Joseph Joestar Skin

Kisah ini adalah sekuel dari novelku yang berjudul, Cintaku Bersemi di Masa Remaja. Perjalanan cinta salah satu personil Geng ARJOFA bernama, Arnold dan sahabat masa kecilnya, Marsha Livia. Arnold yang sudah lama menjomlo membuat kedua orang tuanya merasa cemas kepada putra tunggalnya tersebut karena tak kunjung menikah. Apalagi kedua sahabat Arnold yang tergabung dalam Geng ARJOFA, yaitu Joseph dan Farez telah menikah dengan pasangan mereka masing-masing. Oleh karena itu sang mami mulai mengatur siasat untuk menjodohkan Arnold dengan putri dari sahabatnya, yang ternyata adalah teman Arnold saat sekolah dulu. Mungkinkah perjodohan itu berhasil? Ataukah Arnold memiliki kriteria tersendiri tentang seorang perempuan yang akan menjadi calon istrinya? Bagaimana pula reaksi gadis yang akan dijodohkan dengan Arnold? Penasaran? Yuk ikuti kisahnya! Plagiarisme melanggar undang-undang hak cipta nomor 28 tahun 2014.

“Don't worry, I am not the type that touches a woman without her consent” He said and then stood up and moved closer to me, he suddenly bent over catching me off guard. The smell of his strong masculine cologne hitting my nostrils and damn he smells so good. His mouth was almost touching my ear but no skin contact was made. “They beg me to touch them” His voice suddenly went dangerously low and it made me nervous and excited . Goosebumps broke out on my skin and I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat. After running away from her abusive stepfather at the age of 15, Athena tries to get her life back together and forget about all the pains and trauma she endured at the hands of her stepfather but just when things started to look up for her, the universe fucks her in the face and her past comes back to haunt her. But what she thinks to be a nightmare happens to be a blessing in a really good disguise.

"Take my life but don't ruin my soul, please... I...I am a widow, " Tears streamed down from her eyes, watching that man hovering over her. Inessa softly hissed, when he slightly pressed the tip of the knife against her chin. "I didn't take your husband's life in front of your own eyes, so that I could let you go, " Her eyes widened when she found him wiping the knife against those tears in the corner of her eyes which made her fear intensity even more because she thought he was going to pierce it into her skin as she had seen him taking uncountable numbers of lives with no remorse. She again shut her lashes and waited to feel the sharp pain of her skin penetration but in the very next second, she felt the knife to get apart from her skin and warm drops of liquid falling on her lips. Her eyes opened when that liquid proceeded inside her parted lips and her tongue felt that metallic taste, and then she saw his palm bleeding. She teared up more by watching his soul quivering smirk. "Leave me.. Lea..." Her words got stuck inside her throat when she felt him grab her jaw which made her froze. She looked into his flaming darkened eyes with her reddened watery ones, and her whole body shivered in terror, feeling his palm getting inside her clothes. "Why? " her eyes never stopped forming tears . That question fell out from her mouth which was the question of her existence. Why did she have to endure all of that and why was she fated to get destroyed by him like this? "Because I am insane for you…." *DARK ROMANCE*

Iris is not just a billionaire with tough skin and a crazy sense of direction, she runs the world and the people are her puppets. One would think the diamond goddess had everything, but that theory was far from the truth as the Amery heiress desires one thing in life...Children. One, five, twenty if possible. And Jake, the new intern is going to give it to her by hook or crook.

The woman dreamed of sleeping on an incredibly soft and comfortable bed. Her skin was pampered by the smoothness of the vast expanse of fabric. Perhaps she was lying on a giant fluffy marshmallow. The pleasure made her smile, a wide grin that revealed her white teeth. Her hands moved around on the bed, enjoying the comfortable touch between her skin and the oh-so-soft fabric. When was the last time she enjoyed such a soft and comfortable bed? She wasn't sure. Maybe it was during her last business trip to London. Back then, Big Boss had rented a luxurious suite for her to stay in with his only child who couldn't be far from his daddy. The business trip felt more like taking care of a toddler. No, actually, she was taking care of two toddlers - Big Boss's favorite child and Big Boss himself, the big baby who was more troublesome than his little daughter, Nora. Hmn! The difference was that on this comfortable bed, she could get a good quality sleep. There were no interruptions from Big Boss's children, no annoying single daddy shouting.

Ephemeral -- A Modern Love Story revolves around a woman named Soleil navigating through the annals of life as it coincides with the concept of love that was taught to her by her Uncle: that love can be written on sticky notes, baked into the burned edges of brownies, or found in the triplet progressions in a jazz song. A story in which she will realize that love goes beyond the scattered pieces of a puzzle or the bruised skin of apples.

"Just by looking at her, your heart starts to beat faster. If you look into her eyes, you want to respect her. Her skin is soft like silk. Just by looking at her, you want to cage her and never let anyone see her. Mafia king and my best friend, the most precious thing to Chands is none other than their mafia Princess , Ashly Chand".

"Dek, lihat di sana ...." Seorang ibu menunjuk ke arah sebuah bukit. "Itu bukit Manau." Aku yang tidak mengerti maksud ibu itu hanya terbengong, menanti perkataan selanjutnya. "Di sana manusia harimau bersemayam, konon kalau ada wanita cantik di waktu magrib masih mandi di sungai, akan diculik dan dijadikan pengantinnya." "Apa?" ***** "Jadi kau yang sudah sebesar ini belum pernah punya pacar, Lid?" tanya Rani teman se-posko "Iya,ada aja halangannya. Kalau aku suka sama itu orang, dia yang tidak suka. Kalau orang itu yang suka, aku yang tidak suka, gitu aja terus, gak pernah ada yang clik." "Lidia, mungkin hatimu memang dipersiapkan untuk seseorang yang istimewa, siapa tahu kau dapat jodoh di lokasi KKN ini." "Di lokasi KKN ini? Siapa?" "Siapa tahu dokter Idhar, Bang Joseph, atau Rasyid." Rani menyebutkan nama dengan percaya diri "Kalau masih ada pilihan itu bukan seseorang istimewa," jawabku geram. "Kalau tidak, seorang lelaki misterius ...."

“Have you healed after the last time?” he asked as he ran his lips down her neck. Eva’s breath shattered a little as she couldn’t push herself to speak, and she simply nodded. “Hm… good.” His words vibrated under her skin like a current. “Let me see.” His hands slipped under her T-shirt, and she took a sharp breath. “P-professor, we are…” Her breath hitched as his hand slid up, her skin aflame. “…in the classroom.” Her protest was embarrassingly weak. “I am aware.” He kissed her collarbone, where there was still a light pink mark—evidence of their last time. His fingers dug into her soft curves, and she arched her back, giving him more access to her neck. He sucked on her tender skin. She give in. —------------------------------------------------------ Falling for your professor is complicated. Finding out he is an Alpha werewolf hiding in human society because his former pack is hunting him for war crimes is a whole different story. ------ Things you’ll like: Human × Werewolf Hidden Identity Fated Mates

He straddled me, his hips swirling in slow, maddening circles. His body was right there, pressing into mine, and I couldn’t escape it; I didn’t want to. His hands found mine and guided them to his chest, and when my palms touched his warm skin, I was gone. My pulse was a blur of frantic beats pounding in my ears, drowning out the crowd's cheers and whistles. With his face inches from mine, Alec leaned in. His breath ghosted over my lips, his smile, cocky, knowing, playful, and somehow tender all at once. “You okay there?” he asked with an amused tone, and I opened my mouth, desperate to say something—anything—but nothing came out. My throat was dry, my skin was on fire and my mind was completely blank. All I could do was stare at him, completely mesmerized by how his body moved against mine and that wicked smirk on his lips. Before I knew it, heat pooled low in my belly, spreading downward, and I instinctively clenched my thighs together to stop the throbbing that ignited between my legs, but it was too late as I dampened the soft leather.