Ulcerated Tree Spirit Weakness

Being unable to shift into a werewolf can really takes its toll on someone. But for Lily, she's gotten used to it. Sure, she'd love to run along with her pack instead of jumping from tree to tree like a squirrel but what can a person do? Get kidnapped of course

Kisah cinta pria terkaya keturunan Tionghoa dengan seorang guru yang hidup sederhana bernama Fahima. Berawal dari kekaguman hingga peristiwa pecahnya guci pernikahan keluarga yang berarti kesialan membuat Michael bertekad untuk menikahi Fahima karena ia sangat takut dengan nasib sial. Wanita itu memberi banyak alasan untuk menolak Michael karena perbedaan keyakinan, prinsip dan gaya hidup. Fahima yang tidak ingin meninggalkan pulau Bangka dan Michael yang harus menetap di Jakarta karena mengurus perusahaan dan bisnisnya, tetapi pria itu tidak menyerah dan tetap berusaha untuk mendapatkan Fahima yang ia anggap sebagai penangkal kesialan yang ia alami akibat Guci yang pecah. Pengalaman spiritual yang terjadi begitu saja tanpa disengaja membawa mereka terus bersama. Bagaimana kisah cinta dua insan yang Tuhan ciptakan dengan banyak perbedaan ini? Apakah mereka akan bersatu? Atau ada pria lain yang lebih pantas untuk Fahima?

Perusahaan Bramasta diserang oleh hacker hebat. Pria itu harus membayar mahal agar bisa mengembalikan reputasi perusahaan dan nama baiknya. Sang hacker adalah Aqeela yang merupakan putri kedua dari Anggara. Dia memiliki kakak beda ibu yang seorang dokter terkenal bernama Alina dan telah dijodohkan dengan Bramasta. Bagaimana hubungan yang akan terjalin antara Bramasta, Alina dan Aqeela? Konflik apa yang akan mereka alami?

Keyla kehilangan nenek tercinta sehingga terpaksa pindah ke Tiongkok untuk bertemu dengan ibunya yang bekerja sebagai TKW. “Pilih jadi pelayan atau kekasihku?” tanya Kai yang merupakan majikan sang ibu. Keyla dihadapkan pada dua pilihan menjadi kekasih atau pelayan Kai. Dia pun masih terperangkap dengan Jun yang merupakan keponakan Kai serta duda kaya bernama Chen. Bagaimana perjuangan Keyla bertahan di negara Tirai Bambu dengan kehidupan yang bebas hampir tanpa batas?

My billionaire husband suffered from chronic insomnia for years. Only the sleep balm I made could help him sleep. On the night of our seventh wedding anniversary, his childhood sweetheart poured a basin of scalding water over the old camphor tree in our garden. I wept and tried to save the tree as she apologized, “I didn’t know you used its leaves to make the sleep balm.” My husband gently comforted her and ordered his men to tie me to the tree trunk instead. “What a precious tree. You’ll spend the rest of your days with it!” With my wrist fractured as a result, I filed for divorce immediately. A month later, my husband was unable to sleep late one night. He stood in the garden and stared at the withered camphor tree.

It's already passed 10pm when she walk along the narrow street to go home from somewhere. While she's walking on the side walk, she suddenly passed on a strange nearby abandoned building near the rainforest not too far from where she is. She stopped from walking when she notice that there was something different on the sky, she didn't know if she was just hallucinating or she just saw a light from it. But in a moment of realization, there was really a light on the sky that opened which she can't bear to stare. It's so painful in the eyes and it's really glamorous. A moment later, the light was vanished and there was a faint cry. The cry bacame louder until she notice that it was a voice of a man. A man who obviously suffering from the most painful thing. She composed herself from what she just saw earlier as she started to walk slowly to the direction where she heard the cry. Her legs brought her at the back of the abandoned building when she heard a heavy breathing behind the big tree as her heart begin to pound. "Is anybody here?" She said as she walk closer to the big tree, when she felt something who passed through her. She didn't recognize if what was it because it was too fast. When she reach the big narra tree, she took a peek on it that made her heart pound more. There was nothing behind the big tree but a blood on the ground with a soaked silky gray beautiful feathers.

When Dylan Sullivan took a new type of hallucinogen, I was forced to give myself to him to curb the effects. Innately fertile, I got pregnant, giving birth to fraternal twins—a boy and a girl—after marrying him. However, Dylan refused to let them call him daddy, drinking away the nights while staring at the picture of his one true love. Then, on our tenth anniversary, he locked us up in the basement and burnt us to death. As it turns out, he remained hung up on that moment when I saved him all this time, stubbornly convinced I intervened when he was vulnerable to satisfy my ambitions. That in turn drove a rift between himself and his one true love, whose heartbreak led to psychosis and the accident that killed her. But I somehow opened my eyes to find myself alive, returning to the day Dylan took the hallucinogen by mistake. This time, I let his one true love have him, while I headed towards the study…

"I would do anything to have you back, even if it means fighting the Gods" Armando Russo, a name that struck fear into the hearts of many who crossed his path. He strode into the room with an air of confidence that demanded attention, his sharp Italian-cut suit exuding power and authority. His dark, piercing eyes were windows into a calculating mind, a mind that had made him a force to be reckoned with in the world of business and beyond. Weakness? He had none. Until she came into his life- the daughter of his business rival whom he despises the most. Aurora Vero, a name that conjured a different kind of aura in the world of high-profile events. She entered any room with a grace that was both captivating and commanding. Dressed in elegant couture, she wore her status as a badge of honour, but it was her charisma that truly set her apart. With a smile that could light up the darkest corners of a room, she exuded a warmth that belied the fierce spirit within. What happens when such two different personalities are forced to tie a knot? Will Armando accept Aurora as his wife or keep his resentment towards her forever ?

"Sierraaaaa… oh sieerrrraaa… where are you??? Enough of your hide and seek already. You should come out so we will play my favorite game." I heard that masculine voice again and I froze into my place. I looked at the girl who had saved me. She was shivering with fear. "No, he is here. We need to hide. If he sought us, he would play his games again. We need to hide." She whispered and jumped inside the tree. The log of the tree was very big. And with the big hole, Sierra was able to hide inside its log. I also jumped into the tree and hid myself from that devil. His voice was more scary than the demons. I have not seen his face ever. But I could imagine his demonic face with the scary voice he had. "Don't worry, Sierra. The angels are coming. They will rescue you."

The tree I fell from was rotten. It's leaves were rotten, it's bark was rotten, and it's roots were rotten. Unfortunately, I am an apple that didn't fall far from that rotten tree. I was groomed in the shadow of that rotten tree and sprayed with poison to ensure I would be nothing but it's germinated seed. My earliest memories are dark and painful. My most vibrant memories are coated in crimson red and shame. The small pieces of my soul that I kept hidden and protected are the only parts of myself I can tolerate. The rest of who I am... The despicable trash that haunts my dreams... I hate. Death is the only answer to my life. Not love. I don't deserve love. A tainted apple is never put amongst the ripe juices apples. It is thrown away, discarded... As I should be.