Karma Naruto

My name is Lyra. For eighteen years, the Silvermane Pack was my home, but it was never my family. The night my only friend, Selene, chose to end her life—to Eclipse—was the night I decided to leave. She showed me that escape was possible, even if it meant walking away from everything I knew. The Alpha and Luna who raised me, and my so-called brothers, made it clear I didn't belong. Their love was always conditional, reserved for my "true-born" sister, Lillian, found just a year ago. On my forgotten birthday, I declared my own Eclipse. I am returning to my real family, the Blood-Claws. But leaving has a price. A primordial terror stirs in the darkness, threatening to devour everyone I leave behind. They think I'm running away. They have no idea what I'm really walking into, or what I must become to save them all.

Mi amiga, Sofía Santos, la misma que siempre juró que jamás se casaría, me acompañó a la clínica el día de mi inseminación artificial. Pero justo cuando estaba por elegir la muestra de esperma... ¡me la robó! En ese instante lo entendí: ella también había vuelto a vivir. En mi vida anterior, yo solo quería tener un hijo mestizo, así que decidí hacerlo por mi cuenta. Recuerdo que Sofía se burlaba de mí, diciéndome que era una tonta por querer tener un hijo de un desconocido. Lo que nadie imaginó fue lo que vino después: dos semanas más tarde terminé en la corte real. Resultó que el donante que había elegido era, nada menos, que un príncipe extranjero. No solo quiso casarse conmigo, sino que juró que nuestro hijo heredaría el trono. De repente, mi hijo y yo nos convertimos en figuras importantes de la familia real. Las joyas que me regalaban pesaban tanto que apenas podía sostenerme de pie. Mientras tanto, Sofía, tan obsesionada con sus ideas de liberación y ese afán de ir siempre contra todo, terminó metiéndose con la gente equivocada. La despidieron de su trabajo y quedó vetada de la industria. Cuando se enteró del bautizo de mi hijo, viajó desesperada para buscarme. Pero en cuanto la recibí, hizo lo impensable: empujó a mi hijo al suelo, matándolo al instante, y luego me arrojó ácido. —¿Por qué a ti te va tan bien? —gritaba—. ¡Eres una maldita desgraciada, no lo mereces! Cuando volví a abrir los ojos, estaba otra vez en el mismo día... el día en que Sofía me acompañó a la clínica.

Aku seorang janda. Malam itu, dalam keadaan setengah sadar, aku berniat pergi ke kamar mandi, tapi aku menemukan pintu kamar putraku yang berusia 18 tahun sedikit terbuka. Dari dalam, terdengar suara napas terengah-engah yang samar ….

In my previous life, my brother Elliot Quinn's close female friend, Ava Sutton, told him she wanted to camp on the mountaintop and watch the stars. Wanting privacy, he took all the bodyguards from home with him. Unexpectedly, the rival whom Elliot had once humiliated took the opportunity to break into the house seeking revenge. My pregnant sister-in-law fought to protect me with everything she had, while my three-year-old nephew got hurt badly trying to save me. I called Elliot over and over, begging him to come home. Knowing that the situation at home was urgent, he had no choice but to leave Ava Sutton behind and rush back. Elliot's rival was captured, but from the mountaintop came terrible news. Ava had vanished after sending her last message. "I know your sister and wife have been waiting for me to die. Well, they got what they wanted." Elliot coldly deleted the message and told me not to overthink it. Afterward, Dad punished him, and he lost control of the family business. But after the corporate gala, while I was in the backyard, Elliot killed me mercilessly. His face was cold and cruel as he said, "You're the one who made me come back. That's why Ava died. Go and make amends to her!" When I open my eyes again, the front gate of the villa echoes with the voice of Elliot's rival.

"Apa kau mencintai aku? Bagaimana dengan Yuni?" Abizhar tak langsung menyahut. Diamnya untuk sesaat sudah menjadi jawaban yang jelas bagi Shelina. "Aku.. Tentu aku mencintaimu, tapi soal Yuni... Keadaannya rumit. Aku harus tahu keadaannya bagaimana, apakah dia masih membutuhkan aku..," kata Abizhar terdengar kikuk. "Kau harus mengerti aku, Shelina." "Baru kusadari akulah duri dalam hubungan kalian," sahut Shelina pilu. "Aku tidak mau lagi memaksamu untuk mencintai aku. Sekarang Yuni lebih membutuhkanmu daripada aku." Demi sebuah tanah dan jabatan, Abizhar rela mengorbankan kebebasannya dengan menikahi Shelina yang terobsesi padanya. Akankah dia mencintai istrinya? Atau dia kembali pada mantan kekasihnya yang juga simpanannya selama dia menjadi suami Shelina?

On New Year's Eve, Facebook blew up. The reason was that Bennett Miles, the golden boy of Crestmoor’s elite, posted an update. In the photo, a shy young woman hid her face as she leaned against his shoulder while he grinned. His eyes were full of affection and mischief. His caption read, "What do I do? Looks like I'm officially taken." Friends in his circle flooded the comment section with congratulations. The real frenzy began when Bennett announced that the first 10,000 followers to like, share, and comment on the post would each receive a gold bar. The internet went wild with envy and curiosity. Everyone scrambled to find out more about the woman in the picture. Then, someone claiming to have inside information started a livestream. "Stop guessing. Her name is Kara Sierra. You know Sierra Hall at Crestmoor College? That building was named after her! "Two years ago, she had kidney failure. Bennett personally donated one of his own kidneys to save her!"

Aku seorang wanita dengan hasrat seksual yang sangat kuat. Meski tidak melakukan pemeriksaan di rumah sakit, aku tahu kalau diriku pasti kecanduan seks.Terutama pada masa ovulasi, aku harus lakukan setidaknya dua atau tiga kali sehari. Kalau tidak, aku bakal terasa gatal di sekujur tubuh. Awalnya, suamiku yang tinggi dan kuat bisa mengisi kesepian tubuhku. Namun, dia sangat sibuk akhir-akhir ini dan sedang dalam perjalanan bisnis selama lebih dari setengah bulan...

Rumah ini dulunya dihuni oleh Rarashati dan ibunya, Nyai Romlah. Pasca Nyai Romlah meninggal, tinggallah si Rara di rumah ini sendirian. Sayang seribu sayang. Sebulan setelah kematian ibunya, Rara juga meninggal. Tidak ada yang tahu pasti apa penyebab kematiannya. Namun, semua penduduk meyakini dia meninggal karena kesepian dan putus asa. Memang tidak ada ditemukan tindak kekerasan di tubuhnya. Hanya saja ada yang aneh ketika dia dimandikan. Perutnya terlihat membuncit. Padahal tubuhnya kurus kering. Semua orang mengira mungkin Rara mengidap busung lapar. Sehingga abai dengan perihal tersebut. Sampai akhirnya sehari setelah dikubur, warga yang melintas di kuburan baru tersebut mendengar tangisan bayi. Mengeak-ngeak di malam buta. Mereka bergegas ke arah sumber suara. Mendapati kuburan seperti habis diacak-acak. Seolah-olah ada yang keluar dari dalam lubang. Parahnya, mayat Rarashati terlihat menggantung di dahan pohon beringin yang menaungi kuburan tersebut. Tanpa kain kafan, tanpa sehelai benang pun menutupi tubuh telanjangnya. Dan yang paling mengherankan, dia memeluk sesosok bayi yang sedang menyusu kepadanya.

My parents used the compensation money from my sister's car accident to buy a four-room house, but they only let me stay in the bathroom. My twin brothers, who were not even a year old, each had their own room. When the twins grew up, they got into a car accident. One of them needed a corneal transplant, the other needed a heart. My parents begged me to donate and save them. When I tried to escape, they betrayed me. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back to the time just after my sister's death. I sought justice for my sister and myself, and made my parents pay for what they had done.

My husband was the leader of the rescue team. As I was trapped in a cave and surrounded by a pack of wolves, I desperately called him over and over. Yet, he hung up on me every single time. When the fire nearly burnt out and the wolves got closer, he finally called me and angrily accused me, "Can you stop wasting public resources? I'm the rescue team leader first, and then your husband." In the background, I heard a soft, feminine voice saying, "Howard, my arm has a cut. Can you take me to the hospital?" I was familiar with that voice. It was my husband's first love. Ever since her husband died, she clung to him. And my husband... He didn't just tolerate it; rather, he seemed to enjoy it. A wave of despair washed over me as I ended the call. My hands were trembling, and I tried to call the police, but before I could, the leader of the wolves pounced on me. I fell hard to the ground, and the rest of the pack, sensing the signal, ran toward me at an extraordinary speed. I didn't stand a chance to fight back, and in mere moments, I was ripped into pieces. Before my consciousness slipped away, I struggled to glance down at my lower abdomen one last time, and my lips quivered. "My baby, I'm sorry I failed you…"