Turun Lift 6 Lantai Lawannya

Terjadi kebakaran di TK dan putriku yang berusia empat tahun berada di dalamnya. Aku berulang kali memberi tahu suamiku yang merupakan seorang pemadam kebakaran, "Nea ada di kelas tengah di lantai dua!" Namun, dia dengan kesal berkata, "Aku tahu kamu hanya ingin menghentikanku menyelamatkan putri Stella, bisakah kamu nggak begitu jahat?" "Stella sangat rapuh, aku nggak bisa melihatnya kehilangan putrinya." "Kalau dia kehilangan putrinya, dia pasti nggak ingin hidup lagi!" Malam itu, dia keluar dari gedung yang terbakar sambil memeluk putri wanita pujaan hatinya, Stella Prisa, dan menjadi seorang pahlawan. Saat tengah malam, aku masih memeluk kotak abu putri kami dan menangis sampai pingsan, sedangkan dia tetap menemani Stella. "Haris, aku akan membuatmu menyesal seumur hidup!"

Sebelum acara pernikahan, aku sudah hamil lebih dari dua bulan. Hendra yang saat itu sedang setengah mabuk, mengelus perutku sambil bercanda, “Ria, aku…aku belum siap jadi ayah. Gimana kalau… kita tidak usah punya anak dulu?” Hatiku yang sudah mati menjawab dengan tenang, “Boleh.” Di kehidupan lampau, aku bersikeras ingin melahirkan anak ini, sedangkan Klara Sartika justru mengalami keguguran yang membuatnya sulit hamil. Karena hal ini, Hendra mulai membenciku. Bersikap dingin terus setelah menikah denganku. Bahkan, putra yang susah payah kulahirkan itu pun merengek ingin menjadikan Klara sebagai ibunya. Setelah itu, aku mengalami kecelakaan mobil dan pendarahan parah. Tapi sepasang ayah dan anak itu pun hanya melewatiku dengan tatapan dingin. Hanya demi bergegas menemani Klara melahirkan. Di lantai atas, aku mati kehabisan darah. Di lantai bawah, mereka sedang bersenang-senang menyambut kedatangan anggota keluarga baru. Jadi di kehidupan baru ini, aku akan mementingkan diriku sendiri. Aku menelepon direktur dan berkata, “Aku bersedia ikut serta dalam penelitian ke daerah kutub.”

Dyara menepi dari jalan yang dia lalui, sambil menyusuri gang kecil menuju rumahnya. Air mata Dyara turun tanpa bisa dicegah ketika mengingat ayahnya meninggalkan dunia ini setelah menikahkan dirinya dengan seseorang yang tidak dia cintai sama sekali. Sambil menyusut air yang mengalir semakin deras dimatanya. Kini Dyara tidak memiliki penguat hatinya lagi. Mamanya sudah tidak peduli lagi dengannya, kesibukan Mama dengan teman-teman arisannya banyak menyita waktu. Dyara sendiri harus bisa memenuhi kebutuhan hidupnya tanpa bergantung pada suaminya. Sekarangpun suaminya entah dimana. Mungkin ini yang ingin disampaikan almarhum ayahnya agar Dyara tidak menerima lamaran Arsya. Namun ibu Dyara kukuh ingin anaknya menikah dengan Arsya. Dyara menghentikan langkahnya ketika sudah sampai dirumah kontrakannya. Sambil menunduk sedih, Dyara mengambil air dingin dikulkas. Tenggorokannya sudah terlalu kering, apalagi tadi sepanjang jalan sambil menangis membuatnya semakin merasa haus. Dyara ingin sekali ke makam ayahnya mengadu tentang kesedihannya. Mertua yang diharapkan bisa menjadi pengganti orangtuanyapun tidak bisa dijadikan tempat bersandar. Dyara menghela nafasnya pelan, ingatannya kembali pada masa sebelum ayahnya tiada. Beliau sosok yang patut diteladani, sayang pada anak-anaknya dan bertanggungjawab penuh pada keluarganya. Sosok yang selalu dinantikan kepulangannya, tempat mengadu dan berkeluh kesah.

"Jangan begitu, kita benar-benar nggak bisa begitu, aku ini ibumu..." Karena pernah mengalami kecelakaan, suamiku tidak bisa melakukan kegiatan biologisnya, hal ini sering membuatku menderita dan menangis tersedu-sedu di tengah malam. Putriku sangat mengasihiku, dia bahkan meminta menantuku datang dan membantuku mengatasi kebutuhan khusus ini. Saat tengah malam sewaktu suamiku sudah tertidur lelap, menantuku bahkan naik ke ranjang dan menindihku. "Kamu! Cepat turun! Ayahmu..." Melihat suamiku yang tertidur pulas, mulutku memang menolak tidak mau, tetapi badanku... "Ayah nggak akan terbangun, tenang saja." Begitu dia mengatakannya, langsung mengangkat kedua pahaku dengan kasar.

"I, Zade Matthews, Alpha of the High-claw pack, reject you, Sierra Whitmore, to be my mate and Luna to my pack. You are to work here and obey every command and to accept my rejection" Nobody wants to hear the word rejection. Especially when you're not even strong enough to handle the aftermath of it. At 18, I had just got my wolf, Mina. I was not supposed to mate with an Alpha. I'm an Omega living an Omega life. But the moon-goddess had other ideas, and I was mated to the cruellest of Alphas there is. I'm what they would call a slave to the pack. In other words. I was dispensable if they didn't want or need me. So, when I was invited for breakfast with the Alpha, my mate, I should have taken that as my first red flag. I have never eaten with them. Even when my parents were alive. 6 Years later, just after my 24th birthday, the mate-less Gala was just around the corner once again, and I was tired. Emotionally and physically tired. I had nothing to live for. I had nothing to hope for. Every Omega knows they don't get a second chance at love and every omega had to accept that. That was simply our fate. So, being assigned to accommodate Alpha Nikolai's room was not one of my top things to enjoy, but here I was. Five minutes was all I wanted to have to myself when cleaning the room on the very top floor for the Alpha of all Alphas, so I stopped and sat down to rest my aching body. And cried. Only...the scent of all scents hits me. His scent. Alpha Nikolai Anderson. He doesn't know me, but he chooses to love me. He chooses me.

Being a Vampires pet is a fate no Human wants to endure… I was 6 years old when my parents were killed and I was taken to the pet store. A 6 year old cannot make choices for herself, so why am I punished for something my parents did? This question haunts me. Instead of playing outside with other kids, I was groomed and trained to obey my Master… I was to be the perfect pet. A maid, a sexual partner, a nurse, a blood bag… Anything my Master wanted, that was what I was expected to give. Obedience… That is what the Ringmaster prided herself on with her selection. She didn't get so lucky with me. Madame Vienna and I clashed hardcore. I learned quickly not to speak out of turn, but it didn't stop me from throwing a snarky remark here and there when I felt that I was healed enough to handle another punishment. This may be the only reason I lasted so long without being sold. But my time had come. I was on display for the world to see. Tattered and torn, but it didn't seem to matter to the man with the rose gold eyes who made the Vampires tremble without even saying a single word… What kind of creature was he to cause this type of reaction in an apex predator? I clenched my eyes shut as he brought me to the counter to check out. "Come, Ambrosia." The man purred after a moment. Shaking, I followed him, trying to take in any and every small detail of the outside world… "You can do this. Pretend it's just a bad dream… You know how to survive." I whispered to myself, as I followed my new Master to what was sure to be my death.

Jessy Angelica Dimetri must be willing to replace Lenny Angela Dimetri, her twin sister who becomes David's wife. Lenny ran off with another man on her wedding day to David Lebron. The man Lenny has been dating for 6 years, a cool guy with a million charms who can conquer any girl's heart. David unexpectedly asks Jessy to be his wife, for at least a year. At first Jessy refused it but David begged and promised that their marriage would only be for a year, no more than that. Feeling sorry and at the same time not wanting David to be embarrassed by the way Lenny had left him on their wedding day. Jessy was really confused what should she do? On the one side she understood David's situation but on the other side she already had a boyfriend, Kyle. And after considering the pros and cons, there is no other choice Finally, Jessy was forced to accept David's offer, the offer to be the man's wife, Jessy decided to be the surrogate wife for a year Jessy feels that this is destiny that she must go through, because in reality nothing happens by chance in this world.

"Sir, is there a problem?" I lift my face flooded with tears and snot to this person held in front of me. She is handing me disposable tissues and I take them from her hands while thanking her. I clean tears from my face. The stranger sits next to me on the public bench where I am sitting. I suddenly feel ashamed to have been caught by a stranger crying, moreover a woman. I then tell her with my head down "I'm sorry that you attended this pathetic spectacle!" "It's nothing. It happens to everyone to have problems in life. And believe me, it is advisable to cry to evacuate your pain. "She said to comfort me. "Thank you!" "So why are you crying? What is your problem with as for you? I'm sure there must be a solution." The young lady asked, while sitting next to me, in a sympathetic tone. "I don't really believe that there is a solution to my problem. Unless a large sum of money falls to me miraculously from the sky. " I replied, looking desperate. "Then marry me!" Such was the declaration of this young woman. I may have been in a desperate search for money, but she was mad to make me such an offer. Dinam is a young man desperately looking for a job. His mother having been diagnosed with blood cancer, he is ready to do anything to find the money to pay for therapy, even if it means marrying against his will. Believing to get out of misery thanks to this marriage, Dinam does not know that he was throwing himself directly into the mouth of the wolf. Conspiracies and low blows from his wife's stepmother will now be his daily life.

Langit kelabu, sesekali menampakkan kilatan di jauh sana, setelah gelegar bunyinya masuk ke pendengaran. Walaupun hujan akan turun, tapi tidak meredam bunyu pantulan basket di tengah lapangan. Bola yang dipantulkan, tetapi hati yang terpacu. Dari sinilah semua dimulai.

Бедность, равнодушие матери, предательство мужчины, беременность – жизнь Ксении похожа на ад. И в самый тяжелый момент она попадает под машину, что в результате обернулось удачей, путевкой в новую жизнь, даруя перспективы и желанные возможности. Дмитрий – профессиональный боксер, занимается охранным бизнесом. Он едет к вдове своего отца, планируя разобраться с наглой, маленькой, корыстной женщиной, претендующей на то, что ей не положено, как, впрочем, и ее ребенку. Столкновение неизбежно, взрыв гарантирован, но что принесет их встреча, ведь страсть и любовь не дремлют? Серия книг "ТОЛЬКО МОЯ" - 6