Snack Jaipong

Aku Sekar Wangi alias Lestari, aku seorang penari jaipong. Hal itu Aku lakukan karena terpaksa, ingin sekali aku melanjutkan sekolahku ke taraf SMA bahkan lebih. Tapi Apa boleh buat Abah dan Emak hanya buruh tani, jangankan untuk makan untuk sekolah saja aku kesulitan. Aku memutuskan menjadi seorang penari jaipong. Demi apalagi selain mencari uang, ingin rasanya dapat membantu Emak dan adik-adikku sekolah. Apa pun risikonya nanti akan aku lalui. Biarkan aku yang mengalah dan menjalani kerasnya kehidupan asalkan bukan ke empat adik-adikku yang masih kecil.

Chase Grimm's aide-de-camp sent me a screenshot of an Instagram Live status. Guess who it came from. His new secretary. She was showing off a meticulously prepared lunch from a lunchbox. My handiwork, no less. I made it for him. The caption read: [He's a dark, cold CEO… and a shiny knight who saved a hungry princess with a gastric problem from eating mac 'n' cheese again!] Chase almost never posted on Instagram. Yet there he was, sharing a photo of a cup of ridiculously spicy mac 'n' cheese, captioned: [I have missed this.] The nerve of this prick. Then my mother-in-law sent an entirely unsolicited text: [What the heck were you doing?! You're supposed to make him a proper lunch! He can't stand spicy food!] After all that, I decided to call a supermarket. "Hi! I'd like to order 100 cups of instant super-spicy mac 'n' cheese and have them delivered to Grimm Co. Please and thank you." "Ain't I generous?"

Fresh out of the National Research Institute, I loaded up on my wife's favorite snacks and ordered a vibrant bouquet of roses, eager to surprise her. I stashed the treats in her office, then stepped out to grab the flowers. But in those fleeting minutes, a stranger had ripped open every package and devoured everything. I glared at him. "Who gave you permission to touch those?" He shot me a look of pure disdain. "Buzz off, flower boy. Drop your crap and scram!" The secretary at the door snickered. "You heard the man. He's Ms. Bowman's husband. Better run before he leaves a bad review." I pulled out my phone and called my wife. "Who is this guy in your office?"

For snacking in the office during overtime, I was fined 600,000 dollars by my manager! She was extremely furious as she pointed at me. “Taylor, don’t be so arrogant just because you’ve secured a deal! “You should be working in the office. Go home if you want to eat! “You’re violating company rules. No snacking during working hours! You should be punished since you’re aware of that rule! “You won’t be getting the 600,000-dollar commission from this deal!” I looked at her and said indifferently, “Suit yourself.” Then, I decided to slack. She could not stand it.

Kisah penari gila adalah kisah nyata tahun 1990an. Kisah seorang mantan penari Jaipong bernama Lusi yang dilarang suaminya menari setelah menikah. Lusi sangat ingin menari walau hanya satu kali. Dia merindukan suara riuh penonton dan suara gamelan mengiringi gerakan tarian yang indah. Kehidupan Lusi berubah semenjak menikah. Keinginan terpendam Lusi memuncak setelah pernikahan mereka berjalan 10 tahun. Lusi menari telanjang di tepi jalan dengan tak sadar. Akankah Lusi memiliki akhir kisah pedih ataukah bahagia?

Sekar Kirana, seorang guru tari Sunda berusia 24 tahun, hidup untuk menari Jaipong dan mengabdi pada budaya di Bandung. Namun, hidupnya jungkir balik saat ia tak sengaja menikah dengan Ethan Wiratama Van der Meer, pengusaha properti blasteran Indonesia-Belanda berusia 33 tahun yang kaku dan penuh pesona. Gara-gara kesalahan dokumen di festival budaya, mereka terjebak dalam akta nikah sah! Demi menyelamatkan reputasi sanggar tari Sekar dan wibawa Ethan, mereka berpura-pura jadi suami istri selama enam bulan. Sekar, dengan semangat bebas dan jiwa volunteer, menyeret Ethan ke dunianya yang tak terduga. Ethan, dengan mata hijau dan logika dingin, tak kuasa menolak pesona Sekar yang perlahan mencairkan hatinya. Tapi, ketika rahasia di balik pernikahan mereka terungkap, akankah mereka tetap berpura-pura… atau jatuh cinta sungguhan?

Fafa, Ome, Ocha, Naga dan Atha tak pernah menyangka akan mendapat hukuman aneh dari Silvianita. Bukannya dihukum biasa, mereka justru diarahkan masuk ke gua crystal yang ternyata menjadi gerbang menuju dunia lain bernama Crystalville. Crystalville dipenuhi penduduk dengan antena di kepala dan sayap di punggung, membuat kelima remaja itu merasa asing sekaligus takjub. Dalam kebingungan, mereka bertemu Marca, anak kecil berambut bob yang selalu setia dengan snack kentangnya. Kehadiran Marca membawa warna baru di tengah perjalanan mereka. Namun, ada pertanyaan besar yang belum terjawab : untuk apa Silvianita mengirim mereka ke sini? Apakah benar hanya hukuman atau ada misi tersembunyi yang harus mereka selesaikan?

My ex cheated. So I had a one-night stand with a hottie who thought I was a stripper, only to find out he’s my boss, and now, he’s obsessed with me! ***** When Zoey Anderson served her cheating husband divorce papers, everyone believed that this was the end of her. “She is done for.” They said, “No other man would ever want her again.” “She’d better go back and ask for his forgiveness. Maybe he’ll take her back.” But Zoey will do none of that, despite being heartbroken. Especially not now that she’s glowing up, and has got her hot boss—Christian Gallo—chasing after her. With Christine in her life, Zoey faces even more trials that come with this hot sex god who would give the world just to have her. From Christine’s malicious ex-wife, Zoey’s obsessive ex-husband who wants her back, and his side chic who wouldn’t stop breathing down Zoey’s neck, things don’t seem all so rosy within these scandalous, beautiful walls of Beverly Hills. Is Zoey’s life getting hotter or uglier? Can she survive this? ~~~~ Christine Gallo is that snack that nearly every girl wants to have a taste of. Zoey isn’t his type of woman. She’s crazy. A walking chaos. But why does he still find himself drawn to her despite everything? Who really is this Zoey Anderson, and why is she effortlessly pulling at his heartstrings and… cock-strings? Read to find out! WARNING: Contains nudity and explicit mature themes. Not suitable for readers under 18.

Kang Jae Woon is the youngest prosecutor in his department. With his handsome appearance, outstanding achievement, and powerful family background, he is being admired and envied at the same time by many people. One day, his best friend, Han Ryan is murdered by a serial killer and Jae Woon felt his world is crumbling down. Due to his excessive sadness, Jae Woon drowns himself in alcohol at his house, alone. He drunk and snacking food until his body suddenly convulsed in an allergic reaction. "Shit! Who the fuck put almonds in my snack?! I clearly remind the salesgirl to not put any almond in my baggage! Damn it! Where is my medicine?!" As he's groping around in agony, searching for his precious medicine, Jae Woon felt his body plopped on the bed as his consciousness faded and darkness is embracing his body. How miserable. To think I would die because of a stupid almond...Ryan will be laughing when he heard this. ------ "Wake up, you pig!" A harsh voice is jolted him away from his sleeping state. At the same time, his body is being drenched by a bucket of smelly water. "Since you're a pig, you didn't mind to bathe in poop, right?" Mocking waves of laughter are resounding in the dark, small room. Three boys and one girl are looking down at him with disgusted expressions plastered on their faces. One of the boys is holding an empty bucket. Jae Woon is dumbfounded. Wha...? Where is he? No, no, no. Actually, who are these pompous brats?! How dare they...Jae Woon suddenly felt that something is wrong with his body. He had difficulty in moving around and felt extremely sluggish. What is this?! Since when his slender and sturdy body changed into a piggy in just one night?!

Prince Rafe leans over me, holding himself up on one elbow as he gazes at my face. I feel his eyes wandering over every surface from my brow to my eyes, down my nose, to my lips and chin, and then returning to hold my gaze for a second. The small smile at the corner of his mouth makes me think he likes what he sees. His hand is cool when it brushes a loose curl from my cheek, but I don’t jerk away from him. I have no idea what’s going on. I don’t understand why I’m here. I don’t know what will happen tomorrow. It seems like a lot of powerful people want me—dead or alive. And yet, all I can think about right now is how badly I want this vampire’s hands on my body. *** I live in a desolate village on the edge of the Vampire King’s lands. This used to be wolf shifter territory, but now, we are just trying to survive. When I mess up and find myself in a culling, I know I’m dead. No wolf shifters ever survive these events. And after the stunt I pulled in the middle of the village, Prince Rafe probably wants me dead. Is it a good thing or a bad thing when a vampire looks at you like you’re a snack? Something tells me, once I reach the castle, I’ll be missing my miserable existence in the village. But then—it turns out I have no freaking idea who I even am, and when the royals start referring to me as Princess Ainslee, I realize my life is about to take a turn—for better or worse. From the author of The Alpha King’s Breeder