Lagu Flow Go

Sinopsis "...kadang aku ragu, kamu kenangan atau cuma sekedar bayangan. Tapi apapun itu, 'kita' bukan lagi kenyataan sekarang." Itu adalah sepotong surat dari Gathan, pada selembar foto blur miliknya. Fanala sama sekali tak menyangka bila dulu ia dicintai sebegitu besarnya oleh lelaki yang beberapa tahun lebih muda darinya itu. Laki-laki yang membuatnya lupa akan pedihnya cinta pertama, laki-laki yang mengajarkannya jatuh cinta lagi, laki-laki yang konyolnya selalu meninggalkan earphone agar punya alasan untuk menemuinya, juga laki-laki yang hilang dan dinantinya begitu lama.

The soft lapel gently slid off the shoulder, deftly showing off the heavenly charm. Her beautiful little feet are decorated with extremely delicate jewelry, that foot of hers is placed in a pair of hands. When she took her crown off, it fell to the ground and rolled around a few times before finally coming to a halt. She finally opened her eyes, her gaze resting on the man who knelt in front of her. "Are you still as in love with me as you were when we first met?" The concubine who was receiving the emperor's favor suddenly questioned her knight. The other knight looked up at the concubine, his beautiful red eyes containing only her image. He bowed his head, planted a respectful kiss on the concubine's feet, and answered the question seriously. "I love you, with all the love I possess. No one in this world will love you more than me." The concubine's red lips curved into a beautiful curve. The knight's answer made her feel very comfortable. She wrapped her arms around the knight's neck, replying sweetly. "I love you too with all my heart beating in my chest." Together, the two of them. The image of the two lovers was visible under the silver moonlight of a cool summer night. She is the most favored concubine of the vampire king. He was the knight closest to her. The construction of a secret plan is underway. It won't be long before the days of tranquility are gone, and this place will be overrun by chaos and suffering.

You know those stories where the hot, popular guy and his friends mostly ignore, but also sometimes make fun of the nerdy girl who walks the halls. That is, until she disappears and comes back all transformed into a bombshell ready to take her revenge. Well, I'm the popular guy everyone wants and wants to be. The guy who is supposed to be the king of everything and dates the hottest girl in school, who, of course, also happens to be the head cheerleader. And you know that nerdy girl I mentioned, before the whole transformation-revenge part? Well…she's actually my best friend and I've been in love with her since the second grade.

My boyfriend thought I was just a nerd. When he was drunk, he complained to his friends. “Does it matter if she has good grades? Her family’s broke. You know, I could slap a wad of cash in her face, and she’d come crawling like a dog.” However, I later ended up crying and sitting on a certain someone’s lap. He kissed me from behind my ear down to my neck and chuckled softly. “Hmm, a nerd? Does he even know that you’re actually the daughter of the city’s biggest real estate tycoon?”

"I’m a good girl—until I got drunk in Vegas and married a panties-flaming-hot Irishman. Oops. I’ve always lived my life by the rules. Unlike my two sisters, I’m the good one. The responsible one. Going outside my comfort zone is when I wear red lipstick before five PM. That comfort zone of mine? It’s smashed to smithereens on a wild night in Las Vegas when I met—and married—Liam Gallagher. After one shot of tequila, then two, then too many to count, a good girl’s rules tend to disappear. And so do her panties, and her bra, and various other articles of clothing when she’s with an Irishman who knows his way around a woman’s body. Now my husband wants us to stay married. For six months. He says it’ll be worth my while. Considering our chemistry underneath the sheets, I can’t say that he’s wrong. Liam isn’t safe, though. Liam definitely isn’t comfortable. He’s like the male equivalent of wearing red lipstick in the daytime all wrapped up in an irresistible, dangerous package. Yet this stubborn Irishman isn’t about to let me go, drunken Princess Bride-themed Vegas wedding or no. Now I have to decide if I’m brave enough to break the rules for love."

Viviana Bellini was a free spirit who loved unconditionally and thought she had found her prince charming who was a mafia until he slept with her supposed best friend and cast her away, now that she is betrayed she swears to return and get her revenge but on reaching her home, she finds out that she had been arranged to a cold mafia don. But instead of staying in the house like the good wife her father wanted her to be, Viviana decided to go into the wild. Raffaele Conte was a man who was cold, calm and a silent assassin who could get blood on his face without even batting an eyelash, he never smiled and he never cried, people called him the cold sculpture until he met Viviana who seemed to show him another color that is not black. But Viviana is not all that meets the eyes and Raffaele has his own secrets. Would these two people navigate into a love unquenchable when the secret is revealed? Or will their various quests tear them apart and make them enemies?

In the midst of the darkness of my soul, I have found Chiara Bianchi, a withered flower. I am Wolfgang Krüger, a cruel and heartless man. Seeking revenge, I kidnap Chiara, determined to make her suffer as her uncle has made my family suffer. But Chiara is much more than a defenseless victim. I discover that her beauty hides a deep pain, and her silence tells me stories I could never imagine. Chiara is mute, trapped in a world where words cannot escape her lips. The torture I had planned for her turns into a dangerous game, an internal struggle that I cannot control. Every day, I find myself watering her withered garden, wishing to bring life back to her face and challenging my own cruel instincts.

Taglish story. Si Marisse Dela Fuente ay naninirahan sa probinsya kasama ang kanyang pamilya. mahal na mahal sya ng lahat dahil sa angking kagandahan at kabaitan kaya naman ay inggit na inggit sa kaniya ang kanyang nakatatandang kapatid na si Vanessa. Dahil rito, nagawang agawin ni Vanessa ang nobyo ni Marisse, pinahirapan nito si Marisse na maging miserable ang buhay. Nakipagsabwatan sya sa mga taong may balak na masama kay Marisse para sa pera. Sa pagkawala ni Marisse, ilang taon ang lumipas ay may babaeng mayaman na basta na lamang nakilala. Siya si Ivy. Ngunit, may kinalaman ba itong taong ito kay Marisse? sino nga ba siya?

Born but wasn't raised, Azalea is a modern-day Filipina who knows what she wants. She's a strong and independent career woman whose goals don't include men, babies, and fairytales. She's a free woman who takes charge of her own life. Azalea is never sorry for what she believes in, and she's confident no one will be able to tame her and her beliefs. But will one night with the CEO she works for change that? Can a baby stop her from running wild? Or will she continue blooming like the wildflower that she is?

Abandoned as a child, Andrea’s life was a script of hardship. Her mother, once an aspiring actress, left her poor father for a wealthy man, erasing them from her glamorous new life. Raised by a loving stepmother, Andrea harbors a burning desire to conquer the acting world and surpass her mother’s success. Now her world is shattered: her stepmother's cancer is in its third stage, her acting career crumbles due to a false accusation, and her boyfriend's betrayal leaves her heartbroken. A drunken night leads to an unexpected encounter with Niklas, a wealthy but arrogant heir. Desperate to save her family from financial ruin, Andrea reluctantly agrees to a marriage of convenience. However, this marriage intended as a lifeline, becomes a battlefield as Niklas's lover returns, threatening to destroy Andrea's already fragile existence. When a heartbreaking miscarriage leaves her reeling, she must confront a crucial decision: will she remain in the shadow of others, or break free from her gilded cage to reclaim her dreams and identity?