Sweetheart Arti Novels & Stories

Kebahagiaan dan kehangatan Keluarga harus terenggut darinya. Hidupnya penuh dengan penderitaan. Saat usianya 7 tahun, Zaha harus melihat seluruh keluarganya dibantai oleh penjahat yang masuk ke rumahnya di tengah malam nan gelap gulita. Ibu dan Kakak perempuannya diperkosa persis dihadapannya, sebelum keduanya dipenggal dengan sadis. Zaha harus hidup seorang diri dengan rasa sakit dan dendam yang tidak akan pernah bisa hilang dari dalam dirinya. Tujuannya cuma satu! membalas dendam pada mereka yang telah menghancurkan keluarganya. Namun saat dendam itu berhasil dituntaskannya, semua itu harus ditebus dengan nyawanya sendiri. Padahal selama hidupnya tidak sekalipun ia pernah merasakan apa itu arti bahagia, karena hidupnya hanya diisi dengan kekerasan dan dendam. Saat kritis seperti itulah, semesta menetapkan sebuah takdir baru yang akan dilaluinya. Zaha terbangun dalam wujud seorang remaja. Bagaimana petualangan Zaha dalam wujud barunya?

Sebuah kisah tentang seorang lelaki yang ingin menyelamatkan rumah tangganya dari kehancuran. Imej jelek yang melekat di dirinya membuatnya tidak dianggap.Sumando, kata yang berasal dari bahasa Minang ini memiliki arti sebagai menantu laki-laki, tapi ada tambahan Lapiak Buruak, yang artinya tikar yang sudah jelek sekali. Makna dari Sumando Lapiak Buruak adalah suami yang lebih suka menghabiskan waktu di rumah, berleha-leha dengan anak bini. Lelaki yang malas bekerja mencari nafkah demi menghidupi keluarganya.Tersebutlah Syamil Wafiq, nama lelaki itu. Keberadaannya di rumah sang istri tidak begitu dianggap. Dia cenderung tertutup, dan tidak bisa bergaul dengan orang-orang.Hal itu membuat Shanum Diya-istrinya-merasa bak makan buah simalakama. Suaminya menjadi bahan gunjingan dan lama kelamaan, rumah tangganya berada di ujung tanduk. Bagaimanakah kisah ini bergulir? Akankah Syamil bisa menyelamatkan keluarganya?Sumber gambar:Designed by Freepik

The day my husband, Lucas Maxwell, helps his childhood sweetheart—Cecilia Brown, who has cancer—lose her virginity, I leave behind a divorce agreement and walk away. Before I leave, I drop a comment beneath a photo of them on his social media. Their fingers are tightly interlocked in the photo. "Let's get divorced. I wish you both a lifetime of happiness." A minute later, he calls me. "How did I end up marrying someone as selfish as you, Fiona Sinclair? Do you really have the heart to let her die without leaving anything behind?" I sneer, "You're no longer my husband. How is that my problem?" That's when he panics.

At our seventh wedding anniversary party, Caleb Thorne shares a drink with his childhood sweetheart. My face darkens, and he publicly snaps at me in front of everyone. "It's just playful fun between friends—why are you so uptight? If I really had something going on with Emma, do you think you'd ever have become my wife?" He storms off in anger. That same night, his childhood sweetheart updates her social media banner to a photo of her holding hands with Caleb. In the past, I would've rushed to her house without a second thought, dragged Caleb out, and demanded to know if he ever truly loved me. But this time, I don't care anymore.

Arianna Thompson's life was once a fairy tale with her college sweetheart, Julian Saint Clair. But a devastating rumor tore them apart after graduation. Heartbroken, Arianna escaped into a loveless marriage with Ryan, only to find herself trapped in a toxic relationship with two beautiful children, Emily and Jackson. Seven years later, Arianna summons the courage to divorce Ryan and start anew as a single mother. Four years of healing and independence pass before she meets Zander Wells – a kind, responsible, and loving man who reawakens her heart. Just as Arianna considers a future with Zander, her past with Julian threatens to collide with her present. Will she choose a second chance with her first love or forge a new path with the man who healed her heart?

In the third year after my death, the one who remained faithfully by my wife's side was still the bionic robot I had painstakingly designed. It looked exactly like me and carried within it every detail of my mannerisms, speech, and habits. The only difference was that it never lost its temper with her. Because of that, my wife never sensed anything amiss. Yet each night, she brought home a different man, deliberately testing "me," desperate to see the wild jealousy and rage I once wore so vividly. Then, one day, her childhood sweetheart and first love, shoved "me" off the balcony. It was only then, in her horror, that my wife realized… "I" didn't bleed.

Raga, pria berusia 25 tahun, memilih hidup sederhana sebagai penjaga sebuah kos putri di pinggiran kota. Di mata orang lain, ia hanyalah pemuda biasa yang bekerja demi menyambung hidup. Tak ada yang tahu, Raga menyimpan masa lalu kelam yang membuatnya menyingkir dari kehidupan sebelumnya. Hari-harinya terlihat tenang, hingga kedatangan para penghuni baru mengubah segalanya. Gadis manja, janda muda, hingga wanita pekerja keras—semuanya tinggal di bawah atap yang sama, dengan rahasia dan kehangatan masing-masing. Godaan datang tanpa henti. Senyum samar, lirikan penuh arti, dan momen-momen intim yang tak sengaja tercipta membuat Raga harus berjuang menahan diri. Namun semakin ia menolak, semakin kuat tarikan yang menyeretnya ke dalam hubungan terlarang dengan para penghuni kos. Bisakah Raga bertahan menjaga batas, atau justru tenggelam dalam gairah liar yang siap membakar dirinya?

I pleaded with my husband Cedric Fleetham over and over, and finally, he agreed to take our daughter camping in the mountains for her birthday. When I found her late the next night, she was already gone. She lay at the foot of the mountain, her tiny hand still clutching a drawing of our family. As I knelt beside her, my heart shattered. Meanwhile, Cedric was busy updating his social media. His post read, [You and our daughter are my treasures,] and it was accompanied by a photo, where he stood beside his childhood sweetheart and held hands with another little girl, watching the sunset. And there, in the corner of the picture, was a tiny hand—my daughter’s hand. The cruelest truth of all was that my daughter took that photo.

After being reborn, I stopped preventing Rachel Jackson from having any contact with her childhood sweetheart, Logan Cole. She gave Logan all her salary to pursue his dream, while I used the money I earned through hard work to invest. She got pregnant and gave birth to a child for Logan in the hospital, so I bought a train ticket to leave the small town. Later, she said she would agree to marry me as long as I agreed to adopt Logan's child. Unfortunately, I had already made my first million dollars by relying on the memories of my previous life. In this life, I chose to fulfill their wishes and enjoy a good life myself.

My family has this outdated tradition. On my twenty-second birthday, whoever gets my heirloom bracelet first becomes my wife. For the past eighteen years, my childhood sweetheart, Madison Young, teased that she’d be the one to claim them. However, when I opened the box, the beads snapped and spilled across the floor, right in front of a blind girl passing by, Grace Bellamy. She bent down and picked them up. Madison made a scene, urging me to marry her instead, just to please my father’s illegitimate son, Connor Vaughn. Watching Grace stand there, flustered and surrounded, I stepped forward, shielding her with my body. "Fine," I said. "I’ll marry her."