Pot Tanaman

Quinn Parker has a system: keep her grades up, keep her feelings private, and absolutely never act like the kind of girl who screams over a boy band, no matter how many NEON ATLAS songs she has memorized. So when the group’s lead singer, Jace Wilder, is chased through the arena hallway before a sold out show, Quinn reacts on pure instinct: she yanks him behind a giant fake pot plant, yells his name, and points the stampede of fans in the wrong direction. Jace disappears with security. Quinn goes back to her life. End of story. Except a week later, Quinn lands an after school cleaning job at a luxury rental and opens the door to find Jace Wilder alone, exhausted, and nothing like his shining, onstage self. He tries to flip the charm back on when he realizes she’s the girl who saved him, but Quinn doesn’t buy it. She makes him a coffee, tells him to sit down, and treats him like a normal person for the first time in a long time. Quinn isn’t falling for a fantasy. She doesn’t even know him. But the more time she spends in his offstage world, between rehearsals, rumours, and the pressure to always smile, the harder it becomes to ignore the quiet, real boy behind the spotlight… and the fact that he’s starting to look at her like she’s the only place he can breathe.

Kirklin Jefferson is a cold, handsome, and sexy billionaire who is every lady’s dream man but he abhors women especially the celebrities that throw themselves at him. He goes to London to finalize the acquisition deal of a multinational and he meets this curvy and gorgeously beautiful staff of the company; Alexandra Davidson. Despite his coldness, he falls in love with her at first sight but secretly nurses his feelings. Each time she comes into his office, his ‘thing’ would always pitch a tent in his trousers to the extent that Alexandra noticed and she would steal a look at it and secretly wished it was hers to hold and grind forever. Kirklin travels to Paris on a business invitation, and a scheming person sets him up by lacing his drink but he escapes from her hold and bumps into a stranger in the restroom. His erection is so strong that it’s almost breaking open the fly of his trousers as the heat in his body has intensified. The stranger too needs someone to calm her down so both agree to help each other. He grabs her behind, thrusts in and out, and banged the life out of her honey pot……. He returns to London and a steamy love affair ensues between him and his crush; Alexandra Davidson. After a month, he gets to know she is one month pregnant…. “But wait… I used protection while with you so how did this happen?” He retorted angrily. Alexandra is so confused about who the father is…… This is a beautiful story with lots of electrifying twists, hot and steamy romance, exciting moments, suspense, and emotional experiences that will make your time reading it worthwhile. Happy Reading!

As the news broadcast reported a random serial killing near my residential complex, I knew—I had been reborn once again. In my first life, my husband insisted on going out in the middle of a snowstorm to buy weapons for self-defense. I locked every door and window, waiting at home, anxiety clawing at my chest. I never imagined the killer could pick locks. Before I could even react, a blade plunged into me, and I died on the couch. In my second life, I didn't hesitate. I hid in a concealed storage room, holding my breath. But the door was still pulled open. A man wearing a rabbit mask stared straight at me. "Found you," he said. In my third life, I ran to the police station. I rushed inside and told the officer on duty that the killings weren't random—that the murderer was coming for me. They looked at me like I'd lost my mind. Then my husband arrived in a hurry and took me away. But the moment we reached our front door, a heavy hammer smashed into the back of my head. Through the blinding pain, I forced my eyes open, but I never saw who killed me. Now, staring at the grave expression on the news anchor's face, agony surged through every inch of my body. Rebirth isn't a reset. The damage accumulates—and sooner or later, it will torture me to death. Without hesitation, I walked into the kitchen and set a pot of oil to heat. And I waited… for the moment the lock began to turn.

The day I was awarded the highest service medal, I got a call that my grandfather had died. My superiors approved emergency leave, and I rushed straight back to the family estate without stopping. The moment I reached the hillside cemetery behind the house, what I saw snapped something inside me. Our family burial ground had been completely leveled. My parents' graves had been dug open. Their urns had been turned into flower pot bases, with dark-red roses planted right on top of them. My grandfather's coffin had been split apart. His body was left exposed in the dirt, already starting to rot. And my younger brother, Jerry Horton, who was on the autism spectrum, was being ordered around like a laborer by my husband's assistant, Digby Wolfe, hauling construction materials back and forth. I lost it. I grabbed Digby and slammed him into the ground with a hard shoulder throw. "You touched my family's graves and made my brother do manual labor. Are you trying to get buried here with them?" Digby coughed up blood as he struggled to his feet, sneering at me. "This was Mr. Gray's decision. He said your family plot is in a good location, with plenty of space. It's perfect for building a golf course for the future Mrs. Gray. In Joule, Mr. Gray is the law." His tone was icy. "And who do you think you are?" I swallowed my rage and called Marshall Gray. "I hear you run Joule," I said. "Well, I'm about to change that."

Who meets Prince Charming in an elevator while carrying their broken shoe? Lena Masterson was having a rough day. Her coffee pot exploded, her favorite heel broke on the way to work, her computer died, and her coworker sabotaged her performance review that she should have aced. To top it all off, she had to stay late. So when she ran into a handsome stranger at work, she was certain that it was the worst day of her life. Instead, it was the start of something wonderful. From the moment she nearly bowled the man over, she thought about him. She didn’t know anything about him, and could only assume that he was someone’s assistant. Still, the encounter left her with new self-confidence. She made a move assertive enough to get the attention of her boss’ boss, and be granted a new position as the personal paralegal of the head partner. This promotion soon led to an important trip to the Caribbean, where she saw a familiar face on the beach… Everything seemed perfect when she was in Aiden’s arms, but he was holding something back. Worse, Lena was keeping a secret from him as well. She knew that she couldn’t keep up her little white lie forever, but it turned out that Aiden’s secret was much bigger. Much much much bigger. A billion times bigger, in fact. Even though he treated her like Cinderella at the ball, it was possible that the billionaire playboy just thought of her as one of his “flavors of the week”. After saying goodbye with one last barefoot kiss and returning to the real world, there was a burning question on Lena’s mind: Did this Prince Charming love her as much as she loved him?

Setelah mati mendadak karena lembur berlebihan, Levana terlempar ke dalam novel berlatar belakang dunia manusia binatang dan merasa bingung total! Ayah pemilik tubuh asli adalah seorang manusia binatang pengembara. Ayahnya memaksa lima manusia binatang untuk membentuk ikatan pasangan dengannya. Saat ini, dia sudah menyiksa kelima suami manusia binatangnya sampai sekarat. Tak lama lagi, mereka semua akan berubah menjadi jahat dan dia akan berakhir tragis! Levana pun menyusun rencana dalam semalam. Dia berencana untuk mencari perlindungan kepada ayahnya yang merupakan petarung tingkat tertinggi, lalu memutuskan ikatan pasangan dengan para antagonis itu dengan perjanjian darah. Ketika Levana memanfaatkan ruang penyimpanan untuk mengumpulkan kristal inti binatang dan menanam tanaman untuk bertahan hidup, tatapan para suami manusia binatang antagonisnya terhadapnya menjadi makin aneh. Ular putih berbisa yang angkuh melilit Levana dengan ekornya. Dia berkata dengan tatapan penuh kasih sayang, "Vana, selama aku hidup, jangan harap kamu bisa putuskan ikatan pasangan denganku." Ikan duyung yang tampan melingkarkan lengannya di pinggang Levana dan memohon dengan suara menggoda, "Aku akan bernyanyi untukmu. Jangan campakkan aku." Singa jantan dengan surai hitam menundukkan dan menggesekkan wajahnya ke wajah Levana. "Levana, selama kamu nggak meninggalkanku, aku bahkan rela berikan nyawaku padamu." Rubah merah yang menggoda mendekap Levana dan berbisik di telinganya, "Apa yang pernah kamu lakukan padaku, aku mau tagih dengan berlipat ganda." Bangau pendeta yang dingin menunduk untuk menatap Levana. "Aku nggak peduli kamu itu siapa, atau dari mana kamu berasal. Cuma kamu satu-satunya pasangan betinaku." Levana pun merasa kebingungan. "Hah? Bukannya kalian benci sama aku karena dipaksa membentuk ikatan pasangan denganku? Kita akan putuskan ikatan itu. Kenapa kalian malah nggak bersedia?"

The train to Centraford was about to depart. That was the ride we'd spent our entire life savings—30 thousand bucks—to get a ticket for. I was gripping my mate, Byron Reynolds's, hand tightly, trying to pull him onto the last train to Centraford. This was the chance I'd waited three long years for. Once we entered Centraford, we could rise from being low-tier civilian werewolves to official Silvren Talons workers—registered, salaried, and numbered. If we missed this train, we'd be stuck forever in Sidersville, a chaotic melting pot, never able to enter the heart of the werewolf city-state. But Byron held us back, refusing to leave without Lisa Peters, who was still down by the river, washing her face. In the very last second before the train took off, I had our friends forcibly drag Byron aboard. We made it to Centraford and became Silvren Talons workers. But Lisa missed her chance. She was left behind in Sidersville and became a rogue, a plaything passed around by countless men. A few years later, she was tortured to death. Byron looked fine on the surface. But on the day of our marking ceremony, he drove a silver blade into my stomach, killing the pup growing inside me, and tore out my heart. His eyes burned red as he growled through clenched teeth, "This is all your fault. You're the reason Lisa never made it to Centraford. "She suffered so much before she died. Why do you get to be happy?" After killing me, he chopped my body up and fed it to the stray dogs. Then I opened my eyes—and found myself right back at the train station, before it departed. This time, I'd wait with him for the woman he loved so much. And I'd make him pay for everything he did to me and my pup.

Mélaine "Si j’avais su ! Franchement, si j’avais su que suivre ma meilleure amie en boîte ce vendredi soir allait provoquer un tel séisme dans ma vie, j’aurais enfilé mon pyjama pilou et binge-watché ma série préférée avec un pot de glace à la main." Mais voilà, le destin a toujours le chic pour se moquer de moi. Et me retrouver nez à nez avec lui, le lundi matin, dans MON bureau… après lui avoir accidentellement vomi dessus… ce n’était pas exactement l’image de « la femme fatale » que je rêvais de projeter. Thomas "Et qu’y a-t-il sous ces vêtements, Mademoiselle Vierra ?" Une question simple, presque innocente… sauf que dans ma bouche, elle sonnait comme une déclaration de guerre. Son regard s’est figé dans le mien, ses joues se sont empourprées, et moi… je n’ai vu qu’une proie délicieuse, un secret irrésistible. Ce qu’elle ignore, c’est qu’entre elle et moi, il n’y aura jamais de demi-mesure : amour ou vengeance, passion ou destruction, tendresse ou provocation… Nous ne marchons pas vers une romance tranquille, mais vers une tempête. Entre éclats de rire et étincelles, maladresses et attirances incontrôlées, Mélaine et Thomas se lancent dans une relation où chaque baiser peut être une promesse… ou une menace. Et le plus fou, c’est que ni l’un ni l’autre ne semble vouloir appuyer sur pause.

Pangeran Ibram Al-Ikram terpaksa menjadi Pangeran Makhota Kerajaan Akhtaran. Demi kakaknya, Raja Abram Al-Abrar yang belum juga dikaruniai pewaris dengan sebuah syarat. Ia hanya akan menikah dengan gadis pilihannya dan tidak boleh ada yang berhak mengatur istrinya, termasuk raja. Raja Abram tak punya pilihan dan setuju meski beberapa mentri kerajaan keberatan. Kedamaian kerajaan terusik saat ratu diracuni dan para tabib tidak memiliki penawarnya. Diambang keputusasaan, seorang tabib memberitahukan rumor tanaman langka miliki Ratu Maura dari Kerajaan Dharmajaya. Ibram menyanggupi syarat apapun dari Ratu Maura dengan menyamar sebagai Jendral Harimau Putih utusan kerajaannya. Ratu Maura menambahkan syarat agar jendral menghadiri pertunangan putrinya dengan Pangeran Kerajaan Jaraban. Setidaknya kehadiran jendral yang terkenal itu disegani tamu kerajaan lain dan tidak mengacaukan pertunangan putrinya, Putri Ahana. Pertunangan yang jadi harapan Kerajaan Dharmajaya, justru berubah menjadi kacau karena Ahana yang terkenal dengan kecantikannya terlihat buruk rupa dan langsung ditolak Pangeran Jaraban. Ketika Raja Kerajaan Jaraban berteriak di hadapan semua tamu, siapa yang sudi menikahi putri buruk rupa itu? Jendral Harimau Putih mengatakan dirinya bersedia dan mengejutkan semua orang. "Kau bodoh Jendral, memungut sesuatu yang sudah dibuang putraku," ucapnya angkuh dan para tamu pun tertawa. "Anda lebih bodoh lagi, melepas sesuatu yang berharga saat kesempatan itu ada dalam genggaman kalian. Yang Mulia Ratu Maura, aku Pangeran Ibram Al-Ikram dari Kerajaan Akhtaran meminta izin meminang putrimu, Putri Ahana sebagai satu-satunya istriku," ucapnya seraya membuka topeng harimaunya. Apakah jawaban Ratu Maura? Bersediakah Ahana menjadi istri Pangeran Ibram saat gadis itu dilema, ingin menjadi rakyat biasa atau menyelamatkan harga dirinya? Apakah Ibram akan menarik kata-katanya saat mendengar pengakuan Ahana jika dirinya tidak memiliki agama yang kembali mengejutkan semua orang?