Novel & Cerita Quotes Of The Week

The Hunters. The legendary Archers of Alestari were known world wide. Many trained for years, from youth to adulthood, to be good enough to qualify to be an apprentice to the Hunters. Every year, the Hunters would travel all across the land of Alestari, searching for a single apprentice. Many hearts were crushed in this process. Because there were many years, that none were selected to train under the legendary Archers. They would travel to every kingdom, city, town, village and tribe, searching. Royalty and common folk alike revered and worshiped the Hunters, for they were the true protectors of the land. A single Hunter was as good as 20 regular Archers. But they were also known to be excellent spies, as well as swordsmen. Any weapon in the world, they knew how to use properly. Thus they were highly sought after for military purposes and occasionally mercenaries. To have a family member who was a Hunter, was the highest honor. They were treated like royalty, even by royals themselves. Whatever a Hunter said, whoever they chose as an apprentice, no one ever argued. To fight with a Hunters choice, was to eliminate any chances you had of your family becoming one. And for years, no one fought their decision. Until this year. In the kingdom of Alestari, anyone was eligible to try and become an apprentice. Anyone, but a woman. Women were forbidden to learn any kind of weaponry, especially archery. So when the King of the Hunters, chooses a woman to be an apprentice, many were angry. And they were out, to make her pay.

Banished. Broken. Betrayed. Selene Virellian was cast out of her pack carrying the child of an enemy—left to freeze beneath the stars with nothing but her shame. But the wildlands didn’t claim her. The Ashfang did. Now, among rogues and outcasts, Selene is forged into something stronger. Something dangerous. And when the enemy Alpha comes for her, he won’t find the frightened girl he once touched—he’ll face the Queen of the Forsaken.

After our class reunion, my best friend naturally expected me to play chauffeur and drive everyone home. I agreed. However, halfway down the road, a limited-edition luxury car slammed into the back of my car. The owner, who claimed to be a wealthy businessman from overseas, waved off the idea of filing an insurance claim. He said the crash was fate, and with a grand gesture, handed the luxury car over to me on the spot. From that day on, I drove the million-dollar luxury car every day, until jealousy consumed my best friend. She secretly sabotaged my car, and it ended with my death in a fiery wreck. My boyfriend turned on me, insisting I had simply fallen asleep at the wheel. My parents, unable to bear the shock, both died of heart attacks. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the reunion.

"Mr. Warden, what's that fun-looking toy you've hidden away in your pants? Pull it out and let us take a look!" When I'm in the middle of making my rounds around the factory's female dormitory, a few young women try to reach for my crotch. Anger floods my senses immediately. At the same time, my body goes rigid from shock. Not only are the women not afraid of me, but they are also eager to witness the physical change of my body. In fact, they want me to pull my manhood out of the zipper just to show them my actual size. In that case, don't blame me for being so straightforward.

After I got a second chance at life, I stopped bringing lunch to my wife, who had become the factory manager. She would leave for meetings through the south gate, so I would sneak around through the north. In my previous life, I knew she only married me with an ulterior motive, but I still fell for her. I thought I could warm her heart over time. However, Shirley Scott was always just polite to me, nothing more. When I tried to get close, she would hand me a book and say, "Read more so people won't look down on you." Once, with a bit of liquid courage, I hugged her. Yet, she just stood there, stiff as a board, and said, "It's what married folks do." Years later, as I was dying, I read her memoir and learned about how she felt trapped in our marriage, like being stuck in the mud. She hoped she would never have to be with me again in another life. That hurt more than anything. However, then, I woke up and discovered that I was back to when there were whispers about her and the factory's technician. This time, I did not make a scene. I just asked for a divorce.

Aurora Santos enters college believing her life will remain small and ordinary. Raised in an orphanage, her world revolves around classes, late nights, and the quiet hope that the boy she once loved might finally notice her. Everything changes when she meets Jared Grey. At twenty-one, Jared is the youngest alpha in history—charming, reckless, and dangerously magnetic. College was never meant to be more than a brief stop for him, but Aurora’s presence awakens something neither of them expected. Drawn to Jared by an inexplicable pull, Aurora begins to uncover a truth that shatters everything she thought she knew: she is not human, and her past is tangled in secrets far older and darker than she imagined. As Aurora is pulled into a hidden world of packs, loyalty, and ancient bonds, she must decide where she truly belongs. Jared, too, must learn that being an alpha means more than power—it means knowing who is worth protecting at all costs. But just as they begin to envision a future together, another alpha emerges. Gregory is powerful, calculating, and unnervingly interested in Aurora. His arrival threatens the fragile balance Jared fights to protect and forces long-buried truths about Aurora’s past to the surface. Because some bonds are written by fate. And once awakened, they cannot be denied—especially when darkness is determined to claim her.

She was raised as a slave, beaten, starved; she never had a name—or so she thought. Nervously, trying not to make a mistake, she nervously moves through the dense crowd gathered in the hopes of meeting the future Alpha King. Little did she know how much her life would change in a single evening. But would the traumas of her past allow her to become who she was destined to be?

Lucy yang kini berusia 7 tahun hidup berdua dengan Esmelth miliknya. Mereka berdua tinggal di pinggir Hutan Lugia agar jauh dari pusat keramaian. Lucien benar-benar tidak ingin Lucy terluka karena ulah manusia lainnya.Lucien terlihat memang memanjakan Lucy, tetapi semua itu memanglah keinginannya. Memanjakan masternya sendiri bukanlah hal sulit untuknya, terlebih lagi kini ia akhirnya memiliki master meski seorang anak kecil yang tidak bisa memakai sihir, tetapi diberkahi mana yang berlimpah.

Ditabrak truk langsung pindah dunia. Oh, kali ini beda caranya. Shi Jiu pindah dunia setelah disambar petir saat bersantai di Pantai Selatan. Begitu pindah dunia, yang menyambutnya adalah dua naga dari sembilan naga yang turun ke bumi. Shi Jiu mencoba mencari jalan pulang dan bersama dengan dua naga serupa yin dan yang. Mereka mengumpulkan sembilan pusaka yang dijaga sembilan naga. "Namaku Shenlong dan aku merindukanmu, Jiu." "Mengapa kau mau melakukan ini? menolongku yang bukan siapa-siapa.” "Kau lebih dari yang dirimu pikirkan, Jiu.” Perjalanan ini akan panjang, penuh liku, dan menguak masa lalu Jiu yang tidak pernah dia sangka. Mimpi yang kerap kali singgah bersama ramalan ratusan tahun ternyata tertuju pada dirinya. Mampukah dia bertahan, atau memilih menyerah pada takdir.

On New Year’s Eve, my fiancee, Delilah Carrington, left me to freeze to death in subzero snow. As my body went numb, she was wrapped in the military coat I had found for her, curled up in Everett Kingsley’s arms while eating the holiday groceries I had paid for. When I opened my eyes again, I was back before everything fell apart. So when she called—cold, demanding, rattling off a shopping list like I owed her—I hung up, blocked her number, and made my move. I sealed off Blackridge Logistics Hub, the largest logistics hub in the country. Stockpiling supplies? Pointless. Because my coworkers and I had more packages than we could ever open: seafood delicacies, premium cigars, top-shelf liquor, and industrial generators. Hundreds of millions of shipments meant for the holidays were now all mine. Inside a warehouse kept at a steady 26°C, I ate wagyu steak and watched the world collapse through surveillance feeds. I witnessed Delilah’s entire family tear each other apart over half a moldy pack of crackers. I thought I could live like this forever. I was wrong. In the apocalypse, the most dangerous thing isn’t what’s waiting outside. It’s the people who refuse to stop playing the hero.