Rhoma Irama Gala Gala Lirik

“My brother would kill you, Roman. Hell, I shouldn’t even be here!” He moves closer, blocking the exit. “He’s not here, and you’re not telling me to stop, Nikki. So, why don’t we stop lying to each other and admit the truth?" I glare at him. My heart’s slamming against my chest. “Which is what exactly?” A wicked smirk curves his lips. “That we want each other. Always have. No matter how badly we shouldn’t.” *** Ten years ago, I almost kissed the one guy I should’ve stayed away from, my brother’s best friend, Roman Hayes. But then he vanished from our lives and has somehow become the person my brother hates the most. I haven’t seen him in years. The last place I expect to find him is at a high-end gala where I’m meeting potential sponsors for my charity, dressed in a ridiculously expensive suit and reeking of sin—and somehow, he might be the answer to all my prayers. But there’s a catch: I’m not supposed to be anywhere near him, and the moment our eyes lock, I know I’ve made the biggest mistake of my entire life. He’s my brother’s ex-best friend, after all, and there’s a spark between us that’s never been extinguished, and a truth neither of us wants to admit. But some truths are darker than I could have possibly imagined, and some games are too wicked and wild to be entertained. This man might just destroy my life in ways I never saw coming… And the worst part? I’ll enjoy every second of it.

"I, Zade Matthews, Alpha of the High-claw pack, reject you, Sierra Whitmore, to be my mate and Luna to my pack. You are to work here and obey every command and to accept my rejection" Nobody wants to hear the word rejection. Especially when you're not even strong enough to handle the aftermath of it. At 18, I had just got my wolf, Mina. I was not supposed to mate with an Alpha. I'm an Omega living an Omega life. But the moon-goddess had other ideas, and I was mated to the cruellest of Alphas there is. I'm what they would call a slave to the pack. In other words. I was dispensable if they didn't want or need me. So, when I was invited for breakfast with the Alpha, my mate, I should have taken that as my first red flag. I have never eaten with them. Even when my parents were alive. 6 Years later, just after my 24th birthday, the mate-less Gala was just around the corner once again, and I was tired. Emotionally and physically tired. I had nothing to live for. I had nothing to hope for. Every Omega knows they don't get a second chance at love and every omega had to accept that. That was simply our fate. So, being assigned to accommodate Alpha Nikolai's room was not one of my top things to enjoy, but here I was. Five minutes was all I wanted to have to myself when cleaning the room on the very top floor for the Alpha of all Alphas, so I stopped and sat down to rest my aching body. And cried. Only...the scent of all scents hits me. His scent. Alpha Nikolai Anderson. He doesn't know me, but he chooses to love me. He chooses me.

Xalara Silvyn, a seemingly powerless girl from the Shadowveil slums, is claimed as a fated mate by Cassian Holt, heir to a powerful noble house of ember magic. After being brought to his estate, she discovers their bond was merely Cassian's temporary fascination. At his engagement gala to Vionna Kress, he publicly betrays Xalara, relegating her to servitude under his cruel fiancée. As Vionna systematically humiliates Xalara, the crystal pendant Xalara found in a hidden chamber beneath the Veil becomes her sole comfort. With help from Cassian's brother Verin, she learns the crystal may connect to House Silvyn—a noble family of essence-based primal magic supposedly destroyed centuries ago. When Vionna arranges to transfer Xalara for potentially fatal bond severance after her wedding to Cassian, Xalara's desperate situation takes an unexpected turn. During the wedding feast, she encounters Lord Elaric Nox, a feared shadow magic tyrant avoiding political marriage proposals. After overhearing his frustrations with traditional arrangements, Xalara's impulsive quip "Where do I sign?" intrigues him. Elaric's emissaries arrive at the wedding with a formal offer—a contract marriage of mutual benefit. Elaric gains a shield against political marriage pressure while offering Xalara protection from Vionna and access to knowledge about her crystal and heritage. Their three-year contract specifies a purely practical arrangement with no emotional obligations. At House Nox, Xalara begins training in essence magic under Elaric's guidance, discovering her "minor" warming ability is actually rare primal magic thought extinct. As she awakens to her true abilities and learns about her possible connection to House Silvyn, the bond with Cassian naturally fades. Meanwhile, a complex but respectful dynamic develops between Xalara and Elaric as they navigate their unconventional arrangement.

“I, Alpha Arthur Grant, reject you, Phineas Wells. You were never my mate; you were just a placeholder for a King.” The words didn't just break Phineas’s heart; they shattered his soul. Standing in the center of the pack gala, clutching a hidden sonogram in his pocket, Phineas watched as his husband of three years handed him divorce papers in front of the very people he had served, healed, and protected. Behind Arthur stood Phineas’s own younger brother, Clement, wearing a smug smile of betrayal. They didn't just want Phineas gone—they wanted him erased. Thrown into the freezing rain of the Dead Lands, pregnant and broken, Phineas expects to die. Instead, he finds a nightmare far more seductive. Enter Lucian Aurelius. A Mafia Kingpin with a wolf of pure shadow and a heart of ice. He doesn’t offer Phineas love; he offers a cage of gold and a contract written in blood. Lucian is the ultimate Black Flag—possessive, obsessive, and dangerous. He monitors Phineas’s heartbeat, tracks his every breath, and whispers terrifying promises of protection that feel exactly like imprisonment. But as Phineas’s life is reduced to a "Scattered and Shattered" mess, the "Sunshine" Omega dies, and something colder is born in the dark. While Arthur’s pack begins to crumble and Lucian’s obsession turns into a lethal addiction, Phineas stops crying. He begins to watch. He begins to learn. He realizes that a monster’s greatest weakness is the thing he claims to own. In a world of fated mates and brutal betrayals, Phineas will play the "Helpless Omega" one last time. He will make them crawl. He will make them bleed. And when the smoke clears, the two Alphas who broke him will realize the terrifying truth:

"My husband sold me like property. But the man who bought me... he wants to make me his queen." For three years, Stacy has endured the unthinkable. Her husband Matt doesn't just neglect her—he sells her. Night after night, he forces her into the beds of wealthy investors and powerful business partners, using her body to seal his deals. An "open marriage," he calls it. But there's nothing open about being used as merchandise. "I was his business asset. His bargaining chip. His whore." At the Sterling Gala, Matt drugs her and delivers her to a room full of predators—five men ready to claim their "payment." But something inside Stacy finally breaks. She fights back. She runs. And crashes straight into the arms of Michael Sotheby—billionaire, corporate king, and the one man even her husband fears. "I didn't save you for free. You owe me a debt. And I intend to collect." Michael's protection comes with a price. What starts as a transaction becomes something far more dangerous. His touch doesn't feel like violation. His kiss awakens desires she thought were dead. For the first time in three years, she feels alive. But when morning comes, terror grips her heart. Michael isn't just any billionaire—he's Matt's biggest rival. And he has no intention of letting her go. Caught between the husband who sells her and the billionaire who wants to own her, Stacy discovers that sometimes the most dangerous man is the only one who can set you free. WARNING: This book contains mature themes including sexual coercion, trafficking within marriage, dubious consent, dark romance elements, and morally complex characters. Intended for adult readers only.

I had been married to Alexander for three years. Everyone feared his ruthlessness, but he had always been incredibly gentle with me. But ever since Elena took a bullet for him during a shootout six months ago, everything changed. He always said she got hurt saving him, so I had to be accommodating. At the family’s most prestigious gala, my husband—the Don, Alexander—arrived with his secretary, Elena, on his arm. Pinned to her chest was the ruby brooch that symbolized the position of the Donna of the family. "Elena took a bullet for me. She liked the brooch, so I let her borrow it for a while. Regardless, you are the only donna here. Try to show some class." I didn't argue with him. I just removed my wedding ring and pulled out the divorce papers: "Since she likes it so much, she can have it. Including this seat next to you. I'm giving that up, too." Alexander signed without hesitation, a cold smile on his face. "What kind of manipulative trick are you playing now? You're an orphan, separated from your family, you won't survive three days in Sicily. I'll wait for you to come back begging me." I took out an encrypted satellite phone I hadn't used in three years. Alexander didn't know that I was actually the youngest daughter of the oldest Mafia family in Europe. But my family and Alexander’s had always been enemies. To marry him, I had changed my name and even severed ties with my father and brothers. The call connected. I took a deep breath and whispered, "Papa, I regret it. Send someone to pick me up in two weeks."

Aku menatap kontrak pernikahan Keluarga Varsali yang didorong ayahku ke seberang meja. Tanpa ragu, kutulis nama saudari tiriku, Dina, lalu kusodorkan kembali. Ayahku terdiam membeku. Kemudian, matanya menyala dengan antusiasme konyol, seolah-olah baru saja memenangkan lotre. "Kenapa kamu kamu mau memberikan kesempatan sesempurna ini pada adikmu?" Di kehidupan sebelumnya, pernikahanku adalah bahan tertawaan semua orang di sekitarku. Aku si penyihir kecil liar berambut merah yang berani masuk ke dunia Cassius Varsali, pewaris sekaligus pemimpin Keluarga Kriminal Varsali. Aku tak pernah sempurna, apalagi patuh. Dia menyukai gaun bak dewi, aku memakai rok mini dan menari di atas meja. Dia menuntut keintiman yang misionaris, tradisional, dan patuh, aku ingin berada di atas, menungganginya, tenggelam sepenuhnya. Di sebuah gala, para istri kalangan atas mentertawakan rambutku, gaunku, dan keliaranku. Kupikir setidaknya dia akan berpura-pura membelaku, tetapi dia tidak melakukannya. "Maafkan dia. Dia belum ... terlatih dengan baik." Terlatih. Seperti anjing. Sepanjang kehidupan terakhirku, aku tercekik di bawah aturannya, membengkokkan diriku hingga berdarah agar pas dengan bentuk yang dia inginkan, sampai malam rumah kami terbakar. Saat aku membuka mata lagi, aku kembali ke momen ketika pertama kali mengetahui perjodohan itu. Aku menatap kontrak di hadapanku. Kali ini? Kurasa para pria klub malam lebih cocok untukku. Namun, saat Cassius menyadari pengantinnya bukan aku, dia menghancurkan setiap aturan yang selama ini dia pegang teguh.

Alira yang duduk di depan panggung mulai bingung. "Hah? Gila, apalagi nih, Tio?" Tio menoleh ke Alira dan tersenyum penuh arti. "Lo pikir cuma lo doang yang bisa bikin kejutan, Lan?" Alira cuma bisa ngangkat bahu, dan Tio pun mulai nge-set musik. Kejutan pertama udah bikin semua orang terharu, tapi kejutan kedua ini bakal bikin semua orang ngakak. Lagu dangdut mulai terdengar, dengan irama yang cukup kencang. "Eh, gimana kalau kali ini kita sedikit ganti suasana? Kita, band indie, bakal nyanyi dangdut bareng-bareng!" kata Tio, dan nggak lama, lagu dangdut pun mengalun di speaker besar, Penonton yang awalnya bingung, langsung heboh dan ketawa-ketawa. Tio mulai nyanyi dengan penuh semangat, dan seisi sekolah mulai ikut terkejut. Alira yang awalnya nggak ngerti, mulai tertawa terbahak-bahak. Tio mulai menunjukkan aksi kocaknya.

When event planner Sophia Martinez crashes billionaire Ethan Cross's exclusive charity gala, she's just trying to steal enough food to feed her dying mother. She never expects to catch the attention of New York's most ruthless CEO or to accept his shocking proposal. Ethan offers Sophia five million dollars for six months of her life: pose as his devoted fiancée to make his ex jealous and secure the biggest business deal of his career. The rules are simple no real feelings, no physical contact, just perfect public performances as the ideal couple. But Sophia harbors a devastating secret. She's the daughter of the man who destroyed Ethan's family empire five years ago, and she's been living with the guilt ever since. As she falls deeper into the charade, the lines between pretense and reality blur. Every stolen glance, every fake smile, every staged kiss pulls her further from her mission and closer to the man she's supposed to hate. Ethan finds himself breaking his own rules. The woman he hired to heal his wounded pride is awakening feelings he thought were dead. But when business rival Marcus Reid begins circling like a vulture, threatening to expose their arrangement, Ethan realizes the game has become far more dangerous than either of them anticipated. As corporate espionage collides with family secrets, Sophia must choose between protecting the man she loves and saving herself from a past that refuses to stay buried. When Ethan discovers her true identity, their contract becomes worthless but their hearts have already signed a deal that could destroy them both. In a world where billion-dollar empires rise and fall on trust, can love survive the ultimate betrayal? Or will the truth shatter more than just their fake engagement?

Aku dipilih menjadi tunangan Alexander, pewaris keluarga Mafia. Tapi di sebuah gala keluarga, Alexander terlihat jelas didekati oleh Kiara, putri seorang pedagang senjata. Kiara berbeda dari gadis terpandang yang selalu patuh pada aturan. Ia menerobos jalan-jalan dengan mobil sport yang dimodifikasi, memotong cerutunya dengan pisau tempur militer, dan meneguk wiski paling keras begitu saja. Ada keganasan liar dalam dirinya, sebuah api yang membuat Alexander tak bisa mengalihkan pandangannya. Ia mengeluh pada para tetua keluarga, "Bagaimana mungkin seorang wanita seperti itu bisa menjadi Nyonya Besar kita dan mengatur seluruh keluarga ini?" Kata-katanya penuh cemoohan atas kecerobohan Kiara, tapi matanya tetap terpaku padanya, mengikuti setiap gerakannya saat ia mengangkat gelas. Lalu, di ulang tahun Alexander, ia mengumumkan niatnya menjadikan Kiara selirnya. Kiara menolak. "Wanita di keluargaku adalah istri, bukan selir. Dan hati suamiku hanya boleh jadi milikku." Alexander datang padaku, suaranya ragu. "Alana, ini hanya soal gelar. Aku butuh kamu memberikannya pada Kiara. Tolonglah? Dia tidak mengerti tradisi keluarga kita, dan sekarang dia sedang membuat keributan soal pernikahan denganku. Kita hanya perlu menenangkannya untuk sementara. Meskipun dia nanti menikah denganku, kamu tetap yang akan mengurus urusan keluarga." Saat aku berdiri mencoba gaun pengantin, manik kristal tajam di bagian atas gaun menusuk jariku. Setetes darah mekar di atas satin putih murni. Gaun itu pun rusak, tapi pernikahan harus tetap berlangsung. Jika aku tak bisa menjadi istri pewaris, maka aku akan menjadi wanita Bos Mafia.