Novel Story Example

In front of the orphanage gates, Rebecca Schwartz, the impoverished student I had been sponsoring, stood glaring at me with a face full of disdain. "If you don't let Freddie come along, I'm not going to your house either," she declared, her tone sharp and unyielding. In the past, blinded by love and hopelessly infatuated, I would have caved to her demands, humbling myself just to keep the peace. But things were different now—I had been reborn. Staring at this despicable pair, who had once caused my tragic demise, a tidal wave of fury surged within me. Yet, it settled into nothing more than a faint, icy smile on my lips. "Then stay here," I said, my voice cold and steady. "Rot in this place alongside your precious Freddie. After all, trash like you belong in the garbage heap."

Soon after I came back to the country, someone slapped me right across the face in broad daylight, yelling that I was a mistress. A crowd of reporters closed in, pelting me with questions about whether Chandler Armstrong, CEO of Armstrong Industries, was keeping me as his mistress. I was stunned speechless for a moment, but then I pulled out my wedding photo with Chandler from seven years ago and held it up. "What are you talking about? I'm his wife!" The crowd went silent, and the woman who'd slapped me turned white as a sheet. Only then did I finally get it: while I'd been overseas, Chandler had been openly involved with an actress, and everyone in his social circle had already decided she was the future Mrs. Armstrong. Today, they all came expecting to confront a mistress—only to find out that I was actually his wife. Later, Chandler tried to justify it. "Alina, you've been out of the country for years. I'm a man, and I have needs. She's just a B-list actress; it's not like she threatens your position. Why should you be upset? Just let it go," he said. "Don't make a scene." I handed him the divorce papers. "You make me sick."

My mother-in-law is extremely frugal. She reuses paper others have discarded, carefully saving the unmarked portions. She even takes the black waste oil from the kitchen range hood and uses it to cook our meals. She says, "Frugality is a virtue—it brings blessings!" I try tirelessly to convince her otherwise, throwing out all her filthy items to protect my family's health. But while she praises me to my face, behind my back, she uses my baby's food scissors to clip her grimy toenails. My child eventually dies of a lung infection, leaving me heartbroken. My mother-in-law, however, points her finger at me, saying I'm unlucky and that I've brought misfortune to their family. Even my husband blames me. In the end, they use a knitting needle to pierce my throat and stab me to death. When I open my eyes again, I find myself back on the day I first see her picking up dirty paper. The first thing I do is hide all the high-quality tissue paper I had stocked up on before my pregnancy, pretending I knew nothing. She calls these blessings, right? Fine. The blessings of this miserly frugality—she can reap them all herself!

After five years of marriage, Zac Saunders felt the need to protect his son with his mistress. Not only did he pressure me into terminating the pregnancy, but he also conspired with the board of directors to remove me from my position as vice president. He held Jemma Jacobs close, wearing a wicked grin."Samantha Lewis," he sneered, "since you won't obey...""...Jemma take your place from now on," he continued.I pushed his hand away, pulling Jemma in front of me. Ignoring her struggles, I firmly grabbed her hair and forced her to tilt her head back."Come on," I urged, "tell him, who do you belong to?"

The new intern always claimed to have the company’s best interests at heart, but her actions told a different story. To cut costs, she secretly swapped the two-thousand-dollar gift basket I had prepared for a client with a knockoff version she bought online for just two dollars, shipping included. During a critical overtime session, she turned off the power to save on electricity. Then, she boldly suggested canceling the company’s annual holiday leave. With a self-righteous expression, she declared, “The company doesn’t support freeloaders. I believe the holiday season is the perfect time to boost sales. I propose everyone work unpaid overtime and dedicate themselves selflessly to the company!” While the employees grumbled in frustration, I stepped up to refute her absurd suggestion and spoke out on behalf of the team. But instead of backing down, she accused me of embezzlement in front of everyone and recommended to the boss that I be fired. The shocking part? The boss agreed. Fine. If that was how they wanted it, I couldn’t wait to see how the company would function without me.

Someone posted a love confession to me on the college's confession wall. But then my roommate's boyfriend left a comment claiming I had slept with every guy on campus. I was furious and ready to call the police. My roommate begged me to forgive her boyfriend, promising she'd make him apologize publicly on the confession wall. But before that apology ever came, an adult video started circulating in the student group chats. Everyone was saying I was the girl in the video. The college summoned me for a meeting and suggested I take a leave of absence. When I went home, my parents refused to acknowledge me as their daughter. I lost everything. Depression consumed me, and with the endless rumors, I finally gave in to despair and ended my life. When I opened my eyes again, it was the day my name first appeared on the confession wall.

On the eve of the National Robotics Championship, I smashed my carefully designed bot to pieces and announced my withdrawal. Everyone said I was a fraud who was quitting out of fear of being exposed. Online, the netizens mocked me relentlessly. Only one person, Adrian Cross, the so-called genius of the century, spoke up in my defense, his voice dripping with false sincerity, "I believe in River Lowell’s skills. Only he deserves to be my opponent. No matter what setbacks he’s facing, I hope he comes back to the arena and proves himself." In my previous life, the robot I built was identical to his. No matter how I tried to prove he had copied me, Adrian stood before the cameras, wearing his benevolent mask, and said, "It’s fine. This robot can go to River. I can always build something even better." His fans swarmed me, tearing me apart online, and no one believed in my talent. I swallowed the humiliation and vowed to rebuild my robot from scratch. However, when I was assembling it, the Power Core in my kit exploded, shattering my skull. That same night, I was rushed into the ICU. Netizens clapped and cheered, saying I got exactly what I deserved. That night, my girlfriend, Lila Hart, signed the hospital’s DNR consent form without hesitation. Until the day I died, I never understood how Adrian had gotten my robot’s data or why Lila had joined forces with him. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day of the competition.

"Jangan pernah memaksa seseorang untuk bisa menjadi yang diharapkan. Akan tetapi, biarkan dia berfikir untuk bisa menjadi lebih baik. Karena yang serius akan berubah sendirinya tanpa di minta apalagi dipaksa!" - Bhalendra Alaska Arlic ___ "Lo mau ngapain? Mau tetap bertahan? Sampai kapan, menunggu setan berubah menjadi malaikat, cinta itu cuma omong kosong Alaska, kecuali beneran jatuh di orang yang tepat!" -Johannes Azka Ini tentang Alaska, yang berkali-kali dipatahkan namun tetap bangkit dan berusaha terlihat kuat. Tentang cinta yang tak pernah bahagia, semua akan baik-baik saja jika seandainya ia tak pernah merasakan sebuah rasa cinta. Pertemuannya dengan Yesaya, tidak membuat perubahan apa-apa, melainkan sakit hati trauma yang sangat lama. Namun, saat kehadiran new person. Apakah Alaska bisa untuk membuka pintu hatinya lagi?

Di Balik Tirai adalah kisah perjuangan seorang ibu, Maria Lestari, dalam melarikan diri dari belenggu kekerasan rumah tangga dan jejaring kejahatan tersembunyi. Setelah bertahun-tahun terjebak dalam hubungan penuh kontrol dan kekerasan bersama suaminya, Rizal Pratama, Maria akhirnya memutuskan untuk melarikan diri bersama kedua anaknya, Putri dan Arif. Kehidupan baru mereka dimulai di Desa Harmoni, sebuah tempat yang tenang dan jauh dari kota. Di sana, Maria bertemu Dewi, tetangga yang menjadi sahabat sekaligus pendukung utamanya. Dengan bantuan Dewi, Maria membangun bisnis kecil menjahit yang memberinya kekuatan ekonomi dan kepercayaan diri. Namun, kedamaian itu tidak bertahan lama. Rizal yang obsesif kembali muncul, menyebarkan teror melalui pesan-pesan anonim dan bayang-bayang pengawasan. Situasi kian memburuk saat Maria mengetahui bahwa Rizal terlibat dalam organisasi kriminal bernama Lingkaran Hitam, jaringan gelap yang menguasai banyak lini kehidupan dari bisnis hingga politik. Dengan dukungan Farhan, seorang detektif idealis, Maria terlibat dalam penyelidikan berbahaya yang membawanya pada rahasia besar dan kejahatan lintas negara. Di tengah ketegangan dan pelarian, Maria tidak hanya menghadapi musuh eksternal, tetapi juga harus melawan rasa takut dan trauma dalam dirinya. Ia menyadari bahwa untuk benar-benar bebas, ia harus menghancurkan sistem yang mengurungnya, bukan hanya melarikan diri darinya. Di Balik Tirai adalah kisah tentang keberanian, ketangguhan, dan harapan. Sebuah perjalanan seorang ibu dalam melindungi anak-anaknya, membebaskan diri dari masa lalu, dan menantang kekuasaan gelap yang ingin mengendalikannya. Sebuah cermin tentang kekuatan perempuan dalam menghadapi dunia yang keras.

All Faith Cole ever wanted was a good job, a good house, a loving husband and children of her own. But when her father-like boss, Josh Hamilton is suddenly ill, he calls for his estranged son. Enter Alexander Hamilton. Perfect example of sexy, manipulation and strategy. He comes to see his father for whom he holds a grudge. But Josh has a condition. Alexander needs to get married in order to own the family company. And for this time, Faith might be the perfect option.