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"PAPA SUDAH BILANG JAGA OLIVE! TAPI KAMU TIDAK BISA MEMBUKTIKANNYA! KAMU SELALU MEMBUAT ORANG-ORANG YANG SAYA SAYANGI TERLUKA!" Perlahan Rian mulai membuka ikat pinggangnya. Ia ingat jelas ketika mendiang istrinya—Rindu tertabrak mobil, karena menyelamatkan Sina. Ia juga mengingat Lili meninggal sebab melahirkan Sina. Luka yang Rian alami tak lain dan tak bukan adalah karena Sina—anaknya sendiri. SET! Sina memejamkan kedua matanya kala ikat pinggang itu mencambuk tubuhnya. Gadis malang itu mulai terduduk dengan tubuh gemetar hebat. "Jika Olive mati, papa tidak akan pernah memaafkan kamu!" "Saya bingung, kenapa Tuhan menghadirkan kamu di kehidupan saya!" "Pertama, Lili! Kedua Rindu dan sekarang Olive?" sentak Rian pada anak itu. "Kenapa kamu harus hidup dengan membawa kesialan?!" "KENAPA BUKAN KAMU SAJA YANG MATI!" Mendengar kalimat terakhir tangis Sina pecah. Ulu hatinya tiba-tiba merasa sakit. Dadanya mendadak sesak. PLAK! SEAT! Sina tidak melawan. Ia hanya bisa meringkuk mendapat perlakuan kasar dari ayah kandungnya sendiri itu. Hanya air mata yang bisa menerjemahkan tentang seterluka apa Sina saat ini. "I'm okay." Nyatanya kata-kata itu hanyalah kalimat palsu yang sering Sina tunjukkan. Selama ini Sina tidak baik-baik saja. Ia dihujam ribuan luka dan menyimpannya sendiri. Tak ada yang baik-baik saja kala semua orang membencinya. Tak ada yang baik-baik saja saat semua orang mengharapkan kepergiannya. Sina berharap lukanya berakhir. Namun, nyatanya luka itu terus datang dan membuat luka yang lainnya ikut menganga. Sinar Rembulan redup, sebab sulit bertahan dengan luka di dalam kesendirian. Tak ada tempat baginya untuk bersandar. Tak ada manusia yang memberikannya semangat atau motivasi. Sina kehilangan arah, saat ini gadis itu sudah sampai di puncak keletihan. Lalu harus bagaimana? Mengakhiri hidupn? Atau bertahan dengan luka yang tiada akhir?

Mi nombre es Addison Calder. Durante mi primer celo como mujer lobo adulta, Morgan Flint, de la nada, me dijo que quería terminar. No pude dejar de llorar; y no fue por tener el corazón roto, sino porque el tormento de mi ciclo de apareamiento me estaba consumiendo. Me aferré a su manga y me acerqué a él, intentando calmar la tensión con un beso. Impaciente, Morgan me empujó hacia su hermano mayor, Tucker Flint. —A Addie se le pasaron las copas y está fuera de sí. ¿Me ayudas a calmarla? Mientras Tucker se acercaba, Morgan se inclinó y le dijo en voz baja: —Cuídamela bien. No dejes que se le acerque nadie. Solo voy a terminar con ella por un rato. En cuanto me aburra de divertirme por ahí, regreso con ella. Tucker asintió y me subió con cuidado al auto. —¿Te duele? Abrumada por el dolor, me aferré a su corbata mientras las lágrimas me corrían por la cara. —Por favor… ayúdame. Las pupilas de Tucker se contrajeron y su voz sonó profunda. —¿Y exactamente cómo quieres que te ayude? En un instante, me incliné y pegué mis labios a los suyos. —Bésame… o deja que te bese. Nuestro beso apasionado disipó gran parte de la tensión que me carcomía. Al ver que las orejas de Tucker estaban rojas, volví a tomarlo de la corbata. —¿Me llevas a casa?

In a world where love and betrayal collide, Aria's heartache led her on a rollercoaster ride of passion, deception, and redemption. As she grappled with the bitter sting of infidelity, little did she know that her life would soon be engulfed in a web of secrets and lies. When she caught her boyfriend Caleb entwined with her arch-nemesis Amy, Aria's world crumbled. As she severed ties with Caleb, a twist of fate brought Jacob into her life – a charismatic stranger who ignited an electric connection. But their burgeoning love story took a startling turn when Aria realized that Jacob was the father of a boy she was to babysit. Fueled by jealousy and greed, Caleb conspired with the manipulative Chastity to destroy Aria's newfound happiness. They plotted to make Aria look like a gold digger and Jacob a victim, using fabricated evidence to tear them apart. Through a relentless pursuit of the truth and unwavering support from her friend Bianca, Aria exposed the web of deceit woven by Caleb and Chastity. Her determination only deepened her bond with Jacob, who stood by her side, vowing to protect their love. As their love blossomed, Caleb and Chastity grew increasingly desperate, unveiling Aria's initial intentions to use Jacob as a pawn. Jacob, devastated, cast Aria out of his life, leaving her heartbroken and begging for a second chance. But a sinister revelation changed everything – Chastity claimed she was pregnant with Jacob's child, and the test results seemed to confirm her story. In her darkest hour, Aria found herself working at the clinic where the truth would ultimately unravel.

“He is here again”, I murmured to myself as I could feel the air shift in the room. I pulled my nightgown down to cover myself as cold and warmth enveloped me in a soothing embrace. It felt like a warm blanket had been wrapped around me. He smelled faintly of dark vanilla and something musky, something warm. I could feel his breath on my skin before the bed dipped. He pulled me closer and wrapped his hands around me. I closed my eyes and waited for his soothing murmurs in my ears. “Did you miss me”? He moaned into my ears. Alora Lance has been haunted by a faceless man who visits her dreams for as long as she can remember. His touch is electric, and his presence is peaceful and intoxicating but her waking life is anything but magical. She has nothing except a leaking roof over her head and a ruthless landlord threatening eviction. Then one day, she finds herself in a mating ceremony she was not supposed to attend. One accidental step into a world that should not exist. And everything changes. Dragged into a world that doesn't make sense in real life, Alora finds herself pulled into a past she knows nothing about and the enigmatic gaze of the man that had haunted her dreams except this is not a dream, it's a nightmare she may never escape, especially when the Alpha of the Bloodfang Pack marks her with a single look. And in his eyes, she is no longer invisible. She begins to question everything about her life and her past.

… Her pack had betrayed him and she needed to pay. She was going to pay! He let go of her hair and grabbed the back on her neck, his eyes trailed down to her exposed neck and collar bone. The princess dress she had on showed a lot of that caused him to gulp nervously. His twitched in his trousers, the butterflies in his stomach rose. He buried his face in her neck and inhaled her sweet pheromone. Reign quivered in fear. Electric sparks exploded in her body when she felt his lips brush against her collarbone, down to her that was exposed. “Please…” she cried, but he didn’t stop. He raised his hand and placed them on her firm , causing her to jolt in fear. He squeezed the left and circled her hidden in the fabric of the dress with his rough fingers. Pain seared through her as he kept squeezing her and trailing hot down her . Reign could only cry and wish that it would and soon. “Hermione Reign Angelis.” He called her full names as he backed away from her, his voice void of any emotions. Reign crawled backwards on her , trying to get away from the tyrant, but stopped when her back hit a hard surface behind her. It was the wall. There was definitely no running away from her oppressor. “Your parents orchestrated the assassination of my beloved mother and even after that, they have the audacity to deny it to my face…”. She is his mate turned slave… will he able to look past his hatred for her and see who the true enemy is?

“Kenapa ini? Kenapa rasanya tidak nyaman begini?” gumam Bea dengan suara semakin serak dan lemah. Nigel berjongkok tepat di depan Bea yang bergerak tak tenang. Sebelah alis Nigel terangkat, ia memperhatikan wajah Bea yang semakin memerah. Melihat gelagat tak normal dari tubuh Bea, Nigel pun langsung paham apa yang terjadi kepada wanita cantik itu. “Ternyata kau pun menggunakan cara murahan ini untuk memikat saya,” decih Nigel sinis, “jika bukan untuk membuat wanita parasit itu marah dan kesal, kau tidak akan memiliki kesempatan masuk ke kamar ini. Jadi tidak usah bermain trik murahan ini dengan saya, atau saya lempar kau ke kandang singa saat ini juga. Berdiri dan jangan bertingkah!” desis Nigel memperingati Bea. “Aah!” Nigel terkejut ketika Bea tiba-tiba menarik dasinya. Pria itu sempat terhuyung, sehingga harus menopang tubuhnya dengan tangan di lantai. Dengan posisi itu mata coklat muda milik Nigel beradu tatap begitu dekat dengan sepasang mata hijau Bea. Beberapa detik Nigel diam, seakan terhanyut oleh sinar mata hijau bak danau milik model cantik itu. “T-tolong saya, Tuan. Jangan sakiti saya, tolong antarkan saya pulang. D-dia, pria itu brengsek.” Bea berceloteh tak jelas dengan suara parau menahan lenguhan. Tubuhnya semakin tidak nyaman, bahkan ia terus menarik-narik tali gaun seksinya. “Aah, saya tidak nyaman. Ini panas sekali, tidak nyaman.” Nigel menggeram. Ia mencengkram pipi Bea dengan tangannya. “Saya sudah peringatkan, jangan bermain trik dengan saya. Kau sangat berani sekali. Orang yang lancang sepertimu ini kemarin berakhir tanpa kepala, apa kau juga ingin menyusul?” desis Nigel.

Charles’ breath quickened, and his movements became more urgent. “I’m close,” he gasped in my ear, his voice breaking between moans. My own pleasure surged, and I couldn’t hold back the scream that tore from my throat. A wave of electric tingles swept through me, my temples throbbed, and the world around me faded into white… Every pore on my body felt wide open, heat radiating from me in waves. It was surreal, as if I were in a dream, feeling everything but grasping none of it… I could hardly believe it—I had married this man, the infamous Alpha of the Black Valley Pack, Charles McLean, and I had just slept with him. But there was no love between us. We weren’t fated mates. Since his first shift at eighteen, Charles McLean had never found his fated mate. And after one engagement after another, each of his fiancées had died under mysterious circumstances. Rumor had it that he wore a mask to conceal his hideous face and that he was a cruel, violent man who would kill without hesitation. People whispered that he had murdered his previous fiancées. His last fiancée—my sister—was terrified of him. Horrified by the stories, she had vehemently refused to marry him. And just before the wedding, she found her fated mate. So, without warning or preparation, I was forced to take her place, pushed into marrying Charles in her stead, to stand as his wife in name only and the unacknowledged Luna of the Black Valley Pack…

Addy Walker once believed love was supposed to be loud—felt in bedtime stories, laughter in the kitchen, and the warmth of arms that made the world feel safe. That’s how it was before her mother died. Before her father changed. Grief hollowed him out. The man who once teased and protected became a shell—quiet, cold, unreachable. Then came the bottles. The slammed doors. The bruises. Addy, now eighteen, has learned to survive in silence—walking lightly, speaking carefully, hiding her pain beneath long sleeves and polite smiles. She works long hours to keep food on the table while her father sinks deeper into debt and addiction. One night, she comes home to a dark, freezing house—again. The electricity is off. Again. And she knows why. She confronts him, her voice sharper than it’s ever been. He denies it at first, but the truth is already spread across the kitchen counter in final notice bills and losing betting slips. He’d gambled away the electric bill money on a horse. The argument erupts. He screams, she stands her ground. When he slaps her, she doesn’t flinch. Something inside her shifts. She’s done waiting for the man he used to be. Addy packs a bag. She’s leaving—for real this time. No plan. No destination. Just freedom. But as she storms out into the rain, a long, black car pulls up to the curb. A man steps out—tall, broad-shouldered, older. His face is hard, almost frightening in the shadows, but he’s striking. Dangerous. And calm.

Selena, a mere salesgirl at a quaint coffee shop in Laketown, leads a life of quiet simplicity. She is the second daughter of the Robinsons—amiable, principled, and respected members of the Redbone Pack. The pack is ruled with an iron fist by Alpha Wilson Smith, an untouchable billionaire known for his arrogance and fierce recalcitrance. The gulf between Selena and Wilson is vast—defined by age, status, and power. A romantic entanglement between them seems not just improbable, but absurd. Yet, fate, with its penchant for irony, has a ludicrous twist in store. The cold war between them rages for years, an unspoken battle of wills. Selena, with her fiery spirit, finds Wilson’s arrogance insufferable, cringing at his every attempt to assert his dominance. Yet, Wilson, instead of being repelled, is intrigued. Her resistance is a puzzle he cannot resist, a challenge that stirs something deep within him. This low-born girl from Laketown, with no claim to fame or fortune, inexplicably fascinates him. As their paths cross repeatedly, the tension between them grows electric, charged with a mix of disdain and undeniable attraction. And then, in the most dramatic of revelations, they discover they are fated to be mated for life. The bond, as undeniable as it is inconvenient, shatters their defenses. Wilson realizes that his obsession with Selena’s defiance is more than a passing interest. But just as they begin to navigate this newfound connection, another secret surfaces—one that threatens to upend their fragile union. Wilson unearths a startling truth: Selena is not who she appears to be. This revelation casts a shadow over their relationship, raising questions that demand answers. What is hidden in Selena’s past? And how will the truth, when finally revealed, shape the destiny of the Alpha and his Luna?

Synopsis for Lycan’s Windsong Born beneath the aurora and blessed by the Moon Goddess, Alora Windsong has always stood apart—white hair, pale eyes, and a voice that can bend emotions with every note she sings. Her bloodline carries a sacred gift, one said to awaken the deepest soulbond when a Windsong meets their fated mate. But Alora’s life is far from charmed. Living under her grandfather’s shadow, cast as the outcast beside her spoiled sister, she’s desperate for freedom and a future of her own. That future shatters the moment she meets Blaise—a powerful, magnetic Lycan who is everything she’s been warned to avoid. The poster child for ‘Bad Boy Biker,’ and he doesn’t belong to her pack. Their fated mate bond is instant, electric, and utterly forbidden. One touch, one kiss, and she knows she can never let him go. Now they are forced into secrecy—stolen moments, hidden nights, passion that blazes hotter than either of them can control. To claim each other openly, they must risk defying her Alpha, her bloodline, and the laws that could tear them apart. But fate doesn’t care about rules. And once a Windsong has sung her mate into her soul, there is no undoing the bond. Forbidden desire. Dangerous secrets. A love written in moonlight and sealed in song. ***Disclaimer: This is an adult erotica romance novel intended for readers 18 and older. It contains explicit sexual content, mature themes, and intense, steamy scenes. Reader discretion is advised.