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Men Of Manhattan #3. Christopher Royce had a hard life since the beginning, which led him to be a withdrawn and serious man. This is further aggravated after an event that marked his life, so Christopher decides to focus only on his work, making him even more lonely if possible. Nowadays, he only trusts a couple of people because it's impossible for him to open up once more. Full of resentment, distrust and tired with the life he's living, he accepts the present his best friend gives him for his birthday: A trip to Hawaii. What Christopher doesn't expect is that this trip will become the best experience of his life when he meets Helena; a happy, outgoing, tenacious woman determined to make the man with serious face and melancholic eyes see that life is too short not to take risks. The problem will come when the trip comes to an end and they have to say goodbye and walk away.

Suamiku menyuap dokter untuk mentransplantasikan jantung yang mulanya milik putri kami ke putri teman masa kecilnya. Hari itu juga, putriku terkena serangan jantung dan meninggal di pelukanku. Sebaliknya, transplantasi jantung putri teman masa kecil suamiku berhasil. Dia begitu gembira sampai membagikan bonus untuk seluruh karyawan perusahaan. Aku sangat emosi sampai muntah darah. Dokter mengatakan aku menderita leukemia stadium lanjut. Aku tidak punya banyak waktu lagi. Aku pulang dengan hati hancur, memegang guci abu putriku. Namun, suamiku malah ingin berkeliling dunia bersama teman masa kecilnya dan juga putrinya untuk merayakan kehidupan baru mereka.

“Next time I see you, I’m not letting you walk away.” The stranger said as Nova wiped his cum off her lips. Nova was a quiet, shy, and bookish girl… also very innocent. At least, that’s what everyone thought. Until one filthy game of truth or dare in an exclusive club stripped away her innocence and left her kneeling in the dark… mouth full of a stranger’s thick cock, swallowing every drop of his release without ever knowing his name. She fled after he finished. But he didn’t forget and neither did she. And the next day, when she followed her best friend to her father’s luxurious estate for his 45th birthday dinner, she locked eyes with the last man she expected to see— The man she gave head to the night before. Her best friend’s dad. Now he knows. Now he wants her. And Nova’s filthy little secret? She wants him too.

Kutemukan ponsel baru milik Mas Bima, tapi anehnya hanya ada satu nama di sana. Pesan yang masuk membuatku shock seketika. Mungkinkah firasatku benar jika dia bermain hati dengan Dinda, adik angkatku?

Selama dua tahun pernikahannya dengan Marco, Gia selalu dipandang sebelah mata oleh keluarga suaminya. Ia diperlakukan seperti pembantu dan tidak pernah dihargai sebagai anggota keluarga. Namun, Gia menyembunyikan kekuatan dan kekuasaan yang luar biasa di balik topeng menantu lemah. Ketika Gia mengetahui bahwa Marco dan keluarganya hanya memanfaatkan kepandaiannya dalam mengurus rumah tangga, hatinya hancur. Puncak kekecewaannya terjadi saat ia menemukan bukti bahwa Marco berselingkuh. Merasa dikhianati, Gia memutuskan untuk membalas semua perlakuan buruk yang ia terima.

My best friend and I were in relationships with the brothers from the Wilson Family, and we both got pregnant at the same time. She flaunted her relationship publicly, making everyone in Junopia know that Rick had left the monastery for her. On the other hand, I kept silent about my relationship with the heir of the Wilson Family. Thus, everyone mistakenly thought I was single. That was until my best friend saw my pregnancy report. In a fit of rage, she rallied a group of friends, stormed into my dorm, and vandalized my room with food waste. "I thought you were my best friend, and here you are, trying to steal my man," she accused. Not only did she live-stream this accusation, trying to paint me as the other woman, but she also spiked my chicken soup, hoping to get rid of my unborn child. In defiance, I poured the contaminated soup over her head. "Just so you know, Rick isn't the only Wilson brother," I retorted. Later, Rayden, the man who controlled Junopia, wrapped his arm around me and declared icily, "I've heard troubling rumors about my wife being called a mistress. We need to talk."

Blurb: Disparate Utopia is an alternate universe where mythological creatures exist. It is peaceful, back then, until false information spreads like a wild fire and that's how the war started. The peace that their Ancestors buiilt was destroyed by mysterious man. The belittling of each race started. They began to chop their head off and cast spell to vanish someone's soul away from the existence. Nieves, she's an elf and one of the royalties' daughters. Her heart filled with kindness and generosity. Her presence is longing for peace, that's why she ran away from her cruel hometown and ended up being cursed as dsrk elf, but people perceived her as a witch. Nieves' dream is to create kingdom where everyone can live, despite having different races. Where everyone live without even having a thought of being attacked. Will she lends her soul for the world to commit peacefulness for everyone? Or will lend her soul to savor for her own peace?

Kairo Evel Monoxo has always been used to the life that he wants. Playing, non-committing, nagagawa niya ang lahat ng gusto niya. Nakukuha ang lahat ng nais. Until one day, he met an untamable, feisty wave along the way. He was mesmerized by it. He was challenged. He wants to hold her and have a grasp on her world. But she doesn't... A few years later and he found himself still chasing it endlessly. Still whipped and damned crazy for the thing that he has already been pursuing for years. It was the only thing that he still can't have. The only one that he can't manipulate or control. Sa patuloy na pagdami ng pagsubok sa buhay, magagawa ba niyang kamtan ang ninanais? Can trust allow you to risk yourself even when all odds are stacked against you? Kagaya ng ulan na madalas ay banayad, magagawa ba niyang hintaying tumila ito? Kahit na hindi alam kung bahaghari ba ang nasa dulo?

Langkah Hera terdengar pelan di lorong hotel. Sepatu hak pemberian tamu ke-2 ini terlalu sempit, itu sudah 5 tahun lalu, tapi ia belum mampu mengganti sepatu prada yang seperti itu . Bagi orang lain, gaun merahnya mungkin tampak mewah. Bagi Hera, itu cuma seragam. Topeng. Tangannya menggenggam erat tas kecil Hermes pemberian tamu ke-3. Di dalamnya hanya ada dompet tipis, lipstik murahan, dan kartu mahasiswa yang hampir jatuh tempo. Mahasiswa. Ya, itulah Hera di siang hari. Mahasiswi Sastra tahun akhir. Tapi di malam hari… ia menjual dirinya. Ia tidak pernah menyangka akan sejauh ini. Semua karena satu hal, uang. Adiknya butuh operasi, dan orangtuanya bahkan tak mampu bayar listrik. Hera belajar terlalu dini bahwa cerita di buku-buku tak pernah menyelamatkan orang miskin. Dan malam ini, ia harus menghadapi klien yang berbeda. Klien yang bahkan manajer tempat “kerjanya” tadi berulang-ulang, mengingatkannya, “Jangan macam-macam. Dia bukan orang biasa.” "hmm memangnya tamu seperti apa dia?" Hera menghitung jemarinya "oh, pria ini adalah tamu yang ke-9" Hera menghitung mereka untuk meyakinkan dirinya sendiri bahwa dia tidaklah semurahan itu. Managernya selalu bilang " Jangan banyak pilah pilih, untung cantik kalau tidak mah bisa gawat!" Pintu kamar 1705 terbuka otomatis. Sosok pria duduk di kursi dekat jendela, punggungnya menghadap Hera. Gelas anggur di tangannya berkilau diterpa cahaya lampu kristal. Pria itu bahkan tidak menoleh ketika Hera masuk. “Duduklah.” Suaranya berat, dalam, tapi tenang. Hera menelan ludah. Biasanya klien akan langsung tersenyum, meraba atau yang paling ekstrim langsung menerkamnya tanpa busana. Tapi pria ini? Ia hanya memandang keluar jendela, seolah keberadaan Hera bukanlah hal penting.

When I stand in the sales office and watch my best friend beat me to purchasing the foreclosed property I have my eye on, I finally know for sure that she has been reborn too. In my previous life, both my best friend and I had some savings. She invested all her money in the stock market, while I decided to buy a house to live in. Since I didn't have much savings, I ended up buying a foreclosed property where a murder had taken place. But inside the ceiling cavity, I discovered a safe containing ten million dollars in cash and over a dozen gold bars. Meanwhile, my best friend's money was trapped in the stock market. She lost everything and even ended up in debt. When she watched me move into a villa, drive luxury cars, and spend money extravagantly every day, my best friend flew into a rage. She lured me to a highway where an oncoming freight truck killed me. After my death, my soul floated in the air as I watched her and my boyfriend deceive the police together. They claimed I had been drinking and ignored traffic rules, rushing onto the highway to my own death. When I open my eyes again, I find myself back on the day I'm supposed to buy the foreclosed property.