Shrek I'm All Alone

Adrian Axton terlahir di keluarga mafia dalam jajaran 13 Demon Heads. Sebuah kerajaan mafia terbesar di seluruh dunia, berisikan orang-orang buangan Pemerintah dan mereka kini berkumpul untuk menuntut balas atas ketidakadilan yang mereka terima di sisa hidup. Dalam menjalani kehidupannya, Axton yang kehilangan sosok Ibu serta cinta kasih dari ayah dan kakeknya, membuatnya hilang arah. Hidup sebatang kara dengan warisan harta yang berlimpah malah menjadikan hidupnya berantakan. Axton melampiaskan kesedihannya dengan membunuh siapapun yang merusak kesenangannya. Hingga Axton bertemu sang Bibi, Delwyn. Namun, Delwyn malah memperparah perilaku menyimpang Axton dengan menjadikannya seorang playboy dengan maksud mendapatkan kebahagiaan dengan para wanita di sekelilingnya, tapi ternyata itu hanya sementara. Ia menjadi lelaki angkuh, penuh percaya diri, psikopat dan memiliki slogan "Ketampanan Nomor Satu!" Hingga suatu ketika, Axton bertemu dengan Dewa Kematian yang menginginkan nyawanya, tapi Axton malah mengajak kesepakatan dengannya. Dari kesepakatan itu, Axton mendapatkan julukan sang Casanova dari orang-orang yang mengenalnya. Apa isi kesepakatan itu hingga Axton disebut Casanova? Apakah kematian tetap merenggut nyawanya meski Axton sudah melakukan perjanjian? *** Cerita ini hanya fiktif belaka. Latar belakang mulai tahun 90-an menuju tahun 2000-an. Ditujukan hanya kepada pembaca bermental baja. Baper berlebih jika pingsan atau jantungan bukan salah author karena sudah diperingatkan. Selamat membaca, Lele padamu

Harris Black's sister died, which has sent his world in a spiral gloom. Having to juggle the loss of his closest family member, and high school, Harris struggles to find the light in his life. He just wants to run away with his girlfriend, Sarah, to Stonefall where they can live off their musical dreams. While Harris struggles with the darkness of grief, Sarah White deals with her own issues. Her dad is a drunk, and hardly pays attention to her, and she faces bullies at school because of what she wears. As they navigate their lives together, willing to work through their own pain to create something wonderful, secrets come out, and a loss larger than Harris's sister shakes the lives of these two teens.

Fresh from a business trip, my husband swept me into his arms and pulled me toward the bathroom for a passionate shared bath. As our lips met in a dizzying kiss, I noticed something odd out of the corner of my eye: the toilet lid was down. Seven years ago, after reading an online article claiming that men urinating while standing could splash bacteria onto the seat, he insisted we always keep the lid up for hygiene's sake. In all our years of marriage, it had never been lowered until now. A chill ran through me. The bathroom was pristine, not a stray hair in sight. But then I noticed the shower's water temperature was set five degrees higher than the 98.6°F he always preferred. Men preferred cooler water, and women warmer. In an instant, I realized that Nick Doyle had betrayed me.

Li Han and ordinary beta who wants to live an ordinary life but twin alphas Yo Sun and Yo Han have an obsession. They want to dominate the clueless beta. An ordinary beta + Twin Alphas= disaster.

I was suffering from period cramps, so I ordered some painkillers. I asked for a woman to deliver my painkillers to me, but a drunken man came over instead. This time, I did not call my brothers for help. I called the police instead. In the past, not only did my brothers send all of their bodyguards to me, but they also rushed back. In the process, they ended up missing the theater performance of our adopted sister, Gloria. Gloria was sad and grabbed a prop to stab herself. My brothers comforted me. “Don’t blame yourself for it. At the very least, you’re safe.” But, right after, they arranged my kidnapping and gave me over to a group of drunkards. “That was just a drunkard. You could have just chased him out. Did you have to call us? Look! Gloria’s dead now! You’re not getting out of this alive either!” When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the time when the drunkard was knocking on the door. This time, I did not call them, and my brothers got to watch Gloria’s theater performance and cheered her on. But once the performance ended, they regretted it.

I live alone. At eleven o'clock on a rainy night, an unexpected call came through. The voice on the other end said my car window was left open and urged me to go downstairs. Cautious as a woman should be, I didn't act rashly. Instead, I called the property security office, only to discover that even the security was fake. It hit me suddenly—I was ensnared in a vast conspiracy. Someone was orchestrating all of this. But for what purpose?

I had returned from overseas to attend my foster son's wedding, already wearing my dress for the evening. My former high school classmates recognized me and pointed at me, laughing wildly. They tore my dress off me without hesitation. Ruby Saunders apologized to me, but it was all an act. She looked at me with malevolence. She had instigated her lackeys to strip me in public. When I tried to retaliate, she slapped me so hard that I fell to the ground. I closed my eyes and laughed coldly as I saw the cruel excitement on her face. She used to imitate me and accuse me of copying her, but I always endured it. However, today was my last straw. I would not allow her to marry into my family and turn me into her mother-in-law, no matter what!

Abby and her twin brother, Adam were once normal teenagers with normal teenage issues until the day they clocked 18 and turned into something they never knew existed. Werewolves. After that day, they were avoided and abandoned by everyone they loved, everyone they called their family and friends. Their lives were in danger, so they ran. They faced a lot of problems and threats during their journey to accept themselves and they also found true love and friendship along the way. But now, they're back in town and are going to give all the assholes who left them a run for their money. Revenge has never been served this cold before...

My brother and I have always been close, so close that sometimes I dress up like him so that we can hang out in all boys places and we can play twins. At first, it had been a problem especially because I had gone on a date with his girlfriend on his behalf because he was sick. He had been so pissed off but he got over it and over the time, it became fun for him too. It was all fun and games until my brother got sick and my parents had to send me to this town to leave with my grandmother while they travel the world looking for the best hospital for him. I don't know his illness, they never told me but I guess it's something serious. I miss my brother's presence so much that when I got to this new town, no one knows that I'm a girl, except my grandmother but I also hid my style of dressing from her. At home, I'm the perfect granddaughter but at school, I'm the drop dead gorgeous badboy that every girl wants to date. It was so cool, so cool and I was enjoying the attention until one day it all changed. The day I met him. Xavier Grey, the new transfer student and Teresa's -my girlfriend- cousin.

“Ma’am, there’s no marriage record between you and Mr. Mark Henderson in the system.” My fingers tightened around the pregnancy report as my legs nearly gave out beneath me. Five years ago, Mark was recruited by a top law firm abroad with a high-paying offer. Without hesitation, I followed him across the ocean. He had told me, “Once I’m settled, I’ll take care of your status.” However, five years had passed, and my lawful permanent residence was still “in process.” Meanwhile, his assistant, Tonya Irving, who followed him abroad, had secured hers under his sponsorship. Back then, I made a scene, insisting on a divorce so I could return home. For the first time, the ever-composed Mark, an attorney, lost his calm. He grabbed my hand and said, “Tonya’s all alone out here, and it hasn’t been easy for her. Helping her is just the right thing to do. You’re my wife. Your status is only a matter of time. My work is sensitive right now, and I need to avoid any complications. You understand, don’t you?” But I had understood him for five whole years. My phone suddenly rang. Mark’s voice came through, light with laughter. “Tonya’s permanent residence was approved today. We’re celebrating tonight. I need you to get home early and cook up a feast.” I stared at the marriage license in my hand—now nothing more than a worthless piece of paper. A cold chill spread down my spine. As it turned out, I was never his legal wife. I had no legal status and no protection, much less rights secured for the child I was carrying. After hanging up, I scheduled an abortion and booked the earliest flight home. This time, I wouldn’t look back.