Power Hungry

My father died of esophageal cancer. For the final two years of his life, he could barely swallow anything. By the time he passed, he was nothing but skin and bones. The first New Year after his death, he came to my mother in a dream. "I'm starving," he said. "I just want to taste the thick-cut steak you used to make." My mother believed it without question. That very day, she pan-seared a large platter of steak and carried it to his grave. The next morning, she suffered a sudden heart attack and died on the spot. Devastated, I handled my mother's funeral together with my husband. That same night, my husband dreamed of my father as well. "Chester," he said, "I haven't eaten in so long. I want your pâté, served with some strong liquor." When my husband woke up, he bought the finest liver pâté, opened a bottle of single-malt whiskey, and went straight to the grave. However, not long after returning home, he collapsed from acute liver failure. He was rushed to the ICU and died three days later. I was on the brink of collapse myself. I left my daughter in the care of a close friend while I tried to handle the endless wave of tragedy. That evening, my daughter never came home from school. I searched everywhere, and finally, on the road to the cemetery, I found her. She was clutching a bowl of spicy stew, several grilled sausages floating in the broth. "Mom," she said, "Grandpa and I used to eat this all the time. I dreamed he said he was hungry." I finally lost it. I knocked the bowl from her hands and carried her home. That night, my father appeared in my dream once more. "I suffered so much while alive," he said. "Have some pity on me. "New Year's is coming. I want to come home for a meal. Make sure you cook fish." I woke in terror. Holding my daughter, I sat before the three framed portraits for two full days without eating or drinking. On New Year's morning, I realized she was no longer breathing. Clutched tightly in her hand was a packet of spicy dried salmon. I could not believe it. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my mother, her eyes red with worry, said she was going out to buy steak.

A fateful meeting between a gangster boss and a girl who was lured and kidnapped by others, both had adventures and since then began to develop feelings for each other.

This story is a story about power, the main male character is obsessed with being powerful and by all means wants to get it, that brings about the female lead, represents all he wants. so he concocts a big plan of getting it from her, take it all, her power, her wealth and leaves her with nothing. the female lead though isn't one who wants to forget this so she strikes back, she loses so much to give up, so she comes back, with anger for her sword and is determined to not stop until the people who hurt her knows what it feels like to be broken.

Arka, seorang pemuda petani dari Desa Mandala, tiba-tiba terpilih untuk menjalani takdir besar setelah mendengar suara gaib yang memberitahukan bahwa dunia membutuhkan penyeimbang. Dengan bantuan artefak kuno, Arka memulai perjalanan untuk mencari tiga artefak yang tersebar di dunia guna menghadapi ancaman kekuatan gelap yang dapat menghancurkan keseimbangan dunia. Dalam perjalanannya, ia bertemu dengan Lira, seorang prajurit wanita yang memiliki masa lalu kelam, dan Yuno, seorang pemberontak yang ingin membalas dendam pada Raja Kegelapan. Bersama-sama, mereka melawan makhluk-makhluk gaib dan menghadapi ujian batin yang menguji keberanian dan tekad mereka. Setelah mengalahkan Darian, seorang penyihir gelap, mereka menyadari bahwa ancaman yang lebih besar mengintai: Raja Kegelapan, seorang entitas yang menguasai dunia bayangan. Dalam pertarungan final, Arka dan teman-temannya berhasil mengalahkan Raja Kegelapan dan menyelamatkan dunia. Namun, mereka menyadari bahwa perjalanan mereka belum selesai. Dunia yang telah diselamatkan masih membutuhkan perlindungan, dan mereka memutuskan untuk terus menjaga keseimbangan antara dunia manusia dan kekuatan gaib, memahami bahwa kekuatan sejati terletak pada kebijaksanaan, pengorbanan, dan cinta yang tak terhingga.

Amber is and experiences daily mental suffering from her husband, Nash, as she is aware of his infidelities. Additionally, Nash has a history of towards Amber, leaving her deeply traumatized since their first night together. Despite this, she endures for the sake of her family's expectations. As the Luna of their pack, Amber's role is crucial, yet her health worsens from the and stress. What's next for Amber's story?

(Sequel to Rite of Submission) Selene D'Arcadia had already had her world turned upside down over and over again when the Alpha came to collect the mate their parents had arranged for him when they were children. No one could have predicted that she'd turn out to be the long lost niece of the Lycan King. Now that he knows she's alive and where to find her, she has to do what ever it takes to escape her uncle's clutches, even if it means starting a war between their packs.

One night, one impulsive signature, one life turned upside down. Nina Grant never expected to be trust into the world of Victor Hale, billionaire heir and ruthless tycoon. Overnight she becomes his wife, a target of rivals, socialites, and corporate enemies. But as danger closed in, she discovers strength she never knew she had and a man who challenges her in ways she never imagined. In a world of high stakes, cutthroat boardrooms, and public scrutiny, Nina must navigate enemies, family secrets, and unexpected passion. One wrong move could cost her everything or just lead to the love she never saw coming.

Parting his lips, Jordan placed the burning cigarette on his mouth and stood up from his seat before walking towards his shelves containing all his important documents related business, but soon there a light tug on his arm stopped his actions. It was her, he knew it cause no one other than her had the audacity to enter and exit his cabin without his permission. His wife, Hattiea. Or maybe the woman pretending to be his wife? Jordan's dark eyes landed on the culprit immediately with darkness but as soon as he found her behind him close to him... He got lost for a moment or so... The proximity rose slight tension between them. Raising her fingers up, Hattiea pulled the burning cigarette out from his mouth which was still resting on his lips. Her delicate fingers brushed his chin and lips softly. Following by the smoke, he released his minty breath in slight awe, her breath taking face was so close to his face. They both never came so close to one another actually. Even though it had been quite of time getting married with one another, they minded their boundaries well. As it was not any marriage of love for them but a marriage full of compromises. Hattiea's eyes soon travelled up from his lips back to his eyes, which were still staring at her ditching their shame. "It's dangerous for your health." Hattiea exclaimed hinting his smoking habit, while looking right into his eyes. Her hazel eyes were blank yet they held millions of emotions. "So are you!" Jordan's smoky breath caressed her face. The deepness of his voice solely made Hattiea's heart race million times faster. It was true... she was dangerous for him. Way too dangerous to handle.

"he's your elder brother! The rightful heir of the kingdom. "He turned around furious. His eyes glowing red and his hands itching to silence that voice forever. "The king would never choose you as his heir! "'Now that's enough! ' his rugged fingers from fighting many a wars now gripped the handle to his sword. 'He had had enough of this unruly man.' "prince Chandra! "Afraid that he had to witness another bloodbath tonight in front of his eyes, the minister spoke up. "You could be the heir to the throne, if there's no elder brother to claim it anymore. "A silence so poignant settled into the room, before the fool spoke again. "And how's prince Chandra supposed to kill his own brother? He has been kicked out of the palace without an army, rarely any income except the looted money from the nearby villages. " "I know a way to overcome these problems." "The sole heiress of Rai chand's.Their coal mines, the business of daimonds could solve all our problems." "But why would they give all that to us?"the prince asked. "Because you would marry his daughter." "goodness!" the ladies gasped. "I bet he would have a hard time at the wedding knowing that at the end of the night, this nymph would be waiting at his bed"an blush crept up her cheeks.But it was all short lived she ran down the steps of her home in a frenzy her bridal attire swishing across the floor. Tears had already stained her cheeks when she reached the aisle.It was all red! The floor, the ceiling, the carpet and the lifeless body of her soon to be husband that lay there, bathed in blood."It's time for us to get married darling!" the prince clasped her hand.

Malia Amari Valentina, a young girl of Spanish origin, grew up in the Caribbean isles. At the age of 10 she was introduced to a world no other human has ever seen. She lives her life full of secrets and her family and friends have no idea of the supernatural world they lived in, or so she thought. Malia is soon to be eighteen and her body is going through some changes that she cannot control. Mother Nature tries her best to hide her from the evil which wants to consume and kill her. Her world turns over on her birthday never to be the same again. Fear breaks her whilst love makes her stronger. Fighting for her family she loses herself to the darkness that wants to consume her from within.