Karma Seal

Ananya Singhania has spent her life trying to impress her mother, a conservative narcissist who never acknowledges her efforts. Despite her hard work and dedication, Ananya's achievements always fall short in her mother's eyes. Her solace comes from her deep bond with her brother, who loves her unconditionally and sees her as his precious little sister. In school, Ananya had a crush on a boy who saw her as nothing more than a bookworm and ignored her. Years later, fate brings them together under different circumstances. Ananya is now a beautiful and dedicated doctor, while Aakash Malhotra has become a ruthless, handsome businessman with a dark secret. As one of the most eligible bachelors and a notorious playboy, Aakash is drawn to the transformed Ananya, seeing her as his next conquest. The love Ananya once felt for Aakash blossoms again, but she questions whether he feels the same or if he will simply use her and break her heart. As their paths intertwine, Ananya must navigate the complexities of her revived feelings and the reality of Aakash's intentions. Will Ananya be able to overcome the heartbreak and move on with her life? Or will Aakash realize his mistake and seek redemption? Dive into this compelling story to discover the answers and explore the intricate dance of love, ambition, and redemption.

WARNING!!! 18+++ Pastikan usia kalian sudah dewasa untuk membaca cerita ini! “Kalau aku tertarik padamu, apa kau akan membuka hatimu untukku?” Aneesa membalas tatapan Marcello yang menatapnya dengan lembut, tetapi sangat serius. Seperti bukan Marcello yang dikenalnya, tetapi kemudian tertawa pelan lalu meneguk Bacardi dan menatap Marcello dengan geli. “Jawaban bodoh macam apa? Kau sudah punya gadis yang kau incar, dan aku pasti bukan tipemu, kan?” katanya sembari melepaskan lengannya dan berbalik. Namun, Marcello menarik siku Aneesa kemudian lengannya melingkar di pinggang gadis itu dan hanya dalam hitungan detik bibir Marcello telah berada di bibir Aneesa. Aroma Bacardi yang kuat segera memenuhi penciuman Marcello, begitu pula rasanya—hangat, namun sedikit manis dan membakar di tenggorokan seperti campuran amarah, gengsi, dan sesuatu yang tak bisa dikendalikan. Aneesa terpaku, tubuhnya menegang di antara lengan Marcello yang menahannya agar tidak beranjak. Untuk sesaat dunia di sekeliling mereka seolah lenyap, hanya ada degup jantungnya yang terpacu cepat di dada, berpadu dengan napas Marcello yang terasa di kulitnya. Sentuhan lembut bibir Marcello di bibirnya bak ribuan bujuk rayu yang terus mendesaknya dan Aneesa pun perlahan membuka bibirnya. Menyerah dan membiarkan Marcello mencumbuinya kemudian perlahan membalas ciuman Marcello. Aneesa mengerang, tubuhnya merapat pada Marcello, dan sesuatu yang menyiksa bergelung di bawah perutnya. Namun, akal sehatnya menghampiri membuatnya tersadar jika seharusnya tetap pada batasan dan tidak melewatinya. Ada begitu banyak suara di kepala Aneesa, sangat berisik membuat Aneesa memilih memejamkan matanya lagi. Namun, Marcello justru kembali menciumnya. Kali ini lebih lembut, tidak begitu memaksa dan membuat Aneesa ingin menangis karena meskipun menyadari ada batasan yang seharusnya tidak dilewati nyatanya tubuhnya seperti kehilangan kontrol dan sepenuhnya mendambakan sentuhan Marcello.

CERITA INI HANYA FIKSI BELAKA SERTA MENGANDUNG KONTEN SENSITIF! Sosok gadis kecil itu diberi nama Anak Setan. Ia diasingkan ke tengah-tengah hutan belantara lantaran sering menghabisi nyawa manusia yang jauh dari Tuhan. Konon katanya, siapapun yang berani mendekatinya akan mendapat kutukan selama tujuh turunan. Risna dan sang suami tidak percaya dengan hal-hal berbau klenik. Karena ingin memiliki anak perempuan, akhirnya mereka berdua sepakat untuk mengadopsi sang Anak Setan. Berbagai kesialan perlahan menimpa, bahkan sampai merenggut satu per satu nyawa. Akankah keduanya selamat setelah mengadopsi anak terkutuk itu? Atau justru mereka akan meregang nyawa sama seperti korban sebelum-sebelumnya? Kalian akan menemukannya dalam kisah ini.

Je suis entrée en fauteuil roulant dans le salon de réception que Wells avait préparé pour mon anniversaire, l'immense salle, qui bourdonnait d'animation quelques instants plus tôt, s'est figée quand ils m'ont aperçue. Ils sont tous venus ici pour leurs propres raisons, mais certainement pas pour célébrer mon anniversaire. « Voilà donc la fiancée handicapée du président Wells, mademoiselle Joy ? » « Oui, mais le vrai amour n'existe qu'entre Wells et Anna, je les ai vus s'embrasser dans un coin à l'instant. » Ils dissimulaient leurs murmures derrière leurs coupes de champagne, persuadés que j'étais toujours cette ancienne invalide muette et sourde. Mais ce qu'ils ne savaient pas que, depuis la semaine dernière, j'ai recouvré l'ouïe, aujourd'hui, je perçois chacune de leurs railleries. Mon fiancé, Wells, se tenait à l'écart sans rien faire pour défendre mon honneur. Il avait semblé oublier que c'est pour le protéger que j'ai sacrifié ma mobilité, le jour de l'accident, c'est moi qui l'ai écarté de la trajectoire de la voiture, me jetant sous ses roues. Lorsqu'on m'a ramenée à la vie, Wells avait juré de rester à mes côtés pour prendre soin de moi pour toujours. Mais après trois ans, tout a changé. Mon téléphone a vibré. « Mademoiselle Joy, la réplique de votre corps est prête. Répondez 'CONFIRMER' pour activer immédiatement le service de fausse mort. Nous livrerons la dépouille à votre noce avec Monsieur Wells dans cinq jours.  » Sans hésiter, j'ai tapé « CONFIRMER  ». Wells, je te souhaite un merveilleux jour de noces.

To cure our daughter's pancreatic cancer, I made a deal with the System, trading the rest of my life for a miracle drug. My husband called me insane to my face, but secretly gave the medicine to his mistress to treat her facial scar. When I was falling apart in despair, he had the audacity to explain: "Vicky has dreams of becoming a star. She's already 24, she can't wait any longer. "Besides, didn't you get that drug by sleeping around? How could a housewife like you possibly get such high-end medicine on your own? If you want to save our daughter, why don't you go whore yourself out again? It's not like it'll kill you, right?" But the truth is, I really don't have another life to trade for another dose.

On the day of my birthday, my cousin, who does ballet, falls and injures her leg. My father smacks my leg with a club in a fit of rage. I cry out in pain, but he doesn't care. He sneers and says, "Now, you know how it feels! Why didn't you stop to think how much pain your cousin would be in when you pushed her and made her fall down the stairs?" He hits me with all his might until I can't make any more sounds. To drive the lesson home, he shoves me into the basement, uncaring that I'm on the brink of death. "I'll let you out of there once you stop thinking these dirty thoughts, Yvonne!" But when he opens the door to the basement once more, all he sees is my decomposing corpse.

My dormmate has dropped out of college to get married. Before that, she shares a livestream link on the college forum. She claims her husband has cheated on her, and she wants to stream how she punishes the homewrecker. She asks everyone to share the link and hype the situation up. I don't take her words to heart. To my surprise, she barges into my house with a group of people that afternoon. She trashes the place and screams bloody murder at me. It seems she thinks I'm the homewrecker. It's only from her words that I understand her rich and handsome husband is my father. Well, since she's caused such a scene, it looks like her darling is going to lose his job and leave this family without a penny to his name.

Suatu hari, aku menerima telepon dari seorang pengembang properti. Orang itu dengan sopan menasihatiku bahwa meskipun aku sudah menikah, aku tidak perlu sampai membuat keributan sepanjang malam. Banyak tetangga yang mengeluh dan merekalah yang dipusingkan karena berada di antara kedua belah pihak. Aku menjawab dengan tenang. "Kalian pasti salah paham, aku saja nggak punya pacar, mana mungkin aku sudah menikah?" Melihatku masih tidak mau mengaku, pihak pengembang properti mengirimkan video pengawas lingkungan perumahan kepadaku. Dalam video tersebut, lorong bangunan dihiasi dengan lampu dan tamu datang tanpa henti. Beberapa orang mengiringi pengantin perempuan masuk ke dalam rumah baru. Pengantin laki-lakinya adalah mantan pacarku, yang sudah putus denganku dua setengah tahun yang lalu.

La sœur adoptive de mon mari m’a invitée à dîner, et pendant le repas, un tremblement de terre a eu lieu. Mon mari, pompier, est arrivé immédiatement pour nous sauver. Cependant, comme nous étions toutes les deux coincées sous la même grosse pierre, il ne pouvait sauver qu’une seule personne. Afin de sauver en premier sa sœur adoptive, qui était fragile et malade, mon mari m’a abandonnée, malgré le fait que j’étais enceinte de cinq mois. Je l’ai supplié de me sauver. Il a laissé la grosse pierre briser mon bras. « Ysaline a toujours été fragile et malade, si on la laisse ici, elle mourra. » Mais après ma mort, il est devenu fou.

When my husband, Louis Banks, was caught in a traffic accident, I was at an interview out of town. By the time I got to the hospital, he had already been declared dead, and was sent to the crematorium. Hearing the news, I fainted on the spot. When I woke up again, I was greeted by the court coming to enforce the auction of all our assets. The reason was that Louis' company had gone into financial troubles, leaving us in massive debt, and I was the only legal representative of the company. Many years later, I found myself begging in the snow with a cracked bowl, and I nearly got run over by a luxury car. To my surprise, the one in the driver's seat was none other than Louis, who was supposed to be dead ages ago! Dressed in designer brands and holding another woman in his arms, he jeered at my filthy stench and appearance, even kicking my bowl to pieces. "You're still alive, huh? I was worried that I couldn't trick someone who graduated from a bigshot university, but you were dumb enough to believe it without questioning it for a second!" He laughed, sneering as he continued, "Thanks for working so hard for us, hahaha!" His words filled me with so much anger that I died on the spot, my eyes glaring at him even in death. Little did I expect that when I came to, I found myself back on the day of his accident!