Immortal Arti

Lauren Fortalejo mabait, mayaman, college student at kilalang cute na nerd sa university na pinapasukan niya. Matagal nang may gusto kay Ms. Camela. Ms. Camela Martin pinaka maldita sa kanilang magkakaibigan, mataas ang pride at kilala naman bilang isang terror na Professor. Paano kung mag cross ang landas nila at magkaroon ng pag iibigan sa kanilang dalawa. Manaig kaya ang pag ibig o maging lesson na lang sa kanila ang nangyari?

Lumaki at nagkaisip si Martina na palagi nang naroon sa kanyang tabi si Jethro. Ayon dito, ay ito raw, at ito lamang, ang tanging lalaking nakalaan para sa kanya. At pinatunayan naman iyon ng binata, hindi lamang sa babaeng iniibig, kundi maging sa mga taong nakapaligid dito. Buong akala ni Martina ay pulos kilig at kaligayahan lamang ang hatid ng pag-ibig. Ngunit, mayroon bang pag-iibigang hindi sinusubok ng mapaglarong tadhana? Paano kung mga taong malalapit sa kanya ang gamitin nitong tauhan sa larong iyon. Kasabay ng pagkatuklas ng isang lihim na magpapabago ng kanilang mundo.

“Her blood can save the world… or burn it to ash.” Nineteen-year-old Neemah has never truly belonged, not to the Riverdane wolf clan that raised her, not to the human world she barely remembers. But when the pack council discovers her father was a vampire, she’s sent to the Academy of Supernaturals to learn what she really is: a dhampire. Among the faes, witches, vampires, and shifters, Neemah stands alone, in a place where bloodlines are everything. Her only safe place is Davorin, her fated mate and the Alpha’s son… until strange attacks and whispered prophecies reveal the truth: her blood is the key to an ancient power that could grant immortality itself. Will she protect the world from the immortals who crave her blood, or become the monster they have been waiting for?

What is the enchantment that occurs when word and image unite? Once art and poetry collided, there is enormous potential for creating something special —a masterpiece.

I married Mason Fleming, who comes from a prestigious family with a long line of lawyers, at 19. For over 20 years, I devoted myself fully to our home by raising our child, keeping the household together, and supporting his career. Now I'm 40, and he cheats on me. Friends and relatives try to advise me. "Your husband is handsome and successful. He even lets you manage the money he earns. Compared to most men, he's considered one of the good ones." In other words, they want me to turn a blind eye and continue playing the role of a "good wife" to maintain appearances. But I can't keep up with the act anymore.

In everyone's eyes, my husband, Jake Payton, was the perfect man. Three years have passed since the day of our wedding, but we have yet to have a child because he wanted an 'extended honeymoon'. One day, I chanced across a message he sent to his friend. [I'm not Mindy's first, and God knows whether she's had an abortion before! The thought of having a baby with her just makes me sick!] Unable to hold back my tears, I turned around and shelved my medical report.

Humans? A low-level world? No cultivators or gods? Could that world be trampled as easily as ants by the powerful beings from above? This is Long Chen's new journey after being reborn from the flames of the Vermilion Bird, emerging to fight against powerful cultivators who always use low-level worlds as their slaves and playthings. He also discovers the evils of the world and the people who rule over these various worlds. Protecting, destroying, and shaping are Long Chen's new goals. This journey brings Long Chen into contact with various powerful cultivators and even those called gods. Fighting, defeating, protecting—all of these are already in Long Chen's heart. He will also meet his parents, whom he has never seen since the day he was born. Will Long Chen accept them? Or will Long Chen decide to have nothing to do with them anymore? Can Long Chen maintain his purpose, or will he fall once again into the same temptation as the black dragon? "I live for myself, fate? Fate cannot stop me! I will keep standing no matter how many times I fall. As long as I still breathe, there is no such thing as giving up in my life."

Perjuangan seorang kakak yang bernama Dinda untuk menyadarkan kepada adiknya yang bernama Lula tentang makna keluarga. Kekuatan cinta Dinda mampu membuatnya bertahan meski dalam keadaan kekurangan dan memiliki ibu dengan gangguan jiwa. Keinginan dan ambisi kuat sang adik yang ingin menjadi artis membuatnya jatuh dalam dunia kelam. Perjalan panjang Dinda menghantarkan ia kepada seorang lelaki single parent yang memiliki anak perempuan yang sering murung bahkan ingin bunuh diri. Bagaiman lika liku Dinda dalam menjalani kehidupannya, apakah ia akan bertemu seseorang yang mampu menggandeng nya untuk berjuang bersama? Nantikan kisahnya hanya di novel adikku ingin jadi artis.

No dia do meu casamento, meu noivo e minha irmã, Celeste Paiva, foram flagrados juntos na sala de descanso, em um momento íntimo. Eu me tornei motivo de chacota para todos. Foi então que meu amigo de infância, Ivan Siqueira, ajoelhou-se diante de todos e me pediu em casamento, protegendo-me de maneira grandiosa. Após o casamento, ele foi totalmente atencioso comigo. Infelizmente, ele não conseguia corresponder às expectativas na intimidade. Nossa vida sexual nunca foi harmoniosa. Somente neste ano, depois de recorrer à fertilização in vitro, consegui finalmente engravidar. Depois disso, Ivan tornou-se ainda mais cuidadoso comigo. Eu acreditava que ele era, enfim, o meu destino. Até o dia em que escutei sua conversa com um amigo. — Ivan, você foi cruel demais. Bárbara faz tudo por você, como consegue trocar os óvulos dela para que Bárbara seja barriga de aluguel só porque Celeste tem medo da dor do parto? — Além disso, faltam apenas dois meses para o nascimento do bebê. O que você pretende fazer depois? Ivan ficou em silêncio por um instante e suspirou. — Depois que o bebê nascer, vou entregá-lo para Celeste, realizando o maior desejo dela. — Quanto à Bárbara, direi que perdemos a criança. — E então, vou passar o resto da vida ao lado dela. "Era isso, então." "Todo o cuidado e carinho que recebi, tinham um único propósito: ela." Dei meia-volta e marquei uma cirurgia. Esta criança manchada, eu, Bárbara Paiva, não a queria mais. E essa falsa união, menos ainda.

Casada em segredo com meu chefe, o presidente da empresa, por seis anos, ele nunca permitiu que nosso filho o chamasse de pai. Depois que ele perdeu o aniversário do nosso filho mais uma vez por causa de sua secretária. Eu finalmente apresentei o acordo de divórcio e fui embora para sempre com meu filho. O homem, sempre tão controlado, perdeu a compostura e invadiu meu escritório como um louco, perguntando sobre meu paradeiro. Mas desta vez, nem eu nem meu filho voltaríamos atrás.