The Piano Teacher

Khanza Syahila, an eighteen year old girl with a dark past that left her heart injured and traumatized.Kenzo Bratama, a twenty-five year old guy with his mysterious attitude. The new occupant of the boarding house next to Khanza's boarding room, as well as the new English teacher at the Khanza school and the girl's homeroom teacher.Without them knowing, Khanza and Kenzo are the reincarnations of a husband and wife couple in the past two hundred years, who have the ability to drive out evil beings.What kind of story will Khanza and Kenzo have?"In this world, I'm all alone! I don't need anything, I don't need anyone!" -Khanza Syahila-"No matter what, I'll protect her!" -Kenzo Bratama

It’s Monday and my first day of my new school. I drive my car around to where everyone else is parked, so I find myself a parking spot. Then I find the front office and go in and get my schedule. My first class is math, so I walk into the room and I’m the first one in there so I walk up to the teacher and hand him my paper to sign that I have to take back to the front office this afternoon. “Hello Miss. Billie Green I’m Mrs. Smart. It’s very nice to meet you.” The math teacher says, then sings the paper. You can go find yourself a set. I would try to find one in the front on the left-hand side. The kids pretty much already have the back full.” She tells me, and really it’s okay. I kinda like the front anyway. I make my way to a seat that looks vacant and sit down. Kids start piling in about five minutes later. And walking to their seats, there’s a tiny little girl that comes and seats down behind me. She introduces herself as Shaylee Apple. “Hello Shaylee Apple I’m Billie Green.” I tell her and hold my hand out to shake hers. I turn back around in my seat about the same time as a tall guy that has dirty blonde hair cut into spikes all over, ash gray eyes, so gray I can see the color all the way in my seat. He’s wearing a tight fitted gray shirt, and blue jeans. He has a very handsome face, but then he looks at me and instantly I see hatred in his eyes. What the heck, he doesn’t even know me. .

Sita Hartanto tidak sengaja menikah dengan pewaris kaya raya. Suatu hari saat mengetahui dirinya hamil, dia menerima gugatan cerai.Putri angkat, Linda Santoso merebut rumah mereka dan Ibu mertua tidak menyukainya karena miskin dan tidak punya kekuasaan.Tapi tanpa diduga ada enam lelaki tampan dan kaya raya, salah satunya adalah pemilik bisnis terbesar, yang akan memberinya ratusan rumah pribadi. Satunya adalah ilmuwan AI, yang akan memberinya mobil mewah otomatis edisi terbatas. Satunya adalah ahli bedah terkenal, tiap hari akan memasak untuknya.Satunya adalah pianis terkenal, tiap hari akan memainkan piano untuknya.Satunya adalah pengacara, yang berinisiatif untuk melenyapkan semua pembencinya.Satunya adalah aktor, yang secara terang-terangan mengumumkan bahwa dia adalah cinta sejatinya.Putri angkat, Linda, berkata pamer, “Ini adalah kakak-kakakku.”Keenam saudara itu keberatan, “Salah, Sita adalah putri asli Keluarga Syailendra.Sita bertumbuh cantik sendirian, menikmati bantuan dari enam pria tampan, tetapi ada seorang pria bermata meran berkata cemas, “Sita, akankah kita menikah lagi?”Dia sedikit merona dan berkata, “Kamu harus bertanya pada keenam kakakku, mereka setuju atau tidak.Keempat pria tampan yang jatuh dari surga, “Tidak, seharusnya sepuluh.”

The day before the World Piano Masters Competition, I was kidnapped, and my tendons were deliberately severed. Endorsements were swiftly terminated. Advertisers, once eager to work with me, turned instead to my rival. Crushed under the weight of betrayal and despair, I spiraled into a deep depression. Just when I was at my lowest, Carl Manos appeared. He not only paid off all my breach-of-contract penalties but also sought out top specialists to treat my damaged hand. Later, he knelt on one knee and solemnly proposed. I saw him as my salvation, the light that pierced through my darkness. Without hesitation, I let Carl slip the ring onto my finger. Two years later, my hand had fully recovered. I rushed to the study, eager to share the good news, only to overhear a chilling conversation. "Carl, if you hadn't arranged for someone to sever Reily's tendons, my sister never would've had the chance to win the competition and land those endorsements. I'll never forget what you did for us." There was a pause. Then came Carl's indifferent reply, "I simply helped Lucy achieve her dream. Breaking a woman's tendons in exchange for that is nothing." So this was the truth. The marriage I took such pride in… was nothing but a cold, calculated nightmare. Since that was the case, there was nothing left for me here. It was time to leave.

There's this thing that my mom keeps repeating to me. "I love my children equally. I will always treat you and Brielle the same." It's true that I get everything my sister, Brielle Montgomery, has since we were children. If Brielle has a new backpack, I do too. If Brielle goes for piano lessons, I'll be given the opportunity to attend the same lessons. When I go home for the holidays, my mom digs out two beautiful shopping bags sporting luxury brand logos. With a smile on her face, she hands them to us. "I specifically went to the store to buy you nice coats. Both of you get a coat each. I'll have you know that coats with wool linings are worth thousands of dollars. I don't even have the heart to wear one of these coats. I only bought these coats for you two." As I gaze at the expensive-looking coat, I feel warmth surging into my heart. But when I try on the coat, I feel a weird, scratchy sensation coming from my armpits. After flipping the coat inside out, I notice a few strands of long, dry hair tightly entangled among the seams. I even smell a faint trace of mold mixed with a strong hint of rot that can't be covered up by the cheap fragrance on the coat.

I was the Beta’s daughter. He was the Alpha’s brother. Not to mention, he was the new Latin teacher at our High School. He reminded me of all that was good in our world. The world hadn’t quite hardened him enough to feel comfortable turning a blind eye. His eyes looked at me with genuine kindness. I needed him to turn a blind eye though. I needed him to not look and let me go. The only way I was going to survive is if I didn’t stand out until I graduated. I was already caught between my Alpha and my Father as they played their own games of succession within our pack. With a few months left, I didn’t need any complications. Nor did I need a mate. Instead I found both.

High school freshman JiJing 'Jay' Devin is an honor student, but she kept hearing the rumor "Jay is a trouble maker", which annoyed her to no end. Well, Jay isn't the only Jay in her high school. There's another Jay who's a handsome senior and well-known delinquent. Their lives are tied together when they joined hands to kill a teacher. That secret sparked a slow romance between them. . . Five years later, newbie detective TianHua Zhang looked into a case of a missing person, who just happened to be her little cousin Jay's high school teacher during the time he disappeared. Even though Jay isn't the good girl she used to be, and Jay is more than a bad boy now, can they keep their secret? What happens when the secret gets out?

There comes a time in some people’s lives when they feel like actors playing a role for which someone has changed the story line.Toast With Jelly is a powerful story of a woman coming to know herself through a series of tragic life events."A Wild Ride .... Pam has had a childhood that most people would't recover from. Nonetheless, she's trying to make a life for herself, with a job and a beautiful Russian lover. When she takes up the offer of high paid escort work, the life she worked to build starts falling apart. As she tumbles from one problem to the next, who will save her? Her mother, who caused all the trauma? Her sensual, hard-drinking lover, who is off the rails? Or the handsome martial arts teacher she may be falling for?

How did this even happen? The girl whom she thought of as her best friend, the girl with whom she's sharing her room, is actually a guy? Hazel stood there with her feet rooted to the white marble floor, not even bothering to fake that utterly shook expression of hers by watching the handsome man dressed in woman's clothes. "She's a guy!?" Finally Hazel let it out straighning her mind. Tristan Sanchez is an undercover cop who by bad luck had to pretend as a sexy paino teacher According to his Cheif's orders. What would happen if the most dedicated and cold officer of the department falls in love with the clumsiest and cheerful girl ever. Can he complete his mission to find the culprit he's looking for? Or he will get distracted by the feeling called love.

To encourage overall development, the kindergarten had asked each student to create a hand-drawn poster. My daughter Holly refused my help and insisted on doing it all on her own. Little did I know, most of the other children had their parents do the artwork for them. In comparison, Holly's delicate strokes were quickly dismissed. Not only was her work discarded into the trash, but her teacher also called her out in the parent group, criticizing her for being careless with the assignment. As I racked my brain trying to figure out how to help Holly regain her confidence in drawing, I was surprised to see Holly's artwork among the winning entries in the state-level children's art competition. But the signature wasn't hers—it belonged to another student from her class.