Lirik Bad Romance Dan Artinya

"You think you will sit on our chest and enjoy all of our money all your life. We don't want you, Zara. Don't ever try to get back here. Remember you are sold and the sold things never get to return back to their original place," Zara rolls down the thick drops of tears as she clutches her clothes with all her might. The line cuts off and there is silence all over the dark room where she is supposed to meet him today. She is scared and she is foreign to the place. She doesn't know who the is the one she is entangled and sold with by her uncle and aunt. Her eyes plays around the room only to find the dark and tall figure standing right behind the door and his blue orbs was only what she could see right now. "Get the out of here or I will make you life just the ," he shouts and her whole body shivers with his hoarse voice. ** He is practically a monster who has always distanced away from people and lived his life completely in an arrogance. He doesn't but he also doesn't love anyone. Will she be able to melt his heart and turn him back to normal young man? Will her lifelong trap be beautiful instead of being a ? Or will it be even worse?**

Sakit hati setelah memergoki Vano berselingkuh, Siella punya dendam besar untuk membuat Vano dan Selingkuhannya terpuruk sampai tanah. Sialnya, Siella harus bekerjasama dengan orang yang dia benci karena ia membutuhkan koneksi besar untuk memberantas dua hama itu. Rasanya naik turun Siella berusaha membalas sembari mematikan rasa cintanya pada Vano. Namun, mengingat makin lancangnya dua orang itu membuat Siella makin bertekad besar. Mata dibalas mata. Apa yang sudah dirinya bantu pada Vano akan ia tarik sampai ke titik terendahnya. Namun, apa mungkin balas dendamnya ini bisa berjalan mulus sesuai keinginannya? Atau malah menjadi pisau bermata dua yang akan melukai Siella

Brandon Wolfram is the poster boy for heartbreaks and disaster. The boy everyone fears and lusts after. The kind of boy who will leave you broken and sprawled out on the bathroom floor, wishing you never met him and the boy, after whom your life will never be the same. An enigma. An addiction. An obsession. Faith Millar knew exactly what she was getting into when she fell in love with Brandon…and yet, it was too late to give up. Because if there was one thing he was good at, it was driving a woman wild with desire and leaving them wanting more. And Faith wanted a lot more than just his body. She wanted his heart. But will Faith, a shy, introverted virgin of all people, be able to tame the quintessential bad boy? Or will she become just another notch on his bedpost? Or this time…will Brandon become the one obsessed with the innocent little mouse?

Escaping from her abusive husband with nothing but the clothes on her back, a beaten and bruised Laura shows up on the doorstep of her estranged older brother - and President of a well-known motorcycle club, Jake Wilson. But before she can even make it into the house, she runs into a tall, dark, deep well of trouble - her brother's best friend and second in command, Talon Nash. *********** He stepped closer, closing the gap between us in one stride. His hands found my hips, pulling me into him with a firm but gentle grip. The sawdust clinging to his skin mingled with the scents of his sweat and cologne, and I breathed it in, reveling in it. “Your reward,” he murmured, his lips brushing against my ear, “is me not dragging you upstairs and ruining you right now in front of all these guys.” My breath hitched, and I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks, but I smirked. I wasn’t about to let him win this one. “No fair. That’s more of a punishment than a reward,” I said, crossing my arms over my chest. “I want a refund.” “NOT getting f*cked in front of the prospects is a punishment?” He chuckled, a deep rumbling sound that vibrated through me. “Fine,” he added, his lips curling into a wicked grin. “Careful what you wish for, angel.” Before I could respond, he bent down and hoisted me up over his shoulder like a sack of flour. I let out a startled laugh, my hands instinctively gripping the back of his jeans. The prospects paused their work, watching with amused smirks as Talon carried me toward the stairs. “Talon!” I protested, though my laughter betrayed me. “Put me down!”

Setelah suamiku menikah lagi, aku adalah musuh dalam selimut untuknya dan keluarganya. *** Nana, wanita yang dikhianati suaminya tanpa alasan yang jelas. Padahal, selama membangun rumah tangga bersamanya, suaminya yang bernama Indra itu selalu bersikap manis padanya. Bahkan, Indra masih bisa bersabar ketika istrinya tak kunjung diberikan anak. Lantas, apa yang membuat pria itu menikah lagi? Bahkan, tanpa sepengetahuan istrinya? Bukan hanya karena diduakan, yang akhirnya membuat Nana memutuskan untuk membalas perbuatan suaminya itu. Terlebih selama menikah dengan Indra, membuat Nana secara tidak langsung mendapatkan siksaan batin dari ibu mertua dan adik iparnya. Lantas, akankah Nana berhasil membalaskan rasa sakitnya? Ikuti terus ceritaku ini, yaa ... *Happy reading dan tetap utamakan baca Alqur'an ygy ...*

From the moment my twin sister set her eyes on Matteo, she decided he was the one. We were just kids, but that didn’t matter to her. In her heart, she believed they were destined to be together. So when their arranged engagement was announced, no one was surprised. At least, that’s what I thought. But lately, something had felt off. Wherever I went, Matteo was there. Lurking in the dark, concealed in the shadows, always watching. I didn’t know what I’d done to capture his attention. I didn’t want it. Yet, I couldn’t stop my heart from trembling like a bare soul caught in the icy grip of winter whenever he came near. Nor could I ignore my body’s traitorous response to his voice, low and laced with wicked intent. I fought to resist him. I truly did. But it was useless. He knew it. And so did I. So I ran. But that was the thing about the Vitales: they always gave chase.

Sierra vowed to never become a young mother like her sisters. She almost succeeded until a tragedy happened to her family, and then everything changed. Three years later, Sierra was left with raising three kids, but when her old flame re-entered her life, she found herself in a bind. Will she be able to balance love and motherhood? Furthermore, she not only has to deal with one pursuer but more!

Saat gempa bumi terjadi, suamiku yang merupakan kapten tim penyelamat justru meninggalkanku, lalu terlebih dulu menyelamatkan cinta pertamanya, Cloe Monroe. Aku tidak menghalanginya, membiarkannya pergi begitu saja. Karena di kehidupan sebelumnya, ketika menghadapi pilihan yang sama, suamiku memilih menyelamatkanku yang sedang hamil delapan bulan. Sedangkan Cloe, karena bantuan datang terlambat, malah terkubur di bawah reruntuhan akibat gempa susulan dan meninggal karena sesak napas. Kemudian, di hari aku akan melahirkan, suamiku membawaku ke makam Cloe. Dia memandangku dengan tatapan dingin saat aku terjatuh karena rasa sakit yang luar biasa, mengabaikan permohonan tanpa henti dariku. "Jessica, apa kamu kesakitan? Waktu itu, rasa sakit yang dialami Cloe di bawah reruntuhan seribu kali lebih parah dari ini!" Aku menatap suamiku yang seperti sudah kehilangan akal dengan ekspresi tidak percaya. Pria itu melanjutkan, "Padahal saat gempa, kamu jelas-jelas berada di zona aman! Kalau bukan karena kamu yang memaksa dengan alasan kehamilanmu, bagaimana mungkin momen terbaik untuk menyelamatkan Cloe bisa terlewatkan?" "Aku ingin kamu merasakan sendiri semua penderitaan yang pernah dialami Cloe!" Dia memaksaku berlutut, terus membenturkan kepala di depan foto mendiang cinta pertamanya, membiarkan darah mengalir deras dari tubuhku. Pada akhirnya, aku mengalami pendarahan hebat saat melahirkan, lalu meninggal di ruang persalinan. Saat membuka mata lagi, aku kembali ke hari terjadinya gempa. Kali ini, aku dan anakku tidak akan lagi menggantungkan harapan padanya.

Sejak sahabat masa kecil Irfan meninggal, dia membenciku selama sepuluh tahun penuh. Hari kedua setelah menikah, dia langsung mengajukan diri ke organisasi untuk pergi ke perbatasan. Selama sepuluh tahun itu, aku menulis surat tanpa henti, berusaha menunjukkan ketulusanku. Tapi, balasan yang kuterima selalu hanya satu kalimat. [Kalau kamu benar-benar merasa bersalah, lebih baik cepat mati saja!] Namun, saat aku diculik, dia malah menerobos markas penjahat seorang diri, menembus hujan peluru demi menyelamatkanku. Sebelum meninggal, dengan sisa tenaganya, dia menepis tanganku dengan keras. “Menikah denganmu… adalah penyesalan terbesarku….” “Kalau ada kehidupan berikutnya, kumohon jangan pernah datang menggangguku lagi….” Di pemakaman, ibu Irfan menangis penuh penyesalan. “Anakku, ini salahku… aku nggak seharusnya memaksamu….” Ayah Irfan juga menatapku penuh kebencian. “Kamu sudah membunuh Selina, sekarang juga membunuh anakku. Dasar pembawa sial! Kok kamu nggak mati saja?!” Bahkan komandan yang dulu mati-matian mendukung pernikahan kami hanya bisa menggeleng dan menghela napas. “Ini salahku yang dulu memisahkan mereka, aku benar-benar bersalah pada Irfan.” Semua orang merasa kasihan pada Irfan. Termasuk diriku sendiri. Aku dikeluarkan dari organisasi dan malam itu juga, aku menelan racun di tengah sawah yang sepi. Saat membuka mata kembali, aku mendapati diriku kembali ke malam sebelum pernikahan. Kali ini, aku memutuskan untuk merelakan semuanya.

After her mother remarried a Korean businessman, Isla found herself trapped under the same roof with her stepbrothers; Eun-woo and Ji-hoon. She takes an instant dislike to Eun-woo after he showed his cold side during the first time they met each other while Ji-hoon turned out to be neutral and eventually became close to her. She tried her best to approach and have good sibling relationships with her stepbrothers since they all attend the same university in Seoul. However, everything didn’t go as planned… mostly when both Eun-woo and Ji-hoon realized they see Isla more than being just their stepsister. A forbidden romance between step siblings who are trying to fight for their rights to love despite the society going against them because not all forbidden romances have rules…