Post Apocalyptic Mage

Aku sudah tahu apa yang ingin kulakukan dalam hidup ini. Menuntaskan kuliah dan menjadi bankir, sudah menjadi cita-citaku sejak kecil.Hingga aku mengenal Marco yang awalnya kukira cowok berengsek tanpa tatakrama. Siapa yang menduga jika ternyata Marco menyimpan cerita mengejutkan? Cowok ini juga yang membuatku mendatangi tempat dengan berbagai kisah pilu bernama Puan Derana.Marco dan Puan Derana pun mengubah serta membengkokkan cita-citaku dengan drastis. Kover : Adobe Spark Post & Pinterest

Delta Hart once ran away to keep her children safe from their abusive father. However, she ended up running into the arms of a billionaire bachelor. The catch was that... he would rather work on their private army than their billion-dollar company. As the wife of the CEO, she took post as a proxy and decided to run it the way she wanted. Now that her baby daddy lurked to enact vengeance, Delta made use of everything she had gotten to get rid of him for good. It's just that her true lineage might be a big hurdle for her happily-ever-after.

Five years of their marriage crumbled when Eloise Blake first went to her husband's company only to discover that she wasn't the CEO's wife. She was unaware that the documents she came to deliver to her husband was her signed divorce paper.. When she was married to Damon, Eloise had stage four cancer and was told post cancer that she had the eggs of a 68year old post menopausal woman and that IVF wasn’t even an option for her because there was no way it would work. She could either adopt or have no kids at all. Eloise knowing fully well that this could be the reason that her husband's burning love for her suddenly quenched still didn't expect that much of a betrayal even after having a passionate night together a day before. In a bid to pay her husband back, she had a nightstand with a stranger. Four weeks after she left her old life behind, she discovers she’s pregnant with spontaneous Triplets with no medical help! it was like a miracle. five years later, Now a successful curator, she returns after her father’s death, only to find herself surrounded by her ex- husband who would do anything to win her heart back. Would she choose to go back to her ex-husband? what would happen when the stranger she had a night stand with five years ago suddenly showcases again. How would she discover who her triplet's daddy really is ?

Their Love was never meant to be born She belongs in the sky. For twenty one years Olympiad has been missing a goddess now it's falling at the hands of a deadly war. When Artemis' sister gets kidnapped she travels to the mage dimension to find her. Daylen's a denimus angel in the Royal court with a stone cold face and broken interior. After he blows up half a city block with Artemis, he decides he has to protect her from the clutches of the evil Queen. Their love blooms in the midst of darkness and chaos and lies. Both of them keeping secrets that keep them apart.

On our seventh wedding anniversary, my husband's childhood sweetheart called, claiming a burst pipe at her home. Without a second thought, he ditched our celebration to play handyman. Moments later, Vivian Duffy's social media lit up with a smug post. [No matter when or where, my Superman arrives at one call. How should I reward him?] Accompanying the post was a photo of scattered condoms and torn clothing on the floor. I forced a smile, picked up my phone, and dialed a number. "My pipe is broken. Care to fix it?"

He was stunned when I caressed his wounds with my mouth. "Does it hurt?" I asked, staring into his dark gaze. Amusement shadowed his eyes. "You never asked for my surname. Do you want to know?" I nodded my head, my mind wild with expectation. He cupped my face in his big hands, his glowing red gaze, boring down my bright blue ones. His voice sounded deep and breathy, "Pain. Pain is my surname. I invented pain," Jade smirked. His wounds were healing fast and I couldn't control my urge. Not caring about the consequences, I pressed my lips on his. ******** On the death of the Mage King, he betrothed Isabella to Prince Marcus on her 18th Birthday. Not having any mage powers, she was tasked to prove herself worthy of her crown, by seducing the Supreme Alpha to avenge her late father. Supreme Alpha Jade of the Moon Star Pack remained unmated at twenty-eight because of an untold legend. However, when he rescued Isabella from one of his ditches, things were bound to change when he realized that she was his mate. He doesn't want her and he won't accept her yet, he can't let her go. But what happens when he finds out Isabella's true identity and her real intention for appearing at his pack? Betrayal was punishable by death, so what does fate hold for Isabella?

Sylvia Delavin, who suffered in pain her complete existence because of an incurable disease. Questioning everything of what had befallen her parents? Even in that scenario she still managed on being a fierce mage with incredibly powerful mana. Pushing beyond her limits to shield those she loves. Would she find the cure she's been looking for? While truth unfolds, she fell in love with a person who is not her kind, a creature that has been long gone however came back with a vindictive intention towards humanity. A Forbidden Love.

In my previous life, the apocalyptic haunts descended without warning, and the whole world plunged into a living hell. After two days of starvation, my husband and mother-in-law tied me to a chair. I begged them desperately, but they did not spare me. Instead, to keep their "food" fresh, they sliced the flesh straight from my leg. When I was reborn, I spent every last cent of my fortune to hold a grand, extravagant funeral, for myself. My husband and mother-in-law thought I had lost my mind. However, what they had not known was this: anyone who buried themselves could claim the treasures laid to rest in their own coffin: golden coins that could command the anomalies of the end times. Which meant that with this extravagant funeral, I would stand invincible when the apocalypse arrived. That time, without me as their "meat" and scapegoat… I would see how long they lasted.

“Is this true?” I asked. I can’t believe of what I have read on the posts on the social media account of the two writers that I met, Sketch and Doodle. I read again the post of Sketch. I thought of something, not because there will be no update on his story but because of his post however I can’t remember where I read it before. Then, I read what Doodle had posted. I suddenly remember my story and I read the last scene that I wrote; same words, same scenarios and same comments like how I read their posts. I doubt quite a bit but really it amazed me which I don’t know why. That is why I read some of their last few posts and it was quite surreal which leads to a coincidental from the turn of events on what their real life is and on what I wrote. I won’t pay any attention to what is going on because I know it wouldn’t happen. It seems like my suspicion is true… the things that I’m writing is coming true when there are real people that’s involved on my story however I need to investigate this. Sketch wasn’t talking while driving, I can see on Doodle eyes how amazed he is while we travel, seeing a fine nature is really amazing while I seldom talk just to point where we have to move. I noticed Sketch glanced at me. I smiled. “I’m actually kidnapping both of you and you two are willing victim.” Sketch stepped on the breaks and it made a big screech of the car. “What?!” they both asked.

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."