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Aku Prilly, kata orang aku wanita mandiri, kuat, pekerja keras dan bisa diandalkan keluarga. Tapi mereka tidak tahu kalau aku hampir gila! Setiap hari aku harus menghadapi Bos di kantorku yang dingin, kejam dan suka menekan. Tingkahnya selalu membuat kami karyawannya mengelus dada, hingga aku menamainya si Raja Neraka. Dari situ aku sadar, kalau sekuat apapun seseorang, tidak mungkin bisa bersandar di bahunya sendiri, aku butuh seseorang yang mendukungku melewati ini semua. Hingga dalam kesepian dan depresiku satu tahun yang lalu, aku mendownload sebuah aplikasi dating dan berkenalan dengan Mr. Bossy. Kehadiran Mr. Bossy cukup mewarnai hidupku. Terkadang kami menjadi teman, ada kalanya dia menjadi penasehatku, penyemangatku. Bahkan kami juga kerap bertukar gairah dengan cara yang biasa di sebut phone s*x. Tapi sudah satu tahun kami berhubungan, tidak juga ada wacana pertemuan. Aku bingung! Hingga pada suatu ketika, musibah menerpaku. Aku terlilit hutang dan dalam kesulitan keuangan yang harus segera di bereskan. Mr. Bossy menawarkan bantuan dan kami memutuskan untuk bertemu di sebuah cafe. Dan setelah aku tahu siapa dia, saat itulah kekonyolan ini di mulai… Masalahku mungkin teratasi, tapi hidupku justru menjadi semakin pelik. Namun mungkinkah aku akhirnya juga baper?

berumahtangga yg harmonis dan tentram itu impian semua orang, namun apa jadinya ketika keluarga suami selalu ikut campur dalam urusan rumah tangga anaknya. seperti yg di alami oleh Fitri, dia sering kali mendapatkan penghinaan dan amukan dari keluarga suami nya, ibu mertuanya hanya mengetahui Fitri tinggal di kampung dan tidak tahu kebenaran yang sesungguhnya.

Arum menjadi saksi saat sang ayah menjatuhkan talak untuk Ibunya dan memilih pergi bersama istri barunya. Arum menjadi saksi saat sang Ibu berjuang untuk membesarkan dan menyekolahkannya tanpa nafkah dari ayahnya. Arum menjadi saksi saat sang Ibu terpaksa menikah dengan seorang pemabuk karena fitnah. Selain itu, Arum juga harus menghadapi rasa sakit yang membuatnya frustasi dan hampir memilih bunuh diri. Kesakitan-kesakitan itu, tertancap kuat dalam relung hati Arum hingga menimbulkan dendam untuk wanita itu. Wanita yang telah merebut ayahnya dan membuatnya melupakan tanggung jawab terhadap anak kandungnya.

After transmigrating into a horror game, I realize I can hear ghosts' inner thoughts. "Oh, look, a human! I need to give her a pet!" "Why can't I touch her? Move! I gotta touch her!" "Humans! She's so tame that she's even letting us pet her!" My inner thoughts scream, "Damn it. Now I feel like a monkey in the zoo."

When down on her luck Abigail is approached outside her job, she has no idea that she has been located by her long lost father, who happens to be a billionaire. She decides to move into her father’s large home and finds herself targeted by her nasty stepmother and scheming half-sister. Abigail tries to adjusts to her new life of wealth and privilege, and then she meets Mark, the handsome gardener that’s hiding a massive secret. Will Abigail find a place where she belongs in new this world of glittering parties and cut throat business deals, or will she have to return to her old life, maybe with a new love?The Lost Heiress and the Secret Billionaire is created by Hannah Tatum Reading, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.

I quit and dipped. City threw a parade. Only Jenna Blake—my oh-so-gifted junior who claimed she could "see through killers' eyes"—lost it. At her celebration banquet, she went full drama queen: "I owe everything to Kate Mercer. Please, bring her back!" I laughed. Cold. Not happening. Last time around, I was the hotshot detective. But every clue I found? She dropped it first like she read my mind. People started saying I was washed. So I went all in—three months, no sleep, cracked a massive trafficking ring. Led the raid myself. She beat me there. Again. Place was cleaned out. Boom. She's the city's golden girl. I'm the clown with no game. Pressure got ugly. My head snapped. I died chasing the last scumbag. Then—bam. I woke up. Same day. Raid morning. Round two.

When Eliza takes a position as a healer in the Red Timber Wolves Pack, she has no idea that she is close to the man who once stole her heart. James, the devoted Alpha, is shocked to see Eliza, the simple country woman who broke his heart three years be-fore. James still loves her, and is shocked to discover that Eliza does not remember him, their engagement…or their passionate love affair.***James thought of jealousy at the persona he had created in her mind . . . A wolf that now commanded Elizabeth’s loyalty even after years of absence.A wolf that, apparently, no longer looked like him.James felt a rush of irrational jealousy for his past self, his self that could act without consequence, that could love his mate without fear.James stopped Elizabeth’s path, turned her to him and pulled her into his arms, kissing her deeply.Her Forgotten Mate is created by Hannah Tatum Reading, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

My roommate sets me up. She deliberately forces me into a death-trap survival game. As I shut my eyes and wait for death to take me, I realize that the game's bosses can read my mind. "Look at the blood spurting from this baby doll's neck. It's like a fountain of pee." The baby doll is baffled. It's about to launch its ultimate move, but it falters. "Man, look at how this guy is still sweeping the streets when he's so old. Does he not have a pension?" The old man is about to swallow me whole, but he suddenly gets a heart attack. An ambulance takes him away. "Oh, so this is the amusement park's owner. Oh, dear god, he's handsome, albeit a little skinny. I can send him flying with a kick!" The handsome owner's expression darkens. He instantly takes off his shirt to reveal his washboard abs. "Do you still think I'm skinny?"

After my succubus bloodline awakened, I made a habit of rating the CEO as "just okay" every single time he satisfied me. It was a guaranteed hit to his pride, right where it hurt. And like clockwork, he would grow colder, sharper, and even more determined to prove himself all over again. I glitched him into being obsessed with me for three straight years. That was, until my family finally arranged a so-called "perfect" bonding match for me. Just as I was getting ready to run, a flood of comments suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. [Eva, are you seriously doing this? If you run now, you'll be on the bed with him forever!] [Poor Arnold. He was in bed this morning, happily ordering toys and incubus outfits online, completely unaware his girlfriend was about to vanish!] [This is hilarious! She never realized he is an incubus and he never knew she is a succubus, either. They were both pretending to be human. I need to know what happens when he drags her back. I'm begging for the tail-around-the-waist scene!] [Run, Eva, run! I can't wait for Arnold to realize he got played and go completely unhinged. I can't even imagine how steamy the scene would be!]

The day I found out I was pregnant with my second child, the impossible happened: the baby in my womb spoke. "Stupid sister, are you even listening? Mom said that as soon as you graduate, she's selling you off. That money is for my future wedding!" My daughter went still. She didn't say a word, didn't confront me, didn't even cry. She just quietly applied to study abroad. And from that day on, I never heard from her again. My husband, seeing how devastated I was, moved to comfort me. But the baby's voice cut through the silence once more. "Comfort her? You're the biggest fool in this house! When I'm born, I'm not calling you 'Dad.' My real dad is that handsome guy from the bar!" The color drained from Sean's face. Before I could utter a word of explanation, he dragged me straight to the hospital for a paternity test. The results came back quickly—my best friend had pulled some strings to expedite them. And there it was, in cold, clinical print: NO PATERNITY BIOLOGICALLY ESTABLISHED. He didn't let me speak. He filed for divorce immediately. In a panic, the baby's voice cried out from inside me again, "Why is the idiot backing out now? Did he finally figure out Mom tricked him? The one who saved his life all those years ago wasn't her—it was her best friend!" That one sentence shattered my entire world. My husband turned his back on me and married my best friend. As for me… the shock and grief hit me like a physical blow. I felt a hot, sudden gush of blood. Before the doctors could save me, I died on that cold hospital bed, my hands clutching my swollen belly, my mind still reeling, unable to comprehend how my life had unraveled so completely. It wasn't until I was reborn, and once again heard the treacherous little voice inside me, that I finally began to understand the truth.