Villa Sayang

Alana Zahira Malik seorang yatim piatu yang merelakan cintanya, demi sang kakak agar mendapatkan cinta dan kasih sayang dari ibu sambungnya. Namun, Shayne tidak memcintai kakak Alana, dia bersikeras agar dirinya dan Alana tidak putus. Tetapi, Alana tetap bersikeras agar Shayne mau menerima lamaran dari Ayra, yang ternyata adalah kakak tiri Alana.

Kehidupan sehari-sehari nya sudah cukup berat dan mencekik. Myli harus bekerja keras untuk melunasi hutang kedua orang tua nya yang telah meninggal karena bunuh diri. Hingga suatu hari ia mendapatkan tawaran yang dapat merubah hidup nya dalam satu malam. Namun sayang nya bukan bahagia yang ia dapatkan. Akan kah Myli dapat bertahan?

"Sayang sekali jika buku ini tidak dibaca, Fen!" Celoteh Huja sembari meletakkan buku sejarah sihir Mesir. "Hmm, Mungkin akan kubaca nanti," Fenhrir masih sibuk dengan roti basah yang terhidang. "Baiklah, simpan buku ini Fen! kau pasti membutuhkannya saat melawan penyihir diluar sana." Huja ikut menikmati roti basah yang terhidang di meja makan.

After losing his beloved fiancée to an accident; Jaden Keystone, the youngest billionaire in the country closes his heart never to be opened again. Nineteen year old Anna Alexander isn’t everyone’s favorite girl but everyone’s topic when it comes to gossip. Being beautiful, smart, audacious and ridiculously stubborn weren’t qualities that made up a woman and ironically; the last person to care about this opinions was Anna. If life could spiral in the wrong direction; living in the Keystone Villa preparing to get married to rich and mean Jaden wasn’t definitely the direction Anna thought life could spin to. Her determination to save her father, his compromise to save his family’s name; the two bitter souls were not trying to make their marriage work. But when Jaden barges into Anna undressing and finds it hard to take his eyes off her; their relationship further spirals into the unknown. Surrendering to a lifetime of animosity or opening their hearts; were options for Jaden and Anna.

Pernikahan yang tiba-tiba digelar membuat pria ini tidak begitu peduli dengan istrinya. Namun, setelah pertemuan pertamanya membuatnya mau untuk sedikit membuka diri, tetapi saat berhasil ditaklukan, tanpa dia sadari, dia telah membuat istrinya terluka. Sikap kekanak-kanakan istrinya justru selalu membuatnya membuatnya kecanduan dengan sosok itu. Namun sayang banyak luka yang dia torehkan.

Chaca dan Malik tumbuh bersama di panti asuhan. Hubungan mereka begitu dekat layaknya kakak dan adik. Malik remaja begitu sayang dan melindungi adik angkatnya itu. Meski harus mengorbankan keselamatannya sendiri. Namun saat mereka melarikan diri dari panti, sebuah insiden mengerikan terjadi. Mereka terpisah dan kehilangan satu sama lain. Setelah dewasa, takdir kembali mempertemukan mereka. Ketika mereka telah mengenali satu sama lain, Malik masih begitu sayang dan menganggap Chaca seperti dulu. Begitu posesif hingga takut kehilangan gadis yang sudah dianggapnya seperti adik kandung tersebut. Namun berbeda dengan Chaca. Penampilan Malik yang tumbuh sempurna membuat pandangannya berbeda. Dai jatuh cinta pada pria tampan dan gagah lagi kaya raya itu. Bagaimana kisah cinta mereka? Apakah pada akhirnya Malik memiliki perasaan yang sama dengan sikap arogan dan posesifnya selama ini? Ini novel pertamaku. Dan aku belum bisa move on hingga detik ini. Apa kamu juga akan jatuh cinta dengan Malik?

Sejak kecelakaan lalu lintas itu kehidupan Renata jadi berubah 180 derajat. Dia menderita lumpuh dari pinggul ke bawah sehingga harus duduk di kursi roda, rahimnya pun juga harus di angkat. Bagas yang semula sayang dan perhatian kini acuh tak acuh dengan Renata. Dapatkah Renata melewati semua ini dan bangkit? Baca ceritanya hanya di sini...

“Like we both know… you’re my tool, I am the handyman, and I’ll use you as I wish…” He growled glowering down at me as his hand gripped my waist. “You’re not human Hardy” I shook my head letting the tears fall. “We’ll see about that,” He said as his entire mouth aggressively covered mine. Joanne McCaine’s night suddenly went from normal to Bizarre, after being taken against her will the night of her best friend’s birthday, and to a villa owned by Hardy, a Ruthless billionaire who lived a secretive but yet mercurial life. Not knowing why she was suddenly kidnapped, Joanne soon learned that her best friend, Bailey and her father were in Hardy’s debt and Bailey had written Joanne off as payment in her place. Now wrongfully held as Hardy’s hostage, Joanne became not only his tool for revenge but also the center of attention of pleasure for Hardy after shaking his world- - .*

When Callum abandoned me, feverish and shivering on a mountain road, just to watch a meteor shower with the young woman he had raised, I decided to divorce him. His good friend, Emmet, advised him to try winning me back. "Look Cal, sisters are sisters, but a wife takes priority. You’d better not mix up what matters most." Callum, however, dismissed the idea with a confident smile. "She’s bluffing. Does she really think she’ll go through with the divorce?" "All these years, I’ve given her a place to belong. Without me, she wouldn’t even have a home. Leave me? She wouldn’t dare.  "Just wait. Before the cooling-off period ends, she’ll come back crying and begging me to take her in."  But thirty days passed, and I never looked back. While he scoured the world searching for me, I sipped tea in a misty mountain villa, utterly at peace. "James," I remarked to my step-brother, "your place truly feels like home."

How rich could a person get? My husband was extremely wealthy. The world knew him as Yvan Ellison, the person who owned nearly half of Ember City's real estate. In the five years of our marriage, he would transfer a property to my name whenever he went out for a rendezvous with his true love. By the time I owned ninety-nine properties, he suddenly realized that I had changed. I no longer cried or caused a scene. I did not beg him to stay home. I simply chose the best villa in Ember City, held the property transfer agreement in my hands, and waited for him to sign. When he finally did, he showed the first hint of softness in years. "When I get back, I'll take you to see the fireworks." I obediently put the agreement away and gave a soft hum. I just did not tell him that this time, the document he signed… was our divorce papers.