Villa Sasak Panjang

``Aku adalah bintang yang tenggelam di jurang malam yang akan selalu dikenang oleh semua orang meski diri ini akan segera tenggelam``. Lintang Cahaya Manohara gadis cantik berbulu mata lentik bak modelling. Rambut panjang lurus seperti ekor kuda dan kulit putih bagai tepung kanji. Namun nyatanya ia memiliki perangai yang dingin dan siapa saja akan takut padanya. Tapi nyatanya dia adalah satu satunya gadis tegar jika dibandingkan dengan orang lain. Setiap kesedihan selalu terselip kebahagiaan takdir masih syg kepada nya! dia memiliki seorang Arkan yang selalu menjadi bagian dari kisah hidup nya. Tidak hanya Arkan! namun Devano anak baru di sekolah Lintang yang terkenal dengan sebutan bad boy dan cowo terkeren di sekolah barunya itu selalu ingin menjaga dan melindungi Lintang karena ia punya rasa kepada nya. Dan masih banyak lagi kisah kehidupan masa SMA yang harus dilalui oleh mereka semua. Terkadang, pahit dan manis juga hal yang tak terduga, tapi hal itu tak mengubah kita untuk menjadi penakut dan menyerah! Namun adakalanya seseorang harus pergi dan meninggal kan jejak kenangan kepada Lintang lalu siapakah itu? Arkan or Devano? Dan masih banyak lagi kisah manis diantara mereka berdua antara rasa kecemburuan, perhatian dan kepedulian mereka berdua terhadap Lintang. don't forget to always read every chapter and feel every story and the curiosity inside of you:) @Aesjennie12_

Setelah didorong oleh cinta pertama suamiku dari tangga, aku mengalami keguguran anak kedua dan akhirnya mati di sudut tangga rumah sakit pribadi milik Grup Dariawan. Menjelang ajal, putraku yang berusia enam tahun menangis sambil memohon pada ayahnya untuk menyelamatkanku. Untuk pertama kalinya, Ridwan hanya mencibir. "Sekarang ibumu pintar ya, pakai anak untuk berlagak pura-pura menyedihkan demi menipuku." Setelah itu, dia malah menepis tangan anakku dan pergi tanpa belas kasihan sedikit pun. Kedua kalinya, anakku mengatakan aku terus mengeluarkan banyak darah. Ridwan hanya berkata dengan jengkel, "Jangan berlebihan, cuma keguguran saja, bukan masalah besar. Dia itu memang paling manja!" Ridwan bahkan mengusir anakku, lalu memerintahkan dokter agar tidak boleh ada seorang pun yang merawatku. "Semua gara-gara aku terlalu memanjakannya. Kalau nggak merasakan penderitaan, dia nggak akan pernah tahu kesalahannya." Terakhir kalinya, anakku berlutut di depan Mariana sambil terus-menerus memohon. Ridwan murka dan memerintahkan pengawal untuk melempar tubuh mungil anakku yang penuh luka keluar dari ruang rawat, serta membiarkannya menjadi bahan tertawaan. "Kalau berani mengganggu Mariana lagi, aku akan segera mengusir ibumu dari Keluarga Dariawan dan dia nggak boleh bertemu denganmu selamanya!" Anakku merangkak kembali ke sisiku dengan meninggalkan bekas darah yang panjang di lantai. Kali ini, keinginanmu tercapai ... aku dan anakmu sudah menjadi mayat yang dingin. Seumur hidup, takkan pernah lagi bertemu denganmu.

21+ [WARNING] Terdapat adegan kekerasan dan adegan dewasa. Harap bijak dalam memilih bacaan! * Liu Heng nama yang awalnya dikenal sebagai sampah yang tidak bisa berkultivasi, tetapi semua itu berubah ketika dia menemukan sebuah kitab kultivasi pernapasan Raja Iblis. Itu adalah kitab kultivasi yang sangat luar biasa dan dicari banyak para cultivator. Teknik pernapasan Raja Iblis dikenal juga dengan pernapasan penghancur jiwa karena ketika mempelajarinya, maka jiwa penggunanya akan hancur dan jasadnya akan menjadi jasad tanpa jiwa. Benar saja Kitab Raja Ibli itu membuat Liu Heng hampir mati, tetapi untung saja dia bisa selamat. Dia pun memanjat tingkat kultivasi dengan cepat. Jauh lebih cepat dari kebanyakan orang, tetapi jalan yang dia tempuh sangat panjang dan berat. Dia melawan banyak musuh yang meremehkannya dan ingin membunuh dirinya. Bukan hanya sekte aliran hitam saja yang ingin membunuhnya, tetapi sekte aliran putih juga ingin membunuhnya dan merebut teknik pernapasan Raja Iblis miliknya. Banyak rahasia yang ada di dalam diri Liu Heng yang bahkan tidak dia ketahui. Dia pun perlahan menemukan siapa jati dirinya yang sebenarnya. Dia semakin lama semakin kuat dan kuat hingga tidak ada yang bisa mengalahkannya. FAQ: 1. Harem? Iya. 2. Pembunuhan? Iya. 3. NTR? Iya. 4. Gaya Bercerita Yang Pelan? Iya. 5. Cerita Dengan Ratusan Bab? Iya.

I gave up a vast fortune to be with my boyfriend Terrence. In our poorest days, we didn't even have a single grain of rice at home. Terrence went out to fight in underground rings, never surrendering once even when he was beaten black and blue. With his blood and sweat, he paved the path to our future brick by brick. In the present, his name was uttered with an undeniable tone of respect, while I was known far and wide as his missus, the woman he treasured above anyone or anything. One year, when I left the country because of a family emergency, I learned that he even started seeing a therapist due to separation anxiety. Everyone said that Terrence loved me more than life itself, and I had believed it too, wholeheartedly. Until I stood on our balcony, watching him tightly embracing another woman in the villa next door. "Even though Tanya is back, the very thought of losing you makes me lose control… I can't live without you, Mia… "If any other men ever appear by your side, I might just end up killing them…" His voice was a low rumble, tinged with a sort of unconscious madness. "B-But what about your wife? Didn't you say that she means more to you than your own life?" "Well, we just have to keep this hidden better, don't we? I want to always be with you…" My hand trembled, and I accidentally cut my hand with the fruit knife I was holding, but I felt no pain at all. To think that just one year apart was enough to shatter thirty years of love and mutual support… With trembling hands, I picked up my phone and called my mother. "Mom, I'm feeling homesick… Can you get me a new identity and a one-way ticket out of the country?"

Sa likod ng ilaw, palakpakan, at mga kantang minahal ng marami, may mga buhay na tahimik na nasisira at muling binubuo. Si Alexa Emmanuella Padilla Villa—mas kilala bilang Axelle—isang babaeng piniling magningning nang mag-isa, hiwalay sa anino ng sikat na apelyidong kanyang pinagmulan. Sa murang edad, napatunayan niya ang sarili bilang isang singer at negosyante, dala ang paniniwalang ang tagumpay ay mas matamis kapag pinaghirapan. Ngunit noong 2026, nagsimulang magbago ang lahat nang mawala sa kanilang pamilya ang kanyang kapatid isang pag-alis na puno ng lihim, sakit, at katahimikan. Ang pagkawala nito hindi lamang nag-iwan ng lungkot, kundi nagbukas ng mga sugat sa kanilang pamilya na pilit tinatakpan ng paghihinagpis. Habang patuloy ang paghahanap, natutunan ni Axelle na ang katanyagan ay hindi sapat na panangga laban sa pagkawala. Sa gitna ng paglalakbay patungong South Korea at France, isang aksidenteng banggaan ang naglapit kay Axelle at kay Ryo Red “RR” Eun, isang dating K-pop idol na may imaheng matigas ngunit may pusong puno ng sugat at responsibilidad. Ang kanilang mundo ay parehong puno ng ingay, ngunit ang koneksyon nila ay nagsimula sa katahimikan at pag-unawa. Habang unti-unting lumalabas ang mga lihim ng nakaraan sakit, mga anak na iniwan, pag-ibig na hindi natuloy napilitan si Axelle na harapin ang katotohanang ang pagmamahal hindi perpekto. Sa gitna ng trahedya, pagkawala ng magulang, kapatid, at mga kaibigang minahal, natutunan niyang ang tunay na bituin hindi lamang ang kumikislap sa entablado, kundi ang nananatiling nagniningning kahit unti-unting nauubos ang liwanag.

To scrape together enough money for tickets home on New Year’s Eve, I took on a part-time job and accidentally entered a livestream where money was being thrown around. The boy on screen had fair skin and wore a high-end knit sweater, with a luxuriously decorated villa behind him. “It’s too boring being kept here. My sugar mommy gives me more money than I can spend. Let’s do some giveaways.” Excited, I grabbed several large cash drops in a row. The money for my girlfriend’s and my tickets was almost enough. Then the boy suddenly leaned close to the camera. “She keeps saying the tear mole under my eye looks like her boyfriend’s. What bad luck, sharing the same feature as some poor loser.” My fingers trembled. I had a tear mole in the exact same spot. A comment floated by: [How could a sugar mommy’s boyfriend be poor?] The boy sneered, running a hand through his hair. “She’s just playing around. Told him she’s a million in debt, and he’s dumb enough to work and help her pay it off.” My heart went cold. My girlfriend was also supposedly a million in debt. “The funniest part is, she just spent three days with me. When she left, I asked if she still had the energy to go be with him. “She said as long as she tells him she’s going to wash dishes at a barbecue place, that idiot will feel bad and go deliver food to make some extra money overnight.” Another big cash drop came in. I had enough now. My phone rang. Wren’s voice sounded tired as she said, “Aran, the ticket money isn’t enough… I made a little over two hundred dollars washing dishes. I’ll head home now.”

The day I found out I was pregnant with twins, I saw my mate, Alpha Viggo, bringing another she-wolf to her prenatal check-up. I froze on the spot, the pregnancy report crumpling in my fist. That night, he looked at me with ice in his eyes. The same man who once kissed every inch of my body. The same man who swore he was mine and mine alone. “She’s carrying my pup. Her wolf is unstable. You will brew her calming tonics. Every single day.” “She's sensitive. She can't sleep without my scent. So move your things to the west wing. Make room for her.” The huge villa fell deathly silent. My wolf howled—a sharp, wounded cry. Pain from our mate bond ripped through my soul. But I didn't shed a single tear. I just calmly grabbed the suitcase I’d already packed and walked toward the door. The guards tried to stop me, but Viggo didn’t even glance up. “She’ll be back,” he said, swirling the wine in his glass, his Alpha arrogance on full display. “Three days. That’s all she’ll last. Her wolf will drive her mad without my touch. She’ll come crawling back, begging.” The pack members and allies who had come for our ceremony erupted in laughter. A few of them even made a bet right in front of me, wagering a million-dollar aurora ore mine. They bet I’d be torn apart by the fear of going rogue and be on my knees by midnight, begging Viggo to let me back in. But they had no idea. My birth father had already secretly sent our family token. My pack was already waiting. This time, I would shatter our bond for good.

Clarisa Amanda, gadis berusia 19. Clarissa memiliki paras wajah nan cantik, rambut panjang dan lurus. Clarissa memiliki rambut berwarna kecoklatan dan kulit yang putih. Clarissa hanyalah gadis yang merindukan kasih sayang seorang ibu. Clarissa dititipkan ibunya di panti asuhan setelah perceraian ayah dan ibunya. Pada saat itu Clarissa berusia 6 tahun. gadis kecil itu selalu menunggu Ibunya datang untuk menjenguk ataupun menjemputnya. Namun apa yang terjadi Penantian Clarissa bertahun-tahun hanya sia-sia ibunya tidak pernah datang untuk menjemputnya di panti. Setelah Clarissa lulus SMA Clarissa memutuskan untuk datang ke Jakarta mencari ibunya. Namun apa yang terjadi, disaat Clarissa ingin mencari keberadaan ibunya Clarissa harus bertemu dengan pria yang bernama Fathir Atmaja yang berstatus sebagai bosnya. Clarissa tidak pernah menduga bahwa pertemuannya dengan bosnya akan merubah takdir hidupnya. Fathir Atmaja, Pria berusia 30 tahun. Pria beristri dan memiliki 2 orang anak. Menjadi seorang pengusaha yang tampan dan juga sukses. Memiliki istri seorang artis yang memiliki wajah cantik dan sempurna. Fatir memiliki sepasang anak yang lucu-lucu namun semua itu tidak mampu membuat Fathir bahagia. Hingga Pria itu melakukan suatu kesalahan yang tanpa disengajanya. Karena kesalahannya itulah yang membuat gadis yang bernama Clarissa harus menjadi istri keduanya. Bagaimana kisah Clarissa selanjutnya. Jangan lupa ikuti ya.

At twenty-eight, I held the dubious honor of being the last unmarried socialite on New York's Upper East Side. Everyone around me was growing increasingly anxious about my single status. In my previous life, my mother arranged a matchmaking cocktail party, where I was told to choose a husband from ten handpicked elite bachelors. I bribed the event planner to place Mark West's profile at the very top—and as I had hoped, I chose him. After we married, Mark treated me with what seemed like tender affection. He even bought me an oceanfront villa in the Hamptons, making me believe I had finally found true love. But that illusion shattered the day I was nine months pregnant, just hours away from giving birth. Mark drove a scalpel straight into my abdomen—then, right in front of me, hurled our newborn onto the floor. "If you hadn't forced me into this marriage with your family's power, Sofia wouldn't have been heartbroken enough to go drinking and get drugged and assaulted. This… this is what you owe her!" He tossed the scalpel aside, then calmly let his private doctor pin down my blood-soaked body. I fought through excruciating pain for six agonizing hours, until I finally bled to death. Afterward, Mark dumped my corpse into the Hudson River. But for Sofia, he hosted a grand funeral—funded with my money, under my name—and paraded himself to the world as a grieving, devoted widower. Given a second chance at life, I refused to step foot in that cursed matchmaking event. Instead, I went straight to my mother with a demand: marry me to Robert Black—the most ruthless, cold-blooded titan of Wall Street, whose scarred face was feared by all. In the end, stripped of my financial backing, Mark's hedge fund collapsed. He became a disgraced fraudster, spat on by everyone on Wall Street.

Engagée comme nounou par Lysander Vale, un milliardaire aussi glacial qu’obsessionnel, Salomé Azur n’a rien de la gouvernante modèle. Avec ses Docs Martens, son franc-parler et un regard qui enflamme les silences, elle débarque dans la vie feutrée du magnat avec une seule intention : le faire craquer, pierre à pierre. Lysander Vale contrôle tout — ses affaires, ses employés, ses pulsions. Il a installé des caméras partout dans la villa, persuadé que cette fille au sourire insolent cache quelque chose. Ce qu’il découvre, nuit après nuit, écran après écran, est bien plus dangereux : Salomé Azur sait qu’il la regarde. Et elle joue. D’un geste trop lent en retirant ses collants après une longue journée. D’une robe d’été qui glisse sur son épaule en pleine chaleur. D’un regard appuyé, chargé de ce qu’elle lui ferait s’il osait descendre de sa tour d’ivoire. Mais ce jeu de pouvoir brûlant se corse quand l’attirance devient obsession. Lysander Vale ne veut plus seulement la regarder : il veut la toucher, la posséder, l’entendre dire son prénom dans le noir. Et Salomé , qui croyait mener la danse, découvre que faire perdre le contrôle à un homme qui n’a jamais rien lâché pourrait bien l’emporter elle-même… dans un tourbillon où désir et pouvoir s’entrechoquent jusqu’à l’incandescence.