Indigo No Kibun

"Pergi sana ke neraka bersama teman-teman hantumu! Dasar kerabat setan!" satu persatu hardikan diterima Luna dengan kepala menunduk. sekali lagi sebuah telur busuk mendarat di kepalanya. Gadis itu hanya bisa pasrah. Kehidupan seorang anak indigo tidak semenyenangkan para konten kreator youtuber misteri seperti yang orang lain kira.

Cerita asli dari apa yang aku alami semasa hidupku, kisah horror yang nyata tanpa penambahan unsur apapun. So yups guys happy reading ️

Raizel remaja tampan yang memiliki kemampuan. Bisa melihat apa yang tidak bisa dilihat orang lain. Awalnya Raizel menyembunyikan kemampuannya dari publik, tapi di suatu hari. Egy, sahabat Raizel dari kecil. Tidak sengaja mencurigai dan memergoki Raizel berbohong. Pada akhirnya, itu membuat Raizel secara terpaksa harus jujur dan mengatakan sebenarnya tentang kemampuan matanya itu. Siapa sangka, setelah kejujuran Raizel sebuah peristiwa besar dan misteri menantinya. Raizel, dan teman-temannya berjuang bersama untuk menyelesaikan misi itu. Sampai nyawa hampir menjadi taruhannya. Romance, horor, mistis, misteri, petualangan.

“Jangan lewat sana!” Amira menarik tangan Raga keras. Dia melotot saat melihat Raga menepis tangannya. “Kalau mau narik perhatian cowok, tidak harus begini.” Raga sinis menatap. “Aku akan melaporkan kamu sebagai penguntit.” Amira menendang kaki Raga karena terlampau kesal. “Ya sudah, pergi sana kalau kamu mau mati!” ketus Amira tidak peduli. Raga tidak tahu saja kalau Amira bisa melihat masa depan. Lima belas menit lagi, akan ada penjahat yang menangkap cowok itu. Biar saja. Menolong Raga pun tidak ada untungnya buat Amira.

When Indigo Magtanggol was shunned by his parents, he seek solace with the socialite Beatrice Tan. Little did he know that a proposal awaits him in Fantasy Bar. He needs to marry Maddison Lee, a blind heiress to a billions worth of inheritance, when she reaches legal age in the condition that he will be untouchable. And so he complied. He trained and entered Foedus Corporation located at Agrianthropos City. A city wherein it's walls were fortified with enemies' blood who dare to cross Foedus members. She was almost abducted by Adan Evangelista, the man who wish to marry her but she didn't comply. Indigo's henchmen rescued her. He claimed Maddison as his ultimate prize, and her vast inheritance too. And they lived happily in the island with their beautiful family.

Pembunuhan misterius seorang wanita bernama Arina Wijanarko terjadi di sebuah area di pinggir Nusantara City. Semua petunjuk yang mengarah pada si pembunuh, menemui jalan buntu. Aidan Hunter, seorang Crime Investigator dari BIN (Badan Investigasi Negara), yang ditugaskan untuk menyelidiki kasus tersebut, mendapat perintah bosnya untuk bekerja sama dengan seorang gadis cenayang bernama Nara Hamarung, dalam menyelesaikan kasus pembunuhan itu. Aidan yang selalu berpikir realistis, tentu saja sangat keberatan bekerja sama dengan seorang paranormal. Tetapi, karena perintah bosnya, dia tidak dapat menolak. Aidan pun selalu bersikap ketus dan meremehkan kemampuan Nara. Bagaimana kelanjutan kerjasama antara seorang detektif dan paranormal ini, ikuti kisah mereka yang emosional ini. Dan peristiwa-peristiwa apa saja yang akan keduanya temui selama penyelidikan?

I chase my six-year-old daughter out of the house on a cold winter day. I cut her new clothes to pieces and dirty her dainty little face with mud. Then, I give her all my savings. She looks at me tearfully and reaches out for me, wanting me to hold her. However, I harden my heart and push her away, saying, "Leave! Go to Bowen Group and look for their CEO, Logan Bowen. Show him my death certificate and your DNA test—he'll take you in." She sobs while looking at me. "Don't you want me anymore, Mommy? Let's go look for Daddy together." After a brief silence, I say, "I can't go with you. I lied to him back then to have you." Yes, I'm a liar. I orchestrated everything from meeting Logan, dating him, to ultimately leaving him with his child in my womb. Even the death certificate I've given my daughter is fake. From beginning to end, I've lied to him about everything except our daughter.

Despite a decade of marriage, Simon never once shared my bed, claiming that he had pledged himself to ascetic practices and that it was beneath him. I thought that he suffered from some shameful ailment and guarded his secret like a devoted fool, until my birthday, when I came home to find him entangled with a brothel worker before the floor-length mirror. When I lunged forward in rage, he drove a shard of that broken mirror straight through my heart. When I awoke, I was gripping my phone, its screen illuminating a message Simon had just sent: [I’ll still give you a lavish wedding, but the marriage certificate? That belongs to her.]

Two years after we marry, my husband moves his sister and her family into our marital home. The four of them settle down and refuse to leave. So, I quit both my jobs. I laze around at home all day and splurge on various things. I have so many parcels delivered that they pile up by the door. Occasionally, I ask my husband and his sister for allowance. When the management office sends someone to chase for our maintenance fee, my husband breaks down so loudly that everyone in the building can hear him. He asks me whether I've lost my mind—who will support the family if I don't work? How will we survive without money? Am I going to allow our family to starve? So, it turns out he does know that we'll starve without anyone generating income. Why does he and his sister stay at home and plot to take away all my money, then?

Fedora Smith was done with love. Finished. Buried. Betrayal had ripped out her heart and torched it—her boyfriend of four years and her best friend of twenty-five caught pants down on the very anniversary sheets she gifted him. And their excuses? “You’re not attractive anymore.” “You took too long to marry him.” Fine. If love was a game, she was rewriting the rules. Now, she runs The Bridal Fix, an elite agency providing fake marriages for a steep price—rent-a-bride services for men needing to fool their families, secure an inheritance, or stage the perfect breakup. Fifteen weddings, fifteen divorces—no strings, no mess. Just business. Until Judah Carlstone. He hires her like the rest—one contract, one wedding, one payday. But Judah asks too many questions. Looks at her too long. And when he smirks and says— "Tell me, Fedora… how does it feel to say ‘I do’ and not mean it?" For the first time in years, she has no answer. Because this was never supposed to feel real.