You Can See My Heart Beating

"Let me borrow your husband for one night and I spare your dad's life." Trishia Meyer, the daughter of the Senator said. Arabella Jones was dumbfounded. She had to make a choice. To saved her father's company, Arabella had agreed to marry the evil billionaire, Bill Sky. They were bound to meet again after their coincidental kissed that night. They agreed to sign a non-disclosure contract and they swore not to love each other. Sacrificing herself to be with the domineering cold man and turning a blind eye to his sexual affairs with other women were some of the things she needed to endure everyday. Marriage with no love. Now that she conceived his baby, he wanted it to be aborted instantly. She thought that the baby inside her tummy would bring them closer together but he accused her on deceiving him. He looked at her as a two-timer and the worst gold digger. Arabella Jones then made a promise to herself that she would do everything to live a happy life with her baby away from him. Little did she knew, it's not for her to decide, that if the billionaire's wrath would allow her.

"𝒪𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓀𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓈." -Martin Luther King. Jr. What is light? I don't know... Maybe will never know... Noah Carter, a seventeen years old teen, who joins The Royal High School after being homeschooled for his whole life because of his blindness, finds himself a mystery man whom he falls in love with...

"What's wrong I did with you that you have been torturing me, for God's sake leave, I will never forget your favor, please..." She pleaded to him with teary eyes. But he grabbed her silky hair in his tight grasp and said. "Don't show me your crocodile tears, it's not impacting me, good man inside of me died a long time ago, the man who is standing in front of you is a stone made, a deaf stone, no matter how many times you beat your head with it, you will be at loss, what's wrong my dad and I did with you? nothing....but still I am suffering, and my dad.....my dad lost his life, after turning someone else life into miserable, how you people can remain happy.....?" He was not in his senses. She can't endure it anymore, so she remains silent. Hoor ul Ain was kidnapped and raped in a misunderstanding that her brother happened to elope with the sister of Shanzal on her very marriage day. How things will turn out when Shanzal know that her brother isn't involved in her sister eloping? Will Hoor ul Ain survive after facing his brutality? How Shanzal will face the situation after finding Hoor ul Ain guilty?

He visits every year and brings a bit of sunshine with him. She's loved him since she understood what love was, but why is it that Daniel only looks at her now? Being a young single mother, Valeria just doesn't have time to waste while he's making up his mind.

After confirming I was pregnant, I suddenly heard my husband’s inner voice. “This idiot is still gloating over her pregnancy. She doesn’t even know we switched out her IVF embryo. She’s nothing more than a surrogate for Elle. If Elle weren’t worried about how childbirth might endanger her life, I would’ve kicked this worthless woman out already. Just looking at her makes me sick. “Once she delivers the baby, I’ll make sure she never gets up from the operating table. Then I’ll finally marry Elle, my one true love.” My entire body went rigid. I clenched the IVF test report in my hands and looked straight at my husband. He gazed back at me with gentle eyes. “I’ll take care of you and the baby for the next few months, honey.” However, right then, his inner voice struck again. “I’ll lock that woman in a cage like a dog. I’d like to see her escape!” Shock and heartbreak crashed over me all at once because the Elle he spoke of was none other than my sister.

Melihat sudut pandang detektif dalam novel misteri, agaknya sudah umum kita ketahui. Akan tetapi, bagaimana jika kita melihat dari sudut pandang sang pembunuh? Apa kau juga percaya dengan arwah yang balas dendam? "Meski melihatku menderita di ujung ambang kematian, tampaknya mereka tidak akan berhenti sampai aku benar-benar mati ...." Dia adalah George Owens, pria yang semasa mudanya bekerja pada pihak kepolisian Selatan. Menjadi seorang detektif adalah impiannya di masa remaja. Bersama Smith Hegner dan juga Niels Johansen, George melakukan pekerjaannya dengan baik dan cepat. Namun, siapa sangka, di balik pekerjaannya yang selalu berurusan dengan para penjahat ulung tersebut. Nyatanya ada fakta yang dia sembunyikan rapat-rapat. Lantas, bagaimana dengan akhir hidupnya? Apakah semua dosa yang pernah dia lakukan di masa lalu akan menimbulkan sebuah karma yang justru membuatnya lebih memilih mati daripada hidup bersama dengan berbagai kenangan buruk? Inilah kisah seorang pembunuh berantai yang juga merangkap sebagai detektif swasta di kepolisian bagian Selatan. Sang psikopat ulung, George Owens.

UNDER HEAVY EDITING. ***** He chuckled at her desperate attempt to make the lie believable. "Pretty little liar, your face betrays a lot, sadly" he placed his hand on her cheeks, his face dark "you can't run from me, Maya; no matter how hard you try to, I'll always find you. Even in the deepest part of hell, And when I find you, you get punished according to how long you were away from me, understand?" His tone was so soft and gentle it could have fooled anybody but not her. She could see through him, and She trembled under his touch. "Y-yes, maestro" **** Though her sister commits the crime, Maya Alfredo is turned in by her parents to be punished by the Ruthless Don Damon Xavier for selling information about the Costa Nostra to the police. Her world is overturned and shattered; she is taken to the Don's Manor, where she is owned by him and treated like his plaything, meanwhile knowing his intentions to destroy her. But then things get dark in the Don's Manor, with the presence of Derinem Xavier. Maya doesn't stand a chance in Damon's furnace. Will he destroy her and everything she loves for the sins he thinks she committed? Or does luck have other plans for her? Note— This is a dark romance. Not all lovey-dovey. ML is a psychopath. Trigger warnings!!! **** TO READ THE EDITED VERSION, PLEASE LOG OUT AND LOG IN AGAIN.

Esa Dia Esaku. Penerang dalam gelapku, peneduh dari hujanku, penghangat dalam diriku. Leyka Aku tidak tahu apa arti dari nama ku. Seperti untuk kehidupan Esa. Aku tidak tahu apa arti hidupku untuk Esa. Kami dibedakan oleh ekonomi dan disatukan oleh takdir. Aku mengetahui perasaanku pada Esa. Tapi Esa tak pernah tahu akan hal itu. Aku juga tidak tahu bagaimana perasaan Esa kepadaku. Meski kami tidak bisa bersatu, aku akan tetap melindungi dan menyayangi Esa, karena dia adalah Esaku.

“You can call me when you’re lonely. I’ll be your temporary fix.” Those were the words that he said to me and it was plain simple, he wanted nothing but sex and I wanted nothing more than too. I was the kind of girl who was too scared of falling in love again because I feel like there is something more in life than being mournful over a guy who never actually gave a hell. I deserve something more than pain and misery over a stupid heartbreak. Since then, I got too scared of commitment that I no longer wanted to be in one. I wanted fun and I wanted to feel like I am alive again. He was the kind of guy who was too busy for permanent relationships. The superstar that all women wanted to bang with. The kind of guy who would have any girls kneel down in front of him because well, he is that kind of guy. He was a guy with a hectic schedule, sold out world tours, drinking champagne in private jets, holding a mic in one hand and conquering all over the world on the other. Maybe I needed someone to show me how to live again and he needed someone to show him how to love.

My boyfriend has always doted on me. However, after learning that I can't go to work at the bank after falling and injuring myself, he snaps at me. "Why didn't you tell me you switched shifts with someone else? That was a cheap move!" I don't refute him. Instead, I pull out a hospitalization record as I watch the bank descend into chaos. In my past life, I attended to a couple who wanted to deposit five million dollars into their account. Their child had been diagnosed with a rare illness. They'd gotten the money by selling their organs and mortgaging the home—it was to save their child's life and pay for the surgery the following day. However, the money was stolen the following day. I helped them check where the money was withdrawn, but the surveillance footage showed I was the one who did it. My best friend wept when the couple questioned me. "You shouldn't have stolen the money someone needed to save a life, no matter how materialistic and covetous you are!" My boyfriend hurried over and said, "I wondered why you suddenly had money to buy a car—you stole it! You're heartless!" The child died after failing to receive treatment in time, and the couple stabbed me to death on the streets out of devastation. When I open my eyes again, I think injuring myself will help me escape this. To my surprise, the surveillance cameras once again capture me stealing the money.