Nothing Gold Can Stay Poem

My once best friend posted a photo on her social media account on the tenth anniversary of my marriage. In the photo, her daughter and my son were wrapped in my husband's and her arms. The caption said, 'The perfect pair.' I commented, 'Perfect indeed.' Soon, the post was deleted. The next day, my husband rushed home and asked me, "Sophie is finally recovering. Why are you provoking her?" My son even pushed me and accused me, "It's all your fault for making Tammy cry." I took out the divorce papers and threw them in their faces. "Well, it's my fault, so I quit your perfect family of four."

My African American Mom married a rich Japanese man. As I moved the skeleton of my new bed next to the window, I felt a gaze focused on me. Outside my window, was the house next door. The house shape was similar to ours, so it also had a window facing mine at the same level. Standing there on the other side was a skinny Japanese boy. As soon as I laid eyes on him, he stiffened, then shyly smiled and waved. His hair was all over the place, seeing him in his tanktop I thought to myself that he must've just rolled out of bed. But wasn't it the afternoon already? The boy says something but of course I can't hear him with my window closed so I slide it open. "Eto....hi." He tried in English. If someone were to tell me later I'd come to care about him deeply, I'd find that hard to believe. For as long as I could remember I've always felt empty. And that emptiness, I hid on instinct.

My mom had a sudden heart attack, and the medical bills were piling up faster than I could breathe. I was desperate, so I turned to my rich boyfriend, hoping he could help, or at least offer some kind of solution. But instead of the support I expected, he unleashed a tirade that hit harder than anything I'd ever heard. "So this is why you're with me? Just for my money? You're no different from those other women throwing themselves at me. You're all the same—pathetic and shameless!" Before I could even react, he shoved me out the door. Later, when he finally understood the full story, he handed me a bank card, no questions asked. "Candice," he said quietly, his tone almost remorseful. "The password is your birthday." I didn't say a word. I just let the card drop onto the floor and walked away without looking back.

After a divorce from her billionaire husband following the return of his first love, Lana is left heartbroken, and confused,but also determined to get her father’s company from the hands of Andre and his family. With no one and nothing to fall back to, Lana decides to move to a new city far from Andre and his family. But the new life is more challenging than she thought, especially as a new and single mother. But Lana is determined to make things work for her and for her children. In her pursuit of a better life Lana runs into Cameron - a former college friend and love interest. Meeting Lana again after years of being apart reignites lost feelings in Cameron and he vows to win her love in any way he can even if it means fighting her enemies with her and helping her recover what she had lost. Will Lana, with the help of Cameron, recover her father’s company and finally accept his feelings for her or will she realize the honesty of her ex-husband’s feelings and finally forgive him?

Melihat sudut pandang detektif dalam novel misteri, agaknya sudah umum kita ketahui. Akan tetapi, bagaimana jika kita melihat dari sudut pandang sang pembunuh? Apa kau juga percaya dengan arwah yang balas dendam? "Meski melihatku menderita di ujung ambang kematian, tampaknya mereka tidak akan berhenti sampai aku benar-benar mati ...." Dia adalah George Owens, pria yang semasa mudanya bekerja pada pihak kepolisian Selatan. Menjadi seorang detektif adalah impiannya di masa remaja. Bersama Smith Hegner dan juga Niels Johansen, George melakukan pekerjaannya dengan baik dan cepat. Namun, siapa sangka, di balik pekerjaannya yang selalu berurusan dengan para penjahat ulung tersebut. Nyatanya ada fakta yang dia sembunyikan rapat-rapat. Lantas, bagaimana dengan akhir hidupnya? Apakah semua dosa yang pernah dia lakukan di masa lalu akan menimbulkan sebuah karma yang justru membuatnya lebih memilih mati daripada hidup bersama dengan berbagai kenangan buruk? Inilah kisah seorang pembunuh berantai yang juga merangkap sebagai detektif swasta di kepolisian bagian Selatan. Sang psikopat ulung, George Owens.

“I was born incapable of love. My hands know only blood. My heart knows only ice. But for you… I would carve out a new soul, even if it kills me.” Alessio “Alec” Moretti rules his city like a god draped in shadow. Cold, ruthless, and untouched by emotion, he’s a mafia boss born from bloodlines and brutality. Psychopath, they whisper incapable of love, addicted only to control. No one defies him. Until Noa Hartmann spits in his face. Noa is everything Alessio doesn’t understand fiercely ,independent, maddeningly fearless, and completely uninterested in bowing to a monster. He’s just a university student working in a dusty bookstore café, trying to survive the same violence that killed his family. But one moment one public act of defiance and Alessio is obsessed. At first, it’s a game. Alessio wants to break him, tame him, make him kneel. But the closer he gets, the more the lines blur. Why does he want to protect Noa? Why does he feel anything at all? What begins as possession becomes something darker, deeper… and far more dangerous. Because monsters don’t love,they consume. And when the past reemerges in the form of a long-lost brother turned rival mafia boss one who blames Alessio’s family for the massacre of Noa’s everything explodes. Noa is caught between two devils: One who stole his life. One who wants to own his heart. With empires collapsing, secrets unraveling, and love bleeding into obsession, Noa and Alessio are forced to face the truth: Some monsters can love. But they will burn the world for it.

Sick of the life in Illinois, Kinsella Sloane decided to leave everything, travel and spend her whole summer in Hermosa Beach in South California. On whether, she would stay a little longer or not, she didn’t know. She wanted freedom. She longed for it ever since she’s turned twenty two. She wanted to explore and travel. She wanted to be carefree. But what would she do when she feels herself falling for one guy—one she knew would never be the man for her because sooner or later, she would leave the place? Everything would just turn into a memory. Would she be able to leave? Or would he be enough to make her stay?

Because broken heart, Shaquelle accepted a proposal from a well-known businessman named Jerry Garth. Someone Shaquelle had known recently.Whatever for reason she proposed to Shequelle.In his doubts, Shaquelle began to wonder, its possible that this marriage could cure his pain? Or's this just another drama in his life?

Esa Dia Esaku. Penerang dalam gelapku, peneduh dari hujanku, penghangat dalam diriku. Leyka Aku tidak tahu apa arti dari nama ku. Seperti untuk kehidupan Esa. Aku tidak tahu apa arti hidupku untuk Esa. Kami dibedakan oleh ekonomi dan disatukan oleh takdir. Aku mengetahui perasaanku pada Esa. Tapi Esa tak pernah tahu akan hal itu. Aku juga tidak tahu bagaimana perasaan Esa kepadaku. Meski kami tidak bisa bersatu, aku akan tetap melindungi dan menyayangi Esa, karena dia adalah Esaku.

"What kind of love do you want from me?" Aarav asked Aarya. " I want you to love me till you can. I don't want you to say anything in pressure.I only want your love from your heart" Aarya said. Aarya is Medical student who is always focused on her studies. But when she fall in love his love drive her crazy. Aarav is an Engineering student who is interested in making his career in Singing. For others he is rude and angry guy. He is understood by very few people close to him. Will Aarav understand what love Truely means? To know more about them read mesmerising journey of Aarya and Aarav.