Yu-gi-oh Yugi Vs Yami

Aku pernah hampir menikah. Beberapa minggu yang lalu, mantan tunanganku muncul. Kukira untuk mengobati sakit di dalam hatiku. Ternyata aku salah.. dia muncul untuk menjadi tunangan bosku..

"Annalise, when are you going to learn that what you want doesn’t matter. The only thing that matters is that I get what I want…” He says as he continues to kiss up my body… Annalise Ethelwulf is a warrior-born werewolf who finds her dream comes true when she finds her mate in the Alpha’s son of her new pack. However life is not all roses when her mate wanders but won’t set her free. After catching her mate in their bed with her little sister Annalise runs away from the sight, finding herself in front of a dance club. After entering a one night stand with who she believes is a stranger in a club results in a pup she thought she would never have. Nicolas Nightmoon is the Alpha of the most powerful pack under the werewolf king’s. After going through the pain of losing his mate he didn’t want the burden of another. However a one night stand with the beautiful Annalise changes his life forever but there’s a problem she is already mated… Did the Moon Goddess get it wrong? Did fate put them on the wrong path? Or did someone set her up? *** Warning read at your own discretion as this story may trigger some readers as it contains sexual and physical abuse, some violence and mature scenes. Please read at own discretion!

Kartini Satyaguna–seorang ibu rumah tangga yang selalu direndahkan oleh mertuanya karna tidak bekerja, tidak seperti adik iparnya yang seorang Dokter spesialis. Namun puncak konflik ketika ia mendapati suaminya berselingkuh dengan sekretarisnya sendiri, sang suami sampai nekat ingin memadu Kartini dengan alasan Kartini tak dapat memberikan anak laki-laki. Dapur rumah tangga pun terbagi jadi 2, terdapat 2 ratu dalam rumah, persaingan sengit antara Kartini dan pelakor di rumah itu tercium menyengat. Ia bertekat akan memberikan pelakor itu pelajaran kalau kedudukan istri sah selalu di atas pelakor, bagaimana kisahnya?

He's carrying a name no one hasn't heard of. A name written in books. A name defined by history. And no one can reject him except the girl with a yellow ribbon in her hair. Will history repeats itself? Or a new story will be written?

เพราะเพื่อน..เธอจึงต้องทำอะไรลับๆ ล่อๆ เป็นเหตุให้เขาเข้าใจผิดคิดว่าเธอแอบชอบ ในขณะเดียวกัน เธอเองก็คิดว่าเขาเป็นเกย์ เพราะสถานการณ์บางอย่างเช่นกัน แล้วความวุ่นวายก็บังเกิด เมื่อเธอดัน…หลงรักเกย์ ‘ฮื่อ! เป็นเกย์นะเว้ยไม่ได้เป็นหวัด รักษาวันเดียวจะหายได้ไง สู้ต่อไปศิศิรา ความพยายามอยู่ที่ไหน ความสำเร็จอยู่ที่นั่น อย่างน้อยตอนนี้เขาก็ยังไม่มีผัวเป็นตัวเป็นตน เพราะงั้นฉันก็ยังมีหวัง เฮ้อ! อย่างมากก็แค่ผิดหวังล่ะน่า’ ***“สาบานได้ว่าครั้งนี้ผมจะไม่หยุด จนกว่าเรา…จะเป็นของกันและกัน” เขาบอกก่อนจะผละลุกขึ้นยืนเต็มความสูง ขณะที่สองมือค่อยๆ ปลดกระดุมเสื้อ สองตาก็ยังไม่ยอมเลื่อนไปจากเรือนร่างขาวโพลนตรงหน้า และไอ้สายตาคมกล้าประหนึ่งเสือรอตะครุบเหยื่อของเขาก็ทำให้เธอหนาวๆ ร้อนๆ บอกไม่ถูก “ไม่! เราพวกเดียวกัน เรากินกันไม่ได้” เธอพยายามเตือนสติ เพราะคิดว่าเขาอาจจะกำลังขาดสติ “แต่ผมเคยกินคุณแล้ว แล้วผมก็ชอบกินคุณ” เขาพูดพลางหลุบตามองไปที่แพนตี้ของเธอ ทำเอาเจ้าของแพนตี้ทำตาโต ไม่แน่ใจในคำว่ากินของเขา ที่สำคัญ…กะๆ กินอะไร “มะหมายความว่าไง”

​Siska, seorang arsitek perfeksionis, terbiasa hidup teratur dan penuh kontrol. Bara, seniman nyentrik yang hidupnya berantakan, lebih percaya pada “seni dari kekacauan.” Gara-gara bisnis keluarga, mereka dipaksa menikah kontrak selama satu tahun. Awalnya rumah tangga mereka penuh perang dingin, kejadian absurd, dan adu mulut kocak. Tapi semakin lama, setiap pertengkaran justru membuat mereka semakin dekat. Hingga akhirnya, ketika masa kontrak habis, pertanyaannya: apakah ini hanya drama atau cinta yang benar-benar tumbuh?

Josh Xavier Turner, tak akan pernah membiarkan dirinya disakiti perempuan mana pun. Ia ingin dicinta, namun tak balas mencinta. Ava Abigail, perempuan biasa yang berhasil memporak-porandakan hati Xavier. Akankah cinta itu berbalas?

I stared wide-eyed at the body in front of me. A girl. She was probably at seventeen years old wearing a school uniform. Like what I wear. Her body is contorted in an angle I couldn't quite describe but I know would be painful. Her face is covered with her long dry hair and her own blood. The thing that made me wide-eyed is.... I am that girl. ******************* This is the story of a wandering ghost as she also met one. And the two fell in love... The story and ideas is my own~ Don't plagiarize~ Enjoy!

“Desmond,” I breathed out, “don’t.” But he didn't listen to my plea. His lips found my neck, his teeth gently grazing the frantic pulse that betrayed my panic. My skin instantly lit up beneath his mouth, a complete traitor to my mind. When his hand slid lower, tugging at the drawstring of my skirt, a terrifying mix of panic and deep heat crashed together inside me. “Desmond, please. This is wrong.” “Nothing about you has ever been wrong to me,” he growled out against my throat. Clothes instantly fell away as if they had never mattered. My shirt. His shirt. My skirt. The last threads of my will to fight. He settled heavily between my thighs, a burning hot weight. I felt him hard against me, thick and urgently insistent. My breath hitched sharply when the blunt head of his cock nudged my entrance. “Tell me to stop, Ana,” he said, his voice ragged, his eyes desperately locked on mine. “Say the word, and I will immediately.” I opened my mouth to speak. No sound escaped. He pushed in, moving with agonizing slowness, stretching me open inch by painful inch. A broken, strangled sound left my throat as he filled me completely, buried deep to the hilt inside my most intimate space. My inner walls instantly clenched around him, shocked, aching, and intensely alive. He stilled his movement, letting me fully register every powerful throb of him inside me. “Fuck, Ana,” he groaned, his forehead dropping to mine. “You feel completely like mine.” Then, he moved again.

Sofia Russo dashed into the elevator, running late for work. But as soon as the doors closed, she found herself face-to-face with the notorious mafia don, Luca Greco. Her heart raced as he pulled her closer, his smoldering gaze sending shivers down her spine. Suddenly, he whispered in her ear, "Two minutes before the elevator stops. Enough time for a quickie." Sofia was taken aback, disgusted by his brazen proposition. She tried to push him away, but he was too powerful. “Disgusting” she blurted. "Sofia Russo," the words rolled off the tongue of the infamous mafia don, Luca Greco, as he pulled her closer, his smoldering gaze locked onto hers. "Ex-husband Tony Moretti. Has a seven-year-old daughter, Isabella." Sofia's heart raced as she realized this man knew more about her than she'd ever imagined. "Give me a chance, sweetheart," Luca demanded, his voice silky smooth. "Let me take care of you and your princess." Sofia was lost in the intensity of his gaze, but she knew better than to fall for a man like him. She'd been burned before and had no intention of repeating the same mistake.