Kick It Lirik

Alpha Jakob gave me the grandest bonding ceremony five years ago. I became the world's most envied woman. Five years later, I received a provocative voice message from Jakob's first love, Molly. "I just got back to the pack, and all I needed to do was to play coy with Jakob, and he came right over. Tonight, he originally prepared blue fireworks for me. I don't like blue, but I decided to give it to you since I never liked to waste. You can use it during your anniversary." The day during our fifth mate bond anniversary, I looked at the blue fireworks blooming in the night sky, quietly waiting in my seat as I faced the empty seat opposite me. Molly's provocation came again. A photo of her having a candlelight dinner with Jakob. I didn't cry, and simply submit the application to terminate my mate bond with Jakob to the pack's Elder Council. At this time, my personal assistant told me she saw someone had applied for a grand bonding ceremony. "Luna Cynthia, the bonding ceremony is prepared by Molly for herself and Alpha Jakob. It will take place seven days later. Do you wish to stop it?" "There's no need to. If this is what Jakob wants, I'll make their wish come true." Jakob was still promoting how deep his love for me was, saying that I was the woman he loved the most in his life. But he didn't know that seven days later, I would leave the pack and never return again. That night, he collapsed.

After my daughter, Mia Powell, was declared brain-dead, my husband, Liam Powell, urged me to sign the organ donation consent form. I was drowning in grief and my mind was on the verge of collapse. That was when I accidentally discovered that her attending doctor, Blair Lincoln, was Liam’s old flame. They had lied about Mia’s brain death, just to trick me into signing the form and steal her heart to save Blair’s daughter, Sophia. I watched as Liam picked Sophia up from the hospital. The three of them smiled together, like a perfect, happy family. When I confronted them, they pushed me off a building, and I died from the fall. Given a second chance, I had returned to the day I was supposed to sign the organ donation form. As I stared at Mia lying in that hospital bed, I silently vowed. This time, that scumbag and that wretch would pay with their lives for what they did to Mia.

Oliver Harding and I are on our way to get a divorce when a truck rams into our car, making us turn turtle. Before I lose consciousness, I hear him say, "If I get a second chance at life, I'll definitely accept Zara's confession. Living a life of excitement with her is what I truly want." When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the day I got engaged. As in my past life, Zara Cox stands before Oliver with a bouquet and asks him whether he wants to be with her. He doesn't even spare me a glance as he drops to one knee before her. He holds out a ring and says, "I love you, Zara. Will you marry me?" Brilliant. He must have been reborn, too. I give them my blessings, and he and Zara live the exciting life he wants. But later, he falls to his knees before me. Tears stream down his face as he asks whether I can marry him again.

My husband, Hank, is dead.  On our wedding anniversary, he ventured out in the pouring rain to buy me a cake, only to be hit by a truck. His body was badly mangled in the crash.  My sister-in-law, Lyra, called me a killer, claiming that I did not deserve Hank’s inheritance.  My mother-in-law, Judy, kicked me out of the house.  Overwhelmed by grief and guilt, I often wondered if he would still be alive had I stopped him that day. Eventually, emotions gripped me, and I was diagnosed with cancer.  Judy came to visit me on my deathbed. “You’re an idiot to believe everything!”  She threw a family photo in my face.  The shock and anger were more than I could handle, and I breathed my last.  It turned out that Hank was never dead. He had a child with his old flame.  When I opened my eyes once more, I returned to the day my husband faked his death.

My husband, James Lincoln, disappeared in an accident, and my in-laws wasted no time filing to have him legally declared deceased. At the funeral, a woman, Xena Xander, suddenly showed up with a young boy, both crying hysterically. The boy, Charlie Lincoln, screamed at the top of his lungs, calling my husband “Daddy.” My ten-year-old daughter, Mia Lincoln, charged at him, shouting, “Shut up! That’s my dad!” Pretending to break it up, my in-laws instead shoved Mia to the ground. She collapsed and passed out on the spot. “If you’re looking for someone to blame, blame yourself for not giving us a grandson! This family can’t die out without an heir!” Xena smirked at me with blatant provocation. Behind her, Charlie spat in my direction and sneered, “You’re just a worthless tramp nobody cares about.” I didn’t lose my temper. Instead, I laughed. “If you want the status and the inheritance so badly, you can have them. But don’t come crying to me when you regret it.” Two weeks later, Xena showed up at my doorstep, covered in blood, banging on the door and screaming. And then, I got a phone call that felt like a nightmare come to life. But I couldn’t have cared less. By then, I was already enjoying a peaceful vacation overseas.

He Stole My Love Heart and Future—But I’m Taking It Back In this fast-paced romance filled with betrayal, revenge, and girl power, Emily Reyes appears to be the perfect good girl—beautiful, loyal, and the devoted wife of arrogant CEO Carlos Reyes. She gave him everything: her love, her fortune, and her future. But behind the public smiles is a tragic truth—Carlos used Emily to build his empire and now hides a devastating secret. When Daniela, a mysterious woman with a young son, moves into their mansion claiming to be Carlos’s stepsister, Emily’s world begins to unravel. The truth? Daniela is Carlos’s former lover, and Mateo is their son. Heartbroken, Emily flees and crashes her car in a storm—only to be rescued by Alejandro Vega, a kind architect with a painful past and a quiet strength that draws her in. Torn between grief and justice, Emily pretends to have amnesia and begins gathering evidence of Carlos’s crimes and betrayal. With the help of her childhood friend, she transforms from weak to strong—reclaiming her inheritance, documenting the lies, and plotting her revenge. As Carlos’s empire collapses under the weight of Emily’s revelations, tragedy strikes: in a final act of madness, he murders Daniela and takes his own life, leaving their son orphaned. One year later, Emily has rebuilt her life and found peace—and love—with Alejandro. The once submissive wife is now a powerful woman who turned heartbreak into strength. When she places a white rose between Carlos and Daniela’s graves, she whispers: “The price of betrayal was too high for all of us.” A gripping tale of love, tragedy, and redemption, this is the ultimate weak-to-strong romance where justice is served—and healing begins.

Kisah Matari yang lain. Kali ini Matari telah berusia 25 tahun. Karyawan baru di tempat kerjanya. Seperti terjebak, pindah ke perusahaan baru mulanya adalah hal yang sangat diinginkannya. Namun, tak lebih baik dari sebelumnya, perusahaan barunya penuh dengan politik, kisah cinta terlarang bahkan pelecehan seksual. Matari pun harus berupaya mengungkap segala kasus-kasus di kantornya meskipun sebagai imbalannya, dia harus diam-diam menjadi mata-mata di sana. Mampukah dia bertahan ataukah dia harus mencari pekerjaan lain lagi? Nothing is perfect in this world. Hai guys, untuk sementara Novel "Sidekick" hiatus dulu sampai dapat ide baru ya. Jangan lupa follow sosmed : @arumisekar.author untuk updatenya. Thank you!

(SEBUAH LIRIK LAGU YANG SAYA TUANGKAN MENJADI SEBUAH CERITA) “Save me if I become, My demons.” Kegelapan adalah hidupnya, tanpa ada kehangatan keluarga yang memahami dirinya. Menyedihkan bukan? Memiliki tatapan dingin, kejam, dan tak terbantahkan. Banyak orang yang menjauhinya, dan dia menjadi buronan polisi. Setiap hari, tubuhnya selalu bermandikan darah dari korban pembantaiannya. Siapa pun yang mengusiknya, akan mati tersiksa.

Di usia yang hampir 40 tahun, pengusaha sukses dan tampan cukup banyak wanita yang wara wiri dalam kehidupa seorang Samudra Abimanyu. Tapi selama ini belum ada yang benar-benar mampu membuatnya terpikat. Rata-rata mereka hanya “mampir” sebentar sebelum digantikan oleh wanita-wanita lain. Tidak hanya para temannya yang menjulukinya playboy bahkan beberapa majalah dengan terang-terangan menyebutkan bahwa dia adalah casanova, mungkin ada benarnya saking seringnya dia gonta-ganti perempuan. Satu pantangan Samudra adalah tidak akan mengencani pegawainya, dia tidak ingin merusak citra dan profesionalitas kerja dengan love affair di kantor. Dan sampai saat ini dia tidak pernah melanggarnya, biarpun tidak sedikit staff wanita yang kepincut dengannya. Bos muda, kaya dan ganteng. Sabrina. Why on earth sosok wanita ini tiba-tiba sibuk mondar-mandir di pikirannya? Semenjak kali pertama interview, sosoknya rajin nongol tanpa diundang ke kepalanya. Seperti tidak ada wanita lain saja, pikirnya sinis ke diri sendiri. Walaupun banyak bergonta – ganti pacar, dia memang tidak terlalu sibuk untuk memikirkan perempuan. Buat dia pacar adalah selingan diantara kesibukan pekerjaan, selingan untuk mencerahkan hari, pelengkap untuk dibawa ke resepsi bukan untuk memenuhi pemikiran. Mendapatkan pacar baru buat dia sama mudahnya seperti membeli jas baru, sekali lirik bisa dipastikan perempuan akan tersipu – sipu kepincut. Tetapi Sabrina lain. Ada sesuatu tentangnya yang menyedot perhatian Samudra. Cantik, yes…tapi lebih dari itu. Gayanya yang anggun tapi terkesan berjarak, ada sesuatu darinya yang menyedot perhatian Samudra. Seperti black hole yang menyedot semua energi dan masa di sekitarnya, Sabrina juga menyedot semua fokus dan perhatian Samudra.

Nazeela Sahara tak pernah mengira akan menjadi madu dari wanita yang sudah seperti saudara sendiri. Mati-matian dia menolak ide tersebut, tetapi wanita itu mengungkit jasanya kepada keluarga Nazeela. Apakah Nazeela bisa bahagia, hidup bersama pria yang ternyata memiliki siasat licik di balik kesediaannya menikahi gadis tersebut? Sementara jauh di relung hati dia memiliki cinta tersembunyi untuk pria lain. Apakah kisah cinta Nazeela bisa seindah simfoni yang sering dia senandungkan? Atau hanya irama tanpa lirik dan tak berjiwa?