Knock Knock Jawabnya

"You don’t know what you’re playing with." He murmured, His hand traced a slow path down my arm, fingers firm but deliberate, sending a shiver straight to my core. "You are scared" “I’m not.” I whispered. He smiled. “You should be.” Before I could think, he closed the distance, his lips crashing onto mine, rough, urgent, claiming and fierce, consuming fire of his touch. "I can't stop. I don't won't to." Then he claimed my lips again. And soon, my lips moved. I was kissing back. This shouldn’t be happening. Just then footsteps echoed. “Rylan—stop, someone’s coming—” But his hands only gripped my waist tighter, holding me still. he whispered. “Let them. I don’t care.” then his lips crashed against mine, harder. I tried turning away but he grabbed my neck and stuck his tongue into my mouth. "Rylan please." my eyes dart to the door. "Stop." I struggled. His hand slipped down to grab my ass. Squeezing it tightly. "If you weren't wearing a jean, I would have stuck my fingers right into your holes. Fuck." He hissed then continued. A light knock sounded at the door followed by the twisting handle. No! ★ Some-secrets are born in fire... and some desires, forged in darkness. Alyssa Milano carries a past she can’t outrun-one soaked in blood, silence, and a secret that could ruin her. At fifteen, her innocence was stolen. Rylan Russo is danger, ruthless, powerful, and used to getting what he wants. When he sets sights on Alyssa, their worlds collide in a storm of obsession and desire. Is this a love story tocall? In a world where trust is poison and passion is a weapon, Alyssa must choose her path. A dark, twisted romance where survival comes at a cost.

Sati terbangun dari komanya, dan harus mengalami uji coba proyek manusia varian baru. Dalam hitungan jam dinding isolasi telah didirikan, hanya ada pilihan hidup terinfeksi atau bertahan hidup. Sati dan Hans yang merupakan dokter penanggung jawabnya berhasil menciptakan vaksin dengan metode suara sebagai penyembuhan. Tapi semua usaha selalu dihalangi oleh manusia mutan penjaga wilayah proyek uji coba.

Book 1 – My Dad’s Mafia Best Friend When Lyra is sent to Italy to stay with her father’s best friend, Adrian, after his business collapses in New York, her first concern is for her dad—but right behind it is the forbidden desire she’s harbored for Adrian since they met a year ago. Adrian fights his own battle, struggling to keep his best friend’s daughter out of his mind. But as the fire between them grows, resisting becomes impossible. With their age gap, the weight of taboo, and the dangerous Mafia world Lyra’s father wants to shield her from, how long can they ignore the spark between them? Book 2 – Greg and Kael’s Love Story (M/M) Fashion design student Greg is already overwhelmed—balancing classes, an internship, and the secret that his best friend’s boyfriend is a Mafia boss. The last thing he needs is trouble knocking at his door. But trouble doesn’t just knock—it sneaks in, wearing the name Kael. Greg should stay far away, but danger has never looked so tempting. As their worlds collide in a game of deception, attraction, and secrets too dangerous to expose, the question isn’t just how long Kael can hide—it’s how long Greg can resist. Book 3 – Bella and Quinn’s Love Story (W/W) Bella has spent years burying her dark past, even from her closest friends. But one mistake lands her behind bars, trapped with a mysterious woman who won’t stop getting under her skin. When an attempted poisoning leads to her breaking out from prison, Bella never expects the real shock to come after—the truth about her family, her past, and the undeniable pull toward the very woman she should be avoiding, Quinn.

“Who am I to you?I want to hear you moan it” “You are my sugar dada,” I responded huskily, my lips trembling faintly. “And you are…?” he teased, his voice thickening with heat, while he devoured me with his eyes as he swallowed hard. “I’m your little toy,” I whispered,my voice dripping with desire. “That’s my princess,” he said with a wicked grin, his tongue trailing slowly around my neck. His hand slid up and grabbed my breasts, squeezing gently before his mouth found my nipple. He tugged with his teeth, sending a jolt through me. ***** Charlotte Dame wasn’t in London to cry over a breakup. She just wanted a change of scenery, a little peace, not another man. Then she bumped into Clinton Hinns— a 53-year-old billionaire way too sexy for his age. She was 27, guarded, and not looking to fall for someone twice her age. But some temptations don’t knock, they crash right into you. From quiet seduction, and risky demands, she soon finds herself wrapped up in wild evenings, erotic adventures, and illicit cravings tangled in reckless trios and thrilling paths of love, desire, and wicked indulgence awaiting Charlotte. She indulges her desires and embraces her freedom to the fullest. Her Sugar Daddy is irresistible, that’s for sure. He’s older, and It doesn’t bother her. He showers her with luxurious gifts and pampers her to the fullest. She’s definitely living her dream life, but a dark truth comes to light — one that could turn her world upside down and crush her reality. What if it’s more terrifying than she could have imagined? When it finally hits her, just one thought fills her mind. let’s hop on this ride! RATED 18 - proceed with caution

How long does it take to give up on a man you've loved for ten years? It takes me 3 seconds. The first second, I signed my name on the contract to become the chief designer of a renowned studio in Paris. The second second, I lock away ten years of my youth in my heart. The third second, I completely prepare to leave Levi's world. My fiancé Levi is the heir of the Smith Group, the absolute aristocracy. For others, he is untouchable. But for me, he's the childhood sweetheart who, with a crooked paper ring he made himself for the first time in his hand, told me, "You're the only girl I'll ever marry, even if I have to wait a hundred years." From that moment on, the only person I wanted to marry was Levi, and I never doubted that I would eventually marry Levi. But on the day of our engagement, he disappeared. I waited for a whole year, waiting for a message, a phone call, or a knock on the door, but nothing came. Later, he finally appeared. He stood next to a red Ferrari, holding flowers, and said that he still loved me, that he wasn't ready before, and begged me to give him another chance. I almost believed him. But at the same time, I received a provocative message from Levi's first love, Ruby: [Aren't you curious where he went during the time he eloped from your engagement? I'm already pregnant with Levi's child, and he loves kissing my pregnant belly the most.] I wiped away my tears, turned around, and applied to study in the Sorbonne University Faculty of Medicine, leaving only one sentence: "Levi, we're breaking up." Learning that I was leaving, Levi went crazy. He braved the heavy rain and blocked the entrance to my new place, his eyes red, asking me: "Stella, if I make Ruby abort the child, can you come back to me?"

Room 1167. I was just about to knock, nakataas na yung kamay ko, my fingers hanging just inches away from the door matapos walang sumagot sa doorbell. For a second, napahinto ako. And I was about to step back, ready to leave and just report it, when suddenly— Biglang bumukas ang pinto at hindi pa man ako nakaka react nang tuliyan ay may kamay na biglang humablot sa pulso ko papasok sa loob ng kwarto. “Ah—!” Sa hindi inaasahang pangyayari, I was pulled inside. “Argh.” Mahinang halinghin ng lalaki, his arms wrapped around my body like he had no strength left to keep himself up. His head suddenly dropped onto my shoulder, the weight of it catching me completely off guard. May kakaibang amoy ang kaniyang kwarto, mabango ngunit sa katagalan ay nakakahilo, hanggang sa bigla nalang akong nakaramdam ng pagkainit sa aking katawan. “W-what are you doing…” I managed to say kahit medyo nanginginig ako ng kaunti at kinakabahan. I could feel his breathing against my skin, uneven and warm, slightly shaky. “A-ang init.” Mahina niyang bulong habang dahan dahang inaalis ang kaniyang suot na coat. “What the fuck is happening?” Bulong ko sa aking sarili at mas lalong nakaramdam ng kaba. “Put me down!” Sigaw ko matapos niya akong buhatin at biglang ibaba sa kama. For a second, everything happened too fast. Nasa ibabaw ko na siya at mukhang hindi na kayang pigilan pa ang kaniyang sarili. “Ohhh…” Mahinang ungol ko nang unti unti na niya akong halik-halikan sa aking leeg habang ang kaniyang kanang kamay ay marahang binubuksan ang butones ng uniporme ko. My hands were tightly wrapped around his neck habang pilit siyang idinidiin sa aking leeg. “Shit!” Ungol ko nang biglan niyang sipsipin ang aking dibdib habang bumababa ang kanang kamay niya sa aking pagkababae.

Bukankah tidak ada yang salah menjadi single mother? Kallula adalah wanita tangguh yang berjuang untuk membesarkan putranya seorang diri. Ia lebih memilih menjauh dari hidup Jaka, lelaki yang menghamilinya daripada harus terus terbelenggu dalam hubungan yang toxic bersamanya. Jaka yang selalu melakukan tindak kekerasan pada Kallula yang tengah hamil akhirnya lari dari tanggung jawabnya dan menikahi wanita lain. Lelaki yang berprofesi sebagai aparat negara itu, kini hanyalah seorang keparat di mata Kallula. Akankah Kallula hidup bahagia bersama anaknya?

Evita yang merupakan anak seorang kepala desa yang menikah dengan laki-laki biasa bernama Andi, ibu Evita nampak tidak suka dengan pilihan anaknya, tapi karena kekuatan cinta mereka akhirnya mereka bersatu dalam sebuah pernikahan, seiring berjalannya waktu masalah justru datang ketika Andi mengikuti komunitas grup di wilayah tempat tinggalnya, Andi seperti kembali pada masa mudanya padahal ia sudah memiliki anak dan istri, seringnya berkumpul dengan teman-teman komunitas membuat ia lupa akan tanggung jawabnya, akankah pernikahan mereka bertahan?

"Apa yang lo lakuin ke gue, Al? Gimana kalo gue sampe hamil? Hiks ..." gue pukul dada polos Aldo dengan menangis histeris. "Lo sendiri yang mau, loh tadi? Gue pake k*n-dom, Nis ... santai dong ..., lagian ini kan belum larut banget? Masih jam sepuluh? Sana gih beberes, biar gue anterin! Ntar kita pikir di jalan alasan buat bokap, lo!" jawabnya enteng dengan beringsut turun dari ranjang. Penyesalan hanyalah penyesalan yang tak akan pernah bisa memperbaiki kehormatan gue ... Hidup gue HANCUR!

From my earliest memories, my entire family is cold and distant toward me. When my parents look at my younger sister, Claire Lloyd, their eyes fill with warmth and joy. Yet, when they turn to me, only disgust remains. Claire's life is filled with applause and excessive love, while mine is filled with disdain and suffering. When the explosion erupts at the street corner, I save the stranger beside me. Later, I learn he is Byron Whitmore, a mafia family's Don. He begins pursuing me after I rescue him. Later, I quit my job and move to a new place, but he finds me and proposes in 100 different ways. "Why me?" I ask countless times. "Because it's you," he always answers. The wedding causes a sensation throughout the city. I truly seem to have transformed from an ugly duckling into a swan. That is, until I'm five months pregnant, when Claire needs a transfusion of rare Rh-negative blood after a car accident. The blood bank has a shortage. Because of that, my parents knock me unconscious and send me to the hospital. In my daze, the blood extraction machine hums continuously. As two thousand milliliters of blood leave my body, I see Byron. Tears well up in my eyes. I begin thinking he's here to save me. Instead, I hear him say, "We can't take any more. Sharon and the baby will die." "But Claire has lost too much blood. She'll die, too..." My mother pleads. "No one wants Claire safe more than I do." Byron's voice is thick with pain. "She's my first love. I've never forgotten her. I only married Sharon because her face looks so much like Claire's. "But I can't trade her life for Claire's. Trust me—I'll find another way." So, that's his reason for marrying me. The blood extraction machine continues running, but my heart has already stopped beating. The affection I see in his eyes has never been for me. He's always looking through me at someone else. Everyone in the world loves Claire, and Byron is not the exception that I foolishly believe him to be. That grand wedding is nothing but an ugly duckling's self-deceiving fantasy.