat Hanum, Bosnya malah semakin mendekatinya. Berbagai cara Abian lakukan untuk bisa dekat denga Hanum. Tapi penolakan adalah hasil yang selalu dia dapat. Hingga Hanum merasa lelah dengan kelakuan Abian. “Menyingkirlah, Bos!" BOOK COVER by @my_dalart (saya sendiri)

Si Stella Solace ay isang receptionist sa kilalang hotel locally at internationally. Sa pagkakaroon ng party sa hotel, hindi niya inaasahan na makaka-one night stand niya ang senior manager nila na napakasungit na si Kendrix Harrison at bukod pa doon, hindi na tinigilan ni Kendrix si Stella. Papayag kaya si Stella sa kagustuhan ni Kendrix o okay na ang minsan?

I spiked the drink of Daniel Falkner, Belcaster's big shot, three years ago. After that night of madness, he doesn't punish me. Instead, he takes my waist in his hands and drives into me until my legs go weak, calling me "princess", again and again. But just as I'm about to confess, Serena Jarman, the woman he never gets over, returns. For her sake, he lets me get hit by a car, makes me watch Mom's keepsake get left to a stray, and even throws me into jail with his own hands. By the time I'm shattered and boarding a flight to Velport to marry someone else, Daniel is tearing Belcaster apart just to find me.

All the relatives knew I had a "backward cousin." For my birthday, she gave me a grocery-store pound cake. When I ran a marathon, she presented me with a pair of worn-out canvas sneakers. At my graduate school acceptance party, she even sent a funeral wreath of white lilies with a sash that read "In Sympathy," wishing me an early departure to the afterlife. In my previous life, I slapped her so hard she tumbled down the porch steps. My brother took her side and plotted revenge, falsely reporting to the university that I had cheated on my SATs. My admission was revoked. "You're so modern. You know how things work," he sneered. "Plenty of people take a gap year. Just apply again." My father also defended her, cutting off all my financial support. "You've had so much schooling. You're so educated," he said coldly. "Support yourself." Alone in a city eighteen hundred miles from home, I fought to survive. I called my brother and my father again and again—only to be blocked. I delivered food while renting a room and studying to reapply. At my lowest, my hands were raw and cracked from frostbite, scrambling for delivery shifts at four in the morning just to earn a small bonus. Worn down by the cold and exhaustion, I suffered cardiac arrest at twenty-three and collapsed in a snowdrift in that unfamiliar city. No one ever came to claim me. This time, I chose to let it go and accepted the wreath with a gracious smile. To fully integrate myself into this family. After all, what is a moment of pride compared to a lifetime's inheritance?

On the day I was trying out my wedding gown, a stranger dashed into the VIP room and pushed me hard onto the ground. "I'm the real Mrs. John Curtis. Someone like you, with no money or a strong family behind you, should serve me instead." She looked down on me before kicking my pregnant belly with her sharp heels. The pain blurred my vision and made me break out in a cold sweat. Jolene Nostra crouched next to me and slapped me with the back of her hand. "You were only a jilted lover without wealth or influence, trying to wed into a rich family by getting pregnant." As blood flowed heavily from between my legs, a realization hit me. My fiancé, the person I'd been with for four years, was seeing another woman. "What's this? How dare you give me that look? I could kill you, and nothing would happen to me because I'm Mrs. John Curtis!" As she lunged towards me, I pulled out my phone with trembling hands to call my brother. "Come get me, Anthony. And tell our guys I want the Curtis family gone from South City."

My younger brother, Owen Rivera, and I are playing in Dad's refrigerated truck. Owen wants to grab my ice cream from me, but I refuse to let him have his way. He shoves me forcefully, causing me to lose my balance and fall to the floor, knocking me out on the spot. When I finally wake up and locate him in the freezer, I find out that he's gotten reduced to a frozen statue. The security footage shows that Owen has been screaming the words "Mommy, help me!" hysterically for three hours before his death. After Mom is done watching the footage, she breaks down on the spot. Then, she yanks me by my hair before slamming me against the wall. "What were you doing? You were at the entrance, dammit! Why didn't you open the door for Owen?" With reddened eyes, Dad throws me into the freezer. "Owen was cold and frightened in the freezer! You should have a taste of the same thing too!" The thick and heavy door is slammed in my face. Darkness and a bone-chilling coldness devour me instantly. I curl into a small ball in the corner Owen has just died in. My teeth are starting to chatter, and my consciousness is starting to slip away. I'm sorry, Mom and Dad. I don't feel cold. I'm not cold at all. I will never eat ice cream ever again in my next lifetime.