Whispering Artinya

Blurb: "Nama aslinya Natalie Amber Kyle. Dulunya bekerja sebagai seorang pelayan di sebuah cafe. Kemudian bertemu dengan seorang agen mata-mata wanita. Mulai mengikuti kegiatan mata-mata dan aktif sebagai agen saat berusia 19 tahun. Sepertinya ia lebih banyak mengambil kasus yang berkaitan dengan wanita penggoda dan sepertinya sedang menjalankan misi dari kliennya," terang Jeremy, panjang lebar. "Hei, Rai. Jangan bilang kau tertarik pada gadis itu. Sekali berhubungan dengannya, riwayatmu akan tamat!" seru Jeremy memperingatkan. Usai menggerakkan satu jarinya di leher. Yang berarti mati. "Kau sangat tahu aku, bukan? Aku sangat suka tantangan. Lagipula bukankah menurut informasi dia selalu menjalankan tugas yang berkaitan dengan wanita penggoda. Itu artinya, para lelaki yang dia dekati pasti berhubungan dengan wanita penggoda. Kurasa dia hanya membuka kedok asli dari para pria bajingan. Aku jadi ingin memberinya sebuah misi." Rai tersenyum, sembari memikirkan sebuah siasat. Benarkah Natalie adalah seorang mata-mata yang menyamar jadi wanita penggoda? Dan apa misi yang dimaksud Rai?

"Sign it, and you'll get the protection you need. But remember, to the world, we are strangers." In her past life, Liora was the neglected daughter who died in a staged accident, orchestrated by her stepmother and the man she thought she loved. Reborn on the night of her tragedy, she realizes that the only person who can help her crush her enemies is the 'Devil of the City' Mavric Thorne. A cold-blooded billionaire who is rumored to hate women. It was supposed to be a business deal. A marriage of convenience hidden behind closed doors. But why does the man who 'hates women' keep pinning her against the wall, whispering that he’ll never let her go? When the world mocks Liora for being a "poor, abandoned orphan," they have no idea that the most powerful man in the country is currently at home, kneeling to put her slippers on.

Seorang anak berusia enam tahun, hidup sebatang kara tanpa memiliki kedua orang tua atau keluarga, pertempuran besar membuatnya harus terpisah dengan kedua orang tua, ia juga harus menjalani hidup penuh rintangan di dunia Nirvana, anak tersebut bernama Lan Shi atau Putra pertama Sang pembalik Langit Dunia Persilatan, ayahnya adalah Raja Para dewa, sedangkan ibunya Seorang Dewi keadilan. Identitas Lan Shi tidak diketahui siapapun, di usia enam tahun Lan Shi tinggal bersama kakek An Hui, perjalanannya dimulai sambil mencari keberadaan ayah dan ibunya. Lan Shi memiliki seorang teman ajaib yaitu Peri kecil atau pasir waktu, peri kecil memberitahu kalau banyak orang sedang memburunya, ia memutuskan untuk bersembunyi di dalam kantong kecil milik Lan Shi. Tiga tahun tinggal di hutan, Pria tua menemukan keberadaan Lan Shi, ia mengangkat sebagai cucu asuh dan membawanya pulang kediaman keluarga, keluarga tersebut diberi nama keluarga An, sekarang Lan Shi dipanggil dengan sebutan An Lan yang artinya subur tak pernah layu dalam bahasa dunia persilatan.

“Apa yang bisa saya lakukan supaya nilai saya bagus, Pak?” Diana bersandar di kursinya, menatap penuh arti pada pria yang dikenal sebagai dosen killer itu. Dosen dengan reputasi dingin bernama Damar Setyawan itu menaikkan satu alis. Senyum tipis melintas di wajahnya yang lebih mirip ejekan daripada keramahan. “Kamu sudah gagal empat kali, Diana. Kamu tahu artinya? Gelar sarjanamu bisa lenyap. Masa depanmu habis.” Diana pura-pura menggigit bibir bawahnya, lalu mencondongkan tubuhnya pada pria itu. “Kalau begitu … saya harus cari jalan lain, ‘kan?” suaranya terdengar manja, sengaja dibuat lirih. “Saya tahu Bapak bisa bantu. Saya bisa … membalas dengan cara lain.” Diana berhenti sebentar, menahan senyum nakal di bibir. “Saya bisa kok jadi sugar baby Bapak,” lanjutnya, pelan tapi jelas. “Anggap saja … kompensasi tutup mulut atas malam itu.” Tatapan Damar mengeras, seakan menimbang keseriusannya. Tapi Diana tidak bergeming. Ia justru semakin berani, bibirnya mendekat ke telinga pria itu. “Saya serius, Pak,” bisiknya dengan mata berkilat menantang. “Kapan kita mulai?”

Lost in her dreams. Satriani Haia Necosia doesn't have a clue why she's being haunted by a nightmare. Those deep hooded eyes watching her intently were out of her perception. While having the same countless dream, she started to be anxious. It enlightened her more when she meets Alforo's gaze, surreal foreign. But why does she had this urge of longness towards him? She doesn't know, but she begins to wonder. All she can see was the indifference of how she feels when he's near. And it's rare for her. Oddly, it resembles somehow the man in her dream. In her curiosity, can she found out why? Why she's having this endless nightmare of a man, whispering at her. Will it guide her, or will it break her more?

My fiancé is the heir to a mafia empire. For seven years, I believed our love was the one true thing in a world built on lies. Then, on the night of our engagement party, I found him holding another woman — my own half-sister, the daughter of our family’s oldest enemy — whispering words that shattered everything: "I regret everything. Come back to me, and I’ll call off the wedding." I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry. I made a phone call instead. Three weeks later, on what should have been our wedding day, I erased my identity and vanished from his world. But not before making sure our wedding would be one he — and every family in the underworld — would never forget.

Aliyah is obliged to work for the Connors, the most influential werewolf clan in the US. Although she has no choice, Aliyah promises to break free and follow her dreams. However, Brayden Connor, the next alpha in line, forced her to become his mate, ruining her life. That's the moment Lycan King Ashton Donovan comes to Aliyah's rescue, and offers her a chance to seek revenge against those who wronged her. Aliyah grabs the opportunity, but in the end, she finds herself falling in love with him. Her fate even improves when King Ashton makes her his mate. But what if Alpha Brayden shows up again, bringing information about her grandma's death? What if her urge to exact revenge is clouded by a voice in her head whispering "mate" the moment she sees him again?

What if the Moon Goddess was not a benevolent guide—but a temperamental tyrant with desires of her own? Gemma Hayes is a human witch trapped in a world ruled by wolves—and cursed with a fate no one envies. As the living vessel of the Moon Goddess, her body is power, her soul a prize. Every alpha wants her. To control her. To claim her as his obsession. But Gemma belongs to no one. She refuses to be reduced to a pawn in werewolf politics. Except Gemma is hoarding secrets. Fate binds her to the one alpha she swore she would never touch again—dominant, ruthless, possessive, and utterly unwilling to share what the mate bond has marked as his. With the Moon Goddess whispering inside her mind, packs circling like predators, and a bond that threatens to devour her free will, Gemma must decide what terrifies her more: defying destiny… or surrendering to an obsession that could destroy them both. Because once an alpha claims what is his, he never lets go.

I met my mate, Alpha Draven, at the bonding ceremony of our classmate Raven—seven years after I rejected him. But everything had changed. He was still handsome and prestigious, with his beautiful mate clinging to his side. And me? I stood there in an old-fashioned uniform, black-rimmed glasses perched on my nose— a relic from another world. Yes. We were from two completely different worlds now. In the middle of the ceremony, I overheard some werewolves whispering and laughing. "Draven, have you finally moved on from her rejection? It's been seven years, after all." His smile faded. "Honestly, I didn't even recognize her at first glance today." Their words struck me like claws to the heart. I couldn't breathe. So I left—quietly, halfway through the ceremony—before the pain could completely devour me.

For twenty years, Kyle and I were each other’s salvation. On the day he confessed his feelings, he promised to give me a warm and loving home. However, everything changed when the Gill family found him and brought him back, naming him the Crown Prince of High Society. Overnight, I went from being his proud fiancée to nothing more than his hidden canary in a gilded cage. With another woman in his arms, his voice was cold and distant, “The eldest young master of the Gill family can’t marry an orphan.” At that moment, my heart shattered completely. I left the capital that very night. Later, I heard I had become the Gill family’s unspoken taboo. That once-proud Young Master Gill ended up confined to a mental institution, clinging to a doll and whispering my name day after day.