Louise Hay Healing

The day I was supposed to win the biggest award of my career, I walked in on my boyfriend, Ethan, in bed with another woman. He sneered, calling me a face-blind, scent-deaf bore in bed. I planned to expose his ass at the award ceremony. Instead, he and his lover mowed me down with their car. Next thing I knew, I woke up with them in an S-class horror survival game. Mortality rate: over 95%. We had to survive ten days in a haunted manor to be revived. Hit 100 on your Anxiety Level, and your soul is obliterated. Chloe, Ethan's lover, sneered. "Sensory defects? You can't recognize ghosts or smell danger. In a horror game, that’s a death sentence. You might as well just die." The others heard her and scrambled to team up. Me? I walked straight into the lair of the manor's final boss. The most powerful demon in the game wanted to devour my soul. I couldn't really see him. I just thought he was a cosplayer. I lunged forward, poked his abs, and pointed at the glowing crack in his chest. "Wow, you're really committed to the role. This getup must've cost a fortune."

My husband is from a wolf pack with a throne to inherit, but despite all my efforts, I can never give him a son. He finds it shameful that I only give birth to daughters, forgetting how I risked my life to save him. So, he begins an affair with my sister. Later, for the sake of the male offspring in my sister's belly, he brutally throws my daughter to her death and made me cough up blood until I die. Now that I am reborn, I no longer want any connection with him and avoid the path where I save him. But I never expected that my reborn sister would rescue him instead. They smugly mock me for being unable to bear male heirs. But she doesn't know that the ten-thousand-year-old Creator Goddess bloodline flowing through my veins has already been quietly awakened. My daughter will inherit the power of the goddess and become the ruler of the new world.

Bagaimana rasanya jika mantan kekasih menjadi kakak tiri? Kakak Tiri yang selalu jatuh cinta, dan tergila – gila dengan kekasihnya justru harus mengakhiri hubungannya. Hubungan keluarga yang semula hangat, justru menjadi panas. “Elle mama mau nikah sama Om Alief, dia ngelamar mama gimana restui mama atau tidak?” tanya Mama Miranda yang sudah janda selama 10 tahun setelah suaminya meninggal. “Om Alief yang sering kasih kita makan itu Ma?” jantung Elle berdebar hebat. “Benar sayang, mama dilamar Om Alief... tapi kembali ke kamu lagi, kalau tetep gak izinin mama nikah gapapa kok.” Pasalnya Om Alief wajahnya mirip sekali dengn mantan kekasihnya Elvandra yang sudah putus hampir satu tahun ini. Hubungan mereka akhir dengan kesalahpahaman, dan membuat Elle mengakhirinya. Namun, Elle tau jika ayah dari Elvandra bukn Om Alief. Namun tetep saja wajah mereka sama, hanya curiga dan perasaan Elle saja. “Gue yakin, papanya Elvandra bukan Om Alief tapi Om Kevin... gue pernah ketemu bahkan ketemu mereka langsung.” *** “Jadi Elle jadi adik tiri gue? Istri dari papa gue?” Kabar menikahnya Papa Alief membuat darah Elvandra marah. Wanita yang selama ini ia jaga, ia cintai dan berakhir menjadi adik tirinya. Tidak, bagaimana pun cinta mengalahkan semuanya. *** “Elvan... jangan cium terus. Kamu kakak aku sekarang.” Elle menolak, fakta yang di tau ternyata mantan kekasihnya menjadi kakak tirinya. Papa Alief menduda dan memiliki putra, yaitu Elvandra. Elle mengetahui setelah mamanya resmi menikah dengan Papa Alief. Hatinya sakit dan hancur saat mengetahui mantan kekasih yang mencintainya menjadi kakak tirinya. “Aku gak peduli mau kam u adik tiri aku atau siapapun itu, aku sungguh cinta kamu Elle...” “Ini salah Elvan...” “Kamu menyukainya Elle sayang...”

ฉันที่กำลังเลิกเรียนและยืนรอรถเมล์ที่ป้ายรถเมล์ที่หน้าโรงเรียนเพื่อที่จะกลับบ้าน แต่จู่ๆ ก็มีกลุ่มผู้ชายชุดดำฉุดฉันขึ้นไปบนรถตู้ทันที " กรี๊ด! " ฉันกรี๊ดร้องเสียงดัง ซึ่งตอนนี้ที่ป้ายรถเมล์ไม่มีคนอยู่สักคนเลย เพราะทุกคนทำกิจกรรมกีฬาสีอยู่ในโรงเรียนกันหมด เลยยังไม่มีใครออกมานอกโรงเรียน ฉันโดนฉุดกระชากลากถูให้ขึ้นไปบนรถตู้คันสีดำ ฉันดิ้นยังไงก็ดิ้นไม่หลุด เพราะผู้ชาย 2 คนล็อกแขนทั้งสองข้างของฉันเอาไว้แน่น ฉันที่มีแรงเท่ามดตะนอยจะไปสู้แรงพวกเขาได้ยังไง " พวกคุณเป็นใคร ปล่อยหนูนะ ปล่อยหนู " ฉันที่ตอนนี้ตื่นตะหนกเป็นอย่างมาก และร้องไห้ออกมาด้วยความกลัว " เรียบร้อยครับท่าน " ผู้ชายอีก 1 คนพูดกับใครก็ไม่รู้และเขาก็ปิดประตูรถตู้ทันที " หึ " ฉันที่ได้ยินเสียงหัวเราะในลำคอเลยหันหลังไปดูต้นเสียงที่เบาะด้านหลังของฉันทันที " ขะ คุณเป็นใครคะจับหนูมาทำไม ปล่อยหนูเถอะนะคะ หนูอยากกลับบ้าน " ฉันที่ตอนนี้ตัวสั่นเทา น้ำตาไหลอาบแก้ม หันไปยกมือไหว้ขอร้องอ้อนวอนผู้ชายที่นั่งอยู่เบาะหลัง

Having moved on from the devastating heartbreak, Valentine swore to stay single until he finds the right one worthy of his love. But when Valentine accidentally meets Dominic for the first time after five long years, pain and hatred takes over him.Determined to take revenge, Valentine began stalking Dominic only to find out that Dominic had became a fuckboy himself.

Setelah aku meninggal, orang tuaku menandatangani surat persetujuan donor organ dan memberikan retina mataku kepada anak angkat kesayangan mereka, Emma Moore. Emma pun menikah dengan kakak kandungku. Mereka hidup bahagia sebagai keluarga yang utuh. Seumur hidup, aku selalu bersaing dengannya, tetapi ujung-ujungnya aku kehilangan segalanya dan berakhir tragis. Setelah terlahir kembali, aku memilih menjalani hidup tanpa memikirkan siapa pun dan justru itulah awal dari kebahagiaan yang tak pernah kuduga.

Bagi Virgi, bertemu dengan seorang Pria mapan akan mengubah nasib nya. Bagi Louise sendiri, bertemu dengan banyak gadis adalah cara untuk melampiaskan kekosongan hidupnya. Namun berbeda dengan mangsanya kali ini. Ia malah terpikat kepada seorang gadis mungil seperti Virgi. Tak tanggung-tanggung. u

He makes you touch the sky when he’s between your legs, claiming your body with a passion that dismantles your defenses. He takes root in your chest, reaches the darkest corners of your mind — and it excites you. Maybe that’s what connected you two. He saw your worst side and loved you. You saw his worst and loved him back. DON, The Pitbull — as he became known for his brutal bites inside São Paulo’s fighting rings — arrived in the city while fleeing a barbaric crime, forced to rebuild his life in the shadows. Today, he is the “King of Tartarus,” ruler of an underground fight club sponsored by powerful businessmen and corrupt politicians. On a cold São Paulo night, his path collides with that of a reckless, drunken girl who runs him over on a deserted street. From that encounter, an uncontrollable obsession is born between them. Louise lives in a world opposite to Don’s. Wealthy, the daughter of influential figures, she once had a perfect life — until she discovered it was nothing but an illusion. It’s when the criminal steps in that she finds her emergency exit. Don is the shot of adrenaline she desperately craves. He is the drug that intoxicates her. The punishment she deserves. And Louise can’t resist. The attraction between them is forbidden, and little by little it awakens the darkest instincts within the criminal. It’s as if he can see a side of Louise that no one else can — a side she fights fiercely to keep hidden. Lou knows Don carries a disturbing past. That he is dangerous and violent. But what should make her afraid and push her away is also what excites her… and fuels a ravenous desire.

The day Joe Tanner’s parents died and his classmates cornered him in cruel bullying, I was the one who jumped into the river to save him—and lost my heart to him in that moment. For the next ten years, I poured everything I had into him. I hid my own admission letter to Great Eastern University. I washed dishes until my hands cracked, hauled bricks until my shoulders bled, even sold the pocket watch my mother left me—all so he could study without worry. I watched him rise from a ridiculed illegitimate child to a celebrated professor at the very peak of academia. All I ever wanted in return was a home we could call ours. But the day he achieved success, he forgot the woman who had built his world. So, I made my choice— If he could abandon my love, then I would walk away without looking back.

For three years, we held a wedding in name only—my husband, Kit Rutgers, a pilot, canceled our marriage registration eighteen times. The first time, his female trainee, Katy Ferguson, had a test flight. I waited outside the county clerk’s office the whole day. The second time, he got a call from her mid-drive, made a sharp U-turn, and left me standing on the side of the road. After that, every time we planned to make it official, some crisis with Katy mysteriously arose. Eventually, I chose to walk away. But the moment I boarded a plane to Solara, he lost his mind—and chased me there.