Just Nothing

Lucas Andreas Barnave pemuda tampan yang memiliki darah campuran Indonesia-Italia. Kaya dan tampan tidak membuat hidup Lucas bahagia, kata keluarga bahagia selalu jauh dari hidup Lucas, sepi dan hampa yang selalu menemani hidup lucas selama 18 tahun. Clari Wijayanto melati seorang gadis imut dan baik. Tersenyum dan bercanda adalah hidup clari Pertemuannya dengan clari membuat lucas belajar banyak warna baru, cinta, sakit dan bahkan bahagia, tapi ketika lucas mulai mencintai clari dia harus putus asa karena clari sudah memiliki seseorang yang spesial dalam hidupnya Apakah lucas hanya akan menjadi teman bagi clari?

Art Theodore Dela Cuesta, the charismatic and politically ambitious bachelor, seems to have it all—looks, charm, and a prominent political career. However, his seemingly perfect life takes an unexpected turn when he crosses paths with Amari Vann, a casino dealer desperate for a way out of her troubled existence. Their worlds collide in a passionate night that leaves both questioning the trajectory of their lives. Amari, longing for a savior, sees Art as her knight in shining armor. As their lives become intertwined, the question arises: will their connection blossom into a fairytale-like love story, or is it destined to become just another scandal? 'Just Another Scandal' explores the complexities of love, societal expectations, and the clash between two worlds as Art and Amari navigate the challenges that threaten to either strengthen their bond or expose the fragility of their connection in the harsh spotlight of public scrutiny.

เควิลนั่งเอนกายพิงพนักพิงเก้าอี้ตัวใหญ่ ในมือแกว่งไกว่แก้วไวน์ไปมา แล้วกระดกมันลงคอรวดเดียว เขามองหญิงสาวยืนก้มหน้า เธอมองมือตัวเองที่จิกกันไปมา เขาขมวดคิ้วเล็กน้อย ไม่เข้าใจในสิ่งที่หญิงสาวตรงหน้าเอ่ยเมื่อครู่ "เธอว่ายังไงนะ?" ชายหนุ่มเอ่ยถามคนตัวเล็กที่ยืนนิ่ง เธอยังคงก้มหน้ามองพื้น เขามองเธออย่างไม่เข้าใจ "ถ้าพี่ยินดีช่วย ปราณยินดีขายความบริสุทธิ์ให้พี่" ปรรณพัชร์เอ่ยเสียงสั่น พยายามรวบรวมความกล้าของตัวเอง เธอมีเหตุผลที่ต้องทำแบบนี้ ทุกอย่างเกิดขึ้นเพราะความจำเป็น ไม่มีใครอยากขายความบริสุทธิ์แลกกับเงิน ไม่มีใครอยากทำในสิ่งที่น่าอับอาย แต่ที่เธอทำก็เพราะไม่มีทางเลือก "...." ชายตรงหน้าไม่พูดอะไร ปรรณพัชร์จึงเงยหน้าขึ้นมองเขา คนตัวโตที่นั่งอยู่ เขาดูเหมือนจะไม่พอใจที่เธอพูดแบบนี้ "ถะ...ถ้าพี่เควิลไม่ช่วย ปราณ..." "ถอดเสื้อผ้าแล้วมาหาพี่!"

ไลลา : คนหนึ่งเขาชั่งดีกับฉันจะทิ้งลงยังไง คนหนึ่งเคยทิ้งไปแต่รักไม่เคยจางหาย มิโน่ : คุณเคยทำลูกโป่งหลุดมือไหม ตอนนั้นคุณ โทษอะไร โทษสายลมที่พัดแรงไป หรือ โทษมือเราที่จับมันไม่แน่น พอ เฌอรีน : สิ่งที่ฉันอยากได้ไม่ใช่แค่ตัวนายแต่ฉันอยากได้ใจของนายด้วย ไลลา เฌอรีน มิโน่ ทั้งสามเป็นเพื่อนรักกัน และมันควรจะแบบนั้น ถ้าหากคนใดคนหนึ่งไม่เกิดคิดเกินคำว่าเพื่อน พวกเขาทั้งสามจะสามารถรักษาความเป็นเพื่อนไว้ได้รึเปล่า....

"I'm in love with your body Soph, not you. . ." He doesn't do Love, He only does Fuck. He is a Son of the Devil, preferably, the first son.

She fell in love with a lie. Elena Cross has nothing. No money, no safety net, no parents left to call. She has a voice that stops rooms and a stubborn refusal to let the world win. When she meets Danny Miller, a quiet sound engineer with sad eyes and steady hands, she does the one thing she swore she wouldn't do: she trusts him. He falls for her too. For her fire. Her music. The way she fights for her little brother and refuses help from anyone. Danny Miller wanted someone to love him without knowing his last name. Because his last name is Ashford. As in Ashford Global Industries. As in billions. When the truth explodes in public, his family goes to war. Not against him. Against her. His mother smiles for the cameras while orchestrating Elena's destruction. His brother, who wants Daniel erased from the inheritance, uses Elena as the weapon. A famous ex-girlfriend pretends to help while twisting the knife. Elena loses her career, her home, her reputation, and the man she loved in the same week. She discovers she's pregnant in the wreckage. She runs. She rebuilds from silence. She turns her pain into songs that millions hear. Daniel walks away from everything to find her. No money. No name. No family. He becomes the nothing she always was, searching for the woman who loved him when he pretended to be nobody. But his brother has one final lie: he tells the world the baby is his. Now Elena and Daniel have to fight an empire, a public scandal, and every person who ever tried to keep them apart. Some love stories are fairy tales. This one is a war.

Full name: Peachie Royal Nickname: Peach Age:18 Birthday: OCTOBER 10, 2002 Zodiac: Libra Height: 5'2 Most embarrassing moment: Peach is a Romance writer who doesn't believe in romance. Okay, she will admit it that she does believe in fairytales once in her lifetime. But sadly the prince charming who she thought will save her just left her! Who would have thought that her prince charming wouldn't choose her? That day she swore that she would not fall for a man with a prince's name. But destiny decided to become playful because a man named prince Caspian Sevastian just shook her life. Oh no!... what about her curse?! Is she going to break the curse spell just to love again?

The day Ken Bowen and I finalized the divorce, I walked out wearing only the outfit I had worn on our wedding day. I let Ken keep the house, the cars, the money, and the kids. He looked genuinely surprised, then let out a mocking laugh. "Are you sure about this? You raised the girls yourself, and you're just giving them up? If you really don't want anything, then you won't need to pay child support either. That's fair, right?" I signed the papers without hesitation and said calmly, "Yeah. That's fair." Ken paused, then slowly signed his name. "If you regret this later, you…" I lifted a hand and cut him off. I didn't look back as I walked out. Ken used to say I married him for money and status, that I used our three daughters to tie him down. Whatever. The day he saw my dead body, he would finally understand.

Her deep big dark brown eyes were still the same, but only deeper in the glow of the evening sunglight. When they met mine, it was like they saw right through me, knew my darkest deepest thoughts, my vulnerability, my fears and my desires. It felt like she knew what I don't.... And it really freaked me out.She was fair skinned, had this beauty mark beside her left eye, and it was cute, plus her small straight nose. Her pale brown thin lips were always like they were in a pout.She wasn't my type, that was for sure. So why was I completely irresistibly fascinated by her like I was spell bind?"How old are you? My voice came out a little too rough for my own liking, because all I could think of was nibbling on those pale brown thin lips of hers, run my tongue over them, and lastly, kiss them."Seventeen." She replied after releasing a deep breath which I suspected she'd held captive earlier on. Her tiny hands pulled the hoodie away from her hair and I came face to face with her cornrows.This girl!Fuuuuuuck! She was beautiful, she was possibly the most beautiful thing I had come across today. I don't know, maybe she looked that beautiful to me because she brought me to this enchanted place."I bet you know me as Octavia cause I know you as Eliakim." She raised her eyes up to mine again. "It's a strange name, never heard of it, but it's nice." I was starting to like it when she stared at me, even longed for her eyes to meet mine."So is yours."***This story is about a bipolar guy, and an insecure girl.

Two weeks before our wedding, Jonah Alston suddenly wants to postpone it. He says, "Sasha says she's having her first exhibition on that day. She'll be alone during the opening, and I'm worried she'll get stage fright. I have to help her. We're just going through the motions with the wedding, anyway. What does it matter whether it's a day earlier or later?" This isn't his first time postponing our wedding for Sasha Lester's sake, though. The first time he did it was because he claimed she missed having homecooked food after undergoing surgery. He'd flown abroad to care for her for two months. The second time was because he said she wanted to head into the mountains to get inspired. He'd gone with her out of concern for her safety. Now, this is the third time. I hang up and look at Austin Everett, my childhood sweetheart. He sits across from me, looking leisurely as he taps his emerald-embedded walking cane on the marble floor. I ask, "Do you need a wife?" On my wedding day, Sasha holds up her glass and waits for Jonah to clink it with his. However, his eyes are red as he watches a livestream—it's the wedding of the scion of Everett Group, the country's largest property development company.