I Wanna Know What Love Is

Hanania Onella, gadis yang ceroboh dan bertingkah bar-bar. Terpaksa menikah dengan lelaki sejuta rahasia bernama, Naufal. Hidupnya benar-benar tak pernah tenang, selalu terbelenggu sosok Naufal.

Mayra dikhianati oleh calon suaminya, membuat dia tidak ingin lagi menjalin hubungan dengan siapapun. Perjumpaannya dengan sersan Sidiq membuat semuanya berubah. Orang tua Mayra sudah jatuh hati pada kebaikan seorang lelaki berpangkat sersan tersebut sehingga menerima saja pinangan lelaki itu tanpa meminta persetujuan dari Mayra.

Ansel Ayyash Lazuardi, berusia tiga puluh lima tahun. Seorang CEO perusahaan Colorpak Company, yang bergerak di bidang tekstil terbesar di negara Asia. Di perusahaan, Ansel terkenal sangat tampan, gagah, dan berwibawa. Di dunia bisnis Ansel terkenal sangat, kejam dan bengis, Ansel tidak akan mau menerima kesalahan sekecil apapun yang dilakukan oleh para sekutunya. Ansel tidak akan segan-segan untuk menghukum dan membunuh siapapun yang berani melakukan kesalahan, dan penghianatan. sehingga membuat semua pesaing bisnis tunduk dan gemetar jika sudah berhadapan dengan, Ansel yang, mendapatkan julukan sebagai raja iblis terkuat di Asia. Tapi, dibalik sikapnya yang kejam, ternyata Ansel sangat anti untuk memiliki hubungan dengan wanita. Menurut Ansel, wanita hanyalah bom waktu, yang bisa meledak kapan saja. Tapi, takdir berkata lain. Pada suatu pesta, Ansel, dijebak, sehingga malam itu, Ansel, tidak sadar jika dia melewati one night stand bersama seorang wanita berusia dua puluh tiga tahun. Yang bekerja di perusahaannya menjabat sebagai staf kebersihan.

I don't know how it happened. One minute I'm living an extremely lonely life and all it takes is getting lost to change all of that. But, change is good, right? Yeah, if you take the fact that I was entrusted with the most adorable little girl as good. Throw in a reunion with a twin brother that I haven't seen in years and a gang of bad boys to the pile and all is peachy keen. As complicated as it seems, there's more. Now, I have to keep a certain mystery boy away from me for my own sake. I have to deal with a brother that thinks these bad boys are his new best friends. And on top of all of that, someone's after me. Forget the fact that this is senior year. Why can't I just be Khloe Mason, an uncoordinated mess of fandoms. Now, I'm The Bad Boy's...What?

After the plane crash, my body was never recovered. My soul drifted back to the home I hadn't stepped foot in for five years. They didn't know I was dead. They were still waiting for me to come home for Christmas. When my mom got the call from the airline, she froze for a long time, completely at a loss, before breaking down in tears. I followed them as they went to the memorial crash site. That was when I noticed something strange—I could see their levels of regret hovering above their heads. My brother's regret level read: 40%. My father's showed: 60%. Even my sister-in-law had 30% over her head. But my mother's regret level? It flashed a cold, unchanging 0%.

“My endless love… You know it’s you I want. The only one I’ve ever wanted. I yearn for you. I crave for you. A hunger that is insatiable. A passion that burns hotter than fire. I finally found you. And you’re mine to keep.” Theodoros ‘Theo’ Kralidis hasn't seen his exiled, troublemaking stepsister, Aundrea ‘Dea’ Etheridge, since the night they finally gave in to their forbidden attraction. Learning she's returned to Athens during a business deal too crucial to jeopardize, Theo holds her prisoner on Saint Marie, his private island, until it's over. Dea wants to rectify the past, but being so close to Theo's potent sensuality, she's once again a slave to their destructive desire. One last passionate, forbidden night should have put their affair behind them, but Dea leaves the island with more than scorching-hot memories…

I am enjoy swimming, I don't know how long Marco has been gone. I didn't realize that I had reached the bottom of the waterfall because of the hot weather and the feeling of the cold water on the body feels really good that I even thought if I sat at the bottom of the waterfall to let the water pour over my almost naked body. I've only been there for a minute when I felt my brassiere come off my chest! It's because there's no lace and the brassiere I am wearing is in tube style. I was shocked by what happened and confused what to do first, how to cover my naked breasts. Should I jump off the water again to get my brassiere before the water washes it away, or should I stay here in the falls to get help from the water to cover my naked body. I looked around first to find Marco for help but he wasn't there! He is nowhere to be found! Shit! I immediately went down to chase after my brassiere when it was being swept away by the water. Now I am not sure if Marco not being here is a good or a bad news, but as I think of it realized that I would really faint if he sees me naked right now! Good thing I know how to swim so I got my brassiere at the right time. I immediately breathed a sigh of relief. "Great! Just in time!" I said to myself while holding my brassiere. Of course, my breasts are exposed, well I'm the only person here so it's okay anyway. "Wow, nice breasts. Round and big!" It was as if my soul left my body when I heard an unfamiliar voice from somewhere.

Sometimes we feel like its actually love but we maybe confused not its not may be its an attraction i guess

Dad has a stroke and needs money to save his life. I'm left with no choice but to borrow money from my secret CEO boyfriend of five years. Before I can even say anything, he frowns and tells me he's busy. Then, he hurries off to attend his childhood sweetheart's birthday celebration. He only remembers me the following day. "What did you need?" I hold Dad's death certificate and smile wanly at him. "Nothing. I just wanted to tell you that we're over."

When Alexander Smith stands in front of me and says he's going to marry someone else, that's when I realize he's been reborn too. I remember our 20 years of love in our past life. A plane crash. And then, rebirth. "This is to save Sophia," he says. "In our past life, she was sold to a Vostmark oligarch after her father's political scandal. Not long after, she took her own life due to abuse. I can't let that tragedy happen again, so I need to get engaged to her." As he speaks, he hands me an orange prescription bottle. "If you take this, you'll forget me for a little while. You won't feel the pain. It's just seven days. Once her father's scandal blows over, you'll stop the medication and your memory will return. Then I'll end the engagement and officially propose to you." I stare at the bottle, knowing it's a lie. Not the part about Sophia's suicide. The lie is about the drug. He thinks it only causes temporary memory loss. But I know better. The suppressant causes permanent damage to emotional memory. The seven-day countdown isn't the time it takes for my memories to return. It's the time it takes for my love for him to die.