Motorcycle Name Ideas Male

My parents' enemy kidnapped me and live-streamed cutting off my fingers, just to force them to show up. For a time, the entire internet was searching for my parents. But what no one knew was that the police chief on the live connection was my real father. At that very moment, he was on a beach in Havai, lighting fireworks for his adopted son. And on their barbecue table, the live stream of my fingers being cut off was playing. Later, I survived long enough to be rescued, and I reached out with my severed fingers, wanting to touch my parents. But they recoiled in disgust and, without so much as a backward glance, took their adopted son out for steak. What they never realized was that hidden inside my severed fingers was something that would make them regret everything.

Seraphine Hale, a genius musician, announces her return to the country. When a reporter asks whether she's back for her first love, she smiles icily. "Are you talking about that trash? It wouldn't be any of my business even if he were to drop dead tomorrow." What she doesn't know is that I've already been dead for close to a decade.

As we make our way to the city hall, Paisley Doyle is struck by regret once again. After seven years together, this is the 11th time we've found ourselves at this crossroads. Every time we reach the city hall, she claims she needs more time to care for her sick first love and can't bring herself to marry me. Unable to hold back any longer, I finally decide to confront her. "If his condition never improves, does that mean you'll never marry me? Tell me, what do I even mean to you?" Paisley's temper ignites, and she snaps back at me without a second thought. "I promised to take care of him for the rest of my life! Can't you stop being so selfish? "Besides, we've been together for seven years. What does it matter if we're not legally married?"

I was the heir to a wealthy family, yet my biological parents were drowning in debt and living on the streets. Out of pity for them, I decided to give up my status as a young heir and care for my family. To help them live better lives, I worked three jobs, working myself to the bone. But one day, I discovered the truth. Their so-called "bankruptcy" was a lie. They had been living a life of luxury all along. To make matters worse, my fiancée had already gotten involved with my younger brother. I was heartbroken and devastated. I decided to return to my foster father and seek his help. To get revenge for me, he ruined my biological parents' business, bringing them down for good.

Kekecewaaan Dinda karena tak kunjung lulus dari sidang skripsi, membuatnya bersumpah akan menerima pinangan pria yang mengajaknya menikah dalam waktu dekat. Tanpa diduga, petir menggelegar seakan mengamini sumpah Dinda. Akankah Dinda dapat melewati sidang skripsi untuk yang ketiga kali dengan hasil yang memuaskan? Atau perjuangannya berakhir di meja KUA? Simak perjalanan skripsi dan cinta Dinda berikut ini.

"Ceraikan Kiyara!" ucapan Ardi, bagai petir di siang bolong, membuat ponsel Bian yang ada di tangan pria itu meluncur bebas ke lantai. "Kau tidak akan bisa membahagiakannya. Kau hanya bisa membuatnya semakin menderita." Suara Ardi membuat wajah Bian merah padam. Ipar gila, sungutnya menahan emosi. Sedangkan Kiyara langsung mematung. Kepalanya mendadak pening, mendengar ucapan kakaknya. Siapa yang sudah mencetuskan ide gila itu? Apa yang akan Kiyara lakukan ketika dipaksa untuk bercerai dengan Bian, lelaki yang ia cintai, yang sudah menemaninya selama sepuluh tahun pernikahan? Akankah Kiyara setia padanya , untuk berjuang bersama atau justru menyerah pada nasib?

Seorang gadis bernama Rara terpaksa menerima tugas khusus atasannya, untuk membantu mengatasi kebangkrutan yang sudah mengincar perusahaan yang dipimpin oleh putranya,sejak beberapa bulan terakhir. Berbagai penolakan dilakukan secara terselubung oleh Raka, sang CEO. Ia sangat membenci asisten barunya itu. Berbagai hal licik dilakukan Raka untuk membuat Rara menyerah , mengundurkan diri menjadi asistennya. Namun kenyataannya, ia harus mengakui keahlian sang asisten. Raka mulai terbiasa dengan kehadiran Rara, hingga suatu hari Widjanarko menugasi Rara untuk membantunya menyelesaikan masalah perusahaannya di luar negeri. Raka yang mulai tergantung pada Rara, tidak ingin Rara pergi dari sisinya. Bagaimana kisah Raka dan Rara selanjutnya?

Buzz It had been 4 long years since Julia accused me of cheating and left me. It had been 4 years since I had been able to breathe properly. A lot had happened in the time since she left. I was now a member of a Motorcycle club. Now I’ve found her again, she is back in my life. And she has something to tell me. Julia It had been 4 years since Ryan cheated on me. Or so I was led to believe. It had been 4 years since I broke my own heart by leaving. My brother was hurt, involved in a shooting at the Motorcycle club he belongs to. The last person I expected to see was Ryan. After all this time, can I make him forgive me, and more importantly… can I convince him to give us a second chance?

I head to a real estate sales office with my fiancée to purchase a marital home, where we meet a two-faced realtor. He starts off by complimenting my fiancée for everything she's achieved at her young age, especially since she can afford to drive a Rolls-Royce. Then, he hints that I'm wearing a fake watch and pretending to be rich so that I can live off her money and get a house without paying a cent. When he learns that we're buying our marital home, he raises his voice and says to me, "I think the sugar mommy who bought you two houses the last time was pretty nice. Oh, wait—I forgot that you have more than one sugar mommy, Mr. Bellway. Do they know of one another's existences?" I smile. My so-called sugar mommy is my actual godmother, but there's no denying that she's rich. Unfortunately for this realtor, my fiancée is nothing but a poor student whom I sponsored back in the day!

The day before our wedding, I received an expensive suit from my wife. Not long after, her young lover called me, his voice trembling. "I'm sorry. It was my fault. My bad for mixing up your size. Please… please don't blame Sylvie." On the other end, I could hear Sylvie soothing him gently, patiently, until he calmed down. I stared at the plane ticket in my hand—a one-way trip out of the country—and calmly asked her for a divorce. Then, as if I no longer mattered, she left me with a single, cold sentence. "Just don't regret it."