Shani Indira Natio

Kematian Nyonya Brenda telah membawa Shania—seorang gadis cantik, cerdas, penuh kasih, dan punya kepedulian tinggi—masuk ke keluarga Ananta sebagai istri muda Tuan Edward, yang dikenal angkuh, sinis, dan matanya dibutakan oleh ambisi pada harta dan kekuasaan. Sang tuan menikahi Shania demi sebuah kepentingan pribadi, sementara Shania semata hanya berniat menjaga anak-anak Nyonya Brenda, demi membalas jasa sang nyonya. Berbagai tantangan dihadapi Shania, mulai dari tentangan anak-anak, hingga dosa masa lalu Edward, yang hampir membuat Shania celaka. Namun, didampingi seorang pemuda berkarakter mengagumkan, Alan—adik angkat Nyonya Brenda—Shania berdiri tegak dan berjuang menghadapi semua rintangan di depannya. Seberapa jauh Shania mampu bertahan di samping Edward? Dan bagaimana Alan akan menyelamatkannya dari sebuah dunia yang bisa saja menenggelamkannya? Akankah Edward mampu menanggalkan keegoisan dirinya yang mewarnai setiap ambisi dalam hidupnya, dan bagaimana kesudahan misi Shania dalam menjaga anak-anak Nyonya Brenda? Dibalut keseruan nan menghibur, kisah ini akan sangat sayang untuk Anda lewatkan. Ditulis saat penulis merasa terinspirasi oleh rasa cinta dan pengorbanan. Selamat membaca! :)

Menyadari bahwa pernikahannya sudah tidak lagi bisa diharapkan, Tiara bertekad untuk tidak lagi bergantung pada Hendi, suaminya. Ia pun mengambil sebuah keputusan besar. Terlepas dari belenggu pernikahan yang hanya memberikan kepedihan baginya. Ia memilih berjalan sendiri. Merangkai bahagianya sendiri.

Rima selalu menyindir suaminya dengan status di sosial media. Siapa sangka di balik sindirannya itu ada sesuatu tersembunyi. Padahal, masalah rumah tangga tak perlu diekspost lewat status sosial media karena sama saja mengumbar aib. Dunia maya membuat Ajit frustasi semua orang membully dengan komentar pedas. "Bisa hancur karirku sebagai model terkenal." Tak hanya di dunia maya saja teman-temannya dan keluarga Ajit memihak kepada Rima, istrinya. Wanita yang dulu penurut dan lembut telah berubah atas kesalahan Ajit sendiri. Bagaimana dengan karir dan rumah tangga Ajit?

At my engagement party, my cousin drugged herself and tearfully begged me to lend her my fiance for one night, so I sent the Eastons' youngest son, who had always had a thing for her, on her way. When Erin woke up and realized it wasn't my fiance, she killed herself out of shame and despair. My fiance didn't blame me; he treated me as he always had. Ridden with guilt, I took care of Erin's mother after her death. But on my wedding day, my groom turned husband had me drugged and threw me to beggars. "Erin suffered like this back then," he said coldly. "You can atone for her pain with that filthy body of yours." And so, on my wedding night, I was violated to death—with a baby in my belly. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to that night when Erin tearfully begged me to give my fiance to her.

Juste Isaacs wants to break free from their clan's barbaric nature. So when a skillful human tribute, Chastine, becomes captive of their tribe, he runs away with her and together they seek to find the cure for his mutative bloodline. Will they succeed in finding the cure? Twists, turns and tilts follow them as they set out on a quest to seek out the Remedium.

“If you don’t want me to fuck the hell out of you,” he whispered, “you should leave. Right now.” I tilted my head, caught his gaze, and let the words roll off my tongue like a dare. “Scopami allora.” (Fuck me then.) When Elena caught her fiancé in bed with her twin sister, betrayal wasn’t even the worst part—it was the humiliation. The cruel words. The way they laughed while shattering her heart. But Elena isn’t weak anymore. Not when Lucian Moretti, her ex’s ruthless rival, steps out of the shadows with an offer she can’t refuse: be his lover, even if only pretend, and together they’ll destroy the people who broke her. He’s cold, commanding, and dangerously addictive. His touch promises damnation, his kiss is a weapon, and his presence leaves her trembling between rage and desire. She knows he’s using her. He knows she’s playing with fire. But when revenge tastes like sin, when hate feels like heat—how do you stop yourself from falling?

"Say it," Tenz growled, yanking her hips against the hood of his blacked-out car, his hand wrapped around her throat like a necklace made of danger. Kyoline's breath shuddered as his mouth traced her jaw, his fingers sliding under the hem of her leather skirt, teasing, threatening. "Say you're mine, or I'll make you say it with your teeth clenched and your legs shaking," he hissed, dragging his tongue along her collarbone. She smirked through the haze of lust and war. "I'm not yours, Tenz... I'm just letting you play with me until someone better comes to steal me." "Someone like who?" he spat. A cold voice answered from behind the shadows. "Like me," Isaac said. And just like that... the chaos began. --- Kyoline Diego was born of blood, betrayal, and gunfire. A mafia princess with ash in her veins and a Glock in her purse. Her childhood ended the day her father-a respected Made Man-was assassinated. Left for dead, she crawled from the ruins with nothing but vengeance and two younger siblings she'd kill for. Now eighteen and jaded, Kyoline bartends for mob rats by night, runs guns for a price, and slays in gold heels by morning. Love? It's not on the agenda. Survival is. Enter Tenz Jersey-her inked-up, lie-laced mafia beau. The man who f*cks like a god and lies like a sermon. He gives her fire, chaos, and a reason to breathe. He also gives her bruises she wears like medals and promises that vanish like smoke. She tells herself he's enough. Until Isaac. Cold. Calculating. Beautiful in a way that feels like a bullet wound. He shoves her into an unmarked SUV, claims he's NYPD, feeds her lies and cannoli-then laughs while she figures out he's actually the most lethal hitman.....

She's broken. The father she loved and the city she calls home broke her and there are no pills or injections that can heal her. Her blood calls for blood. Her abusive father had paid for it first and it cost him his life. It's Brakstone City's turn. Revenge has never been this bloody sweet. ••• READERS SHOULD BE 18 YEARS OLD AND ABOVE • STRONG LANGUAGE • MATURE SEXUAL CONTENT •GORE SCENES AHEAD READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

Léa, 23 ans, blonde, studieuse et assidue, décroche un poste d’assistante dans une grande entreprise. Pleine d’espoir, elle tombe vite de haut face à Einer Durval, son patron : charismatique, strict et manipulateur, il tente de la faire renvoyer dès son arrivée, la jugeant banale et inexpérimentée. Mais Léa s’accroche. Sa rigueur et sa ténacité la maintiennent à son poste — et attisent l’intérêt toxique de Durval. Entre critiques humiliantes, exigences démesurées et compliments empoisonnés, il tisse autour d’elle une toile de contrôle psychologique. D’abord admirative, Léa sombre peu à peu dans le doute et la culpabilité… jusqu’au jour où elle comprend qu’elle n’est pas seule à avoir été piégée.

In a realm where light survives only as a memory, and the flowers of sin bloom from ash, two souls defy what has already been written. Kael, the fallen warrior marked by demon blood and the ghosts of his past, has long abandoned the idea of redemption—believing only in battle. Rhea, the White Rose whose touch both heals and wounds, carries within her the final hope of a world collapsing under its own weight. When their paths cross, fate begins to unravel. Between power and desire lies a fragile balance where every touch becomes a choice and every word a sentence. But what happens when the price of salvation is the soul itself—and saving the world means losing each other? The White Rose of Damnation is a haunting dark-fantasy tale of sin, faith, and forbidden love—where purity is not innocence, but the last chance left before the end.