Soul Killer

Willingly dying at the hands of his only teacher to repay all his debt, Hubert simultaneously plans his reincarnation and finds himself in the body of an 'evil' cultivator named wanted by one of the three strongest power of the Douluo Continent— Spirit Hall. But hope isn't lost. His trait from his previous life never left his side and now he will make missions in the Douluo Continent and live another life, this time, a life not owed to anybody.

In her past life, she was a ruthless assassin who met a death so brutal she didn't even get a grave to rest in. But one fateful day, she's reborn-plunged back into her 15-year-old self, and blessed with an otherworldly power space by chance. Now, she's out for vengeance: tormenting her scum of a parents, taking down her spoiled brat of a sister, and slapping those ridiculous relatives hard enough to make their faces burn. She's a martial arts prodigy with a breathtaking, ethereal beauty. And let's get one thing straight-whoever said beauty and brains can't coexist clearly never met her.

Sejak kecil Aret tinggal bersama anak-anak lainnya di yayasan yang didirikan oleh kerajaan, akan tetapi ia merasa ada hal yang salah. Para penguasa, mereka yang menyebut diri mereka sebagai jiwa sang kristal— para kaisar seakan tutup mata dengan apa yang sedang terjadi. Apa yang dipikirkan oleh kaisar Ruby ketika seluruh Obscure api kehilangan kekuatan dan rumah mereka? Ia harus menemukan kaisar itu dan memukul wajahnya! Hanya saja, sesuatu tidak terduga terjadi dan Aret mulai mengetahui setiap rahasia yang tersembunyi. Apa yang akan ia lakukan? Siapa yang salah? Siapa yang benar? Siapa yang ia lawan? Siapa musuh yang harus ia hadapi? Apa itu kebenaran? Hanya dia yang bisa menjawab pertanyaan itu.

I didn’t marry him for love. I married him to pay my father’s debt. To save my brother’s life. To survive. Lucien Draven is a billionaire, a killer, and the man who made my father disappear. Or so I believed. Now, I wear his ring. Sleep under his roof. Live as his wife with no rights, no freedom, and one rule: *Never ask about the night my father died* But secrets don’t stay buried. And when I dig too deep, I find something that changes everything. Maybe Lucien didn’t kill my father. Maybe the real killer is closer than I think. And maybe… the devil I married is the only one who ever truly wanted to protect me.

"อะไรนะ อยากให้ช่วยไล่วิญญาณพวกนั้นไปเหรอ...ได้ งั้น...จูบฉันสิ"

My younger brother, Luke, committed suicide after being falsely accused of plagiarizing Layla's brother's music. My own life was a living hell. I was a respected music critic, but now I was the sister of "the plagiarist." My reputation was in tatters. My colleagues whispered behind my back, and my articles were dismissed as the ramblings of a biased, grieving relative. The one person who had always stood by me was my husband, Julian, a successful music producer. We had been together since college, and he was my rock, my refuge in the storm. I thought he would believe me. But, he didn't. But the real betrayal came the evening, just another day of being ridiculed online, I came home to find Julian on the phone. His voice was low and urgent, laced with a coldness I had never heard before. "The case is closed, Layla. It’s over," he said. "The evidence has been submitted. No one will ever know that it was your brother who plagiarized Luke's music."

Daniel POV We are born with a golden spoon, and our parents are best friends since forever and that led us three to be friends too. I am two years elder than both of them and I Love both of them like a brother. But wait... do I really love them as a brother? I am overprotective for them; I am obsessed about them and not one can have them but me. Will they return my feelings? Will our family accept our love? It's a MMM Love Triangle. No third act cheating. A lot of drama with a happy ending.

My name is Janet Chance, and I am a researcher focusing on cancer drug development. I have a blissful family life and a career worth fighting for. However, just as I am about to go save a life using my newly researched drug, I discover that the car specifically used to transport the drug has inexplicably disappeared. Upon checking the surveillance footage, I learn that my high school classmate, Melissa Lane, has driven it away. "What do you mean it's your car? This is my husband's car!" I snap back anxiously. "Give me back my car! Right now!" Just as I finish speaking, I hear a crowd's mocking laughter coming from the other end of the phone. "Do you know who you're talking to?" "Your car? This car belongs to the wealthiest man in the country!" Melissa immediately adds, "I'm about to marry the wealthiest man in Azlude! He was worried about my safety, so he specifically allowed me to take this car. "He told me it's very well protected with its bulletproof glass. How dare you say this car is yours, you penniless loser?" In order to take back the drug, I have no choice but to rush over to Melissa's wedding venue. That is when I see the man embracing her in the poster is Samuel Fuller, who is none other than the husband I have been married to for the past three years.

“Kalau aku booking satu minggu berapa tarifmu?” Ivanka Katleya terkejut saat tahu pria yang memesannya hari ini adalah Alvan Abbiya, salah satu dosen yang terkenal killer di kampusnya. Thea menolak dan berpikir jika Alvan sengaja memesan untuk menjebaknya kemudian melaporkan pekerjaan sambilannya sebagai call girl ke pihak kampus. Alhasil dia akan dikeluarkan dari kampus karena mencemarkan nama baik kampus. Namun, ternyata dugaan Thea salah. Alvan menyewa jasanya untuk menyamar sebagai kekasihnya. Keluarga Alvan percaya dan parahnya lagi, hari itu juga mereka langsung dinikahkan. _________________________________________ Cerita ini sekuel dari kisah Widuri dan Emran, ya. Tapi sebagai tokoh utamanya adalah putra ketiga mereka. Cus.. yang mau reunian, mampir di sini.

"Pick up…. pick up… please" When the call did not get through, I burst into tears. The killer was now banging the door violently. “Inspector Kenneth speaking” Uncle Ken’s voice came through and right at the same the killer made a whole in the door by his continuous banging. "Uncle Ken, he's here, he is going to kill me…." I stated this in a panicked, horrified tone. “Zara, darling, we were going to have some fun why did you called the police?” he said in a cold tone bringing out his silvery knife. A shudder rushed down the spine. However, I maintained my composure. "You are over now," I said, trying to mask my terror. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, not yet…." He answered and raced towards me. What happens next???