Roll Cake Rainbow

Nala Prasasatya merupakan wanita muda yang sangat menyukai cupcake. Kue berbentuk cup kecil itu memiliki rasa yang manis dan menggugah selera. Bentuknya yang mungil dan berwarna-warni menjadi pemikat tersendiri bagi Nala. Kecintaannya pada cupcake inilah yang membuat Nala sering mendatangi toko yang menjajakan beraneka ragam rasa dan warna kue cup ini. Siapa sangka karena kunjungannya ke toko cupcake itulah Nala bertemu dengan sang pemilik toko yang beridentitas sebagai pria single. Pemilik toko cupcake itu rupanya sedang mencari seorang wanita yang siap untuk menjadi calon istrinya. Laki-laki itu adalah Sandrio Dinanta, yang biasa dipanggil dengan Sandrio. Akankah perjalanan cinta Nala dan Sandrio semanis rasa krim cupcake kesukaan mereka? Simak kelanjutannya di sini.

Warning: dark romance. His lips trailed from the crook of her neck upward until they reached her lips, and then he took her lips in, taking every bit of it; licking every corner, and every nook. She tasted perfect, as though he had never been with a woman. Rolland snatched her clothes and pulled her closer before moving his mouth to her ears, he rolled his wet tongue over her earlobe, making her moan out. Then he whispered into her ears. “Every part of you is mine, yes?” he growled, making her squirm under him. Breathing hard, Jasmine whispered back with moans; “Yes, Donovan Rolland. Yes!” Jasmine, a dancer, was sent to lure him into her charm, break him, and make him feel love again, but with a warning, to never fall in love with him. However, she did. She fell madly in love with the cold man.

Hebe woke up one day realizing she's in love with Gael, her best friend. She promised she would do anything and everything just to make him hers—whatever it takes, whatever is at stake; so she devised a way for the two of them to get married. The only problem? Gael is gay.

Rosellinda Dormitorio is such a hardworking woman and a loving sister. She will do anything for her family. Vester Huesca, on the other hand, was born with silver-spoon. He's a handsome and hot doctor that everyone would want to marry. Their personalities clash with each other. Vester is disgusted by Rosell because he thinks she's a gold digging b*tch. Rosell just kept every insults to herself and promises that one day, she would be able to get back at all those people who keeps dragging her down. Vester took advantage of Rosell and even paid her. The latter used the money to go abroad, after five years she went back to the country to start her pastry business. What will happen if they crosses path again? What will Vester do if he sees Rosell with a kid about 5 years of age? Will he be able to stop his heart from beating loudly everytime Rosell is around? What will Rosell do? Will she be able to love the man who has broke her heart and pride 5 years ago? Will she be able to let Vester enter her heart?

Three fated lovers: a shieldmaiden, a Troll Queen, and a Valkyrie. One price: the fate of all Midgard. Turiel is crown princess, but from the outlawed Northern Holds, bloodbound to Troll Queen Jarngrimr, and best friends with the stablelass Yolanda, her first love - until her poison kiss turned Yola into a Valkyrie, and whisks Yolanda from Turiel's grasp. Now, Turiel has been stolen into wily Queen Jarngrimr's realm, with only the goddess Skadhi and Yola - back from the dead! - to guide her. Lussi, the Snow King, craves a bride - and it is Dia's troth alone. Dia, the last blood mage from the line of the Isa, is all that is left of Turiel's legacy. Dia has been raised as Lussi's Magdalene - his ritual Bride - and ritual Slayer - for the past three years. Every Winter Solstice, Lussi can die, and Dia must kill him. But as Dia falls deeper into Lussi's sexy web - and in love - her heart is on the line! Other works and Ko-Fi: linktr.ee/avnelson

He compares himself to a rainbow, but what exactly does a rainbow made up of colors mean? Ephraim Ivonis Yousef Zallega Jr is a competitive young man, who was forced to become a man so that he won't be like his brother who lost the Zallega's legacy. He tried hard and did not fail himself to continue his family's legacy. Dignity. Pride. Honor. Reputation. Zallega. Men. He promised himself that he would not embarrass his father who was a respectable man in the field of Construction and Politics. Ivo was forced to be successful at a very young age before he met the high-maintenance girl that he never imagined to have, Zuri Aniyah Altavas. The lady she wanted to witness her growth on becoming a woman and became his life. But what exactly is the reason why Ivo’s reputation has been damaged? What was the lie believed to keep the two of them apart? What exactly is the truth hiding behind the clouds that only blue skies like Zuri’s eyes believed? Can love survive when everything is falling apart? Or... can love pulls them together again as they will abide after so long years as they fight against the odds?

I was halfway through a sad cafeteria lunch when a livestream popped up: [Ring toss—whoever lands it gets the dog.] Onscreen, Alverton University's rich-boy squad cracked up, betting on who'd "own" me. Adrian Locke, the student council golden boy, flicked his ring. It landed dead center on my nameplate. "One month. Let's see which owner the little bitch wags her tail for." I closed the stream. Right then, a text from my dad lit up my phone: [Sweetheart, have you chosen your fiancé candidate?] I smirked, snapped a screenshot of the stream, and sent it. [Evaluation complete. All four disqualified.]

“There is nothing to think about.” I said, with an edge to my voice. “You may be right, but this doesn't change anything. I'm not returning to that pack.” “Then we all are going to die.” he said, with ice in his voice. “Including you.” ***************** Following the revelation of a century year old prophecy, the fate of the White Moon pack lies on the decision of a twenty-one-year-old — Clary Tompkins. Will she return to save the pack who betrayed her? Or would she leave them to suffer an awful fate that could bring their end?

„Bitte, hör auf, dich nach vorne zu drücken, ich werde gleich erdrückt.“ Auf dem Konzert drängten sich die Massen dicht an dicht. Hinter mir stand ein Mann, der ständig gegen meinen Hintern drückte. Das Schlimmste war, dass ich heute einen ultrakurzen Rock trug, darunter nur einen Tanga. Dieser Mann schob tatsächlich einfach meinen Rock hoch und presste sich direkt an meine Pobacken. Die Stimmung auf dem Konzert wurde immer ausgelassener. Jemand vor mir rempelte mich an, und ich trat einen Schritt zurück. Mein Körper spannte sich plötzlich an – es fühlte sich an, als wäre etwas hineingerutscht…

“I cannot. . . I feel as if I cannot damn well think with this mad need I have for you,” he groaned into the hollow of her throat. “By the moon goddess, I am not an untried lad, but I cannot stop, Germaine.” She threaded her fingers through his long hair and murmured. “I have no wish for you to stop, Keratin.” **************************************************************************************** Celebrating victories does not mean werewolves appear out of thin air, or do they? Germaine is celebrating with her friends in her bakery, one night, when three men, who obviously look out of place, suddenly appear, claiming they are from another world and need her help. She finds out she may not be as human as she initially thought, and the powers she discovers she has will come in handy. What she doesn't realize is it will involve her going on dangerous journeys with them, and almost getting killed. What she also does not know, is that she is destined to be the mate to one of them - Keratin, the head of the warriors. Amongst the white moon clan, she and Keratin are an exception to the rule.