What Are The Lines On Naruto's Face

Sebuah pernikahan tiba-tiba mengikat Arika dengan Pandu, pria penuh rahasia yang tak pernah ia kenal. Di balik ciuman pertama mereka yang dingin, tersembunyi masa lalu berdarah dan permainan kekuasaan yang mengintai setiap langkah. Ketika cinta mulai tumbuh di antara peluru dan pengkhianatan, Arika harus memilih: mempercayai lelaki yang menikahinya tanpa cinta, atau membunuhnya untuk bertahan hidup. Sementara dunia memburu mereka, rahasia masa lalu perlahan terungkap—mengancam memisahkan cinta yang baru saja terasa indah. Mampukah Arika dan Pandu bertahan hidup ... atau justru akan menghilang selamanya dari dunia ini? Cinta mereka mungkin dapat bersemi, tapi cinta tersebut tumbuh di tempat yang salah.

Alianne Casper Villarreal, a naughty little perverted ghost who loves to tease everyone around her. For her, dying gives her nothing but a complete freedom, but her belief changed when she meets Regan. He make her wants to live again for him. Regan Heaven Co, a business man who fear ghosts a lot. He always think that dying is the most awful thing to happen to every people in this world, but meeting Alianne was a life-changing experience for him. He wishes to die for her. Every single line of life tells a different stories, and there is no such assurance wether or not it'll turns out good as the beginning or bad as a chaotic ending. Would they rather die, or stay alive?

Seorang lelaki yang trauma karena masa lalu dikhianati oleh kekasihnya, mendapat surat misterius dari masa depan dan bertanya-tanya siapa sipengirim surat karena apa yang ditulis selalu benar dengan apa yang akan atau telah terjadi, dan sipengirim surat tersebut adalah dirinya dimasa depan. Apakah yang terjadi? Kenapa pria tersebut mendapatkan surat dari dirinya dimasa depan?

Demi menghilangkan kegelisahan sang ibu, Selena Brawijaya, gadis berusia 24 tahun yang merupakan seorang novelis, akhirnya menikah dengan seorang lelaki asing yang sama sekali tak dikenalnya. Lelaki berparas menawan yang memiliki karir gemilang sebagai seorang tentara. Yang sayangnya, ia memiliki trauma mendalam yang telah mengakar kuat dalam dirinya. Janji suci di depan penghulu pun seakan hanyalah ritual belaka, layaknya cangkang kosong tanpa isi. Lantas, apa yang akan dilakukan Selena dengan status ikatan suami-istri yang mereka miliki di saat ia memiliki keyakinan kuat bahwa apa pun yang terjadi dalam hidupnya bukanlah suatu kebetulan? Tak butuh waktu ribuan tahun bersama untuk menyadarinya. Karena di detik yang sama saat ia tahu dirinya tak lagi mampu menolak takdir yang telah ditetapkan untuk dirinya itu, ide cemerlang langsung muncul di benaknya. Sebagai seorang novelis yang telah memiliki ratusan juta pembaca di seluruh dunia, tentu ia tidak akan mau dirugikan baik secara mental maupun fisik karena pernikahan yang sama sekali tak ia inginkan ini. Dan menikah dengan seorang tentara yang kehidupannya syarat akan kedisiplinan dan kerja keras, mengangkat senjata menantang maut, bergerilya di rimbunnya hutan belantara bersantap ular, tentu akan memberinya gambaran utuh yang tak semua orang mengetahuinya. Ini adalah harta karun. Ide itulah yang membuatnya tak lagi menyuarakan protes tentang perjodohan mereka, alih-alih, gadis itu justru mengangguk mantap tanpa sedikit pun keraguan. Apa yang ia khawatirkan dengan pernikahan yang memiliki berlembar-lembar poin kesepakatan? Terlebih lagi, kesepakatan tentang tak akan saling menyentuh tanpa persetujuan. Dan dari yang ia lihat dari sosok menawan Arjuna, lelaki itu adalah lelaki sejati yang tak akan pernah melanggar janji yang telah disepakati. Di sisi lain, Arjuna sama sekali tak menyadari tentang akal bulus calon istrinya itu. Ia sama sekali tak pernah berpikir jika gadis bar-bar itu akan dengan begitu riang gembira mengikutinya ketika tengah menjalankan sebuah misi rahasia, dan tentu saja, tanpa sepengetahuannya.

My husband Bruno's goomah was pregnant with their second child. At the family dinner, he caressed his lover Ava's rounded belly. "This one will be a boy, the future heir to the Marino family. As my wife, it is your duty to raise him." This was the second time he had openly acknowledged one of his bastards. I didn't make a scene like I had before. I just calmly lifted my head and looked Bruno straight in the eye. Raucous laughter erupted from the family members around the table. "Remember last time, when she acted like a madwoman? Looks like she's finally learned her place." "The Rossi family's businesses have all been carved up. What can she do besides be an infertile trophy wife? She'll be kicked to the curb sooner or later." Bruno's face was expressionless, allowing them to hurl their insults at me. I fought back the tears burning my eyes and even managed a small smile. "Bruno, let's get a divorce." Bruno looked as if he'd heard the funniest joke in the world, his lips curling into a dismissive smirk. "Liliana, if you can come up with the hundred million dollars you owe this family, I'll sign the papers right now. Otherwise, stop making a scene." I didn't argue, and just dialed an encrypted number. "I accept the terms we discussed." A lazy laugh echoed from the other end of the line. "A hundred million? Merely the cost of a port. I can have it for you anytime, my princess."

It's hard when you're betrayed. It is doubly hard when relatives and everyone you consider family turn away from you. And it hurts unbearably when it turns out that the one you love more than life was the cause of your troubles ... But any pain has its limit. And devoted love can easily be reborn by hatred. Banished from the pack? It's bad, but what's stopping me from creating my own? Erase my memory? Unpleasant, but I was able to remember everything. Wanted to deprive me of a wolf? But I will never forgive you for this!

"No offense but you are always so grumpy, it's actually kind of cute." I bluntly say to him and watch him throw me a nasty glare, I just giggle at that. "I'm not." he defends himself in a calm yet stern voice keeping his face emotionless. "sure." I find myself saying sarcastically. I think I'm too drunk  because there is no way a sober River will have the courage to hold a conversation with a very grumpy Killian. I expect another scary glare to come towards me but instead I meet with a soft gaze that stares at me with an unreadable expression. "I'm not." This time he says softly, I see him biting back a small smile and , he smiles. I've never seen him smiling before, not this way. Standing on the edge of life, River breathes in and lets himself adjust into a new life, into a new family. After a horrifying past he finds his life wrapped around a shaggy orphanage and several foster homes which makes it hard to believe that he is actually being adopted. Having a family was always a desire of him but to his burnt luck, he doesn't feel like he belongs in his adoptive family. Everyone and everything around him make it clear that he wasn't born to be happy. River is waiting for another push, one last push to end it all and fall from the edge and that's when a grumpy looking Killian Price steps into his life. River can't decide if Killian is the saviour or the devil himself. River's life meets with unexpected secrets mixed with burning desire, adorning the melancholic attire. Soon, he finds out he isn't the only one standing on the edge of the cliff, or he realises he is far from the edge.

On what was supposed to be the happiest day of her life, Deviana was left at the altar. Her fiancé, Adrian, chose to walk away—for a woman from his past, Leviana, who had suddenly fallen ill and called for him. In front of the guests and countless flashing cameras, Deviana was forced to swallow the bitter truth: abandoned, humiliated, and ridiculed. But from the ruins of her pride and shattered heart, Deviana made a vow to rise again. She would not let Leviana steal everything—love, reputation, or power.

In the second year of our marriage, which Brett Mason had secured through relentless means, he brought home his latest conquest—a stunning blonde. As the door swung shut, he ran his fingers through her silky hair, flashing me a smug, triumphant grin. "Wanna join us? You might learn a thing or two about not being such a dead fish." I could still recall how he once adored my hair, claiming that just stroking it would melt away his deepest worries. It turned out any woman could serve that purpose. In that instant, a profound sense of release washed over me. I retrieved the divorce agreement I'd stashed away in a drawer and handed it to him. "Sign it, and I'll make room for her." My days were numbered, and I had no intention of wasting what little time remained entangled in his resentment.

After receiving the report for an STD test, I went back to the barbeque restaurant, and there I ran into a young woman who was about three months pregnant. She asked me to let her cut in line, and, feeling sorry for her, I agreed to help her out. I quickly made arrangements for her and made sure she had a seat. But to my shock, after she finished her meal, she had a miscarriage. The girl posted about the incident online, and before I knew it, I was trending on social media, facing a wave of cyberbullying. The internet users went even further, digging up my health records and finding that everything came back positive. [She's positive for everything—she's clearly a woman with a messy private life!] [No wonder she caused the woman's miscarriage just by being near her—she's a biological hazard!] The cyberbullying got so bad that it pushed me into depression. Even my fiancé turned against me, accusing me of being filthy and breaking up with me. The emotional weight became too much, and in my pain, I drove straight into a reservoir. Meanwhile, the girl gained millions of followers online and skyrocketed to fame as a popular influencer. It was only after I died that I learned the shocking truth—this girl was my fiancé's first love. To boost her own popularity, she and my fiancé had come up with this entire scheme together. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day when she asked me to let her cut in line.