Vers Adalah

Xincere Calliope Monroe was a Psychology student who has a captivating look that was greatly noticeable. She had a childhood neighbor named Zachary Flynn Williams, he was a well-known basketball player at the Psalms Eastern University. They used to go to the same school together since first grade. His undeniable looks were able to get any girl he wanted. He was secretly in love with her, but used to be so mean to her. Will they let anyone come between them, or will they finally accept and admit their feelings for each other to prove that after all, it's going to be the both of them?

She wears a mask everyday to hide her insecurities by being cheerful. She always felt inferior to her sister who's perfect in everything unlike her. Her life took a complete u turn when she met "Him"......AIDEN PARKER. He's the most handsome man she ever met. He's tall, handsome, hot, he's perfect. If only he hadn't been such a cocky, annoying and arrogant prick. "I haven't noticed it till now. Nice butt, you're looking hot." he commented making her feel annoyed than she already is. "Seriously!? I can't believe that you're flirting with me. Last time I remember, you were dying to get back with my sister." He winked at her instead of giving a reply, and that act alone made her scoff in disbelief. "What a cocky bastard he is!" She mumbled under her breathe. What would happen if they had to be in a relationship with each other? She's a person who always keeps watering her insecurities while he's a man who is just so full of himself. Will he help her to shine brighter?

The world was glorious, shining like gold in the middle of the universe as people raised their toasts, celebrating the victory they had. However, the victory they achieved turned out to be a nightmare. The victors swung their blades as the blood of their own kin spread on the floor. The victors did everything, no matter how cruel it is, just to achieve victory. In the end, the world was like a paradise—a deceptive paradise everyone thought was glorious . . . but it isn't. It was fiendish. Maximaze was a child from the lowest level of civilization, a slave of the superiors. Maze just wanted a peaceful life with her mother, Sybil, while desiring to find her father who was separated from them since the day she was born. Until one day, an old friend of her parents entered her life and gave her an opportunity to study. However, there was a condition. Maze needed to be one of the candidates to become a Death Judge and travel the world. Her desire for peace made her continue the ruthless road of becoming the Death Judge. Her quiet yet terrific life with her mother before became more chaotic—worse than slavery. As she wandered the world, she found out the truth. Maze's dreams shattered into pieces—nightmares kept visiting her, day and night. Since that day, she received a horrific reminder.

Lara Via Smith has inlove with Cole Aiden Miller, the cold and heartless man. She confessed her feelings on her debut day, he was her last dance. But he broke her heart. It was their first and last dance It was the last time she would take a glance To the man she love for a long time, and that time she give up for taking another chance.

Chalondra Chalya Ellordi, is an 18-years-old girl, trapped in forbidden love with an adult man that adrift twenty years old above her -Dominic. She called the man as her 'Sugar Daddy'. His father was furious not only because their age's gap, but also because Dominic is the son of their family's business rival. Chalondra just realized that love doesn't always belongs one each other.

Francesca only had one thing on her mind: escaping the hell that is her husband, Alpha Stefano. But it wasn't an easy feat, and more difficult years went by until she found hope in her mate, Alpha Tristan. It had long been scarred and hidden, but Tristan somehow effortlessly opened Francesca's heart again. And even as the world turned against them, she could only be certain of one thing: their love is stronger than all the forces of the universe.

Mia has always been in love with Erik. He was her first love. He was and will always be her one great love. But no one knows about that. That was and always been her deepest secret. He was the King of the Night. And she was his Queen. But that only lasted for hours and yet the greatest night of her life. Ten years later they met again. And this time Erik is very much willing to fulfill his promise of marrying her. That was despite the fact that her partner Bernie is coming after her.

When there is death, there is revival. But dear Eva was revived by a demon named Adam, claiming that her soul is his' alone. Despite of the oddity, there is something about this roguish demon who just came into her life--- the familiarity... Yes... the feeling of knowing him for a very long time after seeing him just this once. What might it be?

Seraphine Hale, a genius musician, announces her return to the country. When a reporter asks whether she's back for her first love, she smiles icily. "Are you talking about that trash? It wouldn't be any of my business even if he were to drop dead tomorrow." What she doesn't know is that I've already been dead for close to a decade.

I was five months pregnant when my husband, James Fletcher, allowed his mistress to invade our lives—on the very night of our wedding anniversary. But she didn’t just come to flaunt her presence. She came to take my life. Pregnant and vulnerable, I confronted her, desperately clinging to my dignity. But the fight ended with me tumbling down the staircase, my swollen belly crashing against the cold, hard ground. Blood seeped across the floor, vivid and unrelenting. James only arrived after hearing about his precious mistress’ ordeal. He stood there, staring at the pool of blood, at my broken body. But instead of helping me, he rushed to her side. She had nothing but a few superficial scratches, yet he swept her off to the hospital like she was the one dying. By the time he returned, my child was gone. The doctors barely managed to save me. And what did James do? He struck me in front of everyone, his words sharper than the sting of his hand. "Lisa only wanted to bring you a Christmas gift, and you attacked her out of nowhere! You shameless witch!" “She didn’t force her way in! What nonsense! I gave her the house key ages ago. You just can’t stand that she’s prettier and kinder than you!" “You didn’t just hurt her. You killed my child! You vile, despicable woman. Why couldn’t it have been you instead?” Lisa stood beside him, pretending to comfort him while flashing me a smug, victorious smirk. James’s vicious tirade didn’t stop there. He dragged my name onto the internet, painting me as a monster.