Young Adult Crime Novels

Syera dituduh menjadi pembunuh istri salah satu konglomerat ternama di negeri ini—Aditama Ravindra. Alih-alih masuk penjara, Syera malah terkurung dalam sangkar emas Tuan Aditama. Perlakuan sangat buruk dari keluarga Ravindra harus Syera terima karena kesalahan yang tak pernah ia lakukan. Wanita itu sudah berusaha menjelaskan dengan segala jika dirinya tidak bersalah, namun tak ada yang mempercayainya. Syera tak menyerah dan terus berusaha mencari tahu siapa dalang yang membuat istri Aditama celaka. Namun, sesuatu yang tak terduga malah kembali menghantam hidupnya. Mampukah Syera membuktikan jika dirinya tidak bersalah? Atau harus rela terperangkap bersama Tuan Aditama selamanya?

Luca and Aria’s union was an impossible one where pack tradition and rules exist but they were not going to let that deter them. But Luca’s relationship with Aria wasn’t going to distract him from his main goal of exacting revenge on the Shadow Moon Pack as he continues to assemble his army. They both have to navigate through the treacherous waters of betrayal, past memories and intricacies of power. With danger looming at every corner even those they fail to see, will the dark waters swallow them? Or will their feelings be strong enough to see them through?

When I was ten, I bugged my brother to come home for my birthday. He died in a plane crash that day. They never found his body. After that, my parents saw me as a total screw-up. They blamed me for his death. Every year on his memorial day, they forced me to kneel at the cemetery and repent my mistakes. I did that for eight years. I figured I'd spend my whole life paying for it. But on my 18th birthday, some creep stalked and murdered me. Right before I died, I tried calling for help. But my mom chewed me out. "I bet you're just dodging your duty to make up for James. You're full of crap. If you hadn't forced him to come back, he would have been alive. This is what you deserve." She hung up, leaving me staring at the dead screen. My last hope was dashed. She was right. Someone like me meant nothing but bad luck to those around me. I didn't deserve to exist. But then, eight years after his death, James showed up with his pregnant wife. When they heard I was gone, they fell apart.

At four months pregnant, I went to pick up my prenatal test results with my husband, Aiden Carter, who was an OB-GYN. The smile at the corner of his lips froze the moment he saw the report. Without a word, he grabbed my hand and tried to schedule an abortion. I stood there in shock. The attending physician, Dr. Marianne Cole, had just told me the baby was perfectly healthy! I tore myself free and demanded, "Why do you want me to get an abortion?!" He didn’t answer and had already scheduled the procedure. When I tried to run, he yanked my arm tighter. "There's no way we are having this child!" Clutching my belly, I hurried to call my parents, who were both OB-GYNs themselves. Dad, who had always doted on me, raised his fist, aiming straight for my stomach. Mom’s face twisted in horror, shaking her head wildly. "No, this won’t work. It can’t be like this." "Find a few men. Lock Clara Hart in with them." I didn’t understand why they were so desperate to destroy my child. All I wanted was to escape. Instead, they locked me inside a pitch-black room. When I felt the blood trickling down my legs, I knew my baby was gone. Mom came smiling to fetch me. I fought, demanding to know why they had done this to me. Without responding, she turned around and sent me straight to Ravenwood Asylum. I was tortured to death there. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day I went to collect my prenatal report. Aiden looked at me, his face glowing with joy. "Baby, this is our first child. I can’t wait for the day he’s born."

SEDANG REVISI JGN DIBACA Melody dituduh selingkuh dan mengandung anak lelaki lain oleh suaminya sendiri. Hati Melody semakin hancur ketika mendapati Khaysan—suaminya berselingkuh dengan sepupunya sendiri. Ia diceraikan dan diusir tanpa belas kasihan. Enam tahun kemudian Melody kembali bertemu dengan Khaysan yang telah bertunangan dengan atasannya di kantor. Karena terdesak oleh keadaan, ia malah terjebak pernikahan kontrak dengan lelaki itu. Lantas, dapatkah Melody menemukan kebahagiaan dalam pernikahannya kali ini?

Rasa yang tumbuh seiring berjalannya waktu membawa Dew merasakan hal-hal yang tak pernah ia rasakan sebelumnya. Pertemuannya dengan Alvis Prawira semasa kuliah memberikan perubahan besar pada hidupnya Hingga persitiwa itu terjadi yang membuat Dew memilih untuk merelakan semuanya, menghilang, dan mengobati hatinya. Tapi, ternyata kisah mereka belum berakhir. Mereka dipertemukan kembali. Dapatkah Dew menerima dan melewatinya?

My mother is a hospital director. To give my brother, an intern doctor, more hands-on experience, she assigns him as the lead surgeon for my brain tumor operation. I beg her to let someone else do it and tell her it's my only chance at survival. But she slaps me hard across the face and screams, "How did I raise such a selfish, ungrateful child? Your brother has just started his internship—can't you help him improve his skills? Is that too much to ask?" Later, the surgery fails. I die on the operating table. And my mother seems to have aged decades overnight.

I live alone. At eleven o'clock on a rainy night, an unexpected call came through. The voice on the other end said my car window was left open and urged me to go downstairs. Cautious as a woman should be, I didn't act rashly. Instead, I called the property security office, only to discover that even the security was fake. It hit me suddenly—I was ensnared in a vast conspiracy. Someone was orchestrating all of this. But for what purpose?

Jerome Morrison is busy dealing with his ex-girlfriend's lawsuit regarding the inheritance when I die in a car crash. The police officer calls him to identify my corpse, but he merely snaps impatiently, "Has she moved on to using suicide to threaten me? Too bad it won't work." Later, he finds out his ex-girlfriend caused a car crash, he chooses to destroy the evidence. He doesn't notice that I'm the one who died in that car crash.

On the eve of a surgery, I voluntarily resign from my position as lead surgeon. My colleagues sneer behind my back and mock me openly. "And this guy's supposed to have a PhD from abroad? Looks more like he bought a degree from some no-name university." "Can't even handle a challenge without running—what kind of doctor is that?" In my last life, I gave up competing in a general practitioner skills competition to take on this very surgery. But because the other lead surgeon violated protocol during the operation, it ended in a serious medical accident. My sister, the head of the department, pinned all the blame on me. Even my girlfriend stood firmly on their side, accusing me of incompetence. Overnight, I went from being a respected medical PhD to the disgrace of the hospital. I couldn't prove the mistake wasn't mine. I was fired and faced criminal charges. My parents, once so proud of me, pointed at me in rage. "We don't have a son who plays god with people's lives!" Crushed by shame and despair, I spiraled into deep depression and jumped from the hospital roof. But now, I open my eyes again. I'm back—back to the night before the surgery.