Think Like Man 3

My roommate had a peculiar knack for pestering everyone into liking her posts on social media, all so she could collect enough likes to claim some prize or another. It was her way of life—nagging, nudging, and guilting us into clicking that little thumbs-up. One time, the campus beauty queen liked my roommate's ad for a facial mask. Not long after, she was in a horrific car accident. The vehicle caught fire, and her face suffered severe burns, leaving her disfigured beyond recognition. Meanwhile, my roommate seemed to undergo a miraculous transformation, her complexion turning porcelain fair and flawless as though she'd been kissed by the heavens. Then there was the academic prodigy, a shoe-in for graduate school, who liked her tutoring service post. Shortly after, he was exposed for academic fraud, and his once-brilliant reputation was reduced to ashes. Strangely enough, my roommate's research paper suddenly won an award, catapulting her to fame and fortune. And me? I fell into her trap too. I liked her rental agency ad, and before I knew it, my world crumbled. A scandal erupted, revealing that I was the result of a mix-up at birth. It turned out she was the long-lost child of wealth and privilege—a hidden gem cast into the rough, now reclaimed by her rightful family. As for me, I was packed off to the countryside village she had escaped from and forced into a brutal marriage with an old man. My life became a living hell, and eventually, I died there, broken and forgotten. But fate wasn't done with me yet. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day my roommate begged me to like her post in exchange for yet another prize.

After an accident and miscarriage, Hansel Saddler and I are so devastated that we're both diagnosed with depression. For the next five years, I try my best to act like I'm normal as I care for him and try to cheer him up. This lasts until I overhear him speaking to the psychologist at the clinic's door. "Work's been getting busy lately, and pretending to be depressed makes it inconvenient to deal with that. Can you change my diagnosis to manic disorder?" The psychologist giggles. "You have been quite manic lately, darling. You've been making me feel really sore down there." "I can make you feel even more sore now." Then, I hear moans and groans. It turns out everything I've done over the past five years is nothing but a joke. I pull up my conversation with Colin Foster. "I agree to undergo secluded treatment deep in the mountains abroad."

On New Year's Eve, I waited at home with a box of sparklers, hoping Jake Thompson would come. Instead, an earthquake struck. Trapped under fallen debris, I prayed for his safety. Little did I know, Jake was putting on a grand fireworks display across the city for his high school sweetheart who had just returned from abroad. The whole town buzzed with excitement, wishing them a lifetime of happiness together. Meanwhile, I had lost my hearing in the disaster, with no hope of recovery. When I tried to break off our engagement and leave town, Jake stood before me, his eyes red-rimmed and pleading. I couldn't understand a word he said. I simply wished him, “May you always have a day like today, year after year.”

> “Stay still, Little Thorn… I want to taste you slowly.” His voice was velvet and ruin. His mouth, a weapon. And I—fool that I was—leaned closer. Before death wore a suit and called itself a lover, I used to believe in beauty. Before the blood. Before the runes. Before I painted the image that killed my parents—I believed my art could save me. Now I know better. I was just weeks from graduating when the painting came to me like a fever. I didn’t choose it. I didn’t plan it. My hands moved, possessed, dragging symbols I’d never seen and a face I’d never forgotten—his. Eyes red as wine. A crown pierced with thorns. And a girl in the center… me. Offering herself. I signed it with a mark I didn’t recognize. I sold it to a stranger. And days later, my parents were dead—no wounds, no reason, just... gone. The police said stress. I say fate. Now I’m being hunted by a world I didn’t know existed. Vampires with ancient courts and older grudges. Symbols that whisper in my blood. And Lucien D’Aragon—the vampire who says I summoned him with my brushstroke. That I belong to him. He says I’m his prophecy. His ruin. His Little Thorn. But I’m not just prey. Something is waking in me. Something hungry. Something I was never meant to survive. If I give in, I lose everything. If I fight, I might finally learn the truth. About my art. About my bloodline. About what really happened that night. And why he keeps whispering that I was painted for ruin... but made for him.

My Alpha mate, Ross, and I were known as the most resentful couple. He hated me for allegedly swapping his sister's antidote, which led to her death from wolfsbane poisoning. On the other hand, I despised him for turning a blind eye when my younger brother was bullied, abandoning him to die alone in the pitch-black forbidden forest. Upon hearing the news, he sneered and spoke to me for the first time in ages, "This is your karma." When I was three months pregnant, I was kidnapped by an enemy pack. As I was left bleeding from the torture and my unborn child slipping away, the enemy demanded he surrender his western territory in exchange for saving his Luna. However, he just scoffed. "It's about time to stop this act. Tell Jenny that I'm not falling for this. Don't even think of watching me make a fool of myself." In the end, I lost everything—just as he wished, as if it was my retribution. So, why did he regret everything?

Ada empat tahap dalam menghadapi duka: penolakan, kemarahan, depresi, dan penerimaan. Setiap orang berjuang dengan cara yang berbeda, dan tak semua bisa melewati tahap terakhir dengan sempurna. Juliette, setelah lima tahun berpisah dari tunangannya, Farley, merasa seolah hidupnya mulai kembali menemukan ritme saat mereka memutuskan untuk bertemu lagi. Pertemuan itu seolah sinar matahari yang menembus celah dedaunan menjelang petang. Tapi kebahagiaan itu hanya bertahan sesaat. Keesokan harinya, sesuatu yang aneh mulai terjadi. Setiap orang yang ia temui, mulai dari teman hingga keluarganya, memberikan respon seolah pertemuan itu bukanlah suatu hal yang patut dijadikan kebahagiaan. "Kenapa mereka semua bersikap begitu?" pikir Juliette, tak mengerti apa yang terjadi di sekitarnya. Apa yang sebenarnya tersembunyi di balik pertemuan mereka? Apakah Farley memang benar-benar kembali untuknya, atau ada rahasia yang lebih gelap yang menyelimuti masa lalu mereka? Perjalanan Juliette dalam menghadapi kenangan yang hilang dan kebenaran yang terpendam membawanya pada sebuah pencarian, di mana duka bukan hanya tentang kehilangan, tetapi juga tentang menemukan kembali bagian dari dirinya yang terlupakan.

Christina McQuinn, a 16-year-old witch, and her mother, once again change residence out of fear of being exposed to mortals, this time ending up in Italy. Christina is dissatisfied and fed up with constantly moving, but knowing her mother, she has to come to terms with this decision. However, the young witch does not know yet how much her life will change in this country - especially when Christina meets the mysterious Oliver.

After being reborn, I tear up my school withdrawal form. I no longer wish to become a househusband just for Eliza Stewart's sake. She messages me when she hears the news, but I blacklist her number right away. She camps outside my house to confront me, so my family and I move to a new place immediately. Eventually, she compromises by asking me to join her in Northcrest for college. That way, I can still take care of her. I go behind her back and apply to be an education major at Southwell University instead. In my previous life, she dedicated herself to everything and everyone else, except for me. This time around, I just want us to go on our separate paths and never meet again. A few years later, I set off for the rural region of Westridge to volunteer as a teacher. Eliza, who is also volunteering there, sees me. Her eyes start turning red. She grabs my hand and refuses to let go. "Don't run off this time, Matthew…"

A love life so bland she compared it to cream of wheat. When she thought it couldn't get worse, she died? She woke up in what she thought was heaven, but Saint Peter was nowhere to be found. Can this new world turn her bowl of cream of wheat into an Ice Cream Sundae? Or she was destined to become a lonely old cat lady.

Bukan hanya perempuan yang ingin di sayangi dan memerlukan sebuah perhatian, begitu pula seorang pria. Sedingin apapun Pria, hati nurani tak bisa di bohongi. Sedalam apapun ia menutupi perasaannya, Pria adalah manusia biasa. Naluri pria terkadang tidak mengetahui bagaimana perasaannya sendiri, hal ini yang membuatnya membisu. Zero, Pria muda yang terluka akan seorang wanita. Hingga membuatnya enggan dekat dengan seorang wanita. Bahkan karena emosinya ia pun terjebak dengan dunia penuh dosa. Maindset-nya mengatakan, 'Wanita hanya untuk bersenang-senang saja.' Tapi, setelah lama ia melakoni dunia hitamnya, ada suatu hal yang menarik perhatiannya. Sebuah kelembutan hati meluluhkan maindset-nya yang kukuh. Dalam sebuah kebohongan, ia menjalani dunia hitamnya di sertai dengan sebuah ikatan pernikahan. Pernikahan yang berjalan penuh dengan kebohongan itu membuatnya labil. Mau tahu cerita Zero seorang pemuas wanita bernafsu dunia? Ayo ikuti alurnya.