tasty beverage pulp fiction

"Pukul 00.01 dini hari, sehari setelah perayaan tahun baru, terjadi sebuah kecelakaan beruntun di sebuah persimpangan Hotel Dupont City, hingga nyaris menewaskan seorang wanita bernama Tara Lipinski berusia 25 tahun. Berita acara meliput secara eksklusif tentang wanita malang tersebut. Dikabarkan dia hidup seorang diri, tanpa seorang wali hukum." Informasi itu menyentak kuat diri Tara Lipinski. Air matanya luruh ke permukaan pipinya yang sedikit bengkak. Dirinya dinyatakan hampir mati oleh seluruh dunia, tapi kenapa takdir mendorongnya menetapkan ruhnya di dalam jasad seorang wanita bernama Vanilla, yang sama sekali tidak ia mengerti siapakah wanita itu, dari manakah asalnya, dan ada banyak sekali deretan pertanyaan menimpa benaknya. Kehidupan Tara Lipinski menjadi jungkir balik, seolah dia buta akan dunianya yang kini sebagai seorang Vanilla. Bagaimana dia bisa bertahan, bila sesungguhnya yang dia takutkan adalah diri dia yang baru?

I am the typical girl you can find everywhere. Plain is the word that designed exactly for me. I have excellent grades, good attitude, bright future. I have set a goal ahead of time, and everything run smoothly like I've planned. I am living a comfortable normal live. Until I met him. Luke Spencer. He is everything you want, everything you've dream of. Curtain opens. Question asks. Careful steps taken. Bad decisions made. * "The life I live in was just like the taste of vanilla. Sweet, but just plain sweet. Vanilla. Until I met you." "Do you regret it?" "I don't know, but I'm craving it." "... what?" he chuckles like he find it absurd that I'm talking about food right now. But he's tasty though. "You don't understand." "What I don't understand? You're just hungry, Cupcake." "Yeah, I'm hungry..." of your love, "...and I'm craving it." The taste that you brought to my life. ** Hello, author here. This story is actually a story that I wrote on another platform back then, around 2016 I guess. It stopped because I have another priorities, but I'm back to edit this story and post it here. I'll also continue this story here. Some of you going to say this one is another cliche, but I'm okay with it because, what's a pizza without cheese? anyways, do give this story a chance to make it out there ^_^ Your comments and votes are much appreciated!

Acquiring actual skills, interests and ideals... Is a hard task! How can you make sure, that everything you do is not an absolute waste of time, leading to less than nothing? Therefore, the main character of the story, the man affectionally called 'Nista' a name that, essentially, has no meaning, and "No meaning" is not the meaning of it either, obligates himself to nothing, aside from Visual novels! Reveling in his unemployed and severely uneducated life-style, refusing to go outside due to its dangers, the comfort of his life is challenged: unless poor Nista finds an actual job, his parents are going to stop sending him all the needed funds to slack away! So, o great' hero Nista... Can you depart on an adventure so dangerous, to seize the roots of a profession!?

"You will moan out my name" His fingers brushed the tip of my Pussy. I was already so wet and horny. I took my lower lips in, suppressing my moan. "You will yearn for me only.. crave for my touch. And when I don't touch you, it will burn you. Until you agree to become my surrogate" His deep voice created cold shrills that spread through my veins. He dipped two fingers into my pussy. My legs tightened around his torso. I wanted him to thrust in and out but he only pulled out his fingers which were covered in my squirts. I watched him lick off every squirt on his fingers and it only made me wetter. "Beg me, Adele. Beg for me to touch you" He whispered seductively into my ears, running his fingers through my neckline. "Never.." I stubbornly refused, fighting to keep my breath steady. "I won't ever become a surrogate to a dangerous man like you" He brushed some strands of my hair behind my ears.. dipped his hands into my pussy. I held him tighter, low gasp escaping from my lips. He thrust in and out for some time before pulling out. He dropped me and stepped back. "We'll see about that, little kitten. Just how long you can resist me" ________________ He's the devil... The real devil of the underworld. Yet, I am meant to repay a debt owed by my stepmother. A man soaked in blood can never be human. A man who's heart is as cold as ice can never be loved by anyone. And I, Adele Santiago can never become the devil's surrogate and must repay the debt even by death.

El 1 de diciembre de 2022 el jurado del Concurso Nacional de Cuento "Hubert Lanssiers 2022", compuesto por los escritores Miluska Benavides, Leslie Guevara, Alejandro Neyra, Gustavo Rodríguez y Miguel Ruíz Effio, se reunió para elegir a los ganadores y menciones honrosas de dicho concurso. Se recibieron 151 relatos a nivel nacional, y se contó con un comité lector integrado por 80 voluntarios designados por Machucabotons Escuela de Escritura, para la lectura y preelección. Hecha la apertura de los sobres, la relación de ganadores quedó establecida de esta forma: Primer premio "Camel - Pulp" por Ostracista Seudónimo de EDWIN WALTER TOVAR CHUMPITAZ Segundo premio "Los cobardes no van al cielo" por Aaron Champi Seudónimo de EDWIN WALTER TOVAR CHUMPITAZ Se hace notar que es la primera vez en la historia del concurso que un participante recibe en simultáneo el primer y segundo premio. El jurado interpreta este hecho como un testimonio de talento literario y felicita el autor.

La verdad nunca desapareció… solo esperaba. Entre recuerdos incompletos, señales fuera de tiempo y fragmentos de realidad que no encajan, cada paso ya estaba destinado a traerte aquí. Porque no todo se oculta. Algunas cosas… simplemente esperan el momento correcto para volver.

Ghifari is a stubborn young man who must accept his destiny to marry a girl he does not love, even when he already has a lover. "Don't expect more from this wedding!" "You can save hundreds of passengers, but you can't save your wife's pride alone." Nafisa Khoirunnisa

Aku dan Arthan menikah dengan sebuah kesepakatan. Dia mendapat seorang istri untuk oma-nya, dan aku mendapat uang untuk biaya operasi bapak. Kupikir semuanya akan baik-baik saja, sampai aku tahu bahwa sepupu Arthan adalah laki-laki yang pernah meninggalkanku di pelaminan. Keluarga Arthan tak sepenuhnya menerimaku, tak terkecuali adik bungsunya yang begitu membenciku. Hingga suatu ketika, sepupu Arthan menghamili gadis kecil itu tanpa mau bertanggung jawab dengan alasan masih mengharapkanku kembali padanya. Meski adiknya benci padaku, tapi aku tetap berusaha membujuk Mario—sepupu Arthan untuk mau bertanggung jawab. Ini semua kulakukan agar gadis itu tak mengakhiri hidupnya. Sementara itu, perjanjian pernikahanku dan Arthan hampir berakhir. Berat rasanya menandatangi surat cerai, tapi itu sudah kesepakatan karena pada dasarnya tidak ada cinta dari Arthan untukku, selain cinta di atas kertas.

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After being found and brought back by her wealthy family, Arabella Donovan has an unexpected awakening and discovers that the world she lives in is a mishmash of popular story tropes. Her eldest brother is the tragic guy in a melodramatic, angsty novel; Her second brother is the cannon fodder in an showbiz power-fantasy novel; Her third brother is the scapegoat who ends up with a criminal record in a doting teen romance; Her fourth sister is the vicious villainess in a 'real vs. fake heiress' story; And even her parents are just antagonistic background characters in some sweet, middle-aged romance. Arabella Donovan: This family is a complete collection of misfortunes. The word 'tragic' doesn't even begin to cover it. Her family, after hearing all of her inner thoughts: "..."