I Dream Of Dinner

It’s nice to love the person you idolize—but Jesabell never expected it to bring such bitterness to her heart. She had hoped for more from Tyron, the young man who cared for her since her parents’ death. She longed for him to love her the same way she loved him. But when another woman enters his life, Jesabell’s hope is shattered. How could she compete with someone who not only mimicked her personality but also seemed to play the role better than she ever could? It hurts. Jesabell wants to free herself from the fantasy she built in her heart and mind. But how can she break free when Tyron refuses to let her go? Will she remain heartbroken, allowing those pretenders to see her as a loser? Or should she give them exactly what they want—showing them her worst side and taking her revenge?

Di hari pertunangannya dengan Damian kekasihnya. Valerie harus melihat dengan mata kepalanya sendiri jika Damian berselingkuh dengan Ruth, kakaknya. Valerie memutuskan pertunangannya alih-alih membongkar aib Damian dan Ruth. Akan tetapi, Ruth yang tak mau jika orang-orang tahu jika dirinya telah berselingkuh dengan calon tunangan adiknya pun menjebak Valerie tidur dengan Noah yang tak lain adalah pengawal Valerie. Valerie diusir dari rumah karena dia hamil dengan pengawalnya sendiri. Seluruh keluarganya membuangnya dan tak mau mengakui dirinya lagi. Hingga Noah pun akhirnya memutuskan untuk bertanggungjawab pada Valerie dan ingin menikahinya. Akan tetapi Valerie menolak karena dia tak mencintai Noah. Hingga pernikahan kontrak pun terjadi sampai anak mereka berdua lahir. "Aku akan bertanggungjawab atas hidupmu dan anak kita. Akan kubalas perlakuan mereka terhadapmu dan membuat mereka bertekuk lutut di depanmu!" kata Noah ketika melamar Valerie. Apakah hubungan mereka baik-baik saja? Apa identitas Noah yang sebenarnya hingga dapat berjanji seperti itu pada Valerie?

Fate twists its vines in ways we can't comprehend. For Sylvie, it brought the force of a Tyrant Alpha and the ruthless Salvalor pack. Sylvie learned to live with her handicap. Stay out of business of other wolves and they'll leave her alone. Mostly. War, however, soon reaches her doorstep. Forced to submit to Malphas, one of the last living Lycans, with a bloody streak and reputation for having the shortest fuse, Sylvie's quiet life turns upside down. Run or serve, the choice is easy. Malphas and the wolf within him, Valac, are the two names whispered in fear. Packs are falling, wolves are dying, territories are burning. The sky is red with blood, in his eyes. The thirst for it, unquenchable. He lives for the thrill of the kill, yet struggles to contain his disdain towards wolves. Rebuilding the line of Lycans, and the Kingdom of Silas to its former glory, is most important. Getting revenge is just a convenience. Imagine the surprise when he finds the last village to pillage, before crossing wolven borders, and a hidden gem within it. The Omega runt throws his senses into confused calmness, and for the first time neither he, nor Valac, feel the urge to kill. Refusing to admit, but finding it intriguing, Malphas takes Sylvie as his cup-girl. What threads will fate weave for the two? Will Sylvie survive under Malphas's command? Will he solve the puzzle behind the quiet, little runt or will his anger and cruelty bury her into the ground? Can Sylvie unravel the mystery hidden in Malphas's eyes? Enjoy the slow burning flames and the rusted blood that keeps them going.

️21+ sesuaikan usia kamu sebelum membaca tulisanku yang pasti bukan untuk anak remaja apa lagi anak kecil."Vanilla, kau tahu apa yang kau lakukan?" "Tentu saja aku tahu." Ia menggesekkan area sensitifnya di benda berotot milik Nick. Bibirnya mengulas senyum penuh kemenangan yang terkesan jail. "Jangan salahkan aku jika... argh!" Nick menggeram, putus asa. "Fuck off!" "Jika apa?" "Jika benda itu tidak sengaja masuk, kau tahu itu risikonya, Vanilla," geram Nick jengkal karena Vanilla semakin menggodanya. Gadis itu terasa lembut, licin, dan hangat, Nick bisa merasakannya. Vanilla semakin menggoda Nick, menggesekkannya dengan lembut sambil mengerang dan menciumi sudut bibir bibir Nick berulang-ulang. "Nick... aku... sepertinya berubah pikiran."Nick mengatur napasnya. "Vanilla, jika kau terus bergerak ada kemungkinan benda itu akan tersesat masuk ke dalam." "Dia tidak akan tersesat kecuali kau menuntunnya." "Vanilla, it's not fucking jokes."

"I am the air you breathe? Oh, I must be suffocating.'' Zaphyra Andrejez always thought of a fairytale themed love. But when her dreams shattered, they crushed her down and tore her apart. Remembering how her first love went despite of forgetting, she found herself falling in love once again. Yet even with her heart stammering when she's around him, she still denies. He didn't want to give up but he felt having no strength to move forward and keep waiting for her only to get rejected again. But remembering what he felt when he first laid eyes on her, he got that smile back again. What will she think this time? Will her feelings change once she feels different? Or will she find another air to breathe?

What happens when love triumphs over vengeance? Audren had sworn to avenge his murdered mate, to kill and destroy the person who did this and everyone else in his family. He should have done that, he should have killed everyone, he shouldn't have spared her and taken her as his personal prisoner. Loving Iridessa was not part of the plan, and Iridessa falling in love with him too was not what she wanted to happen. They were both supposed to hate each other, she was daughter of the man who killed his mate and who he had sworn to kill and he was the person who killed her family, so how did this love happen?

They said I was beautiful — but not real. That my smile was perfect — but my past made me broken. I spent years trying to prove I was more than the girl who changed her face to survive the world’s cruelty. I married Julian Vale, believing love would finally see me. I called Serena Blake my sister, trusting her more than my own reflection. And when my world collapsed under secrets, silence, and the weight of never being enough — I disappeared. Then I opened my eyes… Ten years earlier. Before the surgery. Before the vows. Before I forgot who I was beneath the makeup and the mask of confidence. This time, I don’t need to be fixed. This time, I don’t need to be forgiven. I remember every lie. Every betrayal. Every time I silenced my voice to keep the peace. So I’m not here to win back love. I’m not here to punish the past. I’m here to become the woman I was always meant to be — unedited, unafraid, and finally, completely seen. I was more than pretty. This time, I’ll live like I believe it.

I married someone two years ago. From then on, I lived a happy life. Thankfully, I did not have to deal with a mother-in-law and did not have to work. I even got two hundred thousand dollars from my husband every month as pocket money. Even my best friends lived the high life because of me. But today, right after I got my allowance, I got a call from the police station. They told me to pick my husband up from there.

I died the day my husband forced the doctors to take our baby from my womb. I thought I’d never love again after losing my ex-boyfriend to a heart attack. But fate gave me a second chance. I married the man I adored, a billionaire named Maxwell. Just when I was about to share the joyful news of my pregnancy, I caught him getting cozy with my best friend, Morgana. Worse, he believed her lies: I was a drug addict. The truth? I was battling a severe mental illness triggered by my ex’s death. I needed medication to cope, but Maxwell never cared to understand. He refused to believe a word I said. They locked me away in a private rehab clinic. But that place wasn’t for healing, it was a trap. Morgana used it to cut me off from Maxwell and torment me without consequence. And just when I thought things couldn’t get worse… Maxwell signed off on a surgery to take my baby. I lay on that cold operating table, tears streaming down my face, and died in the fire that followed—broken, betrayed, and alone. But I never expected to wake up again. This time, I have a new life. A new family. And even one of my children survived. Maxwell, Morgana—this time, I’m coming back. And you’re both going to pay.

“Why does he always look so dirty?” Amara says making a face. I turn and look in the direction she’s facing and my heart beats faster. Leo is walking across the school parking lot to the school entrance. Leo has his down, he is a pair of jeans that are weathered. He paired it with a long white T-shirt and hoodie. I don’t see any dirt on him but maybe Amara has extra-ray vision. Maybe she can see something we don’t. “He doesn’t look dirty” Gea says and giggles. I want to say exactly but I don’t, whenever we talk about boys it always ends up in a fight. And I don’t want to fight today, we have tests today and I need good vibes only.