Stealing Home

For years, no one had been able to activate the last dragon's heart. No one except a poor young thief. ___ She only had one job–stealing a precious stone. Yet it landed her with an overbearing dragon. ___ Locked and chained, Scar suddenly awakened when his heart palpitated for the first time in decades, coming face to face with a young girl cradling his heart. In his vengeful attempt to get it back, they activate the spell binding him to her. Now not only was his heart stolen, but he was also enslaved. Scar vowed to kill the girl once the bond was broken. The only problem is no one had ever successfully broken a dragon bond, nor would it allow him to harm its new master. ___ "Oh... um ... sorry. I didn't mean to…um.. pry. I'm... gonna go now." I stuttered, inching backward from his penetrating gaze, glancing around for a way out. "I don't know who you're, but I do know you're not here willingly. Seeing as you're chained and all." Silence. "How about I set you free, and in return, you get us out of here?" Silence. Maybe he couldn't talk, so I did the only thing I could. Grabbing the keys, I fumbled with the heavy chains of his cage. His gaze finally shifted to the wooden box I dropped on the floor. "Fancy, isn't it?" I said. "I've never seen anything like it before. But then again, I'm not familiar with expensive stuff." A deep rumble rattled from his throat, freezing me in place. I glanced up at him wearily. "Run." And then he was charging towards me. ___ Tropes: Enemies to lovers. Hidden identity. Reverse harem. Betrayal. Revenge. Arranged marriage. Contract. Escape with pregnancy. Forced proximity. ___

Maya de Cruz is at the lowest point of her life—her career is in ruins, her uncaring family has her backed into a corner, and her past continues to haunt her. In the depths of her despair, Maya’s world tilts when Aaric Salvaterre Bernardi—her ex boyfriend, now her sister’s fiancé—appears with an offer too tempting to resist, one that could either save her or destroy everything she once held dear. Aaric, with his deadly charm and power to subdue anyone, drags Maya back into the web of his dangerous world. What begins as a risky deal slowly turns into a seductive and inescapable game of desire. Maya struggles to suppress the emotions slowly invading her heart, but Aaric's undeniable magnetism pulls her deeper into his orbit. Every glance, every word, unravels her defenses, leaving her at war with a dilemma that threatens to shatter her principles and pride. Amidst a swirl of intrigue and dark secrets that are increasingly revealed, Maya finds herself at the crossroads between a burning forbidden love and the threat of losing herself. As reason gives way to desire, a single question lingers like a haunting melody: will Maya dare to risk it all for the man who shattered her world, yet awakened a flame within her she thought had long died?  

One night. One man. When Camilla Sinclair decides to show up at a bar in the city, disobeying her alpha father for the first time, she had a feeling it was the biggest mistake she made in her life. Drunk and wasted, she finds herself collapsing in the arms of a mysterious man in a hotel room booked by her stepsister. Little did she know, the man she slept with that night was the most powerful lycan prince, and he's looking for a new breeder for his heir! What will happen if she refused an offer that will surely pull her out from the miserable life she currently lives in? Will everything go way downhill? What if the lycan prince is not what everyone thinks of?

The maid's daughter, who grew up in my home, had the nerve to act like an heiress. On her birthday, she invited every kid from school for a full-on rager at my family's villa. When I suggested they take it to a hotel, she lost it. "You don't get to tell me what to do! My friends can party wherever they want!" She added, "The ten-layer cake my parents ordered for me is on the way. Why don't you park yourself by the door and wait for it, huh?" Her crew circled up, laughing and pointing at me. But I'd lived through this before. Nothing about her little act rattled me. I turned to the butler and told him to lock the gate. Then, I went to Rambo's cage. "Hey, buddy," I said, opening it up. "See those trespassers?" I pointed at the crowd. "I'm counting to three. If they're still here, don't let a single one get away."

My girlfriend had one of those guy friends she insisted was basically family. On a group hike, he knew I had diabetes and couldn't eat anything high in sugar, but he still coaxed me into eating a high-sugar energy bar, and my blood sugar spiked almost instantly. When I pulled out my insulin to inject, panic shot through me. My medication had been switched out for saline. I collapsed to the ground, shaking and retching. The fake nice-guy just looked down at me with a smug twist of his mouth. "Seriously, man? You're being dramatic. It's just a little sugar. Good thing I told Selene to swap your meds, or we'd never know how far you'd go to fake it. With a body this weak, how are you supposed to protect Selene?" I turned to my girlfriend, my breathing already turning shallow. "Selene, give me my insulin. If I don't inject it right now, I'm going to die." She frowned as if I were the one being unreasonable. "You're overacting. I've never heard of someone dying from a bit of sugar. Adrian's right. You're always looking for attention. Everyone finally got together today, and you're here ruining it." I felt everything inside me go cold. I didn't even bother arguing anymore. I grabbed my phone with shaking hands and rasped, "Mom, your son's about to get bullied to death. Are you going to step in or not?"

After deciding to leave Azurea and follow Clara Miller to Northwood City, I was cast out by my parents. "That girl is an orphan–what can she possibly give you? If you choose a life of hardship now, you’ll spend the rest of your life suffering! Once you walk out that door, don’t bother coming back!" I left anyway. For five years, I watched Clara rise step by step, becoming one of Northwood City’s most respected psychologists. Just as she had promised, she gave me a home. As the New Year approached, I planned to take her back to Azurea to reconcile with my parents. However, just before boarding the plane, she abandoned me again–this time for a depressed patient threatening to take his own life. She let go of my hand, her eyes full of pain. "Julian Vance… he’s just like I used to be–alone, with no one to rely on. If I don’t go, he’ll jump. I’m sorry. Just this once. I’ll catch the next flight and meet you there." Then she turned and ran toward the exit without hesitation. I stood there, staring at the two plane tickets in my hand. She had saved everyone who needed redemption. Everyone… except me. Slowly, I tore up her ticket. Then I walked alone toward the security gate and turned off my phone. What Clara did not know was this: Some journeys home, once missed, are gone forever.

Akhir-akhir ini banyak cerita yang beredar tentang sebuah bisikan. “Bawa aku pulang!” Namun hanya beberapa orang tertentu yang dapat mendengarnya, salah satunya Kila, teman baik Azkia. Suara bisikan itu berasal dari pengikut sekte agama yang sudah lama disiksa, bahkan dibunuh dengan sadis. Pemimpin sekte itu memiliki kekuatan yang hebat untuk melawan pengikut yang sulit diatur. Namun bagi pengikut setianya, akan terjamin hidup bahagia setelah meninggal tanpa menerima siksa neraka. Makanya setiap jemaat dari pemimpin sekte itu memiliki aktivitas yang mencurigakan, bahkan sangat tertutup. Bukan pertama kali bagi Azkia bertemu dengan orang-orang yang mencurigakan dan jarang berbaur, karena tujuh puluh persen dari keluarganya termasuk penganut sekte dan aturan yang sama namun beda pimpinan. Azkia sangat muak dengan sikap keluarganya yang berbuat semena-mena pada dirinya, bahkan saudara sepupunya berani melecehkan harga dirinya. Dapatkah Azkia membawa pulang jiwa-jiwa yang tersesat setelah dirinya tercemplung dalam jurang maut?

Anin tidak menyangka perjalanan yang ia lalui semasa ia muda hingga menuju usia 30 tahun, akhirnya berlabuh kembali ke rumah. Tempat di mana ia dilahirkan dan dibesarkan hingga usia belasan. Masa lalu mulai menyeruak kembali, membisikan banyak hal-hal yang dulu ia usahakan untuk lupakan. Apa yang sebenarnya terjadi di rumah? dan mengapa Anin harus kembali setelah banyaknya tahun terlewati?

Even before marriage, Silvia knew Ryan had eyes for someone else; she insisted on marrying him regardless as she had eyes for him.One day, the man’s past lover returned. Despite that, Silvia thought their child was enough to maintain the marriage. How foolish she was! Their marriage couldn’t withstand the intense love story that her husband and his past lover once had.And so, Silvia chose to file for divorce. For years, she had loved the man, sacrificing her youth and her entire being for his sake. To think she even gave birth to his child! This time, she refused to lose the last bit of her dignity.After divorcing, Silvia didn’t pay much attention to Ryan, as they would argue every single time they met. The man was always quite frustrated with her, and protested against her cruelty towards him. She merely smiled coldly and said, “Ryan Pierce, why do you expect me to maintain a bright personality right after my divorce? You should be glad I haven't gone insane.”Despite everything, Ryan somehow found himself falling for her even more; so much so that he wished to win her heart back.

The day before New Year's, my younger brother announced he was bringing his girlfriend home for dinner. Excited, I drove my new car to pick them up, taking my daughter along with me. However, as soon as his girlfriend got in the car, her face darkened. "Henry, you didn't tell me your sister was staying at your place—and with a kid!" she snapped. I frowned and was about to explain when my brother quickly interjected, "She's not staying. After dropping us off, she'll be heading to a hotel." Only then did his girlfriend's expression ease. I swallowed my discomfort and asked my brother what he was planning. He leaned in with a conspiratorial grin and said, "Sis, don't cause any trouble for me, okay? My girlfriend is the daughter of the Cromwell Group's CEO!" My eyes widened in shock. Was not the Cromwell Group the same company my ex-husband had just handed over to me as part of our divorce settlement?